For the soldiers of the Gaoling Kingdom stationed in Greta Fortress, today's experience will probably become the most incredible and bizarre memory of their entire lives. The "Meteor Fire Rain" fell from the sky, the heavy artillery bombing that instantly disintegrated the distorted tide, the heavy rain storm covering the entire plain, and 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 after fighting...

"Hi, landing at high altitudes, there are always times when accidents occur. Who can say the celestial phenomenon is accurate? We can only create an environment suitable for airborne, but we cannot control all high-air flows 100%. "On the wall of the Greta Fortress, a siren with long sea blue hair patted the shoulder of a soldier next to him, explaining carelessly why he fell outside the battlefield. "I was right when I jumped down. In theory, it should be right next to a small group of distorted bodies that survived the bombing. As a result, who thought that he encountered a strong wind when he fell halfway through the landing, and the wind was whimpering. At that time, my form had been switched, and it was too late to adjust the trajectory. Then wouldn't it be pia to drop your feet..."

The one who was patted on his shoulder was a young soldier who looked at at most seventeen or eighteen years old and had a nervous face. While holding the weapon in his hand, he couldn't help but look at the "interracial friendly" in front of him. Although the other party had a strange snake-like tail, his upper body was still a beautiful lady, which made the young man look quite nervous and shy: "Then... Then you weren't injured? I just saw you falling seriously when he fell down, and half of his body was embedded... It's really okay?"

"I'm fine! I did a form switch when it fell down, and it wasn't that easy to fall to death," the blue-haired sneer patted his chest with a happy look on his face. "And that's where I went. At that time, I followed a few sisters to surf near the sea cliff, and was hit on the cliff by a big wave. I was photographed on the spot. Of course, they were quite broken..."

The young soldier looked at a loss. The topic was beyond his previous experience of communicating with people. He could only try to squeeze out a smile and find a way to not be too strange for his expression: "...that sounds really amazing..."

"It's okay, we hold a sudden death creative competition every year, and my record is not enough. General Vanessa often says that although I'm creative, I don't have enough viewing, especially lacking a kind of explosive power in peace... Anyway, I don't understand it very much. I'm not good at art," the blue-haired Siren waved his hand, and then he had a hint of regret in his expression. "Oh, if you want to say that the most headache this time is to fall outside the range, you will definitely be laughed at by them when you look back. I haven't even cut off any enemy in a fight..."

Young soldier: "…"

This time he was completely unable to answer the conversation. Obviously, the living habits of Siren are too early for a human with normal values...

Fortunately, this awkward state did not last long. The careless blue-haired Siren seemed to have suddenly felt something. She looked up at the outside of Greta Fortress, then turned around and said, "Ah, it seems that my boss has come over. I will leave first after a while. It's quite interesting to talk to you if you have the chance..."

After saying this, the blue-haired Siren didn't care whether the young soldier responded to him. His tail swung left and right and left quickly, leaving only a young man with a shocked face staring at a departing back in a daze. After a long time, another soldier who looked older last year came from the neighborhood and poked his elbow with his elbow and was still stunned: "Hey, you are still watching after everyone has left? Are you stupid?"

The young soldier then suddenly realized his reaction, but he only opened his mouth with a strange expression, as if he didn't know how to speak. When he saw this, he couldn't help but feel teasing: "Look at you so stupid... Well, there's no way. Although the race is different, that lady does look pretty. What's wrong? The first time in life I've said so much to a beautiful girl? Do you have any feelings?"

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

These brief and unexpected exchanges were just some episodes in Greta Fortress, and Odris did not have the extra energy to pay attention to and think about what long-term impact such a deep-sea race and land kingdom would have on the world. For the king who had been on this line of defense for a whole winter, the two reinforcements from the Cecil Empire in the north and the Deep-sea Siren Kingdom are what he attaches most importance to at this stage.

