How come I, who has the physique of a succubus, was pushed back by the ship girl?

"Even if it's hard to say about the Royal Garden's shipgirls, the Iron Bloods have always been our allies. And since this is related to Zhou Xuan, I think they will take action."

"In my opinion, it is better to find Bismarck and tell them the truth, draw them into the game, and then redistribute the power through checks and balances."

"Let them mess things up first, and we can take advantage of the situation and reap the benefits."

After going around in circles, Marco Polo is still the familiar Marco Polo. Her thinking remains unchanged, and she still has that bad temper of wanting the world to be in chaos.

The goodwill that had just been built up by the atmosphere was instantly ruined by her, and many speechless glances were cast on her.

As the diplomatic strongman of the Sardinian Empire, Littorio comforted her at the right time.

"Your idea is good, but everyone has different ideas."

"I have informed Bismarck and the Glorious Vanguard of the seriousness of this matter."

"They thought it was just a simple change of guard, nothing serious. In addition, Richelieu had dinner with them yesterday to enhance their relationship, so that kind of thing would not happen."

If such words were spoken by a simple ship girl who knew nothing about the world, Marco Polo would believe it.

But if she said that this was just the personal opinion of Bismarck and others, she would be furious and feel very disappointed with them.

"These insignificant guys are too naive and too slow, aren't they? Do they really want to see the commander's cream spray out of his sausage before they cry?!"

"That's roughly the situation. In general, everything still depends on ourselves."

"It's a blessing in disguise. After all, this farce has given the commander a great opportunity to prove himself, right?"

"Just try to shine on this basis, everyone."

To be honest, Littorio couldn't figure it out either, but she was a cheerful person. She didn't force anything, nor did she get discouraged. She just believed in her own abilities.

Due to her own confidence, she successfully aroused the resonance of everyone present, and with Marco Polo's loud shouts, the fighting spirit became more and more intense...

The battle for Zhou Xuan began, and the Sardinian camp, as the attacking party, launched its first operation.

Everything went just as they had planned. They attracted Joan of Arc's team and Arthas, and marched straight in. They finally broke down the door of the command room and finally met Zhou Xuan.

The only pity was that their optimism came too early, as they had expected that there were still many elite Iris Knights left in the command room.

We finally meet again after a long separation, but the timing of our meeting is so awkward.

Marco Polo, who was standing at the door, was blocked from view by the white jade back and was pressed underneath it. He could not see Zhou Xuan's face at the moment.

"Jan Bar is right, Commander. You do have a charming fragrance that makes me want to eat you up in one bite~"

It seems that in front of Zhou Xuan, all the ship girls will change their appearance.

Clemenceau at this moment is a vivid example.

Just like a complete female hooligan, Clemenceau said as she moved her nose around Zhou Xuan's neck.

Every move was filled with ambiguous and passionate meanings, which made Marco Polo's blood boil and his fists as big as bean buns became hard!

"What are you doing, Lord Clemenceau! Stay away from the commander!"

As soon as the angry shout to stop the incident was heard, Marco Polo rushed forward with his fist raised without thinking.

However, she was so concerned that she was distracted. Before she could make a move, Gascoigne, who had heard the news and rushed over, seized her opportunity and subdued her to the ground.

With the unified cooperation of others, the Sardinian rescue team fell apart in an instant.

Because of his noise, Marco Polo's mouth was covered with a layer of film. He wanted to shout but couldn't, and he wanted to take action but couldn't break free from Gascon's restraints.

Then he could only watch the beautiful woman with a jade back on the throne as she devoured her beloved commander step by step.

"You bastard Clemenceau, you and I are close friends! You can't do this! You can't do this..."

Ignoring Marco Polo's heart-wrenching expression, Clemenceau withdrew his casual glance and took off his hairband in a charming manner.

When he let go of his hand, the soft long light pink hair flew in the air like a waterfall, floating in the eyes of everyone, led by Zhou Xuan.

Then he gave another instruction.

"This scene needs to be recorded carefully, Brest. This is the symphony of the soul that the commander and I played together~"

"It is my duty, Monsieur Clemenceau, my hero."

