Chapter 249 Receiving the Fleet

Facing Mark's "Is there anything wrong with your mind?" ' The look in Her Majesty's face was full of bitterness.

Just because Mark didn't care about the mess on the Ice and Snow Cult's side doesn't mean he knew nothing about it.

With the help of the ice nobles, Barbara finally got rid of part of her bad luck. The ice saint also took control of most of the military power. In theory, everyone has a bright future.

Anastasia spent ten minutes explaining the current situation, and Mark understood.

Without it, the Lisa Federation will collapse.

It turned out that Lisa didn't want to pick up the large number of ice and snow remnants who came over, and these hundreds of thousands of people turned away as guests if they didn't do well. However, Wright didn't want to take care of it. The Lisa Federation itself could not drive away these armed refugees, and the Saint strictly prohibited robbery.

It costs money to eat, drink, and have sex with all these big men. They also brought a large amount of gold and other hard currencies, as well as many expensive works of art that the Wright Empire also recognized.

During this period, Lisa even formed a abnormal prosperity circle - merchants and civilians from various islands in the Lisa Federation drove ships to bring various supplies, and Wright merchants even transported food and smuggled weapons to sell to the ice and snow nobles. , taking away a large amount of gold, silver and works of art on their return trip.

With the appearance of [Death Knell Samikina] and the destruction of the art city, and the surge of evil spirits in various places, all countries suddenly became tense, and those who had food were hoarding it, saying that they would not sell it at all.

Although the Saint had been deliberately stocking up on food and had enough food for the army for three months, her lack of follow-up meant that she could not drag it out.

The saint spoke eloquently: "In fact, the emperor's troops have begun to shrink across the board. If we counterattack, we can hope to build a line of defense across the Ural Mountains and essentially divide the Bill Empire."

"Where are the evil spirits that came out?" Mark asked casually.

"Pray to the goddess to appear and bless us to gain a piece of land in these troubled times. As long as we survive this wave of demonic attacks, it depends on which side of us and the emperor will live better."

Mark was silent.

She had to take a big gamble.

There were only two ways before her, either to occupy the magpie's nest, or to directly occupy several islands in the Lisa Federation, and occupy the islands to become the king. But in this case, there would be no righteousness in the first place. Leaving aside Mark's side, she also has to consider the attitudes of the Wright Empire and the Church of Storms.

The counterattack is justified, but God only knows how many believers will survive if it is carried out like this.

As she said, it depends on whether the goddess appears.

According to the information Mark has from multiple parallel worlds, the Ice and Snow Goddess can be said to kneel to the end without struggling.

"Old friend, I hope you are well." Mark sent the guest off simply.

"I have one last small request."

"Our church wants to borrow your fleet. We will pay for it." When the saint said this, she paused and observed Mark's reaction. Seeing Mark's unmoved expression, she knew that the price was not enough and had to pay more: "Of course, for the sake of our friendship, I can send a force to attack Stopol Port. There are more than two hundred large and small ships there, so take It's all yours."

"More than two hundred ships?"

"I must admit that there are less than fifty ships that can be moved in the port. And half of them are frigates of less than 500 tons, and many of the rest are old cruisers and destroyers that have been eliminated from the previous generation. For mortals, this is a burden, But for you who want to seize sea power, maybe the meaning is different."

"Oh? What do you need me to do?"

"Your fleet and behemoths only need to look at the outer port. There is a high probability that they will not need to engage in a firefight with the Bill Empire's fleet."

After the saint finished speaking, miraculously, the fate dice actually responded.

In the vision of destiny, Mark was surprised to find that with the help of the Saint, his plan turned into an enhanced version.

Two scenes flooded into his mental sea: one was from a world where Wang Hao once lived, and the other was from the world of Azeroth where McDonald had to play Gundam.

The two old brothers gave him some drawings, but he had never used them before.

Now...

Mark smiled: "Deal!"

On July 10, a large-scale cross-sea counterattack began.

The first batch of 200,000 "Sardine" soldiers were waiting on the coast. They were loaded onto the ships by more than 500 large and small cargo ships. Then they crossed more than 50 kilometers of sea routes in an extremely chaotic manner to counterattack the bridgehead of the Port of Austin.

Because freighters are of different sizes and speeds, there are many laggards along the way.

The number of troops that actually reached the port of Austin on time was less than 100,000.

Logically speaking, it would be strange for a fleet with such a high profile not to be attacked head-on.

The port of Austin was deserted.

The emperor withdrew all the garrison and gave up the bridgehead port.

Five days later, the Ice and Snow Cult took over Stopol Port in one go and handed over all 256 large and small ships as agreed.

"Then next, may the goddess of ice and snow protect you!" Mark was in a good mood, and he caught a large number of ships without directly going to war with Emperor Peter.

He had to use a large number of tugs and even dreadnoughts to pull back a lot of iron lumps that were still floating on the sea.

On the dock, the two said goodbye.

They all knew that they would have to rely on ice and snow to teach them next.

Mark didn't tell her that misfortune had already hung over the entire Ice and Snow Church.

After separating from the Ice and Snow Church, Mark called over the three goddesses.

The three goddesses, Muse, Litchell, and Petin, stood upright in front of him.

There are seven-colored lights refracting around the body, and every circling illusory note is shining with glow.

One was wearing a "book page" dress made of hundreds of pages of paper and thick black-framed glasses, looking like a female academic.

Another one...is an abstract oil painting of a female body.

Perhaps they were once high-altitude goddesses revered by thousands of people. Now they are more like students waiting for exams.

Those who pass the exam are called candidates.

Don’t rule out an accident!

Barbara had secretly communicated with Muse. Theoretically, Mark's test wouldn't be too difficult. Who can say for sure?

If the roasted raw meat enters the barbecue area and turns into roasted sausage, who can you ask to explain?

The three of them were really nervous.

Mark spoke slowly: "I need you to help me go to the Wind Island in western Leyte to find some wooden people."

As soon as the words were spoken, the expressions of the three goddesses changed slightly.

Linfeng Island is a large island across the sea from the Wright Empire, but in the past thousand years, the imperial infantry has never set foot on it. It is a virgin forest land covering an area of ​​more than 200,000 square kilometers.

Neither the empire's giant ships nor its infantry can conquer it, for one reason only - the Wind Gods.

Several gods who worship nature are entrenched there, and similar to the previous ice and snow goddesses, they have not joined the orthodox church.

Unexpectedly, Mark had the courage to stretch his claws over there.

How can this make the three goddesses not feel bitter?