On an upper platform in 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 bloody smell soaked in the battlefield seemed to still seep out of their clothes. When a buzzing sounded from the sky, they all looked up at the sky. A silver-gray dragon cavalry and a huge figure of three red dragons appeared in front of them. The latter was obviously the escort team of the aircraft.

Lorraine couldn't help but mutter softly: "...two years ago, the dragon was still a legendary creature..."

"Two years ago, we thought that the magnificent wall could stand for centuries," Odris shook his head gently, whispering as he watched the aircraft and the three dragons slowly lowered their height. "The world has changed so fast."

While speaking, the aircraft had landed smoothly in the center of the platform, and the three giant dragons who were on the escort mission were shrouded in the air by a magical glow. Then they turned into human form and landed next to the dragon cavalry at a height that an ordinary human would definitely fall to death. The lady with long red hair among them stepped forward, as if she wanted to support the gray-haired general who was walking out of the dragon cavalry, but the latter just waved his hand and jumped to the ground in agile shape, looking as flexible as 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. However, when she walked out of the cockpit, she was obviously not as "cool" as Byron. She carefully held the handrail next to her and walked down a tilted pedal, and then adjusted her standing posture, as if she was not used to walking on land with her legs.

Odris brought Lorraine and others to meet him. The strong one-eyed king first recognized Byron. Although both sides had never met before, he still saw that face in some publicity materials: "General Byron, thank you very much for your assistance. The entire southern battlefield can now breathe a sigh of relief. This is next to you..."

His eyes fell on the red-haired dragon lady and the blue-haired lady. Although he had some speculations, he did not rashly guess their identities.

"Asharena, commander of the Third Expeditionary Force of the Duchy of the Holy Dragons, also serves as the Alliance Liaison Officer," the red-haired dragon lady nodded. "A dragon-born unit I led operates with General Byron's expeditionary fleet. In the next period, we will also assist the southern battlefield in ensuring air supremacy."

"Vanessa, the Lord of the Deep Sea War, led the Antavern Expeditionary Force to support the Alliance at the order of the Ocean Lord Queen Petia," the blue-haired lady spoke immediately, her voice soft and textured, as if there was a wonderful "rhythm" hidden in each syllable, which was a distinctive feature of many Sirens when using the common language of humanity. "The communication between Loren and Antavern is currently interrupted, so I am fully responsible for all matters on the battlefield of the Alliance."

"Ah! I remembered it," Lorraine couldn't help but look at the blue-haired lady a few more times since the beginning, because he always felt that the other person's face looked familiar, and then suddenly realized, "The face that appeared on the clouds before seemed to be...you?"

"That's right, it's me," Vanessa smiled. Her gentle and friendly appearance at this moment made it hard to imagine her other side of the battlefield. "The situation was special at that time. I saw that your defense line was about to collapse, and the communication could not be established. The cold winter number had to cover the battlefield immediately, so I could only choose the simplest and intuitive way to contact you. Fortunately, your human understanding is very outstanding and he actually understood my face..."

God TM understood his face! Is the "action of my face" of you deep-sea creatures such a simple and rough process? Just print an 18-kilometer-wide face in the sky and send emoticons to people on the ground?!

Except for Vanessa herself, anyone with normal values ​​thought this was too evil. However, the prince with a good education and the kingly duties of Odris could only hold his words in the bronchials. Only Byron was a person with no psychological burden. He couldn't help but mutter on the spot: "To be honest, I'm used to you Siren's usual harmony, but you can't be so evil..."

"The result is not very good," Vanessa looked indifferent, "At worst, I'll put the words on next time..."

Odris was a little confused about how to intervene in this topic for a moment. He had never seen such a strange conversation in his half life, and the two sides of the conversation were the supreme commanders of the two expeditionary forces. Fortunately, Ms. Ashalina interjected at this time and forced the topic to revise the abnormality: "Let's discuss these details later. We still have some serious matters to talk about. Your Majesty the King, we need a place to talk."

