Chapter 290 Evacuation from Guangming City

A figure, holding two huge electromagnetic cannons, slowly landed from the sky over Guangming City to the gate of the temple. The voices of the people in the city were boiling, and their backbone came back.

Jietian suddenly put his toes on the ground, shook out a virtual shadow, rushed out of the hall, and gave a warm hug to the same person.

"You dead monkey, why aren't you dead yet!" The night hugged Jietian, patted him on the shoulder, and gave a special greeting.

"I was about to die, but the madman brought me back." Jie Tian looked at the two big killers brought back by the night, and his eyes began to shine. He reached out and touched the electromagnetic cannon and continued, "My experience is relatively complicated. Let's talk about it later. At present, we have to solve the problem of orc invasion first."

"I'm back. What are you worried about?" At night, he greeted everyone and immediately ordered the kitchen to get something to eat. He hasn't eaten or drunk for nearly half a month, and he doesn't know why he can survive.

The night slowly entered the hall and returned to his own throne.

Everyone was very excited, as if the orc invasion had become a trivial matter.

The night looked at the crowd, glanced around, and finally stayed on Liu Feng: "Madman, you seem to have become a little different."

"My Lord!" Liu Feng knelt down on one knee and saluted the night, but did not explain.

The night didn't want to ask more questions, let him get up. Then he began to inquire about what happened in Guangming City after he left. Everyone talked and explained the current situation.

"So, Sal is looking for something and trying to leave the test site?" The night was a little in agreement with their inference, so he opened his mouth to ask.

"You can't let it succeed!" Li Jiang, the city owner who has been silent until now, suddenly opened his mouth.

"There must be an explanation to take away so many of our lives." The night nodded to Li Jiang. It was not only the people who died, but also his followers. There is no revenge, not his style.

Everyone looked at the night on the pure bronze throne and waited for his order.

He did not make a decision easily, but thought about the cause and effect.

Not long after, the wind chimes came in with food and water. The night wolfed down regardless of the image. In the wind and clouds, at least an adult ate rations for five days.

The night wiped the corners of his mouth, swallowed a piece of chicken hard, and showed an embarrassed expression to everyone: "I haven't eaten for half a month, so I must supplement my physical strength."

When everyone heard the words, their mouths suddenly opened.

"Okay," the night took a sip of water and ordered Feng Ling to move out the rest of the food. After taking a dry cloth and wiping his mouth clean, he talked about the business: "Guangming City can't hold it. We have too few people to withstand consumption. Besides, Sal is not a philanthropist. Whether he can leave this damn place or not, our lives will not be taken seriously by him.

"Why?" Everyone is puzzled. They worked hard to build the city and resisted waves of attacks. Now they have to give up, which is difficult for them to accept for a while.

He got up at night and asked his men to bring the drawn topographic map. He took a pen, circled the current position, and then circled the north bank of the eastern monsoon river. He poked the circled place with a pen and said to everyone, "In addition to the more than 3,000 people left in the test site, there is also a batch over there. Let them live and die, which is no different from giving it to the orcs. Moreover, the location of Guangming City lacks strategic buffer, which is not an ideal place for a decisive battle.

"It can block several attacks, and the investment of Guangming City has been recovered." Jietian followed the analysis and said that he was used to following the pace of the night and following his thoughts.

The night rolled up the map and threw it to the soldiers, and then pointed to the outside of the temple and said, "I brought back two electromagnetic cannons, which are big killers, which can definitely teach the orcs a fierce lesson. However, the location of Guangming City is not good, which cannot cause the greatest damage. So, I have an idea."

As the night said, he walked out. Everyone followed his footsteps and came to the outside of the temple together.

"I need a canyon environment to lure the orcs to the bottom of the canyon, and then use these two electromagnetic guns to kill them on a large scale with machine guns, sniper rifles, and bombs." Night stroked the barrel of the electromagnetic gun and explained to everyone, "These two big guys need crystal energy to launch, and the crystal we mined from the ground is only enough to consume for 10 minutes."

Hearing what the night said, everyone roughly understood his intention.

In the easternmost part of the Monsoon River, there is indeed such a terrain, and that place is the gathering place of the seven tribes. If you subdue these tribes and then lead the orcs over, you can complete the battle. It's hard to say whether it can be defeated in the end, but this is already the best result.

"Not only that," the night pointed to the south, "our final landing point should be on the south bank of the Monsoon River. Confront the orcs across the river to see if they can get the capital for negotiation. Therefore, I need to lead the elite and sniper team without illness, attack several tribes in the east first, and then start building boats to cross the river.

"What if Sal gets what he wants and leads the orcs out of this damn test site?" Jietian raised doubts, and he also wanted to leave this damn place.

Everyone echoed. They had long been tired of the survival of the test site and were extremely eager for the outside world.

"If you want to grab food from the tiger's mouth, there is nothing you can do." In the dark night, everyone pressed their hands and motioned them to calm down: "Two things are carried out at the same time. The madman sent someone to lurk and spy to try to get the transmission array of the orcs. In addition, I will arrange Guangming City and leave a big trap for the orcs so that they can't get anything.

