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More than 400 kilometers away from the west coast of Morocco, there is a small archipelago, three or two desolate islands, but the nearest is a merchant ship coming and going, which seems quite lively.

As early as a week ago, the fourth formation of the Mediterranean Fleet of the Great Xia Dynasty completely blocked the sea area in this area in the name of fighting pirates, prohibiting any prying eyes.

Under the cover of the fourth formation, the four major field corps that were sent to the base city in batches arrived on the desert island in batches under the cover of hundreds of large merchant ships and temporarily stationed on the island.

Without exception, these large merchant ships are all from the three imperial merchants of the Song Chamber of Commerce, the Bai Chamber of Commerce and the Cui Chamber of Commerce, so they are the most safe and reliable, and they are not afraid of being leaked.

Even so, there were many troubles during this period.

First of all, the soldiers couldn't stand the turbulence of the merchant ships, and before they reached the shore, they vomited and diarrhea one by one, and their spirits were sluggish. finally smashed the camp on a desert island, and because of the unsuitable climate, he was infected with epidemic diseases.

Coupled with the mosquito infestation on the island, the soldiers who ate and slept in the open were miserable.

Under the repeated blows, the overall combat strength of the army was less than 30%.

Fortunately, the ocean-going merchant ships of Great Xia are all configured with reference to the navy, and each merchant ship is equipped with at least ten doctors, plus the accompanying military doctors of the four major legions and the military doctors equipped by the Mediterranean fleet, more than 200 doctors jointly diagnose and treat, and then a batch of medicinal materials was urgently sent by Shanhai City to control the disease, and there was no major mess in the end.

Recently, the army rested on a desert island to adapt to the Atlantic climate and familiarize itself with the layout of Rabat. Seasick fighters also undergo special training and travel out on a daily boat to adapt to the rough seas.

In their free time, the army had to conduct siege drills.

With the sea breeze, life on the island is quite regular, but the time for war is getting closer and closer.

On the morning of 18 May, more than 100 large merchant ships came to the desert island again, and before coming, each merchant ship went to the material reserve base and filled the warehouse with the materials prepared in advance.

After the merchant ship docked, the various ministries were ordered to board the merchant ship in an orderly manner according to the prior arrangement, and quietly disappeared into the archipelago and headed for the Moroccan coast.

The fourth formation of the Mediterranean Fleet escorted all the way in the nearby waters.

In the evening of the same day, the caravan arrived off the coast of Morocco. Because the troops were transported by Bactrian merchant ships, it did not arouse the alarm of Moroccan players operating in the nearby waters.

The sun is setting in the west, and the orange sun is gradually sinking below the horizon.

At this point, there was no ship in sight on the sea, and it seemed quite lonely. High in the sky, the moon hangs alone, and the cold moonlight is intertwined with the cold water.

The sea breeze blows, and the sea surface is sparkling, like a huge mirror without boundaries, reflecting the whole world, and groups of brightly colored sea fish pass through the mirror, leaving a silhouette.

Such a sea wonder made the soldiers who went to sea for the first time to see it, and they all sighed.

Under the guidance of the Marines, the merchant ships continued to move in front of the sea unimpeded by the moonlight, like sea spirits haunting at night.

At about 9 p.m. the fleet docked at a deserted coast fifty miles south of the city of Rabat. Before that, the Black Serpent Guard had sealed off all the land within a ten-mile radius near the coast.

No one can get into this place.

On a cliff on the shore, a tent was temporarily set up, and Black Snake led a team of capable workers to guard here in person early in the morning, responsible for the safety and defense of the shore.

And there are a large number of fine works scattered around the periphery, monitoring every move around.

It's the height of summer, and mosquitoes are also rampant along the coast, especially on the African continent. Clusters of mosquitoes tumbled up and down in the air, like black clouds, seeping into people.

Some of them lay in the grass, revealing only a pair of dark eyes, and above their heads were dense mosquito clouds, and the "buzzing" cry seemed to be drowned by mosquitoes in the next moment. Even if he has excellent psychological quality, he can't help but turn pale, and in the cold moonlight, he looks especially pitiful and helpless.

Including the Black Snake, despite the scorching heat, they still wrapped their bodies tightly in the morning. No matter how hot it is, it's better than being sucked dry by mosquitoes.

Only the occasional sea breeze can bring them a rare coolness.

"My lord, the fleet is coming!"

The black snake nodded and looked up at the sea, but saw that a large light suddenly lit up on the black and oppressive sea. Strangely, the headlights are not on all the time, but only flash every five seconds.

"It's them." The black snake looked excited, turned around and ordered, "Light the lamp!" ”

"No!"

Leaning slightly, the same headlights come on on the shore, but they flash every three seconds.

Receiving a signal of safety, the fleet actually landed, leaving decks behind. Bands of well-trained soldiers stepped on the deck, waded through the water, and landed on the beach in an orderly manner.

There was no noise except for the loud sound of the waves crashing against the rocks on the shore.

