Taiwei City Fortress is divided into two parts. One is a land fortress that is tens of thousands of meters deep underground and firmly occupies the ground.
The second part is a city in the sky built on the prosperous canopy of an ancient tree, tightly guarding against the invasion of all flying monsters.
Even in many ordinary worlds, when technology develops to a certain extent, the scope of war radiation will soon change from land, to sea, land, air, and even all-round war including underground troops.
Although, if the life level of the soldiers is high enough and the equipment is reliable, they can go to heaven and earth, but the truly powerful ones are those targeted specialized legions.
With limited energy and resources, the troops under Luo Chen basically trained in the direction of the air force.
Because, the air force is the easiest to transform into qualified void fleet soldiers.
【Our goal is the sea of stars!】
The Taiwei City Fortress is controlled by the local Elf Empire, but that does not mean that the only ones responsible for guarding the place are the Feather Elfs.
Many of the rewards issued by the Elf Empire are quite good, so naturally Blue Spirit professionals often come here to hunt for wild food.
The frontline fortress is busy every day, with magic airships coming in and out. From time to time, armies or groups of mercenaries will go out of the city to fight and accumulate merit.
On this seemingly ordinary day, a floating island whale jumped out from the horizon behind Taiwei City. From a point of black light, it grew bigger and bigger, far exceeding the speed and size of ordinary magic airships. It caused a stir in all parties.
The attention of the forces.
The elves born in ordinary small tribes are fine. Almost all the whales of Fuyou Island are concentrated on the main battlefield, but they just feel that they are so big and white... Bah, they are so big and yellow.
But most of the ill-informed Blue Spirit professionals are really confused: "Why are there floating island whales? Which fourth-level lord system ignores the rules and forcibly descends on a small battlefield?
Is he crazy?"
At the top of the ancient tree, the supreme commander guarding the fortress of Taiwei City, Xianghuai Norton, slowly walked out of his city lord's mansion, stood on the edge of a new leaf, and stared at the approaching behemoth from a distance.
Behind him, the light and shadow were distorted, a space wormhole opened, and a tall mecha creature covered in black alloy slowly walked out.
The mecha's chest opened, revealing an extremely handsome elf face.
Xiang Huai seemed to have expected it, and said in a calm tone: "How did they reply?
Can the professionals who conquered Beckwood provide the combat power equivalent to a Tree of Life?"
The mecha elf showed great respect: "Back to the city lord, according to the information obtained by the relevant departments of the imperial capital, the biological warship that is about to arrive at the Taiwei City Fortress was transformed from a space-system giant named Fuyou Island Whale."
"Fuyou Island whales are mainly divided into two categories. World-class adults can enter the third level, and Void-level adults can enter the sixth level...
It is said that there is also an extremely rare third type of innate sacred level Fuyou Island whale, but the specific situation is unknown.”
The mecha elf concluded: "We don't know much about the Blue Spirit World. It is initially estimated that the professionals who conquered Beckwood should have three void-level larval floating island whales."
Xiang Huai looked at the whales that were about to arrive at Fuyou Island, breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled: "It seems that the Beckwood tribe has found a good home.
A professional who can produce this kind of power should have a strong background."
"Is there any relevant information from the Imperial Capital?"
Beckwood is not an exception for tribes that seek refuge with professionals and escape from Feiyu World.
There are even many noble elves who originally belonged to the three empires, left the empire to form their own lineage, and then left the Feiyu world.
The form of civilization eventually formed by intelligent life sometimes does not necessarily mean that it will be full of intrigues and intrigues.
This mainly depends on the nature of that kind of life.
And most elves are not this kind of people.
The reason why the Norton Empire forced Beckwood to make a choice and gave up the investigation so casually was that, apart from being unsure of Luochen's identity, there was another important reason: for the future of the Feather Elf.
The three major indigenous empires frantically recycled the Tree of Life scattered in various small tribes.
But they didn't come directly to take it back by force.
During this period of time, what I hope is that these small tribes can find corresponding ways to escape from the meat grinding ground of Feiyu World.
In this way, even if the Darkborn Demon Clan is victorious in the end, the Feather Elves will not be completely extinct.
No matter what, they are also part of the Feather Elf race.
"The details are not clear, but according to the think tank's estimation, the background of the professionals that Beckwood has taken refuge in should be no less than that of the Lanling Yuan family."
"Not lower than the Yuan family?" Xiang Huai's face showed relief and expectation, "It is indeed a good home. I hope their arrival can alleviate the embarrassment of Taiwei City."
