A dust hasn’t come to take a stand yet, and a weeping sister spoke first. "Ah Yi, you think this is not right. The overlord Tuoba Xie, the president of the gods, is a dominant figure with great talents. If he wins the myth this time, he will have the influence on the strength of every main city in China and every town, and those rare materials at the bottom of the sea will be exposed one day. At that time, he is bound to control his vicious and vicious personality. If we don’t attach to the gods, we will be wiped out …"
"Cough cigarette Luo girl, are you under the psychological shadow of cruel Tuoba evil? The somebody else a new palace level chief giant god China area all the people admire the unbeaten god of war. How did the positive image get to you? There is nothing left except that everyone spurns the butcher temperament. I’m curious. Madam, the head of the Second World War this year, are you helping China fight Japan or helping Japan fight China? "Asked a dusty face.
"This problem will be discussed again when Tuoba evil retires." The hookah rose smiled and suddenly lost her mind.
"It means that Tuoba evil will be forever in the Great Japanese Empire. Well, it seems that it is really a shadow. This is a disease that can be cured …"
"Don’t bullshit about the distance! Dust dragon day, do it! Don’t let darling down! " On the dark wounds during the instant shouted.
The two men solemnly nodded to each other, jumping left and right, and a small diving boat on both sides of the flagship sank into the deep sea.
A quarter of an hour later, two huge explosions crashed and exploded in the sea area of Lan Bing Port. Two monstrous lang elephants suddenly rushed up from the sea, and the two Montenegro connected with the sky and the sea flew hundreds of feet higher.
The strong shock wave generated by the explosion spread rapidly, wreaking havoc on the hull of dozens of huge warships berthed. Immediately, several fine cracks appeared in the hull, and the human eyes almost caught it at a speed of fragmentation and scattered into a pile of broken wood and rotten boards …
"Shit … what’s the matter?"
Even Indra could not hold on for a long time. He stared at the screen with wide eyes and hurriedly switched perspectives. Sure enough, the two naval enemy aircraft carriers were rolling huge blisters on the sea surface and slowly sinking. The explosion was obviously detonated by the explosion point in the center of the two aircraft carriers.
Although the defensive ability of these two Westeros’ peak products of science and technology is abnormal, the two explosions that overturned the 10,000-meter sea area only distorted their hull armor, but the impact produced by the explosions was enough to destroy the core power plant of the huge ship.
Qin Shiyue’s mouth twitched sharply, and his face was as perfect as a sculpture. He wanted to shout and scold, but it was difficult to express his pent-up resentment.
When the aftermath of the explosion subsided, there were many small black spots on the distant sea. As it got closer and closer, Indra and Qin Shiyue finally saw that it was a simple ship with few guns.
The angle of view is closer, and the pirate flag embroidered with skulls is raised one after another. The first decent flagship ship, the black flag, is raging in the wind-the shrine!
Pirates of the sea!
Actually, they always despise pirates!
How did they infiltrate into the waters blocked by the mythical allied forces and sink the heavy armored ship?
Indra shook his head with a wry smile and looked mournful. "It should be a small diving boat full of black powder. Maybe there are other ways, but it doesn’t matter. I went to Wangtu …"
"Oh, my God …" Qin Shiyue looked at Indra’s eyes and turned decisively, as if he had lost the focus. "What about these pirates?"
It’s said that Indra’s heavenly heart is gradually sinking, and it’s just less than 30,000 pirates. It’s ok to make a sneak attack. It’s the ultimate they can do to successfully blow up a heavy armored ship. Now they are facing the myth that the sea is covered with long-range heavy firepower. What wind can the Coalition fleet set off?
Qin Shiyue really lost his heart. He can’t see the situation clearly. Although he has been hit hard one after another, he still has a mythical advantage.
He’s no longer the double dragon god who planned to win the war in the past.
How big is Tuoba evil’s shadow on him that can make him lose his head in the overwhelming war?
"Don’t worry about a group of pirates. It’s nothing more than cruising outside the sea covered by fleet artillery to engage in harassment and sneak attack."
Say Indra Day strode out of the hall and threw off a fixed-point scroll to set the coordinates and flew to Wangtu headquarters fortress.
The myth of the war of the gods is not that he is willing to go to war, because the world is attacking the gods. This is a war that has no chance to reverse from outsiders.
He has never liked this kind of dominant war.
Although the so-called advantage is being gradually eroded by Tuoba evil, although Qin Shiyue’s poor performance disappointed him, it cannot be denied that the gods did not win the war at the beginning, and there was no chance for equal dialogue between myths, which he did not like
He is the Emperor Indra, once the god of war, the night rain and the wind were flowing, and he was beautiful and peerless. Although the glory of the Emperor became dim after the overlord Tuoba was born, he still had his pride!
And now sniper tuoba evil tuoba evil fair world war I is his real desire.
Win the glory of the Emperor of Heaven and the eternal myth!
Lose yourself, ignore interest disputes, float away with beauty, and be a pair of handsome people!
Yaner, I hope this battle can make you feel better!
Wang Tu fortress Chengtou, his eyes passed by, and he was already in a state of vegetation. Wang Tu, the congregation, then looked up at what was on his mind in heaven, and that was all.
Chapter DiYiYiSiLiu samurai to break the enemy!
The southern line of King’s Landing was placed high hopes by Qin Shiyue. The third-line army took a hundred steps to fly swords, and Fengshen led a million troops to land in the ice floe port of Leizecheng. After landing, it was almost the speed of cavalry all the way north, and soon it reached the desperate wasteland just a hundred miles away from King’s Landing.
The vast wasteland is full of sparse trees that have been weathered and corroded by years, and the exposed surface is grayish brown sandstone. Ma Pingchuan is very suitable for rapid marching.
A hundred paces of flying swords and reined in. "If we want to speed up, we will definitely sweep away the decline and take King’s Landing!"
"And they were afraid to …" Bullying and opening your mouth to speak out was immediately swallowed back by the boss Fengshen at the first stare.
The hundred paces fly sword looks cold in the eye and laughs. "What a Tuoba evil can go against the sky?" Don’t worry, all the 34 masters of the God Destroying Mercenary Group have entered Wangtu, and even the Emperor of Heaven has gone. What’s to worry about! "
Fengshen nodded perfunctorily. Anyway, he has no way out. Now it depends on luck. If Indra sits in Wangtu fortress and still falls, he can accept his fate.
The idea just went around in Fengshen Tianxin, and suddenly the shock was clear. When he looked up, he saw that there was no wind, and the wasteland was covered with dust and fine sand, but it seemed to be raging by strong winds.