"I discovered the enemy's flat-topped ship!" The good news came from the lookout sailor.

There was also a combat alarm. The main ships of the East Continent crashed into the main ships of New Eden. The two sides began close-range artillery battles, and some warships even fought hand-to-hand combat after the impact.

"Play the flag! Let the navy and pirates change according to the preset formation! Encircle the enemy fleet in front from both sides!"

Under Marceau's order, his fleet began to split, and the pirates formed a line to encircle enemy ships from the south, while the line to Ashby's navy formed a line to encircle from the north, and the armed fleet led by Marceau began to attack their targets were those flat-topped aircraft carriers.

As the distance approached, the fleet's escort combat mages began to take off, and the effect of the invisible magic array was also cancelled. The New Eden's fleet was obviously not prepared. The Dawn where Marceau was located used a collision angle to break open a small ship blocking the route. Then, under Marceau's operation, the battleship began to go sideways, and all the three-layer gun doors near the side of the large flat-topped aircraft carrier were opened.

"Fire!" The artillery sergeant was responsible for firing. With his scream, the heavy solid shells used in this round of artillery hit the target's waterline, and the recoil made the warship side to the other side. At this time, the gun positions on the other side selected another accelerating new Eden warship to open fire. The flowering bullets on the lower level, the chain bullets on the middle level and the shotgun on the upper level swept across the new Eden warship.

"Come on the ship!" The kittens took the battleship toward the target while throwing out the grab hook. The gun positions on the deck began to load shotguns, and the lower layer began to load flowering bullets as planned.

As the shotgun swept across the opposite deck, the kittens swung quickly across the sea.

Marceau fixed the rudder, took the battle blade handed over by the preparer, grabbed the rope on the mast and swung to the opposite side.

As soon as it landed, a kitten in charge of the outpost ran over: "Oh, we have found the passage and elevator to the deck below."

"Let's go!" Pull out the revolver musket from his waist and transformed himself into a water elemental creature. Marceau and more than a dozen kittens who also transformed himself jumped off the exploded elevator.

In the inner cabin where the sun could not shine, the wailing banshees who had not been activated were hanging upside down on the top like bats, while the activated banshees and the dead-talking acolytes who were taking care of them rushed towards them.

Marceau took out the props in his waist bag, which was a signal stick with the extremely effective light of the heavenly kingdom.

As the light of heaven illuminates the darkness in front of him, the banshees' screams went away, and the acolytes of the Deadly Speech began to ignite spontaneously. Then the kittens who jumped down raised the flamethrower gun in their hands and seeped the burning agent of the blessing oil had an absolutely fatal effect on any undead.

The flames began to sweep the entire inner deck.

"Convert the fire element form!" After Marceau finished speaking, he threw the musket in his hand into the hands of his companions in the back row.

The battle blade in his right hand began to activate, and the flames wrapped around the battle blade. As Marceau, who was transformed into the fire element, walked into the interior, followed him were the fire element kittens carrying the fire spitting cups.

He knocked away the burning Death-talking acolyte and used a sword to split the banshee wrapped in flames. Marceau saw the banshee assembly stone in the central area. This is the soul niche of the banshee. As long as this big stone is not destroyed, the banshee can be reborn in the assembly stone in a natural future when death.

Without Marceau's order, the kittens had sprayed the tinder onto the assembly stone. Although it was not afraid of fire, the sacred blessings in the oil and the oozing silver powder would completely damage the big stone.

Then, the banshees outside will lose their chance of resurrection, and if they die, they will be destroyed.

These units are not shelling units such as ghouls and demons. The losses of one wing are enough to make the New Edens heartbroken, and the stones seem to have saved at least six wings of the banshee.

"Let's go!" Seeing the assembly stones ignited and the entire ship was trapped in the sea of ​​fire, Marceau took his subordinates back to the submarine, and his companions had prepared all-steel ropes for them. They only needed to use lifting buckles made of pure gold, so that their companions could drag them up.