It is an extremely shameful thing for both Mecha Elf and Xiang Huai to hand over the hope of their own race's existence to outsiders.
But so what, apart from relying on the Blue Spirit Civilization, they have almost no power to fight back against the dark demons.
In all the worlds, only those civilizations and individuals who are keen to swallow up the laws of the world and destroy the will of the world are the leaders of chaos.
The typical representative of the former is the Abyss, and the representative of the latter is the Void Reaver.
Although the dark descendants also belong to the order side, the order camp here is for the will of the world. Being friendly to the will of the world does not mean that they will be friendly to the Feather Elves.
The Blue Spirit Civilization does not mind recruiting foreign races, but the Darkborn Demon Clan does not have this habit.
The future possibilities brought by the Darkin Demon Clan and the Blue Spirit Civilization are enough for the Will of the World to sell the Feather Elves and many nature gods in minutes without any hesitation.
For the will of the world without wisdom, as long as the benefits are sufficient, such insignificant things as face and morality will not be considered at all.
Xiang Huai looked at the Fuyou Island Whale gradually approaching Taiwei City. After pondering for a while, he took out a mahogany box from his storage belt and threw it to the mecha youth:
"I'll give you a task. Give this thing to the Elf King Beckwood. By the way, give me another sentence:
I hope they will take good care of themselves and put the civilization inheritance of Feiyu Elf first!"
The mecha youth, who also came from a royal family and knew the strategic arrangements of the three major empires, nodded solemnly: "I understand."
Xiang Huai suddenly laughed: "Beckwood is a big helper. Do you want to consider joining Beckwood?
Old man, I still have some friendship with Beckwood. With your qualifications, you don’t have to waste yourself in this hopeless war..."
The mecha elf closed his mask with an expressionless face, and without replying, he stepped directly into the space vortex: "My subordinates are going to carry out their mission."
Watching the Mecha Elf leave, Xiang Huai sighed silently, and then sent an order to the Military Aircraft Department: "Open all information to Beckwood's army!"
…
Under the notification of the First Elder Yaqing and the Second Elder Qiao Mu, the elves belonging to Beckwood have already made preparations to receive him.
Under the horrified gazes of countless armies and soldiers, the huge Fuyou Island Whale stopped at a small leaf pier in the northwest of the Ancient Place, and one army after another walked into the Ancient Tree in an orderly manner.
"Woo..." The whale of Fuyou Island groaned softly, as if saying goodbye, and directly crashed through the space while countless people and elves were stunned, returning to the world of spiritual gods.
The Fuyou Island Whale is very strong, but that doesn't mean it's invincible, and it's not suitable to break into the battlefield at this time.
In this case, it is better to stay in the ancient tree and wait for the arrival of a large-scale battle than to return to the spiritual world to consume spiritual materials and accelerate one's own growth.
With the two elf elders acting as intermediaries, and after Link and others showed a little strength, Seb quickly accepted the command of the Beckwood Elf Legion.
At the same time, they also received a gift from Xiang Huai: the fully opened intelligence network of Taiwei City Fortress.
As a necessary etiquette and communication, Sun Shirong and the second elf elder left Beckwood's station and went to the city lord's palace in the Ancient Tree to carry out relevant handover matters.
Looking at the two figures leaving, Diana said thoughtfully: "It seems that the Norton Elf Empire has already anticipated Beckwood's choice and our arrival..."
"It's not that unexpected." Seb replied calmly, "The adults may not be very clear when they are new here. Beckwood's situation is not unique in the entire Feiyu world."
"However, this is not an important matter to us."
Seb paused for a moment, opened the personal terminal on his wrist, and released the three-dimensional projection: "Now, let's consider how to deal with the next situation."
The image released by the three-dimensional projection is exactly the war zone where Beckwood is stationed, a war zone that has been mostly occupied.
An almost completely withered black forest is about three war zones away from Taiwei City.
In the dense forest, one after another bloodthirsty Darkin monsters wandered through the jungle, always ready to bite the enemy's throat.
At the very back of the dense forest, which occupies about one-tenth of the entire war zone, only a little green remains within the thick black earth city walls.
On the city wall, there were even more serious-looking Beckwood Legionaries standing one after another.
"The Bakerwood garrison defense line, which is our main attack area for the next period of time, is the 9527th theater. It is a dense forest terrain... Well, it used to be a dense forest."
Seb explained briefly.
Using Sun Shirong as a bridge, he successfully obtained the command after a friendly negotiation with the Rose Squad.
