An eagle spread its wings and soared in the blue sky. m.

It flapped its wings and passed through a cloud as thin as white gauze. Immediately, the scene on the ground became clear.

I saw at the end of the sea, a continuous black earth.

On the ground stands a prosperous city facing the sea and built on the mountain. The buildings of the city rise up like steps.

Rows of residential shops, densely packed towers and pavilions, criss-crossed streets and alleys... all kinds of buildings extend to the top of the mountain, and finally on the top of the mountain are like a crouching tiger, entrenched by a large castle-like building.

On the blue sea facing the city, there are countless ships pouring towards the port.

Looking down from a high altitude, they are like giant parameciums, dragging white trails behind them, slowly rushing towards the port, filling the sea outside the port.

At the forefront of the team, there are dozens of even greater Paramecium.

It was actually a human battleship, headed by the USS Enterprise, the Royal Ark, and the Victory-class battleship.

They did not enter the port directly, and stopped outside the Caribbean port.

The huge battleships and accompanying cruisers all lay side by side and joined end to end to form a huge semicircle, like a sea wall, enclosing the entire port.

If you look sideways, you will see that the portholes of the battleship are all open, exposing the muzzle of the black hole inside, facing the Caribbean harbor...

In the harbour, countless Semitic boats were madly heading towards the dock and the coast. As soon as these boats reached the shore, the people on them dropped the boats and couldn't wait to flee into the city.

On the other side of the land, on the coast of Caribbean City, there are more than a dozen watchtowers and fortresses around the huge port.

The heavy ballistas several meters wide on the seat above were all opened, and the red bursting crystal at the tip was shining dangerously in the sun.

Such important war materials will not be released until the last moment.

A little later in the turret, on the top of the coastal fortress, more than a dozen heavy trebuchets, five or six stories high, were also erected.

The sword was unsheathed, the bow and arrow were wound, the battle was on the verge, and the entire sea was silent.

Human warships and Caribbean guards are separated by a port, a few miles away, facing each other nervously.

The soldiers on both sides clenched their weapons and stared at each other nervously, their hearts raised in their throats.

On the turret in the Caribbean port, looking at the giant ship like a mountain in front of them, the Semitic soldiers felt that they could see the cold eyes of the humans on the battleship-they came for revenge, and they must hurt the killer~!

Through the porthole, the human gunners seemed to be able to clearly see the pale faces and firm expressions of the Semitic people on the opposite side—in order to defend their homeland, they would not hesitate to shed blood and sacrifice~!

Between the two armies were fleeing ships and civilians crowded with piers, and they uttered noisy exclamations and shouts.

However, the two armies facing away from each other were very quiet. There were no drums, no military orders, and no morale-enhancing slogans. The coalition navy and the Caribbean defenders all watched each other silently.

The situation is extremely critical. At the moment, the Caribbean Port is like a huge gunpowder barrel. Even a tiny spark will detonate the entire barrel.

No one knows what will happen in the next moment.

All the soldiers can do is to hold their weapons tightly and wait for the order to fire at any time.

×××××Brad, the lord of Iskander, dressed in military uniform, topped with a helmet and drew on a long sword, walked out of the room imposingly.

Seeing the brigade guards assembled in the courtyard, he frowned immediately, and yelled at the officer next to him dissatisfiedly: "What are you still doing here? Don't go and prepare to evacuate the people for me."

The officer hesitated for a moment, then hesitated: "But, your safety, sir..."

City Lord Iskander gave him an angry look, and said coldly, "Now the safety of the Semi is more important~!"

The officer couldn't help but agitated, and hurriedly said loudly, "Yes~!"

Iskander pointed to the harbour in front of him, and continued: "The enemy's army is under pressure. Maybe they will rush up right away.

We must act as quickly as possible to remove all the civilians in the city, otherwise, if the enemy attacks, all the people in the city will suffer. "

"But..." The officer opened his mouth, and he still had to argue.

Iskander said coldly: "This is an order, execute it immediately~!"

The officer dared not speak any more, but quickly saluted and shouted, "Brothers, come with me~!"

Then he turned around and left, and the soldiers in the courtyard ran out quickly behind him.

City Master Yiqi Kandel glanced at him with admiration, and then continued: "Remember to bring kerosene. After evacuating the people, wait for my signal. Once the signal is sent, you will set me on fire.

We cannot get this port, nor can humans get it~!

Let the humans see that the Semites have never lacked passionate men. "

The last sentence was gritted teeth, murderous.

The officer couldn't help but shook, turned his head, took a look at City Lord Iskander, and then exhausted all the strength in his chest, yelling, "Yes, my lord~!"

Then he yelled at the soldiers: "You all heard it, all of you have it, run~!"

Amidst his roar, the soldiers took big steps and hurried out.

At this time, City Lord Iskander turned around, looked at his wife in front of the hall, and said softly: "My dear, you also quickly pack up and go out of the city now.

