The fleet of steel shipboards burst into laughter, and the laughter echoed endlessly on the river. The atmosphere was extremely relaxed, and everyone was as relaxed and happy as if they were on a sightseeing tour boat.
Ahead, on the fleet of wooden boats, something unexpected happened!
When a natural disaster suddenly strikes, the red light in the sky rushes down like a torrent, as if penetrating the sky. The terrifying power of God permeates the sky and the earth, frightening all the people on the wooden boats and the crocodiles to death.
The whole body became weak, and many people collapsed in despair.
Unexpectedly, the wooden ship's formation defense shield withstood the impact of the red light, only to splash a blazing flame and erupt into countless violent shock waves, but then disappeared in the torrent of red light.
"Not dead?"
"Hold it!"
"We are saved, God bless us!"
"God bless you! The fleet is from Baishan Base..."
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After the initial shock, many people began to howl excitedly after being ecstatic. At this time, everyone had time to pay attention to the situation outside the formation's defense shield.
The disciples of Wuji Sect pursued all the way and kept bombarding the defense shield of the formation. They were still unable to smash the huge turtle shell, and they were also aroused. Moreover, they were not willing to return without success, and they kept biting and refusing to let go.
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None of them were prepared for the sudden natural disaster. A wave of red light rushed down. Three people were annihilated in the red light on the spot. The rest also scrapped a defensive magic weapon each.
The deacon who led the team was furious. He was chasing after these ant-like things that had escaped. He couldn't even break open the turtle shell, and he also lost his manpower. If he could go back alive, he wouldn't be able to catch them.
French crossing.
"Deacon Chang, let's evacuate. Let's go ashore and find a place to take shelter first. Let's talk about it after the natural disaster is over!"
"Yes, this wave of natural disasters is too strong. We are not prepared enough. If we delay it any longer, we will not only lose the magic weapon, but we ourselves will be lost here!"
"Withdraw!"
Hearing the screams of his fellow disciples around him, the leader of the team, Chang Deacon, was unwilling to give in. Looking at the huge fleet, his eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he said in a ferocious voice: "Evacuate? Where to retreat? The magic weapons on our bodies are
It won't last long, and my true body is exposed in the red light. I don't even dare to say that I have the support to return to the city. Can you do it?"
As soon as he said this, no one said anything.
Deacon Chang continued: "The only solution now is to keep bombarding the fleet's defense shield to force them to let us in. Otherwise, we will have to drag them with us to support us if we die!"
After hearing this, the disciples of the Wuji Sect felt that he was just talking nonsense. The others remained silent except for a stunned man who couldn't help but said: "Deacon Chang, are you confused? We have been bombarding that turtle shell, but we can't hit it at all.
Come on, everyone in the fleet looked at us as if we were watching a monkey show, are they willing to let us in?"
"This moment, that moment! We can't blast away that turtle shell, but under the impact of red light, our attack is the straw that breaks the camel's back. If they dare not let go, they will die together.
Let’s go!” Deacon Chang said confidently.
He can really tell whether the ginger is spicy or the old is spicy.
As the red light continued to impact, the formation that enveloped the entire fleet, because no one was controlling it, could only
It could move on its own but could not exert its maximum effect, so gradually the formation reached its limit with the red light impact, shaking violently, as if it would collapse in the next second.
"Listen, people on the boat, let us in immediately, otherwise, we will smash this turtle's shell!" Deacon Chang roared loudly, causing many people on the boat to burst into laughter and point at him as if they were watching a monkey show.
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"What a shame, this mad dog from Wujimen was frightened by the red light, right?"
"Old dog, you should smash it, but if you don't smash it, you will be my grandson!"
"It's like a dog. It bit and smashed all the way, but it didn't break the formation. It still wants to trick us into opening the formation. Is your special IQ given to you by charging your phone bill?"
"His IQ is that he didn't recharge the fee, and the service will be suspended if the fee is arrears."
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All kinds of curses came from the fleet. Deacon Chang was so angry that veins popped up on his face and he roared: "The formation endurance on your ship has reached its limit. There is no formation master in charge of the formation. I don't need it."
If you smash it, you won’t be able to hold on for much longer. Whoever dares to spit shit out of his mouth again, I’ll smash this turtle’s shell and let you see!”
The people in the fleet fell silent instantly, and looked towards Lao Zhu and other soldiers from the Baishan base. They were the backbone of the fleet. At this time, they vaguely felt that Deacon Chang was not being alarmist, and they began to feel fearful and uneasy again.
Lao Zhu and the other warriors felt that the great formation covering the entire fleet was in danger before Deacon Chang spoke. They had no idea how long the formation could last. Their only hope was that Yin Dong would come quickly.
The house leaked and it rained all night. When Lao Zhu and the others were at a loss what to do, the people from the Wuji Sect also discovered the problem with the fleet formation and wanted to take advantage of it, which made their hearts sink.
"Lao Zhu, what should I do?"
Xiao Tang, the soldier standing next to Lao Zhu, asked a little impatiently.
Lao Zhu was also worried, and sighed: "I don't know what to do. The fleet's formation may have really reached its endurance limit, and it may collapse, and everyone will die. However, if we release these Wuji
When the doorman comes in, we become lambs to be slaughtered and must die the same way.”
As soon as this was said, no one knew what to say.
At this moment, Mr. Qiu came over and whispered: "I think that even if the Wuji Sect people didn't lie to us, we can't let them in. Let's delay it for a while."
Lao Zhu sighed: "Old man, if we don't let them in, the fleet formation will collapse very quickly without the control of the formation master. We will definitely die. It doesn't matter if we die, but there are still so many people in the fleet, and there will be delays."
Risk, we don’t dare to take this risk!”
From the day they joined the army, their belief in protecting their homeland and country was ingrained in their bones. Lao Zhu and the others could go through life and death, and they could face danger without fear, but they did not dare to risk the lives of so many people on the ship.
After Lao Zhu's words came out, the other soldiers also sighed and their claws became numb.
After all, Mr. Qiu has experienced strong winds and waves. He can see the gains and losses very clearly, but there is a flash of awe in his eyes.
He said solemnly: "The people from Wuji Sect came here to hunt us down. Even if we let them in, the best outcome for us would be to be captured by them.
The worse outcome of being slaves is to kill us all directly. Then, they control the formation, survive the natural disaster safely, and then take the fleet back."
Lao Zhu smiled bitterly and said: "What you always say makes sense, but the problem is that they will not let us delay, and delaying is of little significance. Although I don't understand the formation, I can also see the endurance of the large formation.
When it reaches its limit, a formation master must be in charge of the formation, otherwise, the formation will collapse at any time."
Chapter completed!