It was close to the early hours of the morning that all the four field armies came ashore. In the process, the sailors of the merchant ships have unloaded bags of war materials for the use of the army.

Fortunately, tomorrow's big war will not be a protracted war, otherwise it will be difficult to maintain logistics and supplies. Even when merchant ships brought supplies, there was no labor to bring them to the front line after they landed.

This is evident in the difficulty of ocean-going warfare.

After unloading, the caravan did not stay on the shore for long, and then the moonlight set sail again, and they would return to the desert island, ready in time to receive the army or deliver the second shipment of war materials.

The legionnaires seized the last bit of time, trimmed on the spot, and slept in their clothes. They will march early tomorrow morning to ensure that they reach the foot of Rabat before Morocco can react.

I also know that it will not be a very pleasant journey.

Compared with the lives of the family, the mosquitoes "showing their teeth and claws" everywhere on the shore seem insignificant.

The night is getting darker and deeper.

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While the field corps was quietly landing on the Moroccan coast, the Mediterranean Fleet was already in action.

Ouyang Shuo took Jia Xu and three thousand divine guards, along with the first and second formations of the Mediterranean Fleet, quietly left the base point city, and the troops went straight to Rabat, the royal city of Morocco.

Thanks to Kalia's assistance, the Mediterranean has recently focused on Atlantis City. It was precisely in this way that the activities of the Mediterranean Fleet were not disturbed or restricted, and the entire battle plan was carried out smoothly.

Flagship of the Mediterranean Fleet, the Cyno.

Ouyang Shuo stood on the top deck of the Cyno, raising his eyes and looking into the distance, Shuoshuo's sea breeze blew the purple dragon pattern cloak he was wearing on his body, flashing the mysterious purple veins of the Dao.

The dark and endless sea, the starry endless night sky, always bring people endless reverie. Standing in such a magnificent world, Ouyang Shuo couldn't help but feel a little lonely and depressed, and sighed in his heart: "Compared with the majesty of heaven and earth, manpower sometimes seems so small. ”

It's just that no matter how small a person is, his heart can be higher than the sky and create a great cause that will not be born.

Under the starry sky, the weak are prostrate on the ground, and only the strong can dominate their fate. Just like the attack on Morocco, the city of Rabat will be devastated, and those innocent people will not be able to control their fate.

Perhaps at this time, on this unusual night, they are still dreaming of intoxicating dreams, or dreaming of making a fortune, or dreaming of marrying a beautiful and virtuous daughter-in-law......

Don't you know that a catastrophe has quietly struck.

In the midst of the calamity, they could only tremble and pray for mercy from God, but they could not save themselves.

Although Ouyang Shuo has mercy on these people, he will never be soft, because the road of hegemony itself is a road of constant struggle against fate, either dead or alive.

If Ouyang Shuo is soft-hearted today, he may become the next to be slaughtered tomorrow.

Fighting for hegemony is also seeking the way.

Asking the way, there is no room for a trace of soft-heartedness.

"Those who stand in my way are mortal enemies, and naturally there is no reason for mercy and softness." Ouyang Shuo's heart is as strong as iron.

If it had been placed in the past, Ouyang Shuo might still have a trace of concern and anxiety about Jia Xu's plan to burn the city, but now Ouyang Shuo can watch all this with a detached eye.

All sentient beings, not confused.

It's just because the Tao in Ouyang Shuo's heart hasn't been sought yet.

Ouyang Shuo asked himself, can he completely control his own destiny now? Ouyang Shuo looked up at the sky, his gaze seemed to be looking through the endless starry sky, seeing through the sky city floating above the clouds.

The sky city high above is like the supreme lord of the world, with a cold, rational gaze, condescending, silently watching the world, like a god who dominates fate.

The power of heaven is unpredictable, and the way of heaven is difficult to find.

Ouyang Shuo will not be presumptuous, but he will not be pretentious, now he is just holding the blade that changes his fate, and he is far from being able to break through the sky with a sword and be at ease at ease.

The current sword is not sharp enough and lacks accumulation, so it has a sharp appearance, but it fails to attach the law of heaven and earth that destroys the heavens and the earth.

One is not good, that is, the end of the broken blade, hurting others and hurting oneself.

If you want to become a supreme sword, you have to sharpen it, sharpen it and sharpen it, and you have to temper it a thousand times.

Just as Ouyang Shuo was pondering, Tsing Yi's voice came from behind him, mixed with a hint of concern, and said, "Your Majesty, it's late at night, go back and rest, be careful of catching a cold." ”

As a scholar of the Secret Literature Pavilion, now wherever Ouyang Shuo goes, Tsing Yi will follow. Seeing that Ouyang Shuo had been alone on the deck for more than an hour, only Tsing Yi dared to call him at this time.

Even Xu Chu, the personal guard, could only stand far away.

Ouyang Shuo smiled, turned around and glanced at Tsing Yi, and said, "This is the case, you should go to bed early." The moment Ouyang Shuo turned around, it seemed that the entire starry sky began to dim.

The night is late, and the dawn will come again.