This time human beings have come across the sea and are determined to win. Just looking at the strength of the troops outside is several times ours, I think it is difficult for us to stand up. "

The lady of the city lord looked at him, with tears flashing in her eyes, hesitated, and said: "Didn't Fiona say that Lorraine is not a high-ranking official on the human side? Maybe we..."

Before she could finish her words, Lord Iskander interrupted her immediately and said boldly: "We are Semites, this is the land of our Iskander family.

No matter who it is, if he dares to invade our homeland, he must first step over my corpse~! "

The city owner's wife was speechless for a while, hesitatingly said: "However, anyhow we are also relatives, he..."

The city owner glared, and said angrily: "What about relatives? What do you know? This is not the love of children, but the military affairs. It is related to the future of our family and the Semites. Even if it is bloody, we will never allow to shrink back. Half a step.

Women have long hair and short knowledge~! "

As he said, he stepped on the horse angrily, flicked the rein, and rushed out.

When he rushed out of the hospital door, he looked back and saw his wife still standing at the door, staring at him, his heart softened, and then he sighed softly.

But in the next moment, seeing the overwhelming human battleship outside the port, his heart hardened again: At this time, he can only fight the enemy to the end and gain time for transfer.

Otherwise, the tragic old things from 800 years ago will be repeated before our eyes~!

As the lord of the city, he is responsible for protecting the land and the people. Even if he died in battle, he would never allow the invaders to set foot on the Semitic land~!

Thinking of this, he rushed towards the harbor.

Along the way, I saw refugees carrying packages and panicked everywhere. They helped the old and the young, yelled, ran out of their homes, gathered on the street, and hurriedly walked outside the city. All were panicked.

"Humans are coming again~!"

"Run if you don't want to die."

"Get out of here, you will be safe in the mountains."

But while all the residents of the city were fleeing, the city lord was comforted by the fact that there were more than a dozen troops rushing to the port with him against the flow of people.

Outside the ××××××× harbor, on the USS Enterprise surrounded by heavy warships, Lorraine was holding his binoculars, carefully observing the familiar city, and felt full of emotion for a while. Secretly said: "Finally, uncle, I am back again~!"

Although more than two years have passed, the city has not changed at all.

The port is still so big, the city is still so old, and even the Xiacheng district, where robbers, thieves, and crooks gather, is still so broken. Nothing has changed.

As if time had stagnated here, just like this lifeless continent.

Perhaps the Caribbean Port has been like this for hundreds of years.

His binoculars swept over the nervous Semitic soldiers in the harbor, and saw that they were all preparing for battle frantically, and he couldn't help but smile: The following is extremely difficult work~!

Some people may think that when the human army arrives, they shout "liberation, freedom, equality," slogans.

Then the Sans saw Luo Jueye, a cheap brother-in-law, shook his body and dissipated his domineering spirit, so the big guy bowed and surrendered.

Then everyone gathered together happily, holding hands, dancing in a circle dance, singing "Cheers for Friendship" together, and then join hands to march towards a beautiful and happy tomorrow.

In this case, as long as you were not caught by the door when you were young, or kicked by a donkey, or you read too much official newspaper, you won't believe it~!

After all, humans are here to invade them, not to have a sorority with them.

The coalition forces did not contribute to the development of the Semitic.

The so-called war is looting and killing~!

Just like when the Immortal Clan took the Semites to fight on the human turf, no matter how beautiful their slogans were, the humans still copied guys to fight them to the end.

Everyone knows that these guys are here to grab their money, their land, and their women.

Here, it is the same.

The war will not cease to erupt because of the relative relationship of two people.

In fact, throughout the history of the world, the more relatives, the more you copy guys, and the harder you fight.

The royal families of Europa that have been dead for hundreds of years are all relatives.

Lorraine thought of this, and immediately felt that the girl next to him was firmly holding his hand, and couldn't help but lowered her head and glanced, only to see that the delicate hand was a little pale and cramped due to excessive force.

He immediately stretched out his hand and gently patted the opponent's jade hand.

The man couldn't help but shook, and then he came to his senses, then looked at Lorraine, shaking and saying: "Lorraine, we won't fight, will we? We won't fight..."

Lorraine looked at the other party's beautiful eyes with tears, smiled, and comforted: "Fiona, don't worry. With me here, we won't fight."

Then he sighed deeply and said in his heart: Shouldn't it?

The army of millions, the soldiers of the country, traveled thousands of miles and experienced various difficulties and obstacles.

Such a huge steel legion would never turn around because of a city lord's obstruction. Even if this city lord is Sir Alex Ferguson's cheap old man.

This coalition army, after all, is not alone in saying it. In fact, even if Sir Alex Ferguson had the final say, he could not give up easily.

And Fiona was also worried that her loved ones would kill each other, so she hurried over by the war fortress in a hurry.

This is the father on one side and the boyfriend on the other. No matter which side fails, it is a huge disaster for her.

At this time, Lorraine nodded to a general next to him.

The man smiled bitterly, touched his nose, and mocked himself: "It seems that this stinking flash and annihilation for thousands of years, I am really set."

