It’s not like Zhuge, who is alive, can get a clear picture of his opponent with a pinch of his fingers. At most, he can see in hindsight that the two "aircraft carriers" are Westeros technology.

Can only know how to get rid of the "aircraft carrier" and the flying mecha group without paying attention to the route?
Those flying mecha are not as fast as the real plane, so to put it bluntly, they are bombing and shooting two fighters for 400, which is a number that makes people cry for the gods who are weak.
It would be a tragedy if they were allowed to fly to King’s Landing for a few laps. Even if the energy is not enough to support them to fly to King’s Landing, they will fly to the Adlai prairie. The myth of the battlefield will give you a hit, a ground attack and a joint battle. The major legions of the gods can’t stop it.
Obviously, the emergence of the "aircraft carrier" has disrupted Ye Feng’s strategic plan. Only in this way, it is impossible to know whether the team will be defeated or not when it is absolutely necessary to send a cavalry regiment to fight with the fleet!
"Are those two huge ships out of the plan?" Luo Yunmeng looked at her eyes coldly and Ye Feng asked.
Ye Feng looked at the snow-capped pass and nodded without talking at the end of the canyon.
"Then Amien and I will go back. The overall attribute of group riding is low. We can’t take any risks. With me, Phoenix and Amien Suzaku, plus Lei Long, a smoker, we may be able to destroy that fleet."
Ye Feng thought it might be the safest way. "Take DOG back with you so that you can be more sure. Let’s go. The first battle of the gods is less than 200 miles away from Lan Bing Port, and you won’t be able to come later."
"DOG can’t leave you, you must have a treatment. You can guarantee your endurance battle to the maximum extent if you are in DOG. No one can stop you when you two are together! Don’t argue, I will help you destroy the fleet! "
Say that finish Luo Yunmeng grabbed the sickle of death and took a rain sleep and sent it back to Leize City, and then flew back to King’s Landing via Leize City.
"We will definitely win!" Xia Yu foam tugged at Ye Feng cloak soft comfort.
"Of course! Lose who also won’t lose to myth this rubbish "Ye Feng rubbing summer rain foam head in a loose mood.
"Ah, ah, ah, I’m not a stream. Don’t touch my head again. I’m anxious with you." Xia Yumo grabbed Ye Feng’s talons and scolded lightly.
Ye Feng ha ha a smile Ronchinus spear held high above the head.
"The gods Dahongpao attack!"
"Step on the ice valley and wash the silver city!"
"rashly! Step on the ice valley and wash the silver city! "
Wan Dahongpao roared like thunder and rode straight into the canyon. The huge roar echoed on both sides of the cliff almost throughout the canyon
"coming!"
At the center of the canyon, 40,000 people are dressed in white cloaks, riding well and waiting for the first place. A knight with a silver helmet and a scarlet pike stands alone in front of the queue, and his eyes behind the visor are full of excitement and excitement.
His name is Fengyun Chaos, and he has always defeated Yunkuang and inherited the brilliance of Indra to become a new generation of gods and young geniuses.
He is afraid of overlord Tuoba evil, and even more afraid of red fighters. It is not that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, but that he is still young, and he has a long way to go. He can bear failure, and he can clearly realize the gap between his old gods, such as Indra, the rain at night and the wind.
Losing is not a shame, and losing to overlord Tuoba evil is not a shame!
There’s nothing to be afraid of. Let the world know that there are not only cloud crazies in China, but also turmoil!
It’s that the clouds are trapped in a person’s excitement, and they don’t notice that the elite riders behind him are getting paler and paler with the increasing Pentium noise …
Chapter DiYiYiSanJiu TianRui
Everyone is different, and you can’t be demanding. You have experienced a big war, and 40,000 winds and clouds ride well. Everyone has a strong and tenacious mind like a storm.
Besides, half of these 40,000 elite riders actually experienced the hearty raid and rush in the Battle of Snow and Silver City.
A truly powerful army, in addition to its own strong fighting capacity, team tacit understanding, glory, cohesion and combat experience accumulation is the standard to measure its elite.
And these fine rides of the wind and cloud are from Wan Dahongpao, the warrior of the gods. Compared with Wan Dahongpao, the difference is not a bit.