"As a bard, I will carefully weave this legendary music that belongs to you alone."

Brest bowed reverently and looked at Zhou Xuan's face gently and said so.

Born to pursue legendary stories and weave them into poems, she deliberately asked the Iris Knights who were ambushed here to invite out the defeated Sardinian ship girls one by one in order not to affect the effect of her creation.

Only Marco Polo was left behind under Clemenceau's arrangement.

Then, this legendary music officially began with Clemenceau's feet walking on the sword peak.

First, she used her soft feet to open up the situation from below, and then used appropriate verbal attacks. Zhou Xuan's concentration was gradually weakened, and he allowed her to expand his territory.

From feet to hands, from mouth to throat, through the mountain peaks to the valley, the entire journey lasted for quite some time.

A journey of a thousand miles tests a person's ability; time reveals a person's true character. During these journeys, the rich cream was sprayed four, five or six times.

It is not the quantity that determines success, but the quality of the goods that determines success.

Rich and sticky, under the surge of vitality, the smell permeates and spreads, and everywhere is filled with the masculine scent of Zhou Xuan.

As a result, Brest could no longer concentrate on his writing. His pen tip was dry, so he used his small inkstone as a source of water to moisten the pen tip.

He was very confident and responded to Zhou Xuan's every move, leaving one exclusive mark after another on her body and even in her heart.

The attention of several people on the field was extremely focused. Although the main position was occupied by the latecomer Brest, Clemenceau was still able to open up the situation from above.

Only Marco Polo, who was tied up, was left standing there with his eyes wide open, while she was the only one watching from the sidelines just a few feet away from Zhou Xuan.

He was burning with anger, but could not find relief. The strange emotion accompanied the twisting of his body, and that extreme hatred remained.

"Damned Clemenceau! I used to think of you as my confidant, but I will repay you tenfold tomorrow for your hatred today!!"

Chapter 213: The Time of the General Attack

In the end, it was Veneto who led people to redeem Marco Polo.

For the Sardinian ship girls, this operation was a complete failure.

Who could have imagined that the devout saints would stop studying the scriptures and start reading military books instead. This strategy of catching a turtle in a jar really gave the people of Sardinia a hard time.

Especially Marco Polo, who witnessed the whole process with his own eyes, had reached a point of paranoia compared to the final victory.

The mission failed and she died halfway through. The building was on the verge of collapse, but she turned the tide and turned her grief and anger into strength. Under her leadership, the battle is still going on in full swing.

A series of small losses made everyone realize that this was not a solution.

After all, they are in the light while the enemy is in the dark. They are attacking while the enemy is defending. In a certain sense, they have a natural advantage of waiting for the enemy to tire themselves out, so they cannot be rash.

So after everyone discussed it, Marco Polo changed his strategic thinking in a timely manner.

That is, he would organize several small-scale impulses from time to time to attract most of the attention of the Iris ship girl.

Privately, he mobilized those Sardinian members who had a good relationship with the Iris ship girl.

Through them, they can obtain the important information they want from the enemy, analyze it, and then target and defeat them.

The methods are not even limited to this. In order to find out the commander's whereabouts as quickly as possible, everyone has tried their best.

Various intelligence warfare techniques emerge one after another, and clichés are only one aspect of them. The most prominent is the major achievements made at the network level.

People are always careless when they get something, and even the ship girls who are sea elves are no exception.

Ever since Zhou Xuan disappeared from the sight of Sardinia Ship Girl, he was replaced by the photos posted on the blog by Iris Ship Girl day and night.

To show off, almost all the photos were of them in intimate poses with the commander.

Going deeper into this, the encrypted address, the disordered code, the high difficulty of tracking, and the ambiguous photo with the commander made the Sardinian ship girl in charge of observation very angry.

Finally, relying on this power, after reversing day and night, he finally found the flaw and finally arrived at the critical moment of the decisive battle.

It was a dark and windy night. At this moment, on the path leading to the evil room, a team led by Marco Polo was groping forward in the darkness.

They looked around, alert to every move around them, and at the same time couldn't help but chattering with resentment in their hearts.

