Chapter 844: What kind of grace

Zhao Shi on the Super Wing flagship stared at Qiongzhou Island on the horizon, waiting for Wei Tianyang's decision.
Is it going to return and fight against the Blood Sea Fleet under the inferior wind direction and the terrifying eight-to-one crushing force, or continue to advance to the sea areas that are difficult to detect or that do not exist in this era.
For the Blood Sea Immortal League, the ocean is a monster that needs to be treated by Little Wings, and even more so for Wei Tianyang and the three of them. Once the supply base of Qiongzhou Island is lost, how can tens of thousands of people survive in the vast ocean.
The Great Immortal League Empire fleet, no, it is about to perish, and it is now the East Immortal League fleet.
It wandered on the edge of Qiongzhou Island for a while, and was chased by a sea fleet like sharks behind Qiongzhou Island, driving towards the vast ocean, leaving its last hometown behind.
"Very good, stalker enough."
Zhao Shi said calmly: "Continue chasing, I'll see if Wei Tianyang wants to die, and the people of Qiongzhou Island are willing to abandon their families and go to the dangerous and unknown ocean desert."
Facts have proved that Wei Tianyang's personality charm is not high enough to make Qiongzhou Island soldiers willing to die.
Just more than fifty miles away from Qiongzhou Island, the fleet of more than 100 warships of the East Fairy League was like ladybugs in the water, and the straight and fast marching trajectory became crooked.
"What a long, all heads, where are we going?"
In the cabin, all commander positions are in the hands of players of the East Fairy League, which should have been foolproof.
However, the sailors and combat soldiers manipulating the battleship suddenly stopped what they were doing, and asked their commander with a slight wince.
Until now, most of them who have not abandoned the Great Immortal Alliance Empire are from Qiongzhou Island, and they know exactly what lies ahead.
That is the real place of death, even the best old captain may not be able to go back and forth safely.
That's all, the old captain can come back anyway, no one will stop him, how can they come back after they go?
The head of the battleship was a round-faced male player of the Golden Core Realm. He immediately changed his face when he heard the words, and shouted sharply: "Military secrets, how can a small soldier know about it!"
Binghan's killing intent suddenly skyrocketed, and before the homesick soldier could explain, the waist knife in his hand turned into a silver thread and slashed towards his neck.
In this critical season of survival, all dissatisfaction must be suppressed with iron and blood in order to allow the guild's policy to continue.
However, the premise of the suppression was to pull one faction against one faction, and did not push all the soldiers to a dead end.
Brush!
Almost the round-faced player touched the handle of the knife at the same time, there was a intensive sound of drawing knives in the cabin, and the bright silver knife light enveloped more than a dozen players from the East Fairy League.
They are also veterans who have been fighting for a long time. They have been taught various combat skills by the players, and they are not ordinary cowardly flat-headed people.
One hundred and fifty people met more than ten people, again in this kind of airtight cabin space, with no room for change.
The blade of the round-faced male player stayed on the neck of the soldier who spoke first, and the blade pierced the skin, showing a line of blood, but he dared not advance any further.
He could clearly feel that the nerves of his old men were already tense. Once he smelled the blood, he would fall into complete madness, and no player would survive.
This made him feel at a loss for a while, he was so familiar with him in the past, and the subordinates who commanded him well seemed to suddenly change into a group of people.
The other players were also panicked, and instinctively gathered around the round-faced male player, forming a battle formation, back to back, staring at the other soldiers.
The atmosphere in the cabin became tense for a while, only a trace of sparks.
"Ha ha!"
The round-faced player suddenly sneered and said to the soldier who had just started speaking: "Wang Er, I remember that you were almost beaten to death by the butler of the chieftain of the Yang family three years ago. Who saved you and let you marry a wife and have children? Master's life?"
"Why, now the wings are hard, you want to fly solo?"
There was a look of shame on Wang Er's face, and he did not dare to look directly at his piercing eyes.
Many soldiers in the surrounding area also reacted similarly. They were the servants of the Dragon of the Great Immortal League Empire. They were from poor backgrounds, and it was the players who changed their lives.
But the hands of all the soldiers holding the handle of the knife did not relax at all, and even tightened a little bit.
"Fatty tigers, don't say these are useful or useless!"
Wang Er didn’t speak, surrounded by many soldiers. At first glance, he looked like a big bearded man with high prestige in the past and shouted coldly:
You save us, don’t we know what purpose? It’s just a business, you give wealth, we Give your life to you, this was right."
"After all these years of wars, how many brothers have died and how much credit have been made? These are enough to repay your kindness."
"Now you want to take the brothers to death, leave the old people and children at home, and want the brothers to follow, who do you think you are?"
His words immediately resonated with the soldiers around him, and some soldiers suddenly blushed when thinking about the youngest son and old mother in the family.
"It's all very long, let's brothers, let's put the brothers a size, we really don't want to die!"
"The Emperor of the Sea of ​​Blood already has a world, he is kind and generous, we can't turn around, surrender at least without losing our lives!"
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The plea of ​​this grievance meeting made all the soldiers become more and more determined, and their hearts become more and more unified, and a decisive and tragic killing intent gradually spread out, covering all the space of the narrow cabin.
The players' combat effectiveness is indeed strong, and they all know that killing these more than ten players will kill at least seventy or eighty of them.
But it's better than all dead!
Some players were moved, and some were expressionless, but none of them moved. The people who persisted until now are diehard guild loyalists. Even if they can't bear it in their hearts, they will firmly implement the above exact commands.
The two sides faced each other like this, the battleship was no longer controlled by humans, and it turned around in a twisted manner.
Players are waiting for orders from the upper level of the guild, and the soldiers are unwilling to take the lead, but if there is any more action that forces them to move forward, it will cause terrible consequences.
In this short period of chaos, the Blood Sea Fleet chasing behind also seized the opportunity to approach quickly.
The news of the soldiers' riot passed to the headquarters of the East Fairy League, leaving Wei Tianyang and the three of them silent for a while.
"This is the desperate situation of being inferior to human strength. All bad news that can be thought of will appear, not one will fall."
Yuan Qianjun laughed at himself: "Order, give up all non-guard warships and the soldiers on it, and the player will take the Yuyu miniature warship to keep up with the large forces."
The Guardian Warship, a fleet composed of three heavenly king guards, has a player ratio of three to one, and has moved relatives to a safe place in advance, and remains loyal even in desperate situations.
As the order was issued, the boats were put down on the backward battleships, and the players carrying the Dongxian League Empire caught up with the more than forty battleships ahead, and no soldiers dared to stop them.