Chapter 1370： Meet after the war

For the soldiers of the Highmountain Kingdom stationed in Greta Fortress, today’s experience will probably be the most incredible and bizarre memory in their entire life. The "Meteor Fire" that fell from the sky instantly disintegrated the distortion. The heavy artillery bombardment of the high tide, the torrential rain storm covering the entire plain, the alien warriors who descended on the earth in the storm...

Of course, these alien warriors also include those who suddenly fell from the sky and hung on the city walls and towers...

"Hey, landing at a high altitude, when there is always an accident, who is right about the celestial phenomenon? We can only create an environment suitable for airborne landing, but we can't 100% control all the high air flow," Greta Fortress On the wall of the city, a sea monster with long sea-blue hair patted a soldier next to him on the shoulder, and caressedly explained why he had fallen outside the battlefield. It should happen to be able to fall next to a handful of aberrations that had luckily survived the bombing. In the end, who would have thought that there was a strong wind just halfway down, and the wind was whining. At that time, I had switched forms, and it was too late to adjust the trajectory. Then, isn't it just pia jiggled off your feet..."

The one who was slapped on the shoulder was a young soldier who looked at least seventeen or eighteen years old with a nervous face. While clutching the weapon in his hand tightly, he couldn't help but focus on the "alien friendly army" in front of him. Although the other party has a weird, snake-like tail, her upper body is still a beautiful lady, which makes the young man look quite nervous and shy: "Then...then you are not injured, are you? I just saw you When I fell, I fell very badly, half of my body was embedded...Really all right?"

"I'm okay! When I fell, I changed the shape, it's not so easy to fall to death," the blue-haired siren patted his chest with a happy face, "and this is wherever I go. At the beginning, I followed a few sisters. I went surfing near the sea cliff and was shot on the cliff by a big wave. I shot it on the spot. Of course, a few of them are also quite broken..."

The young soldier looked at a loss. This topic really surpassed his previous experience of communicating with people. He could only try to squeeze a smile, trying to make his expression not too strange: "...That sounds really amazing..."

"It's okay, we hold an violent death creative competition every year. My record is still not the number one. General Vanessa often said that although I am creative, I don't have enough viewing experience, especially lack of peace. I don’t know much about the explosive power in the game...Anyway, I don’t know much. I’m not good at art.” The blue-haired siren waved his hand, and a trace of regret appeared in his expression. When it comes to being out of range, they will definitely be laughed at when I look back, and my enemy has never been cut down in a battle..."

Young soldier: "..."

This time he is completely unable to answer the conversation. Obviously, the living habits of the Sea-Monster are still too early for a human with normal three outlooks...

Fortunately, this embarrassing state did not last long. The carefree blue-haired siren seemed to feel something suddenly. He raised his head to look outside the Greta fortress, and then turned around: "Ah, it seems It’s my boss who came here. I’ll leave in a while. I’ll have a chance to talk later. It’s interesting to talk to you..."

With these words down, the blue-haired siren didn’t care whether the young soldier responded to him. With his tail swinging from side to side, he quickly left here, leaving only the young man with a frightened face looking at a departed back in a daze. It took me some time before another looking older soldier came from nearby and stabbed the young man who was still stunned with his elbow: "Hey, are you watching after everyone is gone? Look silly. NS?"

The young soldier reacted immediately, but only opened his mouth with a weird expression, as if he didn't know how to speak at all. Upon seeing this, his comrades couldn't help but aroused teasing, "Look at you as stupid... well, no way. Although the race is different, the lady does look pretty. What's the matter? For the first time in my life, I said so much to a pretty girl? Any thoughts?"

"...My parents never thought that their son would talk to such a beautiful lady for the first time in his life and talk about something..." The young soldier said in a weird tone, "I should have asked her name just now..."

These brief and unexpected exchanges are just some episodes that occurred in the Greta Fortress, and Odris does not have the extra energy to pay attention to and think about how such a deep-sea race's contact with the land country will bring to the world in the long term. Impact, for the king who has been on this line of defense for the whole winter, the two supporting armies from the northern Cecil Empire and the Deep Sea Kraken Kingdom are his most important things at this stage.

