In the end, the people from Silver Wisland sent two makeup artists instead of one.
Although Fang Yu couldn't figure out what the Silver Wislan people were causing, the cold-eyed makeup artist gave the order, and for some reason, Shesta actually took the initiative and pressed him to death.
in one's own position.
Fang Yu immediately realized that it must be an order from a certain ship officer. But with his small arms and legs, there was no way he could have any luck under the suppression of the maid.
He had no choice but to look at the makeup artist in front of him in a strange way, but she carefully held his forehead with one hand, raised his eyebrows with an eyebrow pencil, and frowned slightly, reminding him: "
Be serious and don't act like a child."
Fang Yu was startled, and hurriedly put his expression back, and sat upright and obediently as if by reflex. But then he remembered that this was on his own ship, and the other party was not Miss Attila. What was he afraid of?
When the two little girls Tian Lan and Ai Xiaoxiao saw this scene, they had already hugged each other and laughed, and even burst into tears from laughter. Fang Yu glared at the two of them angrily before getting ready.
Open your mouth to refute.
But the make-up artist took the first step and lightly pressed on his forehead, blocking Fang Plover's words back. He looked around and then showed a satisfied look:
"The foundation is actually pretty good. With a little polish, it should still be quite popular with girls. If you design your personal image well, you will have a lot of female fans."
Fang Yu was confused when he heard this - what did he want that thing for?
"Learning personal image management is also a part of becoming a star recruiter." In the projection on the side, Bai Xue put a hand on his chin and commented on him: "At this stage, don't you still want to keep a low profile?"
"Fancy." Fang Yu said angrily.
The make-up artist brought a mirror over and let him take a look. Fang Yu saw that his image in the mirror had indeed improved a lot - of course he originally thought it was good - and then he calmed down some of his dissatisfaction and said:
"It's inexplicable. It's not like I have a live broadcast mission like you. Why are you doing this now that the battle is going on?"
"Creating a hero, of course?"
Bai Xue rolled her eyes: "What else do you think?"
"What?"
At this time, a low cry came from the distance.
Fang Plover's attention was immediately attracted and he looked in that direction.
I saw Sylvester walking out of the captain's room, and another makeup artist followed behind her. Even Siesta couldn't help but be slightly startled when she saw her young lady's appearance at this moment, and Fang Yu opened her mouth wide.
Looking in that direction, he blinked, thinking for a moment that he had recognized the wrong person.
Is that still my own ship officer lady?
Fang Yu almost thought he saw a bright moon in the sky, which eclipsed everything around him, like a fluorescent light——
It seemed like a quiet moonlight, pouring over the silver forest. Between the thorns, a quiet princess slept. Pure roses grew from the sharp thorns, with lowered eyelids.
, with gently trembling eyelashes.
Normally, Miss Ship Officer is already as beautiful as a celestial being, but now her eyes are even brighter and her teeth are as bright as the moonlight, and her every frown and smile are touching.
She looked at Fang Plover and smiled slightly, her affectionate gaze seemed to make the whole world brighter, so there were birds singing and the fragrance of flowers in the dark forest, the stream was flowing, and the quiet moonlight wandered among the woodland, reflecting the elegance
The stag, with its slender antlers, stands beside its mate.
Fang Yu swallowed a mouthful of saliva and quickly wiped it with a blushing face - fortunately, it didn't leak out and no one saw his movements. Even Bai Xue was dumbfounded. She was also a woman, but she was still pounding.
Ran was moved, and quickly pressed her hand on her heart, almost thinking that she had the same sexual orientation problem as that woman.
But fortunately, everything is just an illusion.
Bai Xue pressed her heart hard to calm down her pounding heart, and glanced at Fang Pulver with a complex expression, thinking how many people would envy his luck in the future.
The makeup artist next to Fang Yu walked over, said a few words to his assistant, then looked at Sylvide as if he were appreciating a piece of art, and said softly to her: "Very good, you can stand there later."
Behind him, but don’t pass him, understand?”
Sylvester glanced in this direction, blinked her long eyelashes playfully, and nodded with a smile.
"Even I'm a little excited." The makeup artist sighed.
But this was just an episode before the war.
From Charter City to Alton, the chosen ones on the ground were gathering in small groups, with large swathes of snowflakes floating in the sky. They passed through the knee-deep snow and through the woods, gradually converging into a group.
A huge team.
The starry night is about to pass, and dawn is already ahead. The deep purple sky is faintly revealed between the branches of the trees. The members of the Northland Howl Guild walking through the woodland are looking up at the top of their heads, watching the bends in the field of vision.
The sky. Pieces of silver sails broke out of the clouds and cut through the night, like three torrents, converging forward.
The flickering red lights were like three flowing rivers of light in the darkness. They were clearly separated and formed into three horizontal arrays.
Just like the holy sword in Malan's hand, the War Lady drew the sword forward to guide her warriors in the direction. The shimmering blade parted the darkness and split a faint white line on the horizon.
