The flames had risen to the main deck, and the thick smoke gradually obscured his vision. Fang Pulmon felt that the deck under his feet was shaking, making an overwhelming sound, as if it would separate and scatter at any time. Fortunately, it was only about to happen, because other ships
It had already been put into practice. He looked into the distance through the gap in the billowing smoke, and saw that there was only one ship, the Napele, which was in a similar condition to theirs, and it was moving forward wrapped in flames.
Flames emerged from the holes in the Napele's hull, from the lift cabin, the gun deck, the captain's room, from everywhere, and then amidst a burst of earth-shattering explosions, it was probably the high temperature that detonated the magic weapon.
With the main core crystal on the guidance engine, the Napel broke in two and slowly sank.
After a murmur of rustling sounds in the squadron channel, a voice came: "The Napele broke away from the formation." It was the voice of the old captain. Fang Plover's impression of him was that he was calm, calm, and experienced.
It is said that the captain once participated in the Battle of Byrne and served as a transporter during that tragic war. He was also the only person in their fleet who had ever had close contact with the war.
"I hope he still has Xinghui..." Fang Yu thought to himself, and then gently took off the communication crystal. He turned around. Six Shadows was there, swallowing a small mouthful of saliva, and whispered to everyone on the deck:
"We are the only ones left..." The voice was slightly uncertain, as if to say that in fact they wouldn't last long and would soon follow in the footsteps of the Napel and even other ships.
The remaining people on the ship gathered on the deck, including Hongye, Kaka, Liuying, the craftsman named Xia Yue, and a few familiar faces, all of whom Fang Plover could call. Except for the aboriginal sailors.
Except, the remaining ones are all the selected people, a total of seventeen people. As for the others, they have been wiped out in the previous artillery fire. The fire is getting bigger and bigger, and even the main deck is scorched and black. They are more like a group of people in an oven.
There was no one in the cabin below the quail waiting for death. The flames gradually climbed to the mast and ignited the sails. The ship lost power and direction, and slowly fell diagonally downwards along a slightly curved route.
But their mission has been completed. Xia Yue raised her head and counted the fleet that covered the sky, passing over their heads like a swarm of bees. There was an earth-shattering sound coming from behind the dark ship silhouette on the port side.
The flash of the explosion passed through the gap between the ships and caught everyone's eyes. Although they couldn't see what happened there, it was undoubtedly a big battle.
"At least we attracted enough of their attention." Liuying whispered. "No, we deceived them." Hongye shook her head and corrected her.
They attracted the Shadow Man's fleet to open up near the main formation, or in other words, the main fleets of Silver Vislan and Silver Forest Spear found a weak point in this dense formation, but that weak point was just an illusion.
, given the disparity in military strength between the Shadow Man and them, it simply does not exist.
It's just that when the Silver Veslan and the Silver Forest Spear and even the Chosen fleet on the entire battlefield launch an assault on that 'gap', the choice comes to the Shadow Man's side. When the enemy exposes the fragile tactical link in front of you.
At this time, can you suppress the impulsive instinct in your heart, or choose a balance between completely destroying the enemy and temporarily retreating?
The better the commander, the easier it is to seize fleeting fighter opportunities on the battlefield, and the easier it is to fall into this trap. That is the classic battle where pants N reaches the top.
What Fang Yu was betting on was that Bai Xue must also be very aware of that battle, and must be able to understand his intentions and seize this fleeting opportunity created by them. As for the shadow man who has been dormant for thousands of years,
There is a high probability that he has never heard of or seen similar tactics. He doesn't know what a thousand years means to the shadow people, but judging from their dull response, the passage of time should also have an impact on these creatures.
'has meaning.
It seems that their chances of success, if not very high, are at least there.
On the battlefield, some luck is required, and there is no 100% certainty. The best commanders are excellent gamblers. They are calm and calm, and can still suppress their emotions at the last moment before the outcome is decided.
At least judging from the results, they seemed to have succeeded, or at least half of the success came from the first half of this tactic. Although this was not due to him, but to the genius of the 'omniscient one' whom they had never met.
Creativity.
But that's not important.
When the opponent's commander decides to invest troops on the frontal battlefield and set a trap, many things have been decided. The bright fireworks are just a reflection of the situation on the battlefield at this moment:
A huge vortex has been formed. It is like a ruthless meat grinder, constantly devouring the troops invested by both sides. It is true that the 'control' of this meat grinder is in the hands of the shadow man.
The losses on the side of the chosen ones are far greater than the losses on the shadow people's side. At this rate, the shadow people will soon win.
A clean, no-nonsense victory.
But this also means that they cannot retreat, because once they disperse their superior forces, the advantages they originally gained will be lost, and both sides will return to an equal position. Not only that, the situation on the battlefield has entered a
In a brand new stage, they are fighting together inextricably. If they easily retreat or change their original decisions, what kind of results will result may be unknown to both parties.