On an upper platform of Greta Fortress, Odris and Prince Lorraine led several trusted generals to stand on the edge of the platform. They wiped off the blood from the armor, but the **** aura soaked in the battlefield was not. As if they could still see through the seams of their clothes, when a buzzing sound rang from the sky, they invariably looked up to the sky, a silver-gray dragoon aircraft and three huge red dragons appeared on them. Those in front and behind are obviously the **** team of that aircraft.

Lorraine could not help but mumbled softly: "...Two years ago, the dragon was still a legendary creature..."

"Two years ago, we thought that the magnificent wall could stand for a few more centuries," Odris shook his head slightly, and whispered while watching the flying machine and the three dragons slowly lowering their height. "The world is changing too fast."

While talking, the aircraft had landed steadily on the center of the platform, and the three dragons that served as the **** mission were shrouded in magical light in mid-air, and then transformed into a human form at a height where an ordinary human would definitely fall to a half-dead height. Falling next to the dragoons, the lady with long red hair among them stepped forward, seeming to want to help the gray-haired general who was coming out of the dragoons, but the latter just waved her hand. He jumped to the ground vigorously, looking agile like a young man.

Then another figure emerged from the Dragoon’s crew cabin. It was a tall and beautiful lady with long sky-blue hair. But when she stepped out of the cockpit, she was obviously not as "chic" as Byron. She was very serious. He helped the armrest next to him and walked down from a sloping pedal, and then adjusted his standing posture, as if he was not used to walking with his legs on the land.

Audris took Lorraine and the others to greet him. The strong one-eyed king first recognized Byron. Although the two sides had never met before, he still saw that face in some propaganda materials. : "General Byron, thank you very much for your help. The entire southern front battlefield can now breathe a sigh of relief. Next to you is..."

His eyes fell on the red-haired giant dragon lady and the blue-haired lady. Although there were some speculations, he did not rush to guess their identities.

"Ashalena, the commander of the third expeditionary force of the Holy Dragon Principality, and also serves as an alliance liaison officer," the red-haired giant dragon nodded. "A dragonborn force led by me moves with General Byron's expeditionary fleet. In the next period of time, we will also assist the southern battlefield to ensure air supremacy."

"Vanessa, the lord of deep sea warfare, under the order of Queen Petia, the ruler of the sea, led the Antavian Expeditionary Force to support the Alliance," the blue-haired lady also followed, her voice soft and textured. It seems that every syllable has some kind of wonderful "rhythm" hidden in it. This is a distinctive feature of many Krakens when they use the common language of humans. "At present, the communication between Loren Continental and Antaweien is interrupted, so I am fully responsible for the alliance Everything on the battlefield."

"Ah! I remember," Lorraine involuntarily glanced at the blue-haired lady from just now, because he always felt that the other person's face was a bit familiar, and only then suddenly reacted, "The clouds appeared before. 'S face seems to be... you?"

"Yes, it's me," Vanessa laughed. At this moment, her gentle and friendly appearance makes it hard to imagine her on the other side of the battlefield. It cannot be established, and the Bitter Winter must immediately cover the battlefield with artillery fire, so we can only choose the simplest and most intuitive way to contact you. Fortunately, your human understanding is very good, and you understand my face..."

GodTM understands the face! Is it such a simple and rude process for you group of deep-sea creatures to "look at my face"? Do you directly print an 18-kilometer-wide face in the sky to express love to people on the ground? !

Except for Vanessa herself, everyone with normal three outlooks thinks this is a bit too evil. However, the well-bred prince and Odris, who has the role of a king, can only hold this full stomach in the bronchus. Here, only Byron is a person with no psychological burden. He couldn't help but mutter on the spot: "Seriously, I'm used to your siren's usual harmony, but you can't be so evil..."

"The result is not very good," Vanessa looked indifferent, "It's a big deal next time I will put the words on it by the way..."

