The World’s Strongest Legion System

"Zhu Yingjun?" Qing Xian was drunk and drunk, turned his head and glanced disdainfully: "It's just an aboriginal, don't you really think that Senior Sister was injured by Langya?

Don't worry, if there is a need, I can ask the shipyard's frigate to help you! "

"This is what you said, can't you go back?" Zhu Yingjun's eyes lit up. The **** fleet of Xingyao Shipyard had 50 warships, all of which were medium-sized and above, which was much stronger than his East China Sea Fleet.

If he could come to help, he would really not be afraid of Langya!

Unless all the Langya soldiers have wings, they will definitely not be able to fly in Mohe.

"Don't regret it!" Qing Tian awkwardly got up, walked a few steps forward to support the ship's side.

"Uuuuu, mother!"

"Please, save the child!"

In the river, a woman held up a two or three-year-old girl, her body scarred by the bite of a carnivorous fish, desperately clutching a wooden board, and calling for help on the battleship.

"Okay, are you throwing it up?" Qing Xian laughed, as if seeing something interesting, the white wine in his hand poured over the woman.

"Ah," the woman screamed with pain on her face full of wounds. Despite this, she still didn't dare to be dissatisfied.

"Please, please!" She endured the severe pain and threw the little girl in her arms up, five meters, ten meters, and the child was miraculously thrown a dozen meters high.

Seeing, Qing Xian first grabbed the child, but before the joy in the woman's eyes lit up, it suddenly turned into fear.

"Hahaha!"

Qing Xian laughed, the little girl in his hand was thrown out like a ball by him, and landed on a burning merchant ship far away.

"Haha, fun, so fun!"

"Devil. You must die!"

The excited laughter of the youth, and the woman's desperate wailing, intertwined, spread far and wide.

"Crazy man!" Zhu Yingjun had an ugly face, cursed in a low voice, and turned to the command cabin.

Although the disciples of the sect regarded the people as ants, they still pay more attention to the direct disciples.

Like Qing Xian, he didn't do anything superficially, which made him very unaccustomed.

"General!" A navy general walked to the commander Cangtu and shouted in a low voice.

Qing's first-rate behavior is like a basin of ice water, cooling down their heads that were dizzy because of the looting of wealth.

Zongmen people do not regard the people as life, but what is the difference between them and the people? In the eyes of the Zongmen, are they all the same untouchables?

"Don't say more, secretly pass on the order, take some hands!" Commander Cangtu also lost a smile on his face.

He also reacted to this meeting. He was also a nobleman. Although it is fine for the time being, who can guarantee that he will not be like these people in the river in the future?

"Boom, boom." The bombardment continued, but the inexplicable accuracy difference was a lot, and the shells flew past the ship's side, and many civilian ships insisted on docking before they were completely destroyed.

Qing Xian leaned drunk on the side of the ship, and Zhu Yingjun went to the command cabin to look at the map. For a while, no one noticed something was wrong.

"Report, General, there is news from the front that King Langya ordered the Mohe Fleet to leave the port to rescue the people who fell into the water!"

Less than ten miles away from the Tianfengguan Wharf, a sentry came to report, and Cangtu's face changed drastically: "Are you sure the news is correct? Did King Langya order the Mohe Fleet to leave the port to save people?

It's not Huang Quliang, he wants to leave Hong Kong to save people? "

"Commander, who is Huang Quliang, you don't know yet, he will be willing to leave Hong Kong to save people?"

"I didn't expect that King Langya would be so benevolent and willing to let the warship go out of port!"

"If you want me to say, it is true that we are natives of the seventh continent, and outsiders are unreliable!"

Before the sentry could answer, the generals next to him murmured.

"Shut up, you don't want to live anymore!" Cangtu's eyes widened, and the generals immediately shut up.

With the secret letter in his hand, he turned and walked towards the command cabin.

He walked to the door of the command cabin and paused for a while. After he could see the towering Tianfengguan city wall, he took a deep breath and pushed the door open.

"His Royal Highness, we will soon enter the Tianfeng Pass range. The latest news, the King Langya ordered the Mohe Fleet to leave the port to rescue people?"

"Oh, Li Wenhao is so confused? Great!"

Zhu Yingjun was overjoyed when he heard this, and excitedly picked up the single-scope and looked out: "Accelerate my order, the fleet accelerates forward, and the Mohe Fleet is wiped out!"

"Comply!" Cangtu took his orders helplessly. Fortunately, Zhu Yingjun had a look of excitement. He patronized the river without noticing the change in Cangtu's face.

"Boom!"

The East China Sea Fleet, with a large ship as the vanguard, brought ten medium ships and all the small ships on it.

The remaining ten medium-sized ships escorted the flagship and followed closely behind.

"The whole army lined up, ready to fight!"

Outside the dock, Huang Quliang gritted his teeth and roared.

The three medium-sized warships of the Mohe Fleet lined up with their bows facing south. The black iron cannon and spar cannon on the port side adjusted their gun heads to aim at the east side of the river.

It stands to reason that a medium-sized ship is no more than 120 meters long, with a maximum of 20 mysterious iron cannons and three spar cannons.

Li Wenhao nearly doubled the entire amount. There were 30 mysterious iron cannons and five spar cannons. Whoever allowed him to have only these three medium-sized ships, he simply used three as five!

"Quick, speed up to save people, and withdraw to the bank of the river!"

"Get out of the way, move the hulk out of the port, the enemy ship is coming!"

There were a lot of people in the dock. Although there were only three medium-sized ships in the Mohe Fleet, fortunately, there were quite a few small ships over 30 meters in length. There were a total of 17 ships, more than the East China Sea Fleet.

In a short time, most of the people who fell into the water have been rescued, and seven of them are deploying a second line of defense.

In fact, small warships have weak protective shields, and each ship has only five black iron cannons, which is not very useful in a battle of this scale.

However, it is also good to be able to bear some pressure for a medium-sized warship!

"Wen Hao, the people are almost saved, let the fleet withdraw to the port, right?"

Above the city wall, watching the huge East China Sea Fleet approach like a school of sharks quickly approaching, Irina's small face turned pale in anxiousness.

"You can't withdraw right now. Once you withdraw, the formation will be completely messed up. You can only survive the first round of attacks!"

Li Wenhao took a deep breath and stared at the river, his only fleet is below, how can he not worry.

However, the distance is too far, he has a formidable strength, but he is useless.

If it were only two or three medium-sized ships, or a large-scale ship, he could take a risk and take a few high-level fire spirits to fight the gunfire.

But there are more than 30 ships here, there is no way to fight, even if you rush up, you can't hold it!

"shooting!"

The three medium-sized ships of the Mohe Fleet took the lead in firing the cannon before the enemy had opened its formation.

Fifteen spar cannons shot out fifteen beams of light, whizzing along the river.

The scorching high temperature caused the river water to evaporate instantly, setting off a large white mist.