Relying on the system to become a fantasy boss

"General, the 30 troops of the daily guards enter the Lancang River from Qingfengkou, and within a day, they will go down the river and attack thousands of miles across the river, and the monster clan will be defeated!"

Zhao Yang landed on the battleship Splitting Waves, Guan Quan and others stepped forward to report.

Several people's faces were flushed, and they couldn't help trembling.

This day is really enjoyable!

Zhao Yang nodded heavily, turned around to look at Da Jiang, and said in a low voice, "Brothers, let's go!"

"Om-"

The [-] Shura soldiers who remained on the embankment flew up.

With a wave of Zhao Yang's arm, the dark tombstones on the upper floor of the embankment floated up one by one and landed on the battleship.

Zhao Yang's eyes scanned the names on these tombstones, a little familiar and a little unfamiliar.But at this moment, he seemed to see the smiling faces of those generals and soldiers during the changing of the guard every day: "Brother Sun, take care!"

"Brothers, let's drive the Yaozu out of the Lancang River together!"

The sound of spirit stones urging all the battleships sounded, and the three hundred giant ships that had just slowed down began to move at high speed again, heading straight downstream.

"Another Liu Qilin..."

On the embankment, the eyes of the black-robed priests were horrified, mixed with unconcealable joy.

"boom--"

"boom--"

"boom--"

……

The roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth has never stopped, and no one can resist the combo of three hundred wave-splitting warships.

Even those monster races at the Nascent Soul level can only retreat in desperation before such power.

Three thousand miles a night.

The river water of three thousand miles is full of bright red.

The sun rises from the east, and there is joy on both sides of the river.

"Sunday Guardian—"

"day by day!"

On the deck and on the embankment, all the human races roared, venting their anger and unwillingness to be suppressed and bullied for thousands of years.

A fleet of [-] wave-splitting battleships traversed the river and went straight down the current, while the demon clan in front retreated in groups.

"Zhao Yang, the Marquis has an order not to chase beyond the Zhenhaiwei defense line." A warrior wearing seventh-grade armor flew up from the embankment, landed outside the golden barrier, and roared loudly at Zhao Yang.

"There is an order from the Marquis? Let me see it!" Zhao Yang stared at the general and said coldly.

"You—" The general was taken aback, with a trace of sullen expression on his face.

"Since there is no written military order, let's back off!" Zhao Yang waved his hand, and the army warship sailed downstream without slowing down.

"Zhao Yang, we must focus on the overall situation of the human race. You should know that if you are quick, the last ones will be our human beings!" The general was shocked by the golden barrier, his eyes widened, and he shouted loudly.

Zhao Yang turned his face away, remained silent for a long time, and whispered to himself: "I don't care about your overall situation, I just want to explain..."

"boom--"

The golden beam of light roared again.

Block Jiangwei.

Zhen Yaowei.

Yu Haiwei.

……

Whether it is persuasion or interception, no one can hinder the progress of the fleet.

"My lord, there is an exit to the sea ahead!"

Guan Quan pointed to the blue and vast front with an excited face, and said loudly.

The blood-red river flows into the sea there.

Nether sea.

"Back then, Liu Qilin was besieged and killed there." Zhao Yang raised his head and looked at the vast water surface, with a murderous intent rising in his eyes.

"What you didn't do, today, I will do it!"

"boom--"

Under each golden beam of light, countless monster races were bombarded and killed.

Retreat, withdraw from the Lancang River, and give up the river that has been occupied for thousands of years to the people.

If you don't retreat, you can only be turned into powder in the irresistible torrent of golden light.

"Wow—"

Zhao Yang waved his hand, and a pile of top-grade spirit stones fell down.

"All warships attack at full speed, don't save me!"

"boom--"

The battleship roared wildly, and the aura illuminated the entire sky.The three hundred battleships moved forward firmly and slowly.

Lancang River, the mouth of the sea.

"Zhao Yang, the Yaozu have issued a request for a truce, and the army is not allowed to go to sea."

In the sky, a ten-foot giant shadow appeared.He was dressed in a golden aura battle armor, and on his head was the Jade Dragon Crown, which could only be worn by high-ranking generals of the Dayu Dynasty.

"Who are you?" Zhao Yang looked coldly at the giant shadow standing in front of him.

"This Marquis, Tang Ziyi, is in charge of Zhenhaiwei."

"Master Junhou..." Zhao Yang nodded, clasped his fists together and saluted, "I want to visit the Nether Sea."

The giant shadow swept Zhao Yang's face with both eyes, pondered for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "You should know that in ten thousand years, no human army has ever crossed the Lancang River or stepped into the Nether Sea."

"I want to try."

Zhao Yang raised his hand slowly, and the golden light on all the battleships behind him rose, and a huge barrier opened, smashing the giant shadow in front of him, and it went straight into the sea!

The giant shadow that was knocked away watched the fleet rushing into the sea, the expression on his face changed, and after a long time, he whispered: "Junior Brother Qilin, have you seen it..."

The fleet set off boundless turbid waves and rushed towards the dark Nether Sea.

"Om-"

On the edge of the river and the sea, a large gray curtain opened, covered with countless spirit patterns.

This curtain separated the river and the sea, and also blocked the way forward of the fleet.

"Imperial Order: Zhenhaiwei guerrilla general Zhao Yang has outstanding military exploits, and he has been promoted to the seventh rank of Zhenhaiwei's seventh battalion guard, seventh-rank general Dingyuan."

"The Seventh Battalion of Zhenhai Guard under Zhao Yang's jurisdiction turns around the defense zone every day, and there must be no mistakes."

Lines of writing appeared on the big screen, and streamers flickered.

Heroic Spirit Banner.

"General, what should we do?" Guan Quan and the others looked at Zhao Yang standing at the bow and asked in a low voice.

Through the big curtain transformed by the heroic banner, one can see the panic-stricken monster clan and the boundless sea.

Only separated by this curtain.

"You guys, are you willing?"

Zhao Yang whispered to himself.

"What did the general say?"

"Are you willing?" Zhao Yang raised his voice so that everyone on the battleship could hear him.

No one answered.

"You guys, are you willing to—"

Zhao Yang roared wildly, and all the warships on both sides of the river could clearly hear it.

Still no one answered.

"Are you willing..."

Zhao Yang looked at the heroic spirit banner in front of him, and gently stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch the spirit pattern on it.

The Heroic Spirit's Banner fluttered gently, soundlessly.

I am just a passerby, no matter it is this world or Zhenhaiwei.These days, he has been training and killing monsters crazily, watching the robes around him die in battle one by one.Are they really flesh and blood?
Could this world be just a dream? What's the point of my own persistence...

Zhao Yang bowed his head silently, and said softly, "Are you willing?"

"Boom-"

There was a slight sound, as if something had fallen on the deck.

"Boom-"

Another sound came, as if someone was stomping in the cabin.

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

This sound, like a heartbeat, and like, a war drum!
Zhao Yang stretched out his hand, clenched his fist, and patted his chest.

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

……

One person, ten people, hundreds of people...

All the people on the three hundred giant ships, those who were watching on the embankment, and those who were standing in the streamers of heroes, all of them raised their arms, clenched their fists, and hit their chests once and for all.

The water surface of the entire Lancang River was undulating, and it seemed to be hammering his chest again and again.

Out of the sea, there seemed to be a bloody unicorn screaming up to the sky, patting his chest with his forearm.

Zhao Yang raised his head slowly, raised his arm high, and then slowly pointed forward.

"kill!"