For a while, Odris didn’t know how to intervene in this topic. He had never seen such a strange conversation in his half of his life as a king, and the two sides of this conversation were the highest commanders of the two expeditionary forces. Fortunately, Ms. Ashalena at this time. He cut in, and forcibly pulled back the topic that had begun to be abnormal: "Let's discuss these details later. We still have business affairs to discuss. Your Majesty, we need a place to talk."

"Of course," Odris nodded immediately, "The fortress has arranged a living room and a dinner to catch the wind. Although the conditions are difficult now, the food and berry wine of the Gaoling Kingdom should still relieve you from the fatigue of the journey. ."

When Byron heard this, he immediately stepped forward: "Then hurry up, we can talk while eating."

A group of people walked towards the meeting room of Greta Fortress. Odris and several military attache led in front, while Lorraine was two steps behind and walked with the commanders of the expeditionary army. Although the young prince has been working very hard to maintain his decent words and deeds, his occasional changes in attention have not been able to hide his perception of the unusually human master of the Deep Sea War. General Vanessa looked back at Lorraine, somewhat curiously. Asked: "Do you have something to say?"

"Um..." Lorraine was a little embarrassed for a while, he quietly paid attention to the father who was walking in front, and then said to Vanessa with a trace of embarrassment, "Sorry, I didn't intend to offend, but... I thought that the sea monsters were all It moved with a long snaketail or fishtail. I didn't expect you...well, I didn't expect you to walk on both legs like us."

"The space in the aircraft is small, and the tail cannot be released, so it temporarily becomes legs," Vanessa replied casually, "Don't you remind me or forget it."

Before she finished her words, the sea monster general's lower body suddenly burst into a large number of scattered sprays, and in the next instant it condensed into a long snake tail, and then she shook her body from side to side, revealing her face. Satisfied appearance: "This time it's a lot more stable, I said, there is always a feeling of falling forward when I walk."

Lorraine: "..."

Odris looked back after hearing the movement: "..."

The people of Gaoling Kingdom seem to have a long way to go in establishing communication with the deep-sea races...

...

Amber happily ran to Gaowen’s study and delivered a huge piece of good news to Gaowen: “Received the instant messaging from the southern battlefield! Byron’s side has successfully arrived in the Gaoling Kingdom, and he has repaired an original quilt. The magic web hub occupied by the Aberrant Corps, now our communication with the south is completely restored!"

Gawain immediately put down the file in his hand, without concealing his joy at the moment: "Great! What happened to them finally getting there?"

"When they arrived, the main force of the deformed body that had descended from the Ogure tribal kingdom was attacking the Greta Fortress. The demon’s landing troops were in place in time," said Amber Balabala, with a red face as if she had seen it with her own eyes. "Now Byron, Ashalena and General Vanessa have gone to Greta Fortress and King Gaoling met, and the communication channel was kept open. Any situation there can be reported as soon as possible...Ah, yes, and this, it was sent from the other side after the communication was restored, and I made a copy. "

While talking, Amber took out a thin blue crystal plate less than a palm size from his arms and handed it to Gao Wen. Gao Wen took a look and found that it was a general-purpose storage crystal plate instead of the traditional one. Recording crystals rubbed by the hands of the mages. This standardized crystal is often used in data interaction equipment such as magic net terminals, wetware interactive interfaces, large computing nodes, etc. This thing is currently relatively expensive and only used in imperial government agencies or military It is widely used in the department, but with the expansion of production and technological updates, it has gradually spread to the private sector since last year.

"This is the battlefield record of the front line," Humber watched Gao Wen put the crystal board into the card slot of the magic net terminal next to him, and casually explained the content inside. It was shot directly from the air, and the battlefield overlooked after the battle..."

While speaking, the Monet terminal had been buzzingly activated, and the holographic projection appeared above the desktop, and the eyes of Gao Wen and Amber fell on the projection involuntarily.

The devastated southern battlefield, the defense line of the Gaoling Kingdom, the fire coverage from the Winter, storm and dark clouds, thunder and lightning.

Contemporary art from Cecil, from the battlefield wisdom of Kraken.

"...Old Zongzi, this is too evil..."

"One said one, indeed."