The problem of turmoil has never been considered by Indra, but there is no better card in his hand to curb the red fighters than Fengyun. Moreover, the myth has always been that the top gods and high-end leaders have promoted the development of the guild, and the ability of teamwork can not be compared with the gods
And it doesn’t matter who Ye Feng thinks he has an attack or wins over the enemy at all!
……
"coming!"
"The red robe is coming!"
"Get ready to defend against the enemy!"
Ten rides across a snow valley more than 100 feet wide, splashed by horseshoes, a red cloak flying in the snow, like a flame burning in the snow, and the eyes of a fine rider are full of red blood for a moment.
The first Ye Feng stood in the tiger, wrapped in ferocious and fierce armor, and the huge gods were dragged to the ground at dusk. With the tiger running, the heavy and sharp blade cracked a long gully in the snow, which was shocking
"Rio Tinto colophon evil I am the wind and cloud disorderly remember me …"
The wind and cloud chaos stuck in my throat, and in front of me, a black and red sword fern wrapped in a howling wind swept over and cut it down.
After all, it’s an inexperienced young cavalry. The first fight is to add impact through high-speed running. At this juncture, it’s stupid to learn those brain-dead dramas and spray garbage in the same name.
However, the turmoil can win the favor of Indra. Fuck him. It’s not a blind eye. When the gods cut it in two at dusk, they activated a three-second enemy Ye Feng’s sword and naturally cut it.
It’s too late for Gu Jian’s main gods to watch this giant sword handle at dusk, and they feel that the gold pieces of blood are circulating, the runes are volatile, and the rich blood gas can suffocate people. It’s really a matter of confidence to fight hard, and it will be a sword for a second.
Ye Feng didn’t bother to entangle the knife to repair the knife, manipulate the tiger and the cloud, and the giant sword swung sideways and the sword fern swept into the enemy line. Seven knights who were just ready to charge were cut into two pieces by the sword fern in an instant on the spot.
"The former team rushed! The back team suppressed it remotely! Are you going to die? "
"It’s Rio colophon evil! Remote fire is evil! "
Several heads shouted, the front array was a mess, and the archers quickly jumped on the mounts and set up the arrow array in a column of ten people.
Ye Feng coldly swept away the enemy lines and stopped waving his sword with both hands. His hand was a dark sword, and the murderous sword was raging in all directions. Suddenly, blood arrows shot up and bloody pieces just came through. A dozen knights were immediately divided up.
Shenwei chop!
The dragon is breaking into the sky!
Shadow dragon dance!
At that time, Ye Feng stood still and made great moves. When the sword mans disappeared, dozens of feet around him were bloody and separated from the body.
It’s too fierce! If you can’t get close to the root, you’ll be killed by a sword unless you are the enemy.
Suddenly, the red fighters behind me are like overlapping pieces of bloody lang tide overwhelming.
"kill!"
The flat-ended spear fiercely penetrated into the enemy’s body, and the high-speed charge drove the huge impact force to fly out of the red-robed fighters.
A red cloak is rolling in the wind, and a pair of fierce, fearful and resolute faces are whistling. Anyone can feel their murderous look and the potential to die.
In a flash, the first column of Fengyun Jingqi was crushed to the ground, followed by the second column and the third column … Every 50 meters, a column of Fengyun Jingqi was easily torn apart by red fighters like mud.
For those who survived the first * * blow, they are too lazy to mend their swords. They have a charge in their eyes and charge again!
The tide is like a raging tide behind, and the companions are enough to grind these fish through the net into paste.
It is even more tragic for those long-range arrow arrays. Often, after a volley, the front riding array is crushed, and then these archers, who don’t even have mounts, turn their heavy horseshoes into dust on sharp spears.
Narrow Gu Dao shuddered at his feet, thundered in his ears, and the ranks of fighters were as heavy as towering mountains, but they pressed against the enemy array at an incredible speed
The red fighters gathered in the iron and steel torrent, and the red fighters rushed into the battle. The fine fighters had already become a mess, and everyone fled in a hurry. There was still a half-point elite army
In a blink of an eye, he was divided by the red fighters and stuck in the corner of the rock wall. His lips were white and his eyes were completely stunned. There was no companion around him who had been huddled in this concave wall in vain, watching himself being slaughtered like a group of rookies.