I, Sakazuki, Will Not Take a Dog Easily

The countless rockets and bullets suspended in mid-air were turned over by the sword of the ‘nosy’ swordsman, and were squeezed and wrapped by the force of gravity several times faster than the momentum, and then turned back again.

Boom!

Nearly one-third of the air defense area deployed by Marijoa was destroyed by Fujitora's gravity collapse.

Sakazuki, which is a large picture, deliberately ignores the cloned troops who could have fallen in battle with a single word. Even knowing that the fighting between the two armies will inevitably cause unnecessary deaths and injuries, the stone-hearted marshal also ignores it.

He was waiting, using the possible or existing casualties of both the Navy and the Clone Corps as a bargaining chip, waiting for an opportunity.

He was betting whether the Tianlong people would give these loyal human skin machines some hole cards that were not yet known and uncovered by the navy.

From Malin Vando drove away from the Spear of Arden hurriedly rushing towards the holy land, the new-generation navy headed by Robin looked at the top of the red soil continent where the gunpowder smoked from a distance, and was lost for a while.

Everyone is soberly aware that the battle to determine the future trend of the world and the survival of the navy has quietly fought from now on.

The first battle of the world has come.

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ps: The sensitive vocabulary is a bit too much. I have repeatedly changed it nearly ten times.

629. Heavenly King, God King (Part 1)

The gunpowder of war is permeating the top of the world, and the world-famous architectural gem-Maria Gioria, burns under the ravages of artillery and magma.

"You dare to disrupt this sacred place so far, you really can do it! Sakazuki!" said the blond and brown old man, while taking off his suit jacket, which was too tight and inconvenient for strenuous exercise.

Unexpectedly, the brown-skinned old man with the naked upper body showed a sturdy body like a bronze statue. Every inch of bronzed skin was filled with a full sense of strength. As the dragon elite appeared casually The impact force created by the swing of the arm and the arm directly knocked the corner of Gaoge down.

Sakazuki, which has a panoramic view of this scene, silently evaluates the physical power displayed by the other party in his heart, but there is a ridiculous arc of his mouth: "'Noble' Tianlongren, welcome to the world. ."

"Smoke of gunpowder, flames, and wars that destroy homes, you guys who don't know what the suffering in the world are, you can feel sorry for Mary Joa's current situation. This is good, this is really good." He took a deep breath. , Sakazuki nasal cavity is filled with his familiar but pungent scent, which is a mixture of ashes composed of charges and metal powder that have not yet burned.

The sorrow and endless anger for this troubled world emerged from the bottom of his heart and turned into an undisguised roar.

The stern roar of Sakazuki even concealed the noisy scene below:

"Because, this is exactly what the world is experiencing silently! You feel sorry for the partial destruction of Mary Joa, but have you ever thought of how many people have lost their homes during the war for decades? Lost their lives?

The pain, fear, and panic that you feel is only one billionth of a millionths experienced by the people. "

A town with ruined walls and burned to a blank area. Withered bones and tombs on the roadside, the Navy has seen too many tragic sorrows. Even if they can wipe out these thieves, they will never save the fresh lives under the butcher's knife.

Unlike in novels and biographies, where the authors can concise these tragedies to the world at their discretion, under the painter's brushstroke, what the marines see and what Sakazuki sees is the real world.

The cruel, desperate and real world!

Countless unarmed civilians could only struggle in the vortex of war, and finally broke free of one, and then fell into another.

The navy and the pirates are, in a sense, the initiators of tragedies.

The huge plumes of volcanic ash rising from the shoulders of Sakazuki filled the air with a rich scent of sulfur, which dimmed the sky and obscured the blazing sun. The place where he was walking was like purgatory descending.

He spread his arms, as if to embrace the world, and extend his most sincere greetings to those Tianlong people:

"Welcome to the world, in this world that is full of war, more tragic than hell."

This kind of battlefield atmosphere accompanies him almost half of his life, and the continuous artillery fire keeps people awake at night.

Like most veterans, Malin Vandor's environment was too stable and quiet, and he would actually be a little unsure of sleeping.

