Damn it, this boss really has no normal skills.

Chapter 427 My black ship hasn’t arrived yet, but your black ship has arrived first?
However, as it happens, opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared.

There really are brave men here who dare to go against everyone’s will!
Along with the clanging sound of the iron handle of the heavy hammer hitting the ground, a figure dressed in armor and armed with sharp weapons squeezed into the center of the tent from the periphery.

It’s funny that when Ji Ming saw this ferocious god, the first word that came to his mind was “warrior”.

Because this is a woman with many fiery red lines on her body, brown skin and tall figure that simply push the label of "wild" to the extreme.

She looked around and her thick breastplate almost knocked the old man next to her away. After making sure that no one dared to speak, she hit the hammer handle again.

"I want to be the logistics manager. Who supports me? Who opposes me?"

"grown ups……"

Probably out of gratitude to Ji Ming for his recognition, although Patriarch Yu Ni's good deed failed, he still immediately whispered in his ear to popularize science.

It turns out that this warrior with the blood of a giant is the "God of War" of the Wrathful Church. This weird church likes these hot-blooded idiots who seem to have fire burning in their brains.

Of course, this is a nice way of saying it. If we define them based on their actions, they should be considered true barbarians from a foreign land.

Just like now, she doesn't care about ability or relationship, or whether she will be tripped up after threatening everyone alone.

The only rule of conduct for the Angry Believers is - if I want it, I should immediately come out with my fists clenched to grab it!
"Ah this..."

The representatives of the major churches fell silent for the second time. After all, if they fought one-on-one... they would definitely not be able to win.

And if it’s a group fight... who knows who will be unlucky? What if you are regarded as the main target of hatred and torn to pieces on the spot?
After a moment, the female warrior finally ended her malicious look around.

"Very good, since no one has any objection, I will be the logistics minister!"

After saying that, she pounded her fist on the table, announcing her appointment with the painful creaking of the wooden board.

However, as a representative of a church, she couldn't be a complete fool, so her second sentence was to introduce herself to Ji Ming.

"Hello, God's Chosen One. My name is Andre. From now on, all our logistical matters will be left to me!"

Ji Ming is a pure man of fun. In fact, he doesn't care who does it, even a dog will do.

But who knew that just as he was about to nod, he was completely shocked by her next words.

"So can one of you tell me what the logistics are?"

……

Very good, this is the third time everyone is silent.

The expeditionary coalition officially set out in this awkward atmosphere, beginning this serious and hasty war that had been prepared for nearly two months.

But just as they gradually walked from the plains to the mountains and entered the seemingly endless forest, on the other side of the wilderness, some things quietly changed.

As a traditional maritime power country that has a vast territory but is almost immune to land threats due to its geographical location, it has vigorously developed its navy and climbed to the top.

From the first day that White Eagle officially entered the Yangyue World, the development plan of the new era Great White Fleet of seaports, navy, and sea routes was put on the agenda.

Therefore, as part of the first phase of the plan, a bay in the eastern part of Manyuan has been developed into a barely usable port.

And I really don't know where they got the blueprints from. In the dry dock near the port, there is a third-level battleship, two ironclad ships, and most importantly, a dreadnought under construction.

According to what was said to the outside world, this bizarre arrangement was the result of the kind-hearted White Eagle people's desire to benefit all mankind by fully reproducing the technology in another world.

But only insiders know that this Chunchun is...

"A sin!"

Looking at this bizarre scene of three generations of a family working at the same place at the same time, Howard couldn't help but knock on the railing again.

"A sin!"

The man with the rank of naval colonel standing by also had a helpless look on his face. He touched his bearded chin and reminded in a low voice.

"There's no other way, Mr. Thomas. Lieutenant General Henry said that he admired General Nelson the most, so he must personally drive the Victory once..."

"Oh, so General Nelson told him to do this?"

Howard couldn't stand it anymore and said quickly.

"If he admires Captain Nemo, shouldn't we just build a submarine and let him travel 20,000 leagues under the sea?"