There was silence in the darkness. The dawn light reflected into everyone's eyes, and the white mist rising when people breathed joined together. The light was reflected in the depths of the dark pupils, like the end of a deep tunnel.
See the light of hope.
There is the end of the forest. In front of it is the endless snowfield. Beyond the ruins of Charter City, fertile fields and wetlands, ahead is the place of decisive battle; the fortifications on the horizon are the defense line of the Crow Claw Temple, which was originally used to fight against the dragon beasts.
, now standing in front of the chosen ones - fluttering flags, rustling in the wind, with gray ravens on the black background. The army of gray knights is gathering, with spears like a forest, strong and sturdy.
The shield is like a wall.
The selectors stopped, and many flags were displayed on the edge of the forest, side by side, with different colors, different symbols and emblems. They came from different alliances, guilds, groups and teams, and even
It's a person——
People exhaled gently, and the intertwined white mist seemed to form a mist net. They took off their cloaks and drew their weapons. A unified public channel was established, more and more people joined, and the list on the communication column continued.
Scroll down and the scroll bar gradually becomes a line.
People with commanding abilities, talents and skills are automatically connected to the military channel, and are highlighted as commanders of different regions, middle and lower-level non-commissioned officers and backbones, heralds and captains of forward reconnaissance units. The lists are collected one by one.
They stood up and divided into twelve columns, hundreds of detachments, and thousands of combat groups.
People automatically enter their own channel, report to the nearest commander, and connect to the command system to gain team benefits. Rangers and magicians are gathered together and formed into several strike groups. Although the battlefield is a mess
There was silence, but the two warring parties were actually ready.
The war is about to break out.
Fang Plover put away his telescope, and the dots of firelight in the darkness had divided several areas. The sky was getting brighter little by little, and the snowfield was gradually visible, turning into a light blue.
It's just that the vast distance on the ground looks extremely narrow from the sky. The defense line of the Crow's Claw Temple seems to be separated from the forest where the Chosen Ones are by a thin line, right next to each other. As long as you cross that line of defense, there is behind it.
Traveler's Swamp.
The Crow Claw Temple has established three lines of defense based on this. The current line is the strongest. It was originally used to fight against the dragon beast army, but the commanders of Elpaxin's army on this line of defense
, now under the control of the Shadow Man, causing the entire army to fall to the side of the Dark Saints.
After crossing this line of defense, the second line of defense established based on several villages and fortresses in the north of Elpaxin was much weaker. As long as they broke through the first line of defense, the second line of defense would not be a problem.
At best, the Crow's Claw Temple can only delay the Chosen One through this line of defense.
Further forward, they are already under the city of Elpaxin, where their main enemies are the Gray Knights and city guards who remain in the city, and may even include the Silver Wind Knights whose attitude is unclear.
The combat plan has already been distributed to everyone through the command channel.
"There were two shadow fleets that arrived at the battlefield first, but the number was smaller than we expected, roughly equivalent to us."
"But this is only a relatively small part of their fleet in the sky above the northern border at this moment. Its main flagship has not been observed. It should be a vanguard fleet."
"Our mission is simple..."
"The goal is to reach the city of Elpaxin, so the focus of the battle is always to cover the advance on the ground."
"We must hold back the Shadow Man's huge fleet so that it has no time to think about anything else and cannot support the battle on the ground."
"But protracted fighting is not conducive to us. We must start and end the battle as soon as possible, form a local advantage before the opponent's reinforcements arrive, and force the opponent to turn this air battle into a classic fueling tactic."
"The Shadowmen's aerial ships have powerful firepower. Our best option for engaging them is to engage in close combat, using the main fleet as cover to break into their defense lines and directly engage in hand-to-hand combat with the opponent -"
"Of course, the next battle will be very difficult, but we must do it."
Bai Xue's projection in the communication crystal looked at everyone.
There was silence in the communication channel. Although the combat plan did not sound complicated, no one had an accurate answer as to whether it could be achieved.
Of course, Fang Yu now also understands that not every silhouette figure is as powerful as the one he saw in Xia Jin Tower, and that has something to do with the souls they possess.
And according to Xing, there are not many real shadow people. They are used to controlling constructs to fight, and they sound more like a group of alchemists.
But even so, they don't have an absolute advantage - their only advantage lies in the elite reserve brigade of the Silver Forest Spear, Silver Vislan and Jeflett Red Team.
There are two Silver Forest Spears, three Silver Wislans, plus two from the Jefflite Red Team, a total of seven reserve brigades, plus elite personnel selected from the major guilds.
, can bring together a considerable force.
There are close to ten brigades and battle groups, and almost hundreds of Aitaria's first-line elite selectors. When placed in hand-to-hand combat, they are indeed an indestructible sword.
However, boarding warfare is also the most brutal form of fighting in the air and sea. Although it is highly efficient, the casualty rate is also astonishingly high.
Even if they can win once, how can they win again and again?
Faced with a steady stream of reinforcements, even if the three guilds of the Silver Forest Spear and Silver Vislan did not hesitate to do anything, even regardless of the loss of their own elite brigade, no matter how sharp the blade is, it will eventually break.
