Hail the King

"Well? I don't think that a small first-class empire has such a defensive power. Is this place a naval base of the Zenit Empire?"

The center of the mysterious fleet's striker team, above the guarded flagship bridge, a handsome man with a tall, thin body, with amazement.

By his side, more than a dozen generals wearing magic armor, and one of the two slightly frowning, were shocked by the powerful defense power of the distant opponent.

Everyone thought that with their own powerful attack power, the first wave of shelling would be able to bomb the small port in front of it, who knows the magical atmosphere that flashed out of the protective shield on the opposite side, to let this group of high intrusions However, it is hard to contain a sense of uneasiness in the heart, as if something bad happened.

"The obituary of Montoya, the port in front of it, called Byzantium Port, is the territory of a first-class subsidiary of the Zenit Empire, and the city of Byzantine, not the Zenit naval base."

Among the large group of combat staff officers who were busy with maps and huge piles of information, a 30-year-old blond strong man replied quickly.

"A dependent country?"

The doubts on the face of the avant-garde commander Montoya are even more intense: "How is it possible? A small affiliated country can resist the great first Barcelona empire [Pear of the Sea God] Naval Pioneer Corps Bombardment? Do you have a joke, do you think that our four-level magic guns are toys for children?"

"This..." The staff closed the battle and did not know how to answer it.

They have read through a lot of information and files and maps to make sure the information is correct, but why is there such a situation, no one knows.

"Hey, pass orders, start the five-level magical artillery bombardment, within the ten-degree interest, give me the **** port in front of me and the **** warships, all blasted to the bottom of the sea to feed the fish, I want this to dare to resist the imperial Tianwei Small places, after that, the chickens and dogs will not stay, the grass will not be born, the blood will never dry!"

In the triangular eyes that Montoya picked up slightly, it turned like a poisonous snake.

"Damn, the main fleet of the Araba people will arrive later, but there is not much time waiting for us to delay here. If even a small affiliate is in a state of uncertainty, why should I fight with the old guy of Alves?"

He is very dissatisfied with the situation at hand.

"Yes!"

A road command was quickly conveyed.

Booming and banging!

The magical cannon on a warship carries out a second round of volley.

The magical light bomb that was ejected this time was even more horrible, dragging a long trailing tail, the speed simply surpassed the speed of sound, and the sound of screaming had not yet sounded. The light bomb had been bombarded on the opposite side of the Byzantine magic shield. .

This kind of momentum seems to be destroying the earth.

The dense magical light bombs bombarded the Byzantine fleet and the harbour city in the distance.

however--

After a while, everyone was silent.

"What happened? Can anyone tell me what is going on?"

The fleet and the harbor that saw the enemy in the distance were still safe and sound, and the **** magic shield easily resisted the bombardment of the five-level magical cannon. Montoya was unstoppable in confusion and anger.

This kind of frustration is simply unforgivable!

The squadron of the nine-level empire, the bombardment of the five-level magical cannon, could not be hundreds of small ports and hundreds of small warships like fishing boats. This is a shame.

"This... Is it true that the Zenits already know the military actions of the empire and are ready?"

Among the thirty or forty combat staff, a low-ranking, extremely young head of the staff, looks bright, whispered, and finished seeing everyone’s eyes toward themselves, suddenly A big jump, my heart beat, and I quickly bowed my head.

"If that's the case..."

Montoya’s heart jumped wildly.

If that's the case, the Zenit can put a trap trap here, waiting for others to get in unprepared.

Although the naval power of the Zenit Empire is not worth mentioning, but in the rumor, they have a semi-god-level emperor, and it is not difficult to destroy such a forward fleet.

Montoya was born in one of the two giants of the Western Empire, one of the two giants of the empire, the supreme Royal Lamacia Military Academy of Barcelona, ​​with the most pure royal family of Catalonia in Barcelona, ​​distinguished and invaluable, has been widely acclaimed in recent years. The military rookie is regarded as the pillar of the future empire. Although he is proud and arrogant, he is not a fool. He has figured out this joint, and his unclear feeling in his heart is even more intense.

"Fast, order the army, stop immediately, all the warships open the protective cover, slowly withdraw..."

The words have not been finished yet, and suddenly, a catastrophic change has taken place -

I saw a warship on the opposite side of the Byzantine warship, and suddenly shot a not very powerful arrogance.

Then, just like the thunder slammed the fire, the original calm sponge and the blue sky suddenly changed a pair of faces, and the deadly cockroaches were like the water ripples, unstoppable, the whole void. It was like a calm painting, suddenly stunned by a terrible to indescribable force. Everything in the void was completely smashed.

The first few battleships in the forefront were the first to bear the brunt. Under the impact of this invisible and terrible force, it was like an egg hit by a hammer, and it soon broke down, whether it was a wooden hull. It is also an iron horn, whether it is an ordinary soldier or a vindictive person. At this time, the fragile piece is like a piece of dried bread. It breaks bit by bit and turns into bread in a blink of an eye. White debris like **** floating on the sea.

Hey!

A huge golden sword with a length of 100 meters, with an unparalleled murder, suddenly flashed out of the void.

The sword is swaying, and wherever he goes, it is death.

In an instant, the entire sea area is five kilometers from the coastline and the area is five kilometers. It has become a **** of hell.

Exclamation, screams, blood, ship breaking, magic, vindictiveness, residual limbs, broken arms, sawdust...

It is simply **** on earth, terrible slaughter.

All the officers on the flagship saw that the four huge moon-class warships on the right side had clearly opened the magic shield, but they were able to withstand the new moon-level powerhouse because they were wiped by the edge of a golden sword. The full-strength protective cover shattered like tofu, and then the four warships shattered bit by bit, like the sand-sanded sand sculpture, melted into the ocean.

The sudden and terrible changes made all the flagships stunned -

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