"Damn it, Richelieu and the others are so cunning that they hid the commander in a vicious family that was not involved."

"No wonder we couldn't find the commander after searching everywhere. It's really abominable!"

Unlike other people, Marco Polo's thoughts underwent tremendous changes after undergoing a baptism that was comparable to a reshaping of his cognition.

No longer instinctively thinking with her own arrogant mindset, she was carefully alert to everything around her and did not actively participate in the verbal criticism of her companions.

Seeing that they were really talking too much and causing quite a stir, Marco Polo turned around and patiently advised them.

"Warfare is the art of deception. This is a new piece of knowledge I learned from the commander. It comes from a saying in Donghuang."

"I think it's the perfect metaphor for Richelieu and the others."

"But they are full of tricks, and we are not behind them. Our current actions are the key to the final victory or defeat."

"Everyone should be more vigilant. When the teams in other directions launch an attack, this strategy called sneaking into Chencang will be put into use."

It seemed that they could foresee the arrival of victory in advance through Marco Polo's words. After hearing this, everyone stopped talking.

After regrouping, they marched at full speed in the designated direction and soon arrived downstairs near Zhou Xuan.

"Our light drones are deployed in the air. The wind is from the southeast, with a speed of three meters per second, wind force level two, and normal wind direction."

"Thermal energy sensing device is starting up, high-definition probe is starting up..."

"Based on the drone's real-time calculations, I have already drawn up a suitable attack route for you."

"I have already informed you of the enemy's positions and even their numbers inside the house. It's time to attack, Sir Marco Polo."

"I understand, Miss Tianying. All the movements outside will be handed over to you and Empire. Please be sure to pass on their specific movements to me in time before the enemy does."

Marco Polo responded. Through the ability of the ship's equipment, she was able to see that the winding path in front of her was the maze set up by Ji Shang.

"Da Vinci's technology is really good. A small drone can see through the illusion they are so proud of."

"If we really try our best, the gap between us and Iris isn't that big."

"As for the so-called mysterious magic? Oh, if I have the chance, I will definitely tell Ji Shang in person. Times have changed, sir."

Looking at the various feedbacks from the confidential instrument, Roma couldn't help but speak excitedly, while the Duke of Abruzzi and Gorizia beside her nodded to express their agreement.

The lineup is quite luxurious, and almost all of those appearing here are Sardinia's main battleship girls.

The preliminary reconnaissance work has been completed, the route has been planned, and all that remains is the final moment of launching the offensive.

But before that, Marco Polo shook his head and looked at both sides of her, then glanced at Roma and asked her silently.

Unlike others who are euphemistic, Roma is more straightforward and speaks his mind.

Seeing her like this, I immediately knew what she was planning, so I said it.

"I know what you're thinking, Marco Polo, but it's time to be more lenient with my sister."

"You and I are companions. How can I let you face this final critical moment alone?"

"Don't worry, once the operation over there is successful, they will come here soon..."

Perhaps it was too straightforward, and it immediately caught her attention.

Marco Polo reacted greatly, his face turned red, and then he quickly turned his head back, leaving only a sentence that made things even more obvious.

"Stop talking nonsense, Rome. What I want is to see the commander as soon as possible."

"Without further ado, let's set off."

Afraid that the last bit of his remaining thoughts would lose their privacy in front of everyone, Marco Polo left without caring after he finished speaking.

Looking at Marco Polo like this, Rome was not annoyed, but felt strange and familiar in his heart, and seemed to understand something invisibly...

Chapter 214: When the thought of love comes, the world suddenly becomes wide

Power cannot last forever, and the Iris camp's overbearing behavior finally got its comeuppance.

Under the real-time guidance of Sky Eagle and Empire, Marco Polo and his companions, who had all the information at their fingertips, were like cheats.

Without triggering any alarm, he appeared outside the room where Zhou Xuan was.

He subdued all the Iris Ships Girls who stayed in the room with lightning speed, and stopped the series of exploitative actions they were about to carry out in time.

After many intrigues and hardships, Marco Polo finally met the man who had made her worried.

Seeing that his clothes were disheveled, his handsome face was inexplicably tainted with a hint of lust.