It sounded more like a desperate charge, a race against time.
How long can they hold on?
No one can give an answer.
But people only understand one thing, that is, they must persist, because once the battle in the sky is decided, the Shadow Man's fleet will kill the Chosen Legion on the ground without restraint.
In the silence, Bai Xue asked softly:
"Do you all understand?"
Everyone nodded without hesitation.
The fleet is unfolding——
The fleets of Silver Veslan and Silver Forest Spear spread out into a huge array in the dim sky like fish scales.
The sailboats exposed their sides one after another, and among the black muzzles, the Shadowmen's fleet spurted out angry flames in one step. The brilliance of magic also lit up the final night at that moment.
A sound like rolling thunder caused the selectors on the ground to raise their heads one after another and look at the scene happening in the air - it was a huge trident, and the one rushing at the front was exactly
Argent Veslan's fleet.
The intertwined flames, golden and emerald light, flashed across the light purple sky, occasionally passing through the clouds, like falling meteor showers.
Dazzling firelight bloomed from time to time above the clouds, and the light spots were distributed at both ends of the sky. In the first round of firefight, the sailboat of the Shadow Man and Silver Veslan was shot and caught fire.
In the eyes of people on the ground, the commander of the Silver Veslan side was undoubtedly a bit clumsy, because the silver windships neither occupied a favorable position nor even tried to seize the upper hand of the Shadowman fleet...
They just rushed straight towards the huge gap, braving the opponent's intensive artillery fire, as if they were trying to block the Shadow Man's fleet in it.
But they perfectly blocked the front of the Shadow Man's fleet.
At both ends of the clouds, people finally saw the two golden threads passing through the clouds, and the other two spear tips of the trident approaching quickly towards the flanks of the Shadow Man fleet.
What flickered on and off was the navigation light hanging on the bow of the ship.
The selectmen looked at this scene in stunned silence.
They seemed to have traveled through vast time, standing on the rough sea, staring at the silver sail wall at Trafalgar centuries ago.
The fleet, with its indomitable momentum, formed two fronts, rushed towards the main fleet of the French army, which had formed a horizontal formation, and passed straight past.
That is history repeating itself.
They want to cut off the Shadow Man's fleet——
That commander was simply crazy.
But that is unparalleled courage.
Two sharp knives were inserted directly into the formation of the Shadow Man fleet.
Everyone who watched this scene was filled with emotions that were difficult to calm down. The bone-piercing icy wind in the north was unable to calm the boiling blood in their hearts at this moment.
At the edge of the forest, the commanders stopped and looked at each other. This was this moment. This was their best chance to launch an attack. There was no need to wait any longer. They could no longer waste everyone in that fleet.
They fight for every minute and every second.
The herald raised his horn.
Every scratch on the antler trombones covered with vicissitudes of life came from unknown battles. They fought against ever-changing enemies on the battlefield in the north. Today's allies,
Maybe tomorrow's enemy.
But how can the struggle for power and the disputes with one's own people compare to the common emotions in everyone's hearts at this moment. That is a battle that truly belongs to them. After this battle, everyone will no longer be anonymous.
The long sound of the horn reaches straight into the sky.
Everyone in the live broadcast room held their breath——
They silently watched the lines of text that appeared in the barrage, telling them an ancient story from the past, as if it had brought about that disaster from before time.
Aitaria is no longer the peaceful and quiet world of the past. This star gate opened to mankind is conveying a true message to everyone at this moment.
Disaster will quietly sweep everything away, and all the good things they know in this world will be reduced to ashes in the sea of fire. Can they watch this happen?
Su Changfeng asked Wandering Ma'er to give everyone a choice.
But the result of the choice has actually already occurred.
When people looked at the two bright golden lines in the clouds, piercing the shadow man's fleet, they listened to the melodious trumpet sound, echoing in the sky above the battlefield.
That shining flag, as well as the faith and goodwill in people's hearts, have already closely linked the destinies of the two worlds.
Aboard the Seven Seas Traveler——
Fang Yu looked at the surging waves on the ground, and for a moment he felt a little inexplicable. The selfishness of the chosen one might have disappeared at this moment.
Human beings may have various shortcomings, but they can be united after all, and everything in the past is not impossible to recreate. He raised his head, the ice wind and cold rain passed through the side of the ship, blowing his hair, and the dark clouds in front of him
The shadow is getting closer.
On his left and right flanks were the fleets of Jeffrite's red-coated team. They used to be enemies in the past, but at this moment, they unanimously chose to fight side by side.
"Ed."
"Be careful, they might open fire on us."
Baggins put his hand on his shoulder.
Fang Yu looked at the Shadowman's floating ship that was crossing his field of vision, with the thorns protruding from the pitch-black hull almost clearly visible, and nodded slightly.
A shadow had already floated over their heads. Fang Plover looked up subconsciously, only to find that a sailboat belonging to Jeffrite's red team had already surpassed them.