This is the magic of battle. It is ever-changing and has never a predetermined result. Even for the side with absolute advantage, it must be dealt with carefully. For the commanders of both sides, there is only one choice left at this moment.
, that is, continue to invest the chips in your hand until one party completely loses everything.
War has always been a zero-sum game.
But this vortex is exactly what the Chosen Ones need. They are like firewood that is continuously thrown into the heart of the furnace. The Chosen Ones choose to use themselves as fuel at this moment, allowing the reactions in the heart of the furnace to continue.
Go down.
Until the moment they all turn to ashes.
The clouds below were being torn apart by the morning light, revealing the snowy winter land. What caught Fang Plover's field of vision was an advancing black line. The Chosen Ones were overflowing the right bank of the Moss River, drowning like a tide.
There are dots of fortresses there.
At the end of the attacking front, the morning fog dissipated, revealing the flat Behemoth Road. The core of Elpaxin's floating city towering above the clouds was already revealed above the horizon.
Maybe it’s time to seize victory. Unfortunately, for everyone on this boat, they may not be able to see that. It’s not certain how many of them will survive. Everyone is silently counting themselves.
Most of the few remaining Xinghui were killed more than once in this battle.
For Fang Plover, this is especially a headache.
How many stars does he have left?
"It's a pity that the camera on the main fleet cannot overcome many obstacles, even if it gives us a final close-up," Kaka sighed: "As we all know, as long as no one knows about your achievements, or not many people know about it, then it will
It doesn’t exist.”
"How could it not exist? As long as we defeat the Shadow Man, all the sacrifices we have made will be worth it. Wait..." Liu Ying's eyebrows suddenly stood up and he said angrily: "Don't look at me with that look.
!”
Kaka looked at this silly and sweet girl with a pityful look, then she got a hit on her stomach and bent down with a groan.
"Deserved it."
Everyone couldn't help but have a common idea in their hearts.
"The fifth round of attacks is coming!" Xia Yue, who had been watching the sky above the sailboat, suddenly said.
The two Shadow Man hunting fleets were still following their tracks, and they never gave up even after the Napele sank.
"They are climbing. They may have seen that we are about to sink, and they are not going to waste firepower on us..." Others also looked in that direction and said.
Some people also said: "That was no longer the fifth round of attacks, it was already the sixth round of attacks..."
But Fang Plover raised his hand to silence the others.
The Clockwork Goblin he released had already seen clearly. Above the Shadowmen's fleet, the black muzzles were indeed aimed in this direction, and on the fire deck, the Nightmare Furnace structure had also reloaded its cannonballs. However,
He thought to himself that the other party really shouldn't pour too much firepower on a sinking ship, unless the other party hated them to the core. However, he seemed to have done nothing significant after breaking into the siege.
In fact, it was quite the opposite. They had been passively being beaten. Due to the gap in artillery range, they could not even fight back.
However, through the Clockwork Fairy passing through the smoke, Fang Plover quickly saw more scenes. Behind the heavy smoke, a shadow man's battleship was slowly crossing over.
He suddenly realized the Shadow People's intentions, raised his goggles, and shouted to the others: "Be careful, there is a Shadow People's battleship ahead, we may collide with it!"
A bold idea suddenly came to Fang Yu's mind. He closed his mouth and couldn't help but look at Hongye beside him. The other party had obviously thought of similar things at the same moment. His eyes met with his, and he nodded slightly.
Just the other people on the boat? Hongye seemed a little hesitant and couldn't help but look at the aboriginal sailors. What should these sailors do after they leave?
But the other party seemed to understand what she and Fang Plover were thinking at that moment. A bosun-looking man stood up and said: "Everyone, if you have any ideas, please go ahead and do it. You are just staying here with me."
This ship just perished together."
He paused for a moment and then said: "Don't worry about us, let us live and die with this ship. Now... is not the time to hesitate about this."
"You..." Hongye was stunned for a moment.
What she wants to ask is, are you willing to believe us and believe some chosen ones?
Having experienced all this together, this question seems a bit redundant.
But Fang Piao just glanced at the other party silently, and then nodded to him. "The ship is left to you, boatswain."
"It's my pleasure, Mr. Captain." The boatswain put his hand on his left shoulder and saluted him with the etiquette of people at sea.
Fang Yu turned around and gently put his hand on his control glove, "Do you still remember our previous tactics?" His question was directed at the selectors, and his voice was surprisingly calm: "
Everyone, let us give each other a little surprise to help Bai Xue and the others buy some time."
"Wait, what do you mean..." someone said.
But Fang Yu only stared ahead, and reminded him intently: "Be careful, the shadow man won't let us get close easily."
The bloody bow of the ship is separating from the smoke on the battlefield, making the scene behind it appear in everyone's field of vision. It is none other than a shadow man's battleship, majestically crossing the ship, in a melee.
