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"Do you an... I should take people back to Kalimdo now, use the opportunity to reclaim the Alps Wetland?" Richard felt a shock, his eyes glowing bright like a light bulb suddenly turned on after a blackout.

"The rest of the Sumr Palace guards can postpone the teleportation. First, use the Seven-degree Gold Rings to bring all the super-level beasts, human mages, the first and second line Magic Protectors, priests, enchantress, and Beast Kings to Kalimdo! Tell the human commander this might be his only chance to reclaim the Valley of Forgetfulness!" Roml urged repeatedly, "Hurry, hurry, hurry! The Sea Clan doesn’t have Seven-degree Gold Rings, they need more than two hours to transfer and swap the entire mage regint. Due to the sudden incident, those Obsidian Destroyers haven’t had ti to report to the Donau Wasteland! Right now, the sea coral defense line in the Valley of Forgetfulness is a magical blank zone! Your safe ti is about forty minutes; rush over quickly to launch an attack. Beyond this ti, the Sea Clan mages will return, and whether you can capture the Valley of Forgetfulness depends on luck!"

"This setup is really..." King Sal listened, dumbfounded, never expected Roml to cause such a big stir just to exploit a magical teleportation timing gap!

When you break this trick down, it’s not worth much, but having this intelligence applied to a swiftly changing battlefield, it seems only a true expert can manage.

Richard said he had sworn earlier, promising he could devise a thod to reclaim the Alps Valley of Forgetfulness, and truly he wasn’t just boasting! The more the Beamon King thought about it, the more terrified he beca—this mixed-blood Fawkes’s tactical commanding ability is really too cunning, such sly military art, who in all of Beamon can match him?

"This guy definitely can’t stay!" King Sal instinctively moved his hand towards the hilt of his sword.

"If I leave like this and the Sea Clan mages beco resolute and decide to launch a major attack on Sabak City, disregarding Kalimdo, what should we do?" Richard sidestepped, possibly intentionally or unintentionally, just blocking King Sal’s sword route.

His eyes glanced sideways at the beautiful commander, as if Roml was trying to fra Beamon.

"You idiot!" Roml saw the air cavalry unit beginning to descend, shouting not to land into the city while turning back to angrily berate old Richard: "When have I ever had a miscalculation in my layout? The ’Berserk War Song’ of your Beamon priests is the nightmare of Sea Clan cannon fodder, with so many Dubin Beast Kings and dusa priests assisting, plus so many mages, if the human army can’t take down the sea coral defense line in one charge, they might as well all jump into a big river! Currently, the Valley of Forgetfulness is an unguarded, soon-to-lose cannon fodder advantage Sea Clan position! Rest assured, what does it matter if there are nearly twenty thousand Sea Clan mages? Anyway, the Obsidian Destroyers haven’t co along, and against the Totem Pillars of War Songs in Sabak, how many of the twenty thousand Sea Clan mages can move? Don’t forget, there are still and the Eight-headed Hell Black Dragons here, and there are ’Poison Fog Missiles’; last ti, you got so many heavy crossbows and stone throwers from the Naga, even if the Sea Clan attacks the city, we can definitely hold for an hour, beyond which, whether you succeed or not, you’ll have to co back!"

"Second, you stay here to maintain control; deal with the situation as you see fit. If things go wrong, notify imdiately; I’ll rush back as soon as possible!" Richard nodded with a flushed face, threw a secret glance at Kaka and quietly took off the Wind Stealth Pearl Ring and slipped it into the second boss’s palm.

"I’ll invite Tang Zang Wu over soon; we’ve just gotten so good stuff from the Demon World, so it won’t be a trick to get him to help us." Kaka proudly thumped his chest, looking all fearless and bold.

"Stop the nonsense, get going!" Roml urged impatiently, "And rember to take off your priests’ robes before you leave and throw them on the ground. To be safe, I need to deploy so dummy forces."

"Honestly, I almost can’t help but admire you now; fighting under your command requires no thinking at all!"

"Get lost!"

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