"Of course," Odris nodded immediately, "The reception room has been arranged in the fortress and welcome dinners. Although the conditions are relatively difficult now, the food and berry wine in the Kaoling Kingdom should still relieve you of the fatigue of the journey."

When Byron heard this, he immediately took a step forward: "Then let's go quickly, we can eat and talk."

The group walked towards the living room of Greta Fortress, Odris and several military officers led the way, while Lorraine was two steps behind and walked with the commanders of the Expeditionary Force. Although the young prince had been working hard to maintain his decent words and deeds, his occasional attention changes could not be hidden from the perceived master of the deep-sea war, who perceived unusual people. General Vanessa looked back at Lorraine and asked curiously: "Do you have something to say?"

"Uh..." Lorraine was a little embarrassed for a moment. He quietly paid attention to his father walking in front of him, and then said to Vanessa with a hint of embarrassment, "Sorry, I had no intention of offending, but... I thought the sirens were acting with long snake tails or fish tails. I didn't expect you... Well, I didn't expect you to walk with your legs like us."

"The space in the aircraft is small and the tail cannot be released, so it temporarily turns into legs," Vanessa replied casually, "I forgot if you don't remind me."

Before she finished speaking, the sirens' general's lower body suddenly burst into a large number of scattered water, and then condensed into a long snake tail in the next moment. Then she shook her body left and right, showing a satisfied look on her face: "This time I'm much more stable, I said, "When I walk, I always feel like I'm falling forward."

Lorraine: “…”

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

In establishing communication with deep-sea races, it seems that the people of the Gaoling Kingdom still have a long way to go...

...

Amber ran to Gao Wen's study excitedly and sent a huge good news to Gao Wen: "I received instant messaging on the southern battlefield! Byron had successfully arrived in the territory of the Gaoling Kingdom, and a magic network hub that was originally occupied by the distorted legion was repaired. Now our communication with the south has been completely restored!"

Gao Wen immediately put down the documents in his hand, without hiding his joy at the moment: "That's great! They finally arrived there, how was the situation?"

"When they arrived, a distorted force heading south from the Agure Tribe State was attacking Greta Fortress with all their might. It is said that the external defense line of the Kaoling Kingdom would collapse a little later. Fortunately, the artillery support of the Cold Winter and the Siren landing troops were in place in time," Amber balabala said, with a red face as if she had seen it with her own eyes. "Now Byron, Asharena and General Vanessa have gone to Greta Fortress to meet the Kaoling King, the communication channel remains open, and any situations there can be reported as soon as possible... Oh, right, and this, this is transmitted from the other side after the communication is restored, and I copied a copy."

While speaking, Amber took out a blue crystal plate less than the size of a palm from his arms and handed it to Gao Wen. Gao Wen took it and found that this was a universal storage crystal plate that replaced the traditional recording crystal that was rubbed by the mages. This standardized crystal is often used in magic network terminals, wet parts interaction interfaces, large computing nodes and other data interaction devices. This thing is still relatively expensive at present and is only commonly used in imperial government agencies or military departments. However, with the expansion of production and the update of technology, it has gradually spread to the public since last year.

"This is the battlefield record on the front line," Amber looked at Gao Wen putting the crystal panel into the slot of the Magic Net terminal next to him, explaining the contents casually. "Part of it was recorded on the cold winter number, part of it was taken directly by Asa Lena in the air, and the battlefield overlooking after the battle..."

While speaking, the Magic Net terminal was already buzzing, and the holographic projection appeared on the desktop. Gao Wen and Amber's eyes fell on the projection involuntarily.

The devastated southern battlefield, the defense line of the Gaoling Kingdom, the firepower cover from the cold winter, storms and dark clouds, thunder and lightning.

Contemporary art from Cecil, battlefield wisdom from Siren.

"...Old Zongzi, this is a bit weird..."
Chapter completed!