A day later, all the residents of Guangming City began to evacuate.

The fox man was released. The night asked him to bring a word to Sal. It was impossible to catch him, but they were willing to give up the City of Light to slow down the pursuit of Sal's army.

The fox man was also quite surprised. He thought he was dead. So when it left, it looked surprised with a trace of imperceptible excitement.

The night saw all this in his eyes and affirmed some of everyone's previous guesses.

After everyone left the city, the night perfected the guard array composed of bronze statues. Around the temple, five bronze statues were added. In addition, in the square in front of the temple gate, the last one, which is also the largest bronze statue, was carved. So far, the envisaged guardian attack array has been completed.

The night was not tired. It slowly rose from the city, looked down, and then held two electromagnetic cannons and flew east without looking back. He crossed the tributary of the Monsoon River and caught up with the relocated troops.

Time is running out, and it is impossible for them to slowly subdue those human tribes. Therefore, Li Luan and Buji led the soldiers, with some snipers, and began to attack the tribes along the way.

Unexpectedly, the resistance is not tenacious.

On the one hand, due to the spread of faith, there are many people who believe in the God of Light. On the other hand, their food began to be scarce, and the orcs were always swords hanging over their heads. After killing the chicken as an example, he took down the tribe almost intact.

Li Ge is extremely busy. He keeps sending people to spread his faith, hoping to turn all these people into believers in the dark. In fact, the absorption of believers is also very smooth. As long as the night held two cannons and swaggered across the city over the subdued stockade, most of the people immediately contributed their faith.

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The dark night is busy subduing the believers, and Caesar in the free zone of his homeland is not idle. He took time to go back to the reality to eat and drink, and then "comfort" the two guardian girls, and immediately returned home to deal with the group of star thieves who subdued.

His "cute" transport ship is stopping on a huge metal platform. Hundreds of trenched star pirates are busy repainting the shell of the cargo ship.

This is an asteroid belt, in which a simple space station is built. Because of the lack of supplies and supplies, the space station looks dilapidated and may fall off at any time.

Caesar himself lay on a huge metal collapse, and five or six young women were rubbing against him. He made a gesture of his hand, and immediately a woman took a cigarette pot, filled the leaves of tobacco for him, and sent it to him. The woman lit the fire, and Caesar took a close breath and spit out two big smoke rings.

His current identity is the bishop of the Dark God Religion, and a group of star thieves are convinced of this.

Caesar waved again and called Beijing over. Beijing is the leader of this group of star thieves, although there are only a dozen tattered modified civilian ships left.

"After the rest of the cargo ship, it will set sail immediately. I'm going to another place." Caesar said as he motioned Jing to approach: "Choose the 20 best men for me, and the heavy assault ship will be under your command."

"Yes, Your Excellency." Beijing immediately stood up straight and gave a star thief-style military salute.

The women who served Caesar immediately cast an envious and flattering look at Beijing. They also knew very well that with a real warship, the Star Thief would become a real Star Thief.

"The rest of the people who are willing to follow me will all be on the cargo ship. I don't force myself to stay. I'll give them those tattered spaceships in the past. Caesar sat up from the metal collapse and brushed away the woman who was sticking to his body. He pointed to the warehouse of the cargo ship and said, "Reload all the metals in the warehouse and produce some individual equipment for your tattered production line. The blueprint is in the box and must be done in a day."

"Thank you, Your Excellency!" Jing saluted again, turned around and ran away. He immediately called his men and began to do things according to Caesar's request. Those star pirates got the order and immediately became as excited as chicken blood. They know that the first benefit of this batch of equipment must be themselves.

With such a large vote, Caesar still frowned.

The key is energy. He is not short of money, materials, or ships, that is, fuel. Without enough fuel, no matter how advanced the spacecraft is, it is a pile of scrap metal.

After checking the news with the pirates, he found that the space station he had in his previous impression was no longer a neutral supply point, but occupied by a manufacturing company as a private production base.

Don't think that Caesar didn't want to attack the space station, but you can only think about it. He can rob a shabby space station like a pirate one by one, but a normally functioning space station can't be beaten down with one or two boats. Although the space station is a dead object, the defense is not generally tight. That kind of floating fort, with just one shot, can turn two ships that he regards as treasures into space garbage.

At least four battleship formations, or two aircraft carrier formations, can capture the space station. And if you fight with blood, you will lose at least half of it. Don't say that he can't afford to organize such a huge team. Even if he pulls up the team, he won't do such a stupid thing. The most valuable things in the space station are equipment, industrial raw materials and finished products. These things can't be transported away with several cargo ships like cute.

If you want to get supplies from the space station peacefully, you must have a suitable identity. The identity of the star thief is absolutely not good. Not to mention the supply, as long as you get close, you will be immediately bombarded into scum by the cannon. It's good to pretend to be an individual small businessman, but you have to plan well in advance.

Caesar called a few well-informed star thieves and began to plan.