Therefore, he didn't have any polite thoughts and said directly: "Let me explain my thoughts first."
A black wooden stick resembling a teaching stick appeared in Sebu's hand. He tapped it lightly on the three-dimensional projection, and the image map of the 9527 war zone was instantly abstracted and turned into a simple and easy-to-understand three-dimensional sand table.
Seb's thoughts moved slightly, and a miniature version of the war sandbox appeared in front of the elves present and the four members of the Rose Team:
"If you find that I have made any oversights or have any suggestions, you can also put them forward on the sandbox at the same time. Only by working together can we come up with a more complete strategic plan..."
Then Seb started to talk about his plan.
The elven generals were okay. They all listened very seriously to matters related to the future of the tribe, wealth and life. But the few members of the Rose Team...
Well, fell asleep.
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In the intense (one-sided) strategy-making process, Seb easily convinced all the elf generals.
Sebu, who was born in a post-apocalyptic survival world and received the words and deeds of countless tentacles, was far from being able to compare with the elven civilization whose general environment was relatively peaceful in terms of military literacy.
After the discussion, Sebu finally sent the strategic plan to Luochen.
While feeding the tablet girl, chatting with Zhuang Yao, and admiring the witch and singer on the festival stage, Luo Chen took a few seconds to browse through the plan.
After simply adjusting some details, I sent it back.
The entire strategic plan consists of two words: defend and delay!
Whether Taiwei City Fortress has fallen or not, how much battlefield merits can be obtained? It is very good if you have it, but it doesn't matter if you don't.
He doesn't care about these, his goal is only to train troops.
As long as he can train enough elites, even if Feiyu's world has fallen by then, he can change the world's battlefield to earn merit and exchange for the origin of the world.
For the Blue Spirit civilization and Blue Spirit professionals who look over the world, the most indispensable thing is opportunities. As long as you have enough power, there are few things that are absolutely impossible to obtain.
At least, before the seventh level, there is almost no need to worry about this problem.
While thinking about it, Luochen rubbed Lolita's cheek, looked at the ceremony stage on the giant stone forest, and whispered impolitely:
"When will the ceremony end? I can't wait."
As for whether he can't wait to rush to the battlefield or can't wait to take Zi Ji away, only he knows.
Then, Luo Chen, who seemed to have thought of something, turned to look at Zhuang Yao: "My army has begun to enter the small battlefield in Mississippi. When will your team arrive?"
【So fast?】
Zhuang Yao, who was eating a Liuyan fruit, heard Luo Chen's words and was excited for a moment, and several Liuyan seeds entered the airway:
"Cough cough cough..."
Luochen was so considerate that he gave him a glass of water, but before that, Zhuang Yao had recovered.
The second-level intruder means that in many worlds, they have the ability to disrupt the destiny of civilization. Life individuals of this level will naturally not lose their temper for too long due to "choking".
However, Zhuang Yao still took the water glass handed over by Luo Chen and took a sip, with a look of resentment on her face: "Classmate Luo Chen, you work so hard, aren't you tired?"
"Tired?" Luo Chen had a complicated look on his face, "You don't understand, you were born in the Blue Spirit World and have never seen a real hell...
Blue Spirit Professionals, a great system that rewards you as long as you put in the effort, how could I feel tired of it?"
Zhuang Yao was a little confused. Although she knew the identity of Luo Chen's reincarnated son, it did not mean that she could understand it. Finally she shook her head:
"Nero is still helping me train the legion. Even if there is a time difference, it is expected to take another two or three days."
"I'll let her report to you when she's done training."
After saying that, Zhuang Yao looked at Luo Chen uneasily, "This won't disrupt your plan, right?"
As a genuine command apprentice unlike Zhou Xiaoyu, she knew exactly what would happen if a quasi-elite regiment was missing during wartime.
"It doesn't matter, just ask her to come over when the time comes." Luo Chen waved his hand, but he had never been in the habit of calculating the power of outsiders into the overall strategic situation.
But, the name Nero seems a bit familiar?
Luochen hesitated for a moment and then said, "Is it Julius's Nero?"
Zhuang Yao held out her chest, with a touch of pride on her face: "Exactly!"
Julius is the surname of Nero, the Roman Empire in many world histories, and the last direct descendant of Julius Caesar.
Of course, these are all irrelevant background identities. The most important thing is: Nero was at least a famous general-level commander!
He clearly remembered that Zhuang Yao often summoned a heroic spirit named King Arthur, so why was Nero the first one to materialize?