People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Chapter 730 Duke Meeting

The shapeshifter left.

He dragged the Blood Demon Lord, who was as autistic as a corpse, away step by step.

In front of the two of them was Wellington's fleet speeding towards them.

The shapeshifters did not evade at all.

Just as they said, once they came into contact with the Blood Demon Lord, no one could stop them.

Before the fleet approached, Wellington's decisive command style was already on full display. A large amount of artillery fire crossed half of the battlefield, accurately engulfing the figures of the Shapeshifter and the Blood Demon Lord.

Wellington stood on the deck of the high-speed battleship, silently looking at the fire in the distance, without any joy on his face.

"Your Excellency has a cruel heart."

The shapeshifter's voice suddenly appeared behind Wellington.

Amid the exclamations, Wellington slowly turned his head and found that the face of a confidant beside him had completely melted, revealing the original appearance of a shapeshifter.

"When did it happen?" Wellington asked.

"It's been half a month."

"Ah."

Wellington nodded, as if he was unaware of the danger posed by the shapeshifter. He thought about the plans he had made in the past half month and speculated on how much information he had exposed.

At his side, a large number of his henchmen brandished their weapons and attacked the shapeshifter.

The shapeshifter dodged the attack with ease and asked Wellington:

"Your Excellency will not go to support your Highness?"

Wellington did not answer, but instead gave another order: "Continue to bombard the Blood Demon Lord on the battlefield!"

Sensing Wellington's attitude, the shapeshifter shook his head in boredom, his body turned into green fluid and quickly withdrew from the battle, jumping off the battleship and leaving in the blink of an eye.

After the shapeshifter left, his close friends gathered around Wellington in fear, alert for this kind of situation to happen again, and even began to be wary of their colleagues around them.

"Let go of your guard. There is no need to question on the battlefield. You only have one mission, and that is to follow my command."

Wellington looked dignified and warned his confidants without getting angry.

All the confidants immediately bowed respectfully.

At this time, the staff soldier who had been hiding not far away and witnessed everything stepped forward cautiously, but was locked in the sight of all his trusted followers.

"Let him come over here," Wellington said.

The cronies made way for him, but still kept their eyes on the staff officer.

Being locked in by so many oppressive gazes, the staff officer's back was soaked with cold sweat, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"Duke, based on what the shapeshifter said, Her Highness Abrana is likely being targeted by the Sarkaz. We should return to help immediately."

"I'm going to confirm whether Windermere is dead or alive. If she is not dead, I will take her to see Caister." Wellington said calmly.

"But His Highness..."

Before the staff officer could finish speaking, Wellington glanced over and, without any intimidation, scared the staff officer back with the second half of his words.

Wellington retracted his gaze and said calmly:

“Her Highness has not asked for help, so we cannot make decisions for her. Everything should proceed according to the plan. I will complete my meeting with the other dukes first, and then talk about returning for help.

Don't question your king. I don't want to hear such talk again."

"Yes!"

"Give the order, the fleet continues to move forward."

……

……

On the battlefield, after Kal'tsit checked Windermere's condition, her face finally showed some relief.

"Her condition has stabilized temporarily, but she still needs more careful treatment immediately." Kal'tsit turned her head and looked at the Duke's fleet that was rushing in from both sides. "Doctor, what is our next action plan?"

The doctor looked at Windermere, who was in a coma but whose breathing had stabilized.

"Wait for Shining and Nightingale to return to the team. Take them to borrow the medical equipment on the Duke's warship and get Windermere out of danger completely."

"Doctor, I know you must have your own plans, but I have to remind you."

Kal'tsit stood up and looked directly at the doctor: "Rhodes Island already has one Qi Yan who is often lazy and doesn't share intelligence. If there is another one, we will feel very embarrassed."

"Isn't the white-haired dog generous enough?" The doctor chuckled, "He speaks so directly, but he never hides information.

And I think you must have misunderstood something. This time, I really don't have any plan at all. In a battle of this magnitude with the Blood Demon Lord, my involvement in the command will only be counterproductive."

Kal'tsit was silent for a moment, then nodded in agreement with the Doctor's answer.

But then she asked a familiar question:

"Did Qi Yan say anything to you?"

"...He needs to rest now, and also needs time to think about some issues."

"it is good."

Kal'tsit didn't ask any more questions and called M3, who had just recovered, to lift Windermere up.

The doctor also turned his head to look at Kolciel who was in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Don't be in a daze, your ancestor is not dead."

"I feel like the prince may wish he were dead right now." Kluchil came back to his senses and smiled bitterly, "Doctor, what are your plans?"

"Immediately find a way to restore communications with Rhodes Island. My best intelligence officer has been swept away with the airship. Now I can only rely on you."

After hearing the doctor's arrangement, Krusier finally regained her enthusiasm:

"I thought that after having Inès, I would really become a pendant."

"almost."

"PhD!"

But when she saw Hilton, she was so stimulated that she showed her two little fangs, and she wanted to rush up and bite the hooded man twice.

The doctor waved his hand, dismissing Klothir with disgust, and then set his sights on Amiya.

He did not forget the sound of Amiya's ring breaking during the battle just now.

Before the doctor, Kal'tsit had already walked towards Amiya, took her hand and examined it carefully.

The doctor walked forward and asked:

"Do you need to draw my blood?"

"Doctor... I'm fine!" Amiya quickly cheered herself up and tried to prove that she was in good condition.

But the Doctor just looked at Kal'tsit, waiting for her reply.

After checking for a while, Kal'tsit let go of Amiya's hand and breathed a sigh of relief:

"It's nothing serious, Amiya. You've gradually gotten used to using your emotions and memories. I can see your growth."

Amiya couldn't help but smile when she received the compliment, and her furry bunny ears swayed slightly.

The doctor put aside his worries, but still said cautiously:

"We still need to check it carefully later."

Amiya quickly emphasized: "Doctor, I'm really fine, we still need..."

"Amiya!"

The Doctor interrupted Amiya for the first time.

He looked into Amiya's eyes seriously and said firmly:

"Don't just remind the white dog to rest, you need to rest too.

Now the white dog has been heartbroken by the bad woman and is crying back to his old man for comfort. Do you want to repeat his mistake?"

"Ah? What bad woman? Is Mr. Qi Yan okay?" Amiya was shocked.

Even Kal'tsit was a little dazed and looked at the Doctor blankly.

"Ahem, none of this matters."

The doctor quickly changed the subject: "We really need to rest the team now. Let Kulushiel restore the communication first, and then contact the self-rescue army and the storm assault team heading to Brentwood Town.

Amiya, you must remember that intelligence is the prerequisite for all actions. "

"Ow."

Amiya nodded somewhat frustratedly.

The doctor smiled upon seeing this and spoke again: "But you did a good job this time."

After receiving the compliment, Amiya immediately smiled again, but also with a bit of shyness.

The doctor smiled and shook his head, turned around and looked around, and finally his eyes fell on Vina who was rushing back after regrouping the team.

He knew that the Crown Prince of Victoria, holding the national sword, was about to have a formal meeting with several Grand Dukes of Victoria.

Some things should have a result.