Chapter 737： Betrayal (Happy Dragon Boat Festival!) (1/2)
”Bruce, let's see what we do next!” Lelis glanced at the stalemate behind him, but after the aftermath of the battle was a very scary area, he said solemnly to the side of Bruce.
”---”
Hearing this, Bruce didn't know where he got a guitar. After playing it twice, he laughed and said, ”The commander is looking at you, I want to use the newly developed trick proposed by your majesty! ”
Hearing this, Riliss eyes lit up and asked some incredible, ”Which trick have you really worked out?”
”Of course, you don't look at me!” Bruce's mouth raised slightly and said confidently.
”That's really great!” Rilis smiled and said sternly, ”With this trick, the battle will be over faster!”
”Just wait and see me perform!” Bruce raised his brows and said with an exaggerated smile.
”Okay!” Lelis nodded and glanced at the current position of the fleet he led, then his voice turned and said sternly, ”It's almost done, let's start preparing on your side! I should also say what I said. Show the navy that Your Majesty has prepared a big surprise for them!”
With that, Rilis subconsciously turned his head to look at Bruce!
At the same time, Bruce also turned to look at him!
The two looked at each other and smiled, and they both saw the cunning and joking that came out of each other's eyes!
”Yo ha ha ha-let's get started, I really want to see what the navy look will be!” Bruce said with some excitement.
Listening to Bruce's words, Lelis did not answer any more, but stretched out his right hand and snapped his fingers to the rear!
”Snapped!”
Accompanied by the crisp sound, a St. Martin's navy trot forward and respectfully delivered a signal flare to Leliss!
----
the other side!
Just when Rilis's fleet bypassed the frozen sea of the blue pheasant, and was about to rush to the front of the mixed army forward, that is, the King Whitt team.
The commander of the mixed army after the departure of the Warring States period, wearing a navy suit and a navy cloak, was two meters tall, sturdy, with black and white hair, and a somewhat old admiral Byjam, subconsciously wrinkled. brow!
This time, when the Warring States period came, he brought not only the red dog and the blue pheasant, but also four lieutenants.
And the purpose is naturally that after he, the blue pheasant, and the red dog have all shot, someone can command the army for them!
Because of this, the four lieutenants in the Warring States period are all old men in the navy, and they have rich experience in warfare!
After all, you have to command the army!
If you don't have rich experience in warfare, the Warring States period is afraid of any mistakes!
And Byjam is the best of the four lieutenants!
As a lieutenant admiral, at the age of sixty-five this year, he has been working in the navy for almost forty years!
From an ordinary navy sundler all the way to the position of lieutenant general, he has experienced countless wars along the way.
Although he didn't give much credit every time, he could withdraw from the war intact every time!
And the reason why he can do this is not luck, nor is it superhuman talent in physical skills, nor is it his brain, but two words---be careful!
These two words can be said to run through his life!
No matter what kind of war it was in, whether it was crushed or evenly matched, he never dared to forget these two words. He always insisted on being careful and then careful. He would never make a move if he couldn't figure out the situation of the opponent. Once he had to make a move. At that time, just use the power of thunder to kill the opponent's thoughts and face every war!
Because of this, he has always been careful. When Rilis led the army towards him, he noticed that there was something wrong with the army led by Rilis!
Well, some are too reckless!
Normally, when the two armies are fighting at sea and there is no strong one, unless there is a last resort or there is any special need, such as robbery, otherwise the two sides will not approach the enemy recklessly!
After all, who knows what happens when approaching the enemy?