"What if he idolizes Darth Vader? What if he idolizes Artanis? What if he idolizes James T. Kirk? Should we start from scratch with the space elevator?"

The colonel must have been very dissatisfied with Henry's strange decision, but he didn't dare to say much. He could only lower his head obediently and remain silent.

Howard also realized that it was inappropriate for him to get angry at a soldier who was doing his duty, and immediately restrained his expression.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Colonel, I didn't control my emotions well."

"Uh...it's okay, Mr. Thomas, I...I can understand."

There is not much I can say about this situation. I can only shake my head and sigh.

All I can say is that fortunately there is Major General Chester as a check and balance, who has pushed forward many projects that should be pushed forward.

This has prevented them from recreating the glory of the 21th century Royal Navy in the 18st century.

The two men stood side by side enjoying the sea breeze for a while, and Howard broke the silence again.

"How's the repair of our Enterprise going? The higher-ups are urging us again... The palace is about to change personnel, and we need some big moves to help canvass votes."

"Oh...then they shouldn't count on this."

The colonel laughed twice, his blue eyes confused.

"Although we have the blueprints and tools, we lack skilled workers. Besides, this is a ship, a big ship! How can we launch it just like that?"

"Um……"

Howard naturally knew this truth, and he was just expressing his leader's concern according to convention.

But he pondered for a moment and suddenly narrowed his eyes.

"Big ship?"

“Yes, there are still many technical difficulties…” “No, no, no, look, there is a big ship over there!”

"what?"

The emo colonel who was looking down raised his head and was surprised to find that there was actually a ship... two ships... damn, it was an entire fleet appearing on the distant skyline!

It's not their fault that they weren't vigilant. After all, with such a chaotic construction site and a shortage of manpower, who would have the spare capacity to place a sentry so far away?
However, appearance does not mean arrival. The fleet was very far away and obviously did not notice their presence.

Maybe they just thought the terrain here seemed suitable for docking, so they wanted to send people over to explore and check it out.

This was indeed the case. After organizing the workers to evacuate the scene and mobilizing the guards to their posts, Howard indeed saw a small boat paddling towards this side through his telescope.

The boat sailed along for a while before finally discovering large-scale man-made traces on the shore. They quickly stopped the work at hand and began to argue loudly about something.

The colonel thought for a moment and sent out a team of hired bat men.

This flying squadron was clearly professionally trained, because as soon as they took off, they used each other's hands to unfold a banner with the word "Hello" written on it.

The effect of this approach was indeed good, because the group of sailors were only panicked for a moment, and their emotions calmed down after they saw the common language of the ancient land written on the banner.

Then a scene that made the players dumbfounded appeared. One of the sailors actually stood up, waved his staff, and flew into the air under the support of the air mass.

…No wonder he seemed to be the one advocating to continue to dock, it turns out he is a great wizard who is proficient in magic! This powerful person is really different.

However, the ferocious appearance of the bat man still reduced his points. If diplomatic rhetoric was not included in his professional training, I am afraid that the enemy would have been scared away as soon as he flew over.

But no means no. After a brief exchange, the great wizard floating in the air seemed to believe what the bat people said.

After he turned around and flew back to the boat and discussed and argued with everyone, the final result was that the boat continued to move forward and rowed towards the shore.

Things went smoothly after that.

After the boat ran aground on the beach with the momentum of a beach run, the crew looked around and staggered back onto land.

It wasn’t because they were scared or seasick, but because they had been at sea for too long and their bodies were not used to the sudden grounding.

There was only one person in the crowd who was calm and composed, with his hands behind his back, observing the surroundings. He was the wizard who had just bravely completed a negotiation with a group of giant flying rats.

The colonel was also surprised to find that the guy he thought was an adventurous young man was actually an old man with a white beard and many wrinkles on his face.

If we have to say what the difference is, it is probably that his complexion looks very rosy and his spirit seems to be better than that of young people.

