"Principal Huang, the server will be connected in one hour and forty minutes. The EU's advance fleet has crossed the Cape of Good Hope." A black coat with the rank of lieutenant looked at a Fang Tian Huaji standing behind Huang Laoxie.

People who are used to naval battles generally like light weapons such as scimitars, and of course they are not a strong man without a battle axe. However, the second lieutenant's Fang Tian Hua Ji was really too much. This thing is more than two meters long and weighs more than forty kilograms. It is red all over red, and it shines with a dark red luster in the sun. It looks like red jade from a distance.

However, in the New China Army, especially under Huang Laoxie, those who are capable can naturally treat them with special treatment. This was the case in Xu Yichen back then. Others needed to attend classes in Zhongsiyuan every day and train for twelve hours a day, every day, and every year. Only Xu Yichen could take a bus out to Jixia Academy for a "vacation" after lunch every day.

I don’t know how many colleges’ envious eyes turned red, but Huang Laoxie had already set rules. Those with the first place in the monthly comprehensive score can freely deal with the time after the afternoon.

But starting from the second place, physical training doubled, and the better the grades, the more severe the punishment. Huang Laoxie made the children of Zhongsiyuan fully understand that they either compete for the first place or nothing.

At the beginning, it was not uncommon for anyone to get second place several times. Later, he felt that there was no hope that he would not get first place, so he began to hide his weaknesses in order to avoid punishment. Later, these people were transferred from Zhongsiyuan where Xu Yichen was for various reasons.

They are not suitable for the profession of political commissar, and may be able to shine in other positions, but here they are losers.

Long Ze, who carried Fang Tian's painting halberd, was Xu Yichen's classmate. He was the legendary second-year-old. It was not until Xu Yichen graduated from Zhongsiyuan and entered the military academy in advance that he won the first place for two years. But as Huang Laoxie said before, the second place is meaningless, and the first place is meaningless.

Xu Yichen's name and his record are like the sun in Zhongsiyuan, mocking the peers who are trying to catch up with behind them all the time. They are laggards.

Thanks to the best medical technology in Xinhuaxia Zhongsi Hospital, trainer, nutritionist, and ten thousand-year-old second son, Long Ze, can't remember how many times he lie in the medical warehouse because of overdrawn physical strength, and finally resurrected with the nourishment of the nutrient solution.

Before undergoing the intensive surgery, Long Ze had already shown extraordinary attributes in terms of strength and endurance. Long Ze also received amazing rewards in the game, with initial strength of 14 points, physical fitness of 15 points, and dexterity of 12 points.

Including the messy attribute bonus, Long Ze felt as if he had changed his name to Long Aotian in the early stage of the game, and he had no enemy under his command.

"After a while, you will have another fight with Xiao Xu and see who has made great progress. Wannian Erectile Dysfunction, I will see if you have a day to turn over." Huang Laoxie thought of his proud disciple who was traveling far away, and several red lights flashed through his mechanical eyes.

"Forget it, my senior brother has been in the game more than three years later than me. I'm afraid he's a lot behind in the level and can't count it." Long Ze shook his head: "If you want to fight, you still have a chance to fight in reality!"

"The few intensive surgery you have recently received are the rest of the rest. In reality, I'm afraid that he will kill you by mistake." Huang Laoxie's words violated many regulations, but this old-fashioned guy had already seen some clues in the game. In addition, the rumor he heard in the army, although he could not see the whole picture, a corner of the real world had been opened.

"I think that the journey between my senior brother and I are long and it is difficult to meet each other. Otherwise, I'd better play a few games in the game. I'll keep some strength. It's understandable compared to my senior brother! Haha!" Long Ze changed his mouth without changing his face, and he actually learned Huang Laoxie's shameless appearance.

"It's been more than four years in this game. Compared to the EU people, they have forgotten their fears back then." Huang Laoxie stood on the deck of the giant ship. This is the Port of Maputo, the largest port city in Mozambique, and it is also one of the few lands on the black soil that were completely recaptured by Afriga players.

The real master of the Black Earth is the Deadly Fear, a real empire of undead, who had ruled the land long before the rise of the elves.

The fearful deceased are distributed in various locations in the black soil with the pyramid as the center, and spend most of the time sleeping, which gives the creatures on the black soil a chance to breathe.

Once they wake up themselves or are awakened by someone, all the creatures around them will be cleaned up, and the fearful deceased will bring the dead's bodies back to the pyramid and become secondary fearful deceased and used as cannon fodder.

With the increasing scope of human activities over the past thousand years and a large population, a large number of human skeleton-shaped fear of the dead have become the mainstream among the dead.

Fortunately, chaos is also among the targets of the Deadly Feared Deadly, and they are even particularly sensitive to the fluctuations of chaos. Afilica's players have used the characteristic of the Deadly Feared Deadly to ambush the Chaos many times. Of course, Afilica players have also used chaos to clear the Deadly Fearing Deadly Fearing Deadly Fighting Deadly Fighted Deadly Fighted Deadly Fighted Deadly Fighted Deadly Fighted Deadly Fighted Deadly Fighted Deadly Fighted Deadly Fighted Deadly Fighted Deadly Fighted Deadly Fighted Deadly Fighted Deadly Fighted Deadly Fighted Deadly Fighted Deadly Fighted Deadly Fighted Deadly Fighted Deadly Fighted Deadly Fighted Deadly Fighted Deadly Fighted Deadly Fighted Deadly Fighted Deadly Fighted

It can be said that the establishment of Mozambique's fear of the dead and chaos is of great significance.

The Port of Maputo is the largest port in Mozambique and the port with the most loess in black soil. At this time, more than 400 various warships were cruising offshore and docking in the Port of Maputo in batches.

Most of this fleet is composed of Dawn-class warships, setting off the fleet led by Huang Laoxie like a miscellaneous army.

Huang Laoxie had a total of thirty-four ships, and these thirty-four ships had thirteen ship types of different sizes, almost bringing together the main warships of the empires and principalities of the old continent.

However, Huang Laoxie's fleet was the first to enter the port to receive supplies, not only because their fleet commander was an extremely difficult political commissar, but also because of their brilliant and terrible record.

They burned, killed and looted the Old Continent, whether it was the Principal Navy, the Noble Castle, or the Church Temple, there was nothing they dared to plunder. In the endless sea, Huang Laoxie even brought a large group of desperate pirates and players to attack the warships of the Lord of the Storm Church. Although the ten warships he brought with him in that battle were not one of them, this was definitely a sensational news, like a loud slap on the face of the Lord of the Storm.

Of course the consequence is that Huang Laoxie now carries the divine power marks of six or seven gods. Once it appears within the Old Continent, more than four legendary paladins or other legendary god-fellow professions will blow up his dog head.
Chapter completed!