People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Chapter 719: Team Reunion

Windermere walked on the chaotic battlefield with no expression of sadness or joy.

After the initial surprise, she adjusted her mindset as quickly as possible and carefully assessed her situation.

The sword guards around him had all been separated, and Victoria had also lost her most advantageous heavy weapons. She was now clearly at an absolute disadvantage.

The only thing that made Windermere feel fortunate was that the Sarkaz seemed to be affected by the power of the giant beast.

"That makes sense. If the Sarkaz could really control a giant beast, they wouldn't have to deal with Victoria at all."

Windermere continued to move forward while thinking.

Compared with the current predicament, Windermere was thinking about things beyond the war.

"Once again, a giant beast is involved in the war. This is a crisis, but it can also be an opportunity for Victoria to deter foreign enemies."

Windermere used his saber to pick up stones and explore the way, muttering to himself: "Cast, Wellington, I hope you won't be confused about this kind of thing. I can guard the border for you and wait for you to fight to a conclusion, but don't use Victoria to challenge my bottom line!"

She stared at the stone she had lifted up and landed safely on the ground, then took a step forward and continued walking.

The battlefield was disrupted by the power of the giant beast, and the direction and landmarks had long been lost, but Windermere had no intention of staying there and waiting for rescue.

After walking for a long time, Windermere took out his pocket watch and found, not surprisingly, that it had lost its value.

At this moment, the hour hand of the pocket watch was moving faster than the minute hand, and the second hand seemed to be possessed by the compass, pointing firmly to a certain direction.

Windermere sighed softly, put the pocket watch back into his pocket, and thought about other ways to tell time.

Before she could come up with an effective solution, the sound of artillery fire suddenly reached her ears.

Windermere turned his head and saw nothing in the direction where the sound came from.

She picked up the stone with her sword and shot it out, disappearing into the turbulent flow about ten meters away from her.

"It's Victoria's mobile Originium cannon firing..."

Windermere stared at the turbulent flow for a moment, then resolutely turned around and stepped into its range.

After a brief feeling of dizziness, the clearer sounds of fighting filled Windermere's ears.

She found herself on a small, empty battlefield, where Victoria's twenty-man army was exchanging fire with a group of ten Sarkaz.

Windermere's appearance immediately attracted the attention of both parties.

When the soldiers on Victoria's side saw Windermere, they were all cheered up and gathered their troops to rush to where she was.

But the Sarkaz were just as fast. After discovering that Windermere was obviously the enemy leader, they decisively launched a charge.

"Protect the Duke!" the Victorian soldiers exclaimed.

After hearing their shouts, the Sarkaz rushed faster.

Windermere: "..."

She didn't blame anything. No matter whether her soldiers shouted or not, she would become the target of the Sarkaz alone.

Compared to the witchcraft of the Sarkaz, although Victoria's artillery is more powerful and faster, its control is obviously inferior.

The Sarkaz are aware of this, so as long as they rush to Windermere, the Victorian soldiers will be afraid to act rashly.

"Unfortunately, I am not the target that needs to be protected."

The saber flashed with an icy light, and Windermere did not retreat but advanced, swinging his saber directly at the group of Sarkaz.

There was not much resistance. With Windermere's years of hard training in martial arts, those ordinary Sarkaz soldiers had almost no ability to resist.

When the last Sarkaz fell, Windermere shook off the blood on the blade, sheathed the knife and walked towards the Victorian soldiers who were coming to meet him.

"Duke!"

"Report your situation."

Windermere had no intention of reminiscing about the past and took command with great vigour.

The soldiers looked serious and quickly formed a formation. Their temporary team leader came forward to report.

"The team consists of seven people from the 17th group, ten people from the 24th group, and two people from the 08th group. They have one Originium cannon. A total of 13 enemies have been killed. Three people in the team were slightly injured. They can continue to fight!"

After listening to the report, Windermere nodded.

It is rare for this hastily assembled team to achieve such results, but now is not the time to reward them.

These soldiers knew Windermere's character well and were not in a hurry to take credit. No matter whether they were honored or died on the battlefield after the war, Windermere would never treat his soldiers unfairly.

The team leader thought for a moment and reported again:

“Duke, this Originium cannon of ours was actually stolen from a disabled secondary ship, where at least fifty Sarkaz gathered.

We tried to destroy the remaining Originium Cannons before we evacuated, but unfortunately we failed. The Sarkaz seem to want to learn how to use the Originium Cannons. If they succeed, there will be endless troubles. Please let the Duke decide!"

Windermere's eyes sharpened when he heard this.

But after a moment's silence, Windermere shook his head and said:

"We can't take any risks. Our primary goal right now is still to gather the team."

"Yes!"

After finalizing the battle strategy, Windermere led the team forward again without any delay.

But as he moved forward, Windermere was still thinking about the news the soldiers had just reported.

Fifty Sarkaz, this number is not worth mentioning on a normal battlefield.

But you have to know that this time the Sarkaz team only has more than a hundred people led by Manfred. Except for the Lord of the Royal Court and the Demon King, most of the Sarkaz's manpower can be said to be gathered on the paralyzed secondary ship.

Once they succeed in taking it, the only enemy left to the Duke's coalition will be the Lord of the Royal Court.

Windermere had to admit that she was moved.

……

……

"Have those soldiers in Victoria spread the news about the vice ship?"

Manfred turned his head and asked.

Beside him, the shapeshifter fiddled with the stone on his fingertips boredly and replied:

“We deliberately let many soldiers go, and we also managed to infiltrate some of them. Windermere was very cautious and did not fall for it.

But the good news is that the crown prince holding the national sword has gathered a team of 40 people and seems to be very interested in the secondary ship. "

Manfred bowed his head and pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said:

"It seems that the young lion is not going to be able to do anything at the moment. You can find an opportunity to steal the Breath of Kings from her. It is not surprising that Windermere will not be fooled."

"What are your plans now?" the Shapeshifter asked.

Hearing the shapeshifter's question, Manfred subconsciously became alert.

The shapeshifter looked hurt: "We were almost killed for your highness's plan, and finally survived and came to cooperate with the general's plan. Now we have become outsiders. This is our..."

"Stop!" Manfred's scalp tingled. "Your Excellency should have less contact with Qi Yan. Your recent behavior and remarks are becoming more and more incomprehensible."

"We need to find something for ourselves to do."

"Then I'll have to trouble you to make another trip and inform Lord Blood Demon that I have captured Windermere's flagship."

Manfred scanned the surrounding time turbulence and said in a deep voice, "After the power of the Life Spine dissipates, we need the Blood Demon Lord to come and help break through the Silverstone Cliff and cooperate with the Scavenger King to attack Wellington's troops from the front and back."

"You are deceiving us," the Shapeshifter said bluntly.

Manfred stared at her without making any response.

"We just want to know one thing," the shapeshifter pressed. "Is this what you mean, or what does Teresis mean?"

Manfred remained silent.