...It's somewhat similar to the Chinese word "white hair and youthful face"?

While the colonel was observing the old man, the old man's eyes passed over him.

Because as the representative of all pioneers, behind the colonel is a guard of honor that is specially used to welcome guests and create a spirit.

So in this second conversation, the old man was the first to speak. He gestured to the White Eagle soldiers standing in a row in front of him and blew a whistle.

"Wow, what a bunch of great guys! Seeing you makes me feel a lot younger!"

The deadlock was broken, and the colonel smiled and followed his words.

"Really? Then it will also make us happy to see an old gentleman like you who is full of energy, so I believe that we all come to meet each other with friendship and sincerity."

"Of course!"

The old man first straightened his robe, then straightened his back and earnestly performed a noble etiquette.

"I am Lord James Saint Crystal of the Kingdom of Lingxi. I would like to express my most sincere respects to you and your well-intentioned partners!"

Howard on the side was shocked—Ling Xi?
The last of the three kingdoms of the Yangyue World was exposed to the fourth natural disaster from the higher-dimensional universe in an unexpected way.

While the Colonel and the Lord repeatedly emphasized their friendship, they walked towards a building on the shore, preparing to start the first detailed conversation between the player and Lingxi.

On the other side of the Savage Plain, the expeditionary coalition forces, which had been quietly marching in the dense forest for two days, finally found a suitable target in a valley.

To be honest, although Ji Ming's main purpose in bringing them here was to give the players kills and pave the way for them to dominate the southern part of the kingdom in subsequent versions.

But considering the recent movements of the Wolf King's Court, I'm afraid their journey north will only happen within this year, or in winter at the latest.

Instead of waiting until that time and letting players rush to welcome the major version, it is better to remind them now.

Let them know that their base camp is not an absolutely safe place. If they only focus on causing trouble within the kingdom, the drum may be stolen.

Therefore, when he was directing the direction of the coalition's actions, he did not even refer to the "map of the approximate spheres of influence of each player camp" in the forum.

Instead, they just closed their eyes and clicked randomly. No matter whether they were unlucky or lucky when they met the coalition forces on the path, it was their destiny.

But in this valley before my eyes, there is actually a large group of goblins or something living there... Isn't that too abstract?
Ji Ming took a telescope and looked in the nearby woods for a long time before he confirmed that this was indeed an ordinary goblin village.

Note that it is a village, not a tribe.

This village not only has obvious signs of civilization, but also has neatly cultivated farmlands around it with well-tended crops.

Looking at the wheat that is growing rapidly in the good weather, the goblin villagers will most likely have a good summer harvest this year.

In short, the houses here are neat and tidy, and the villagers are harmonious. It is definitely not a case of someone occupying someone else's nest.

and so……

Analysis of the jokes: in other works, the sinister and cunning goblins attack and loot human villages, but here, the evil humans attack and loot goblin villages.

Moreover, Ji Ming, who always felt that the situation was a bit strange, couldn't stop them even if he wanted to. These soldiers who had been suppressed for a long time and were no different from bandits were really frustrated.

They did not hesitate at all, regardless of the orders from the Chosen Ones or the Knight Commander, and rushed towards the village screaming without saying a word.

However, the villagers had obviously lived in peace for a long time. Although there were sentry posts, the sleeping little fool did not send out a panicked signal until he heard the chaotic footsteps.

The originally peaceful village was awakened by the deafening bell sound, and the messy goblins rushed out like ants whose nest was disturbed.

But what kind of effective resistance could a group of greenskins put up? Even if they had bravely picked up farm tools, they could not defeat the human coalition forces with coordinated tactics.

Even if there were two goblin warriors like door gods in the village, it was meaningless. The logistics minister Andre hit them with two hammers, and even their heads were knocked off.

Seeing our big boss fall to the ground in this way, the remaining goblins inevitably began to flee, and were forced to hand over the home they had worked so hard to build to humans.

(End of this chapter)