"President Sa, the clone army stationed on the red soil continent is moving." [The fraudster] Lindeman, who hurried out of the command room, hurried to the side of Sakazuki and collected the latest detections and collections. The intelligence is gathered.

In order to deal with the four main armies of the navy headquarters and those of the King's Seven Armed Forces as a potential combat force, the five old stars divided the cloned forces entrenched on the red soil continent into a total of five armies.

Each large-scale group army consists of at least three corps, and its strength is around 200,000.

In comparison, the four main armies that can be used to combat under the navy headquarters are far inferior to the cloned armies that have been greatly expanded in recent years.

It is true that the navy, which has forces in all areas of the four seas, has a total strength of more than one million, but many branch bases have been divided into most of the normal forces.

If the force is strong, even if the four main armies of the navy headquarters are brought together to form a group army, it is difficult to say whether there are 200,000 people.

But at the beginning, the five old stars who continued to expand the clone camp did not report too much expectations for the 5:1 number ratio in their hearts, and only wished to double their military power.

Because in this world of extraordinary individual strength, no matter how large the number of this group of elite soldiers is, it is difficult to pass the quality mark.

It is true that these clones, who ignore the casualties and war damage rate, can fight to one soldier and one soldier, are indeed terrifying, because they do not need to consider morale, combat literacy and other issues.

In terms of the quality of individual soldiers, these elite soldiers produced by the Vinsmok family are also comparable to those trained by the navy headquarters.

The only problem is that such an army has no middle and grassroots backbone generals.

In order to facilitate management, the cloned troops have also established military ranks such as non-commissioned officers and lieutenant officers following the template of the conventional army.

But these clone army officers, who are essentially the same as ordinary soldiers, are completely different concepts from the generals of the four major naval corps.

According to Wu Lao Xing’s speculation, only with the expeditionary force sequence whose number is always limited to the threshold of 30,000, even if they send people to restrain Gion, which is the temporary legion commander, the burning legion with countless'monsters' dormant is absolutely fine. Eat at least two army groups at a very small price.

The huge gap of 30,000 vs. 400,000 troops is very likely to be suppressed by the backbone of the Burning Legion's 2,000 officers.

Although it is caused by the unique model of the expeditionary army sequence "select the elite among the elite", the other three legions, which are as famous as the Burning Legion, also have their own unique skills. Not good.

"All the five clone armies moved?" Sakazuki turned around to confirm to the legion mascot.

The Fox's answer did not exceed the admiral's expectation: "The four armies that are relatively close and have no conventional defenses came out, and they are coming to the pilgrimage site. They are expected to arrive in an hour."

Just as the navy can't do all the soldiers from the four seas to reach Mariagioa, on the huge red soil continent, the remaining group army of about 200,000 people is already quite limited in order to maintain the order of all parties.

"Marshal, do you need to make the two armies on standby on the Spear of Arden, and the two armies of the Templar to divide and intercept these group armies?" Considering the many top combat forces gathered here on the Holy Land, once the whole line goes to war, it will inevitably be a protracted battle. After fierce battle, the thoughtful Lindemann suggested.

After all, it is most taboo to be distracted in the wrestling of top masters. Once the group army that rushes quickly rounds the holy land, it will be difficult for the air force of the [First Order] alone to stop the crazy offensive of the 800,000 clones at all costs. .

By then, the generals who are forced to deal with the five old stars but are forced to do two things with one heart and two will suffer hardships if they are not kept together.

However, Sakazuki shook his head and threw out a reply that seemed to be seriously controversial at the time: "Just let the Spear of Arden drive away from the range of Malin Vandor, there is no need to quickly reinforce it."

Although full of doubts, Lindeman didn't say a word, turned around and took the order.

What he could see was wrong, how could the military **** who has never seen a defeat in his army miss it?

The lord of the legion would choose such a plan, presumably there must be a long-term layout that Lindemann had never seen.

Sakazuki twisted his neck lightly, and the neck that hadn't been moved seriously for a long time made a series of fine noises. He turned his head to look at the yellow ape and the green pheasant who were returning, earnestly exhorting: "No paddling or diving is allowed.

Especially you, Polusalino, if you lose this battle, you will no longer have a place to lead your salary.

Also, don't die easily. "