It cut into their route from the front.
Its towering shadow immediately covered the tallest mast of the sailboat. The side of the Shadow Man aeroplane was almost like a huge wall pressed against it, coming into everyone's field of vision. It was larger than anything they had seen before.
A shadowman's sailboat is much more spectacular. "It's so big..." Six Shadows murmured to themselves and couldn't help but take a breath of air.
When she first saw the Red Queen, the flagship of the Jefrit Red Team, in Port Giant, she also felt a similar contrast that made her feel very small.
"Be careful!" The next moment someone screamed, and was drowned out by a violent explosion. The shadow man's hunting fleet above finally opened fire. They obviously didn't want to see this shabby sailboat hit.
One's own battleship.
But the Six Shadows were still immersed in the previous shock and did not react at all. In other words, the way Kukai fought had exceeded the limit of this poor girl's imagination.
She only watched helplessly as an emerald green flash hit the side of the ship not far from her, then exploded, and a piece of plank flew sideways towards her. Nightingale's reaction was supposed to be extremely fast, not to mention she also had intuitive reflexes.
But these abilities cannot work when the master's mind is blank, unless it is a magical ability similar to the Dark Ritual. When the six shadows blink their eyes at the next moment, everything seems to be too late. Just suddenly, a figure
He flew over and hit her in the middle. Miss Nightingale felt a huge force coming from her and flew out, rolling around on the deck several times.
But after all, she still had professional instincts. She stopped with a backhand and finally came to her senses. She suddenly realized something in her heart. She subconsciously looked in that direction and found Kaka lying there with her eyes closed and her hands still intact.
He was still holding himself in the same position, but there was a piece of wood thorn stuck in his chest, and the blood was gradually smearing out.
"Kaka!" Liuying felt her heartstrings tremble slightly, and for the first time she felt a heart-wrenching feeling. She ignored the scorching heat on the deck and immediately got up and rushed in that direction.
But just halfway through, Kaka raised his hand to stop her, then opened his eyes, stared in this direction, and smiled at her, but the smile was a little bleak: "Fortunately, I made it in time."
"Are you crazy!?" Liuying saw his partner's dark eyes staring at him. For the first time, he didn't feel so disgusted, and even felt a slightly strange feeling.
"I'm not the one who's crazy, help me up quickly." Kaka replied with difficulty.
Liuying didn't dare to ask any more questions, and her face even turned slightly red. She was indeed distracted for a moment, which led to all this.
She only carefully supported her husband to stand up, making him half kneel on the ground. At this moment, the gunfire had completely destroyed the last power of the sailboat, and it was falling rapidly amidst the sound of fragmentation.
The strong wind was passing over the deck, pulling sparks flying backwards. The ship had lost lift and began to fall rapidly. The hull was shaking violently, as if it was about to fall apart at the next moment. Thick smoke also blocked the view in other directions.
Liu Ying didn't even know what happened to the others. She only noticed that her partner was looking up at the sky, and at this moment, a giant shadow was passing over their heads.
That is Shadow Man's battleship.
The sinking of the sailboat caused it to pass by the Shadow Man's battleship and get further and further away. The Shadow Man's plan came into effect, and they even lost the last chance to hit the Shadow Man's battleship head-on.
But another tiny chance still exists...
Kaka suddenly recalled what Fang Plover had said before. He coughed and whispered: "Six shadows, I count one, two, three..." His voice was almost too labored to sustain, but Kaka still gritted his teeth and continued: "
...You dance with me..."
"What did you say?" The wind was so strong that Liuying could hardly hear his partner's words clearly.
But Kaka turned around and only gave her a clear look. That look seemed to shine into the girl's heart, making her slightly startled.
"three……"
"two,"
"one,"
"Jump!"
Kaka raised his hand, and at the moment when the black shadow was closest to them, he fired his flying claws, and the deck under his feet also groaned loudly at that moment, and slowly capsized.
Another rope passed through the smoke. Kaka saw the color of the rope and breathed a sigh of relief. His partner was Nightingale, and Flying Claw was Nightingale's specialty.
Then more ropes came out of the smoke, and they were other people, but not every craftsman seized the opportunity. The previous artillery fire swallowed some people, and there were only seven people left in total.
He soon saw Fang Plover.
Fang Plover was swinging over on the silver-white rope, and the two of them passed each other in mid-air. Fang Plover glanced at the latter and nodded lightly. This young boy from Jeffrite's Red Team could survive.
, not quite beyond his expectation.
Then the two of them raised their heads together and stared at the shadow that was getting closer and closer. Although they survived for the time being, how long they could survive was unknown.
This time there were only seven of them, and they were no longer fully prepared to ensure that nothing went wrong. There was no one behind them who could provide them with any cover, and for the shadow man, he was not completely unprepared.
But there is no room for stopping on the way forward.
That might be their last battle on this battlefield.