Chapter 528

"General, what should we do now?"

The captain wiped a cold sweat and was scared!

This is a fish man and an air raid. The combat effectiveness of the second fleet has lost more than half. What's next?

"The fishermen dare not approach. The scale of the air raid is too small. They have run out of explosives and will not come again! No one can stop the pace of war in the Principality of Qiandao!"

Tristan had blood on his face and injuries on his body.

He was also wounded, though not heavy.

"But..." the captain was worried.

"No, but we have lost so much. We must achieve brilliant results, or we won't go back!"

Tristan raised his sword: "follow me ashore as planned!"

Small boats were released and the soldiers came to the coast.

No fish man, all fish men ran away.

There were no air strikes.

It's normal that there is no ambush. Tristan knows very well that there are not many soldiers in a small emerging city with 10000 people, and the military strength is limited.

He brought five thousand elite. Although there are three thousand left, it is enough to destroy all enemies.

Three thousand elite soldiers went ashore, fully armed, and attacked Beijun.

The captain breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, Beijun is only a small town after all, with no resistance.

It will soon be the of the Thousand Island principality.

After this war, those who survived have made contributions. Be smart and grab more good things. They won't worry about it all their life. Maybe they can enter the upper class

Well, although there is little hope, there is still hope after all.

The ship looked up, picked up the telescope and looked into the distance. I thought I could almost see Beijun?

But suddenly I saw a piece of pink.

More than 20 pigs rushed from afar, causing a micro earthquake.

"It's Warcraft! Don't be afraid, there are only more than 20! Everyone is scattered to avoid being rushed out of the formation! Archers, Musketeers, mages, artillery... Where's the artillery?"

Boom!

The earth suddenly collapsed.

It is not a large-area collapse, but a small area, but there is more than one.

Many places began to collapse, and many soldiers and gunboats fell down.

Never came up again.

I heard a cry I didn't understand, and then a scream.

The soldiers were killed by something unknown. An unknown fear enveloped everyone's heart.

"Don't be afraid, they are dog headed people. They are as timid as mice and dare not come up to fight with us! Gather in teams! Deal with the rushing Warcraft first... What? The dog headed people rushed up?"

Yes, the dog headed man rushed up.

Many, thousands.

They rushed out of the collapse, but not just dog headed people.

And the jackals!

Almost two thousand jackals rushed to three thousand elite soldiers.

The sudden attack disrupted the formation of the soldiers.

They are in chaos!

The reason why human elite soldiers are strong is not because of individuals or even excellent equipment, but because of their cooperation.

Train orderly soldiers, just like a whole.

An ordinary soldier can't beat a jackal, two or three.

But 10 ordinary soldiers with tacit understanding can compete with 10 jackals.

100 words, you can roll;

1000 is slaughter.

But now, these elite soldiers have no way to cooperate and are completely scattered.

Waiting for them will be a tragic fate.

One of the jackals was especially tall, wearing a complete set of steel armor and carrying a battle axe. No one could stop it. It was more terrible than a two-story pink pig!

"Everyone close up, defense formation! Archers, Musketeers, mages and soldiers are outside. They will fight to death!" Tristan gritted his teeth and ordered.

The pink arrived.

Regardless, they rushed forward and scattered the troops just about to gather again.

Tristan's eyes were red.

He knew that he had failed this time and shouted, "retreat! Get back on the ship!"

The disabled soldiers retreated quickly. The soldiers who ran for their lives had strength and burst out with unprecedented potential.

Don't mention the dog headed man, but more than half of them escaped from the hunting of the jackals!

In this case, running fast is not important, as long as you run faster than others.

After all, the jackals did not receive professional training. When they caught up with one person, they began to attack desperately. They had no consciousness of encircling and leaving them all.

The warship is not far away.

It's going to be in range soon.

Once they get into the gun range of the warship, they have enough cover and can survive.

Suddenly, a cavalry came from a distance and cut off their retreat.

There are not many cavalry, not even a hundred, but they are all elite.

The first is an existence no worse than Tristan.

What stops is not the way back, but the hope of life.

"Tristan, it's over. You have no way to escape."

Marcus raised his long gun and smiled, "I know you won't surrender... Then fight me... Surrender won't die, charge!"

The Stormtrooper charged like a sword, invading the battlefield and attacking the jackals, pink pigs and dog headed people in the rear.

Someone surrendered, threw away their weapons and knelt on the ground.

Then more.

There were thousands of elite soldiers alive, but they surrendered one after another.

Those who didn't surrender died.

In the end, Tristan was the only one left.

