Far away 40 nautical miles west of Xilin Island, dozens of military ships are moored. At night, each ship carries green and red lanterns on the bow and stern, showing the position of each ship. Look at the appearance of these ships.
Very similar to the ships attacking Xilin Island.
Among the many ships guarding there was a larger ship. Different from the other ships, this ship was brightly lit, with a torch apparently made of magic hung on the bow. The red flames shone with magic in the darkness of the sea and sky.
It is uniquely charming. The sides of the ship are filled with guarding soldiers, most of them are werewolves, and of course there are also orcs.
Suddenly there was a crisp cry in the sky, and the cabin curtain of the big ship was opened, and four people came out one after another. They stared at the sky to search if there was anything in the sky. Suddenly there was a strong wind in the sky, and a huge figure appeared on the big ship among the rolling dark clouds.
Above it, a golden third-order dragon slowly landed on the bow of the ship.
Facing this third-level young dragon that had just entered the wisdom stage, the people on the boat showed enough respect. The leader of the four people, a middle-aged man, saluted the dragon deeply and then carefully approached the dragon's body -
It can be seen that the middle-aged man is very cautious, careful not to let his body appear in front of the dragon's mouth, and he is even more unwilling to let the dragon breathe. Of course, everyone knows that this seemingly ordinary breath can change in an instant.
It will become synonymous with death.
The golden dragon seemed to have no intention of harming people, maybe it just didn't bother to hurt them. The slender dragon's neck leaned forward reservedly, revealing the blue scroll tied under the dragon's neck. The middle-aged man was even more careful.
He untied the scroll, and then took out a ring from the hand of his companion. There was a large bright gem embedded in the middle of the ring. He handed it to the third-level young dragon. The dragon tilted his head and looked at the gem carefully with his huge eyes.
, nodded with satisfaction, stretched out his front paws to grab the gem, his huge body rose into the air, and disappeared into the clouds in the sky after the strong wind.
All the people on the boat let out a long breath in unison. No matter what race they were, no matter what kind of heroes they were, they would be squeezed out of their hearts by the innate momentum in front of the giant dragon.
The four people returned to the house.
The interior of the house was extremely frugal. Except for a huge table in the middle of the open space, the other four walls were empty. The middle-aged man quickly opened the scroll and his eyebrows immediately knitted together. Only when the other three people gathered around did they realize that there were only a few words on the scroll.
: "Amy, Daqingshan will return to Xilin soon, please hurry up."
The middle-aged man quickly walked to the table and leaned over to look at the simulated map of the western sea area of the Eminor continent on the table. On the map, there were five huge red arrows, emanating from the same point, shooting directly towards the western coast of the continent.
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Anyone with a little knowledge of cartography can easily see that this big ship is at the red starting point, and one of the five arrows points to the Lion River Yin of the Xius Empire, and the other three point to the Yang Ai River from the Lion River.
There are three small towns 20 kilometers north of the Mi Empire. The last arrow points to Xilin Island located at Longkou of the Lion River.
"Chief Dahino, I'm very curious about what you are still worried about?" A strong young half-orc stared at the position on the sand table marking Xilin Island, and at this position, four people were clearly used to represent the organization of the 400-man team.
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"Yes," another young werewolf echoed: "As a race chosen by God, after hundreds of years of hard work, we are finally going to start the mission given to us by the true God. Is the patriarch worried that a small island can hinder our progress?
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In the 4th year of the Magical Calendar, as one of the three parties in the early stages of the War of the Gods, several races from the Fascist Continent finally unveiled their mysterious veils to the world for the first time.
The four people in the cabin at this time were Dahino, the patriarch of the largest community of middle-aged humans in the Fascist Continent. He was also the military leader who led an army of 10,000 to carry out a roundabout strategic siege after a frontal attack on the Fascist Continent. According to legend, he was the leader of the young Fascist Continent.
At that time, he was a general of a country in the Eminor continent, but due to violating certain taboos, his family had to flee overseas. It was precisely because of his outstanding leadership that in only 6 years, the north coast of the Fascist continent was once a mess.
Human beings were brought together by him and formed an unprecedented force; the young half-orc was Merlin, the captain of the first brigade of the half-orc United Tribe; the equally young werewolf was Moramon, the leader of the largest werewolf tribe, responsible for commanding this tribe.
7,000 werewolf soldiers participated in the roundabout strategic encirclement for the first time; and the representative of the bearmen who has never spoken out is, like most of his kind, never bothered to participate in discussions. They only believe in one thing: the truth comes from under the fist.
"Do you know what kind of person Amy is?" Dahino asked in a deep voice while pulling out a thick pile of documents from under the table.
"What can someone do?" Moramon was a little impatient. As an orc, he, like most orcs, believed that the fascist continent was given to them by the true god, not by these alien humans. Through countless attacks on human villages,
He always believed that humans are a very pitiful and weak-sighted nation. No matter how strong the warrior is, they cannot resist the attack of the orcs. Facing such a human boss, he has long been displeased. "There are only 400 human soldiers here! Ours
There are more than 1,000 soldiers, and we can occupy this place casually. I suggest we look further ahead and think about how we can deal with the empire's attack in the future."
"Chief, please rest assured. The one who brought this army is Norton, the most outstanding and wise and brave general among our orcs. I believe this tiger will definitely lead..." Merlin tried to ease the conflict between the generals.
"Haha -" Dahino shook his head helplessly: "If Norton is compared to a tiger, then he was originally facing a lion named Horns. Originally, I expected him to rely on his army to compare with human soldiers.
advantages to win this war.
