The excited low roar of his subordinates called back Yamamoto Yasuo's attention. He frowned solemnly, and countless conspiracies and conspiracies flashed through his mind.

Lure the enemy deeper?

Tune the tiger away from the mountain?

Could it be that the Damin Royal Fleet from [Qinglongjing] is ambushing behind?!

It's impossible. The Taixi people have blocked the route to Qinglongjing, and their airtight spy network is in charge of the overall situation. Even if there is a sampan entering the sea, you will know it!

Now the only thing that can threaten me in the entire North Sea is the fleet of [Liu Yin Fengguo].

Thinking of this, Yamamoto Yasuo couldn't help but feel jealous.

In just a few years, the three counties of Luzhou have managed to gather a quarter of the strength of the Fuso Navy. How rich must they be??!

How rich must the entire Luzhou be?!

How terrifying must the whole Damin be?

Just thinking about it for a moment made Yamamoto Yasuo's hair stand on end.

After waiting for thousands of years for such an opportunity, this terrifying empire must not be allowed to return to its peak, otherwise Fuso will always have to live in his shadow!

When I think of the frightening power of the Central Empire at its peak, all the known countries combined could not defeat one of the four pillar countries. The suffocating sense of oppression can be felt from the history books, and the pain and despair of the predecessors can be felt.

"Send out the entire army and annihilate them!"

Gritting his teeth, Yamamoto Yasuo thought over and over again in his mind, confirmed that the enemy in front of him was the opponent's full strength, and decisively ordered the pursuit.

Buzz~

The mysterious military secrets were quietly unfolded, dividing the huge fleet into four different parts, and quickly attacked the enemy.

But dozens of kilometers away, looking at the murderous pursuers, Zhao Yinshun raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Took the bait."

Beside him, Cen Xing squinted his eyes, carefully experiencing the conflict and friction between the two armies, and faintly discerning the leadership path of each small fleet.

"It is as fast as the wind, as aggressive as fire, as motionless as a mountain, and there is another one that seems to be as slow as a forest."

"If there is an eighth-level marshal to unify their paths, then this fleet will be very terrifying, but Fuso does not have an eighth-level naval marshal at all, so they are just a piece of loose sand."

Hearing this, Zhao Yinshun's smile became even brighter.

"The paths of the six military paths correspond to the six heavenly gates of Shenmen. As fast as the wind is [Agility], as aggressive as fire is [Strength], as motionless as a mountain is [Physical], and Xu Rulin is [Jing]... Very good! I should choose

Which transformation is it?!"

Rubbing his chin and looking at the black smoke billowing fleet in the distance, Zhao Yinshun's expression seemed like he was watching a group of crazy shovel takeaways.

Licking his lips, the boy in white suppressed the expectations in his heart and changed the subject.

"By the way, Fuso doesn't have an eighth-level naval marshal, does Damin have one?"

"have."

"East Yuzhu Kingdom?"

"Yes."

After receiving the reasonable and unexpected answer, Zhao Yinshun nodded thoughtfully, his eyes slightly unfocused.

The navy is more professional than the army. If the technology does not advance, it will be eliminated!

There is probably a big question mark as to how much strength the [East Royal Pillar Kingdom] has left after being banned from the sea for hundreds of years.

Thinking of the two-hundred-year-old gap in strength between the Damin Armada and Taixi, and looking at the current comparison, Zhao Yinshun felt an inexplicable sigh in his heart.

The country is closed to the outside world and no sails are allowed to go into the sea. The small pond in [Qinglongjing] really trapped a dragon to death!

With a long sigh, Zhao Yinshun came back to his senses and stared at the pursuers in the rear who were gradually getting out of touch.

"How long until we expect to meet the enemy?"

"At the current speed, it is estimated that the enemy's first echelon will catch up with us at noon tomorrow."

“How long do we have?”

Glancing at the enemies behind him who were gradually stretched out in formation, Cen Xing pondered his calculations and answered cautiously: "About an hour or so."

"One hour? That's enough!"

The first enemy to catch up must be the enemy with [Sensitive Pass] activated. Zhao Yinshun is not afraid of a head-on conflict, but is afraid that the opponent will jump around like a fly, and he can't hit anyone even though he has all the mighty power to destroy the world.

Fortunately, Cen Xing also has [Sensitivity] enabled. As long as he blocks it for a moment, he will get an explosion when he goes up!

Raising a hint of a sinister smile, Zhao Yinshun slowly clenched his fist, and the materialized gilt material was compressed little by little between his fingers, making the sound of metal twisting and rubbing.

"When the time comes, you block him and leave the rest to me."

Feeling the powerful power roaring in the young man's body that made him tremble and fear him, Cen Xing lowered his head in awe.

"Follow orders."

What on earth is that force that is as arrogant and domineering as the sun?!

Feeling the terrifying radiation coming towards his face, Cen Xing felt an inexplicable feeling of frustration.

Why do I feel like the gap between me and Jun has widened after I was promoted to Shinhwa?!
Chapter completed!