"Our Excellency, our battle is very successful." said the kitten who handed the revolver musket back to Marceau.

"It is not the time to celebrate victory. We need to find new prey and tell the units to drive away and sink all enemy ships near important targets." After saying that, Marceau raised the musket in his hand and pulled the trigger at the new Eden who had just sat up from the pool of blood on the deck.

What an unfortunate lucky person.

Back at the battleship, the kittens cut off the hook rope, Marceau operated the rudder and began to turn, while the combat mage began to use wind-making techniques to accelerate.

"Enemy ship! Our left side! Two! They are about to collide!" The lookout sailor screamed.

Marceau turned the rudder, and turned his head to look to the left. A new Eden warship was approaching at a high speed. Considering its large impact angle, it was really deadly: "Prepare to impact! The upper deck shotgun is ready to bombard! Grab what you can catch around you!"

After saying that, Marceau ruddered to the right with force. In the end, the hulls of both sides first collided with Dawn. The wood was made of iron wood from the north. The wood itself was very hard. With magic treatment, the impact did not cause much damage. Except for some kittens and grassland elves rolling all over the deck because they failed to catch it.

"The shelling is ready! Cubs!" Marceau's shelling leader grabbed the cable and avoided the fate of rolling and jumping on the deck. He slapped the unlucky guys and drove them to the cannon position.

At the same time, the tail cannon on the rear ship and the kitten's flamethrower have begun to attack the heavy fire gun. The effective shooting radius is twenty to sixty meters, enough to turn the opponent's bow into a sea of ​​fire.

The tail cannon used a flowering bullet, so the new Eden battleship, which was much shorter than the Dawn hull, was immediately washed off.

"Wind creation!" Marceau shouted, and the combat mages immediately took pictures of two wind creation techniques. The warship that slowed down due to the impact immediately accelerated. This time, Marceau ruddered to the left and rode to the head of another new Eden battleship that wanted to use the impact tactic.

"Fire Meow!" the shelling captain screamed, so the bottom-level solid bullets broke one of the masts of the enemy warships, and then turned their bows into pieces that rushed around in the air.

Then the middle-level chain bullet flew across the sails that swept the warship. Finally, the shotgun sprayed out deadly skirm at the warship that had approached but lost its speed.

Then Marceau saw two flowering bullets falling on their bows, blowing the entire bow away. The bow of the skeleton, the strong new Eden postmodern anti-sacredism, flew over the head of the alpine warship, and drilled through the gap between the two masts. The skeleton's head fell off and smashed over an unlucky kitten.

"Which idiot is equipped with a flowering bullet!" Marceau's shelling was furious. If the thing had just been tilted, it would have killed the two main masts of his ship.

The kittens on the cannon meowed and looked around and said nothing else. Marceau also saw one of the cannon kites pushing a solid bullet into the sea.

Meow, can you little bastards not be so careless?

The unlucky kitten was dragged aside by the grassland elves from the first aid team.

"Concentrate me! Enemy ship! Right side!" Marceau said, turning the rudder: "Captain! Your job!"

"It's my job! Your Excellency!" The fools on the left were left, and the bombarding chief came to the right to issue an order: "Old rules! Check the barrel!"

The kittens on the gun position quickly checked the gun barrel.

The enemy's warship began to approach. It was a small gunboat. Because the barrel was thin, the shells they fired had no lethality to the Dawn. Several chain bombs did not hit the right part and hit the side of the ship and then fell into the sea.

Then the Dawn bombardment began a solid bomb at the bottom layer, and it turned the side of its ship into a honeycomb. Because the waterline was several times hit, the small gunboat began to sink at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And its companions ate all the shells on the middle and upper cannon positions, and the chains snatched its sails, while the shotgun and flowering bullets bloodied the entire deck. One of the flowering bullets hit the bow of its ship, and the poor Virgin and the baby in its arms turned into pieces and disappeared.
Chapter completed!