Rao was full of sadness, but after hearing what he said, she couldn't help but laughed, and then said: "Cousin Melun, the rise and fall of our two clans, the safety of Caribbean City, billions The hopes of the creatures are all placed on you.

Once successful, you will be the number one hero of our Semites, and you will surely live forever. "

As he said, he tightened his dress and bowed to Merun in a serious manner.

Melun smiled bitterly, pouted his lips frustratedly, and said, "Whether it's a long-lived life or a stinking stinking life, I don't want either of these two."

At the same time, he secretly said in his heart: "I knew this was the case, I might as well be my **** in the Caribbean."

Then he leaned slightly, with his feet together, saluted everyone in Lorraine with a ‘pop’, and then walked down the gangway next to him and jumped onto a small boat in the sea.

After getting on the ship, he checked the white flag on the ship to see if it was tied firmly.

At this time, the boat galloped forward quickly under the sails of the sailors.

There is really no more suitable person for this job.

Although far away, Melan had already waved the flag, yelled, and shouted: "Don't fire, don't fire, it's me, brothers, my own, I'm the silent of our Caribbean Fourth Division. General Lun..."

Maybe it was because he was afraid of death, maybe it was because he had eaten too much in the past two days. At this time, he shouted out and was full of breath, so that everyone on both sides could hear clearly.

All the officers and soldiers on the shore were taken aback.

An officer shouted immediately: "Don't release arrows, don't release arrows first..."

But at the same time, some soldiers slowly turned the direction of the ballista, and only waited for something wrong, then fired at the boat.

At this time, the boat was already near.

A Semitic officer stood up from the guard tower and looked toward the sea.

Sure enough, he saw a young man in the uniform of a Semitic general standing on the bow, waving his hands to the people on the shore.

Although he was pale in fright and sweating profusely because of the dread of the sparkling crystal on the ballista, the officer could still recognize that he was the nephew of Lord Santos. The division commander of the Caribbean Fourth Division, General Melun, this guy is also considered the number one well-known person in the Caribbean city.

And faintly, this guy is greasy and seems to have gained a lot?

Everyone on the watchtower moved suddenly.

"Meron, is it really General Melun?"

"Didn't it mean that the expeditionary army has destroyed the regiment?"

"Yes, I recognize him."

"He didn't die?"

"He's back?" "How did this second generation ancestor survive?"

"Miracle, miracle~!"

"..." Melan listened below, and couldn't help but a black line: How much do these puppies want to die?

The officer hesitated for a moment, and said, "Jiang...sir, what about our brothers in the Fourth Division? How are they?"

Murren thought for a while, and then said, "All the Caribbean people we went out were behind. There were more than ten thousand people, not one less."

After finishing speaking, he puffed his chest proudly.

Although he was extremely unqualified as the commander of the division, he brought back a lot of all his brothers. This is his immortal feat.

Everyone present burst into a burst of enthusiastic cheers.

Although the soldiers of the Caribbean Fourth Division are not strong in combat effectiveness, and they are really too scumbags, they are all Caribbean locals, and they are all related to relatives, and many of them are sentries. Among the soldiers' brothers.

Originally thought that these relatives had already died on the human continent, but now suddenly knowing that they are still alive and have come back with all their beards, they are naturally extremely happy.

Some people even burst into tears of joy and almost didn't cry.

Seeing this, the officer immediately waved his hand to signal to let him go.

The boat then continued to gallop forward.

In the central fortress of the harbor, Lord Iskander sits in the middle with a golden sword, supervising the battle. Suddenly heard the cheers coming from outside, he was taken aback.

Without waiting for him to ask questions, he saw an officer rushing in and shouting with joy: "My lord, my lord, General Melun is back, General Melun is back.

He also said that there are quite a few brothers in our Fourth Division, and all of them are alive~! "

The officers present couldn't help but yelled happily and jumped up.

City Lord Iskander was startled at first, and then smiled.

He has no sons, so he treats Melun as if he had gone out. I was very happy to hear that he was still alive. But soon his face fell.

All the officers present found that the atmosphere was not right, and immediately all became quiet.

At this moment, I heard the sound of footsteps outside, and then a young general strode in.

He came to the front ~lightnovelpub.net~ bowed on one knee and bowed to the lord of the city. He cried and said, "Uncle, I'm back."

City Lord Iskander lowered his head and glanced, it was not bad, it was Melan, and what was horrifying: This kid actually gained a lot.

There was a hint of joy on his face, but immediately he snorted and murmured: "You still have a face to come back. How did you come back? Did you bring the human army outside?"

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became cold.

The joy on everyone's faces faded, and they all looked at Melun coldly. Some people even quietly stretched their hands to the hilt of the knife around their waists-everyone hated the traitor.

Melun smiled bitterly, complained twice in his heart, and then laughed with him: "My lord, the imperial army wants me to give you a word... Hey, why did I seem to say something strange?"

He paused, then said, "My lord, Lord Lorraine wants me to bring you a word."

(To be continued) q