Chapter 658

"My Lord, we found this on the sea." Several paladins led the sailors to pull up an oak barrel with a fishing net: "this is the bucket for wine. It must have been thrown down by the heretics."

This is good news for Dale. The other side accelerates all the way by virtue of the blasphemous power of the witch, and has completely opened the distance from his own warship. At present, the captain is completely relying on inertial tracking.

According to the information, the ultimate destination of the group of celestines should be the town of hope. Unless they give up this goal, they will certainly sail in the current direction.

It's just that the celestines are so crafty that it's not impossible to make a temporary U-turn.

After discovering the cask, Dale was relieved to make sure that he was not in the wrong direction.

They could rely on the power of the Lord of the morning to locate the general direction of the gift, but they could only complete the ceremony by praying every day when the sun was rising.

In the sea, one day and one night is enough for the other party to fall hundreds of nautical miles away. With the current navigation technology, it is impossible to track down.

"The great lord of the morning has sheltered us. The pagans cannot escape. We are on the right course!" Gladiator Dale cheered up the sailors.

The risk of leaving two warships before made the morale of the whole fleet a little low. Dell just took the opportunity to improve the morale and publicize the greatness of the Lord of dawn.

This time, Dale took the believers of the Lord of dawn. When choosing the ship, he chose the captain who believed in the Lord of dawn.

Although the church as a whole gathers believers of various gods together to fight against chaos, the internal competition has never stopped.

Not to mention that there have been conflicts between some gods for a long time, and even the secular sects have been fighting each other for many years. The biggest role of the church organization is to avoid fighting in the face like this.

"Praise my Lord, your believers will always be on the right path!" On deck, sailors and paladins repeated in a low voice.

For a moment, the morale of warships full of paladins was so high that everyone believed that under the protection of the great gods, they would catch those damned heretics.

"Praise system, you mean these green skins are different and can communicate?" On the other side of the forest, Mike, who survived the disaster, also widened his eyes and looked at the Ganges player in front of him.

"Shh!" Absek Singh covered Mike's mouth: "be quiet, I mean their heads can communicate, not all of them can communicate. There are nearly 1500 green skins here. Except for the leader, the rest want to taste our taste!"

Poor Mike, from the very beginning, was regarded as a chess piece by Ma Ma Ma. He did not know that pirates had long been associated with the special green skin of idea brother.

The musket he used to be on top of him was also the prototype from the green skin in front of him, but he would soon know.

Because Mike saw that in the past green skin, there were some very big guys carrying a relatively well-made long gun.

He won't admit his mistake even if he dies. That's the weapon he is in charge of manufacturing on Treasure Island!

From drawings, to molds, to production processes, every step was followed up by Mike himself and taught the aborigines little by little!

Damn, do they have a deal with mama? These green skins won't send themselves back to mama, will they? Mike broke out in a cold sweat.

Then, the wounds were soaked with salt in the sweat, making Mike's face even paler.

"Are you an American? Or EU? " Absek looked at Mike's face carefully. It was white and brown. It didn't look like it was on the fur side.

Absek hopes to take advantage of this player and the players in these two forces to build up a line, and those who can fight against new China must be several other big hooligans.

Among them, the Africans were the first to be eliminated. Even without mentioning their consistent political stance, abushek did not look upon these gangs as darker than themselves, and the lazy ones could only rely on the mines to maintain their status.

If only Zhenjin was produced on the land where the Ganges river flowed... Absek's fantasy was disillusioned before it started.

Reason told him that if Zhenjin was really in his hometown, he would have called back 200 years ago.

Maozi is a traditional ally of new China, and absek doesn't know what he has to move the other party to change his position.

But EU and Meidi are different. They will be very happy to ally with themselves, right?

Highly educated absek Singh has long focused on the international situation. He once hoped to rely on the intervention of foreign forces to complete the delusion of regional independence.

Unfortunately, the plan failed before it even started. It seems that the aggression of new China was acquiesced by several big powers, and no force dared to speak out.

For a period of time, the only living aid force of absek was the umbrella company, which was also held in the soil by new China.Of course, there is a price to be paid for cooperating with those demons. Absek doesn't know how many of his compatriots have been sent to the umbrella laboratory.

Usually such units are carried out in villages, and sometimes absek wakes up in nightmares. He always sees himself wrapped in countless pieces of flesh and blood, unable to breathe.

If it had not been for that lofty goal that sustained him, absek suspected that he might have committed suicide.

"Are you an American or an EU?" Absek asked again, and he hoped that at least in the game, he could win the support of several other big powers.

"I'm an American." Mike made himself known and wanted to see what the other person was thinking.

"I am absek Singh, a humble man who wants to cooperate with you." "Here, we have a common enemy, the Xinhua people."

Mike's eyes lit up, and he felt that he was suddenly in the dark!

"Yes, we do have common enemies!" Mike took absek's hand: "so how many people and how much strength can you deal with the Xinhua people?"

"Oh, don't be so excited about my friend." Absek felt that the direction of the development of things began to deviate from his own expectations. His previous arguments to persuade the other side seemed to be completely useless. Was it because the American people were too enthusiastic?

"We have a lot of strength and a lot of people, but there's only one here." Absek said, pinching the first knuckle of his pinkie with his thumb.

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