People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Chapter 721 Counterattack

The blade slashed through the shapeshifter's body, bringing up a stream of green fluid that fell on the ground.

The shapeshifter wiped away Windermere's blood from his fingertips, not caring at all about the hideous wound on his chest.

He looked at Windermere's bleeding shoulder and said calmly:

"Your Excellency the Duke's control over the soldiers amazed us. Unfortunately, you won this battle. You won twice.

Most of our individuals have been seen through, and they are aware of the situation here on the vice ship and are coming as you wish."

After saying that, the shapeshifter looked at Windermere who rushed over again, dodged the sword energy sideways, and asked curiously:

"We almost completely imitated your speech and behavior, how could we be seen through?"

Windermere swung his sword across the battlefield, and the sword energy raged across the battlefield, injuring the shapeshifter again.

She did not answer. When the battle began, she put aside all distractions and only considered how to achieve victory.

The shapeshifter sighed inwardly upon seeing this.

Windermere lived up to his status as Grand Duke Victoria. He was destined to be unable to behead Windermere alone, nor could he even escape the other party's murderous intent.

"Looking forward to our next meeting."

The shapeshifter gave up resistance, allowing Windermere to thrust his saber into his chest, and then punched Windermere in the face.

A strong wind blew in her face, and Windermere calmly tilted her head to avoid it. A wound opened on her cheek, and bright red blood covered her face.

The saber stirred in the transformer's chest, and the burst of energy shattered it into pieces on the ground.

Only after the outcome was decided did Windermere heave a long sigh of relief. With a somewhat disordered breath, he spoke to the body of the shapeshifter:

"Your souls have been worn down by time to the point of numbness. You can't even figure out who you are, let alone become someone else."

After shaking off the disgusting sticky fluid on the blade, Windermere sheathed the blade and turned to walk towards the four mobile Originium cannons.

She had only taken two steps when she staggered and fell to her knees.

"It's still a bit of a stretch." Windermere managed a bitter smile, "But I can't stop here, my soldiers are still fighting.

Windermere, you must win this battle, you must return to the territory with Daphne, Victoria cannot face foreign enemies during the civil unrest. "

Talking to himself as if hypnotizing himself, Windermere took a deep breath and stood up again, walked firmly to the Originium Cannon and activated it.

She was not greedy at all. She only controlled one Originium Cannon to move forward, and destroyed the remaining three with her sword.

She didn't dare take any risks with these heavy weapons. Once they were controlled by the disguised shapeshifters in the team, it would cause unimaginable losses.

When Windermere piloted the Originium Cannon through the turbulence and arrived at the location of the secondary ship, the battle had already begun.

Following Windermere's command, Victoria's soldiers split into several small groups and rushed towards the huge ship from all directions.

After the team of more than a hundred people dispersed, they looked as small as insects and ants compared to the secondary ship.

However, the Sarkaz team that gathered on the deck of the secondary ship to fight back also looked a bit pitiful. Their attack was unable to cause any effective damage when facing small groups of Victorian soldiers scattered in all directions.

To Windermere's surprise, she discovered a team of more than 40 people, led by Vina, also charging towards the secondary ship.

"Didn't Qi Yan rescue her first?"

Windermere muttered, skillfully manipulating the Originium Cannon to aim.

A hot air wave condensed in front of the gun barrel, and then exploded, spitting out an energy beam that hit the landing port of the secondary ship.

The high-density Originium energy melted the tightly closed door of the landing port in the blink of an eye, revealing an attack target for Victorian soldiers to pass through.

Windermere ignored the Originium Cannon's load limit and bombarded the secondary ship one shot after another, until the Originium Cannon's energy became manic when it fired again.

"To suffer!"

Windermere's face changed, and he quickly jumped off the Originium Cannon, and threw himself behind a huge rock in a somewhat embarrassed manner.

The deafening explosion enveloped the boulder. Windermere, hiding behind it, felt the heat wave sweeping over him, and his long blue hair became a little frizzy.

Windermere rubbed his hair and joked to himself:

"I hope Daphne likes my new hairdo."

Standing up from behind the boulder that had been partially melted by the energy, Windermere did not rush to join the battlefield in the distance. Instead, he stood where he was and watched the battle from afar.

In Windermere's sight, more and more Victorian soldiers emerged from the turbulence, far exceeding the size of those gathered around her before.

Among them were the sword guards she had trained herself.

After these people appeared on the battlefield, they also looked back and forth at the battle situation and spotted Windermere's figure at the first time.

Those people were obviously happy, but also in a state of confusion.

Windermere took no action.

She has absolute trust in her soldiers. These people are not her puppets. When necessary, they will make the necessary judgments.

Perhaps this management style would leave hidden dangers and make them make decisions that are not loyal to themselves in special times, but Windermere doesn't care.

She just needs these people to be loyal to Victoria!

And now, winning this war is what Victoria needs most!

Windermere silently watched the soldiers draw their weapons and charge towards the secondary ship. He also noticed that some soldiers quietly fell behind the team and set their sights on him.

These soldiers quickly broke away from the attacking team and formed a perfect encirclement from a distance, closing in on Windermere.

"You still won't give up, do you want to behead me?"

Windermere ignored the wounds on his body, drew his sword again, and faced the approaching shapeshifters alone with a fighting spirit.

"Ma'am, are you the Duke of Windermere?"

A slightly childish girl's voice came from behind Windermere.

"when?!"

Windermere's face changed, and he looked back, and found that a Carters girl in a loose coat appeared quietly not far from him.

Next to the girl, there was a calm-looking woman with short green hair and several members of different races, including a Sarkaz blood demon.

"...Rhode Island?" Windermere asked tentatively.

This was the only strange team she could think of on this battlefield.

"Yes, my name is Amiya."

The Carters girl nodded: "It took us some time to find our companions. I hope we are not too late."

Windermere's vigilance did not decrease at all, and he used his blade to guard against Amiya and others: "How can I tell that you are not shapeshifters pretending to be one?"

"Your Excellency the Duke does not need to judge our authenticity." Amiya looked at the approaching shapeshifters, "Our cooperation only needs to stop them."

"Then, happy working together."

Windermere raised the corner of his mouth slightly, but it disappeared in an instant.

Even though he was seriously injured, Windermere's momentum was not diminished at all. After officially entering combat mode, he rushed towards the shapeshifters with a knife in hand.

Amiya took a deep breath and summoned her own shadow:

"Everyone, the battle begins!"