"I thought I would die, but I thought I would die in Lancelot's hands, not you, Marcus. Like many people, I despise you and think you have tarnished the honor of knights... You're not decent."

Tristan took a deep breath, but his heart fell into peace.

The war is over, but the battle that belongs to him has just begun.

"Marcus, Knight duel!"

Tristan picked up his long gun: "whether I win or lose, I will die here, but if you kill me, I ask you to send my body back. All you need is a boat to let me return to my hometown with Haifeng and return to the world... I don't want to die in this evil place!"

"Storm island is not a place of sin, but a place of rebirth and hope. Well, you won't understand, sentimental knight. In fact, I always think you should be a musician, not a soldier... War doesn't belong to you. You're not a qualified commander, Tristan."

Marcus raised the silver gun: "in the name of the knight, as you wish!"

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The second warship of the first fleet, command room.

A boy like a porcelain doll was full of fear, as if he had seen a ghost.

He opened his mouth into a shape of 0. Looking at the flagship submerged by the fisherman, he set off a storm in his heart.

The flagship was blown in two by one shot!

Hundreds of crew members were poked thousands of holes by fishmen!

Uncle Bedwell, the loyal knight of his father, was strung into a baking string by a super giant fish man with a 30 foot long steel gun. At the same time, there were also the first mate and second mate of the flagship, as well as seven or eight crew members!

The flagship is over.

The first fleet is completely over!

"I knew, I knew, I knew brother Gaowen was not easy to mess with! I knew he was not easy to mess with since I was a child! You didn't listen! Is it over?"

He has a flat mouth and wants to cry.

Why do you think brother Gaowen is easy to bully?

Don't you know that brother Gawain always pretends?

"What can I do now!"

He was so angry that he thought why didn't he retreat?

"Prince sville, I always think that you are the third smartest of all princes and princesses, second only to your highness and Princess Catherine. But you are too young. You have witnessed the real war for the first time. You don't know the power struggle and conspiracy in the world. It's much more terrible than your little cleverness."

A hand fell on his head, The sound is flat: "No one knows that Gao Wen is pretending, but everyone thinks that if a person pretends to be a dandy for a long time, he will become a real dandy. Coupled with some fear after all, no one dares to really take Gao Wen, just want him to live and die... At this point, Gao Wen is beyond everyone's expectation. He is smarter than everyone thinks. It's amazing."

Sville looked up at the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared, like a frightened little rabbit: "count of the north? Uncle Drake, why are you here!"

"I've always been here, but no one knows."

The count of the North's hand left sville's head.

He looked at the slowly sinking flagship, the old shark mouth that quickly sank to the bottom of the sea, Gawain and Vivian, who had disappeared long ago, shook his head gently and sighed with infinite emotion: "her son is as smart as her... Sville, you should learn from Gawain. It's no use being smart. Or learn from Princess Catherine and resolutely don't participate?"

The count of the North was in a trance.

She has seven children, four sons and three daughters.

Prince William, the oldest "golden Earl", is a great soldier. He sits on the richest gold island, but he is not smart enough and far from the big tolerance.

Princess Cristo, the "harvest lady", joined the agricultural church when she was very young as a bargaining chip to win over the agricultural church. As a result, she is now deeply trapped and has become the top level of the agricultural church. Instead, she is farther and farther away from the pandragon family.

Prince Robert, the Viscount of North Island, is so mediocre that he has no sense of existence.

"Fairy Princess" Princess Catherine, who has half of the spirit blood and inherited the peace of mind of the spirit family, went to the spirit forest near the sand island to learn from the great Druid. Even if the Archduke ordered this time, she didn't come back, I'm afraid it was inspired by the great Druid.

Little princess Sophia is still young and much loved. Although she is very smart, I'm afraid she has no chance to continue to grow.

After all, the most suitable candidates for the next Archduke are Gawain and sville.

Sville is younger than Gavin.

But Gawain was exiled.

If in a few years, when sville grows up, the situation may be very different.

However, there is no if.

"Uncle Drake, what should we do now? Attack or retreat, I listen to you!"

Sville was still smart and keenly aware of something wrong.

The sudden appearance of the count of the North was premeditated for a long time and was related to the war.

But sville didn't say anything.

Now he can only be a child who knows nothing and places everything on the count of the north.

In this way, he can live better.

"What a clever boy."

The count of the North fondly touched sville's head and looked into the distance. That was the direction in which Gawain and Vivian disappeared: "the fleet will stand by... The center of this war has never been the three fleets, but the two of them!"

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