However, after this little fox named Amy came back, the 6-point chance of winning immediately became only 2 points."
"You don't have to look at me like that, you know? Horns is the third heir to the throne of the mountain dwarf tribe, and he is especially famous for his strategies; while Amy is a magic genius who is said to have not appeared in a hundred years. In the Amy Empire and Ha
The Rice Empire has the reputation of Golden Brain (Dahino must have misunderstood at this time, the derogatory connotation of this Golden Brain is far greater than the positive connotation); in addition to the two of them, there are also other people on this small island.
The unheard of Holy Dragon Knight and Skeleton Dragon Knight.
Do you think Norton still has a chance to win?" After a few words, the faces of the other three people suddenly turned ugly.
Two thick volumes of information were slapped on the table. One was written "Analysis of the Power of the A-Class Mercenary Group" and the other was written "Internal Reference Celebrity Information". Moramon spat hard on his finger.
He vomited fluid and opened the "Internal Reference Celebrity Information". The other two young people also gathered around him. As the pages went by, their faces became increasingly ugly.
According to legend, on the other side of the vast sea, the Fascist Continent has always been in disputes and rebellions. Records in national historical databases such as the Eminor Continent and the Frozen Continent all describe how barren this continent is and how the people are simply low-class.
species, etc. Regarding the two existing countries on this continent, most of the descriptions come from hearsay from big businessmen who come and go: whether it is the Keke Alliance or the Orc Alliance, these two countries only exist on paper.
In these two countries, there are often dozens of kings recognized by the people at the same time. They are actually the leaders of each tribe. As long as the tribe has power that will not be easily destroyed, then everyone will recognize your existence as the king.
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Of course, it is not that there are some large tribes who want to establish a separate country. However, it is already very difficult for most races on this continent to remember the names of the two existing countries. Remember one more? This is what the big merchants say.
It is simply unimaginable for the inhabitants of the foreign continent described. Therefore, every time such a proposal or the independence of action has been given, the stubborn brains of the orcs will be beaten back to their original shape.
The fact is exactly the opposite, or to describe it in more accurate language: the foreign continent was indeed like this more than 100 years ago. But in the past 100 years, the big sea elephant has been an extremely huge mask, deeply hiding everything in the foreign continent.
everything.
In the 63rd year of the Red Moon Calendar, during a major tribal conflict between orcs and werewolves, tens of thousands of soldiers were wearing broken armor, holding various weapons, staring with blood-red eyes, breathing hot air, ready to fight and tear apart at all costs.
bite together.
Suddenly the true god descended from the sky. According to historical records at that time, a true god wearing blue armor rode a huge blue wind dragon and descended from the sky. He summoned a huge wind barrier to block the hostile sides and then took him away.
leaders of both sides.
After the leader came back, he got the news: The Fascist Continent is actually the last continent created by the True God. All the people living on this continent are the people of God deliberately selected by the True God. The True God also told them that in this world, there are
There are three kinds of people. In addition to the people of God, the races living in the Eminor Continent and the Frozen Continent are the abandoned people of God - they are the products of God in the early stages of creation, and they are really incomparable to the abilities of the people of God. In addition,
In addition, there is also a race created by the enemies of the true God, whom God calls the Dark Chosen.
When God selected them, he also gave them a sacred mission: to eliminate the dark elects, make the abandoned people slaves of God's people, and let God's people spread to every continent in the world.
Many historians of the Mercenary King believe that this legend can only deceive the ignorant people of the fascist continent. Judging from the situation at that time, no matter who it was, no matter what status it was at that time, it was drawn by the power of God.
When you go to the God Realm and are brainwashed, you will unconditionally believe in the authenticity of this matter.
Afterwards, the True God appeared many times in public on the Fascist Continent, quickly uniting all races on the continent. Under the guidance of God, the orcs were no longer hostile to humans, and were even willing to accept human tribes who had immigrated for more than 10 years to become
Member of the Fascist Continental United Parliament. Humans not only brought population and food consumption to the orcs, they also brought culture, textile smelting and other technologies to the orcs who had been in prehistoric culture.
These human beings who were forced to flee their homeland had already made up their minds to die during the dozens of days of sailing. After receiving good treatment here, more humans slowly accepted a new view: Fascism is the one who survives.
He has completely severed ties with his hometown.
In these seemingly coincidental circumstances, all the fascist continents have been deliberately showing off to the merchants who come to the fascist continent, and while doing business, they continue to send fascist human merchants by ship to other continents.
Doing business and spying on military affairs.
It was not until half a year ago that the Fascist United Council finally made the decision to send 100,000 troops to attack the Eminor continent.
After successive victories against the mercenary empire on the southern front, the fascist high command finally took the necessary steps to divide its forces to fight on the western front and complete the strategic leap.
Seeing that the others had no objections, Dahino called back the guards outside: "Send the order, all the first brigade of the 5,000 reserve team is dispatched, and the target is Xilin Island."
No matter how skillfully the Mercenary King, the Furious Dwarf King, the Black-faced Dragon King, and the Holy Dragon Knight waved their war batons, or how many magical strokes they left in the history of war. In the autumn of Year 4 of the Magical Calendar, these young men
People can still only look at the problem from a tactical perspective. For the entire strategic significance, they are still rookies with eggshells on their tails. When they were dumbfounded and even complacent about easily annihilating more than 50 Ursines, 3 times
The above enemies are rushing towards them day and night, and the four comprehensive combat squadrons that successfully captured the territory of the two empires during the same period have also received orders to allocate 1/4 of their troops to complete the siege of Xilin Island along the Lion River.