On a starry night, the steam airships are about to reach the bombing target.
Even though the goblins were all wearing thick winter clothes, the cold high-altitude air currents still made their noses runny with runny noses, but they didn't bother to wipe them off and were all on standby.
"Target found!"
The observer holding a high-powered telescope saw the colorful lights on the horizon ahead. Although they were faint, they could be used as reference objects.
"The wind speed is one hundred, and the wind is heading east!"
The sighter reports environmental conditions so the bombardier can prepare.
"Sir, the flying altitude is too high. According to calculations, the bombing hit rate is only 30%. The altitude must be lowered."
On the Ancient Spear, the three spotters all reported the same answer. Although they had undergone training, they did not have the precious goblin bombs or even the training bombs, so they used stone bombs with explosive effects.
Definitely different.
The goblin commander who served as the leader of a thousand people looked at the Twin Angels. This was the first formation of the air force. He naturally wanted to hand in a perfect answer to his master, but lowering the altitude also meant that the chance of being noticed by the enemy was greatly increased.
"Lower the altitude. The enemy will definitely not think that we will use this kind of bombing tactic. Even if they think of it, we can dispatch flying monsters to intercept them, and we can still shoot them down!"
Fiona held the telescope and looked below.
The bombing brigade's defense was too weak, so Downton sent all the flying demon servants around him, including the Twin Angels and Firebirds, and even the Bone Dragon to make up for it.
The commander nodded, took out his pocket watch, took a look at it, and then issued an order, "After seven minutes, descend vertically and reach an altitude of five thousand meters. Carry out bombing according to plan A!"
"As you command!"
The goblin soldiers stood at attention, saluted, and looked serious, alternating with anxiety and excitement. They all wanted to fight a good battle to clear the name of the goblin clan.
“It’s incredible!”
Looking at these goblins, Fiona was filled with emotion. After the glory of the hobgoblin era was annihilated, goblins are synonymous with thieves and villains. It has become a curse word, but now, these goblins have actually become Downton
Air Force, and it is doing its job soundly and impressively.
Downton designed military uniforms for the goblins according to the air force style of the World War II era, and then put on military hats, goggles, and long military boots. It looked stylish and natural. It also increased their cohesion and loyalty. Now everyone
The goblins in the mainland are all eager to serve Downton, calling him the savior and the king of the hobgoblins, and Drankfurt is their paradise!
It was impossible for Downton to redeem all the goblins, and all those goblins working for the Lombard merchants began to flee on a large scale, and gradually became organized.
In order to cultivate these goblins selected since childhood, those big businessmen spent a lot of gold coins, so now they are all at a discount to Downton.
The term "native duke" is derogatory in the eyes of mainstream races. But for those marginalized races, it is a hope. Downton welcomes goblins who are not even considered as trash, so more and more indigenous people who think they have unappreciated talents are coming.
I came to Frankfurt, ready to recommend myself and find something to eat.
Naturally, there are a lot of mediocre people among them. But at least they still have some strength. If they are thrown into the mines, they can still use their remaining energy.
The indigenous people are rushing to do these dangerous jobs that humans are unwilling to do, and they are even satisfied with being paid only half of what humans are paid.
You must know that in the past, these natives, let alone looking for jobs, would be driven away by the guards if they could not even enter the main city. The even worse ones would be killed and hung to dry on the big trees by the roadside.
It can be said that being able to sit in a tavern, taste delicious food and watch dancers is the ultimate dream of many indigenous people. Now, the opportunity is in front of them.
Compared with those humans, these natives support Downton more loudly, so this time, thousands of natives spontaneously rushed to the front line, preparing to fight in order to be appreciated.
"attack!"
When the air raid time set by Downton arrived, the commander of the Thousand People issued the order.
The bombardiers who had been prepared long ago swung their hammers and hit the bamboo shoots hard.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Sparks flew everywhere, the jam was lifted, the floor opened downwards, and bombs fell one after another like boiled dumplings.
Phew! Phew! Phew!
Because of the tail fins, the bombs made a sharp whistle, like the roar of death!
"what sound?"
Some soldiers standing guard at night heard the sound and looked around. Some of them raised their heads and looked at the sky.
"It seems like something fell down?"
Even though the stars were dotted, it was still night, and the dark bombs could not be caught with their eyesight. Just when they opened their eyes wide and wanted to see more clearly, the first wave of bombs hit the ground.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Huge fireballs soared into the sky, with thick smoke billowing, like flame mushrooms suddenly shooting out of the ground. All military tents that were ravaged were directly shattered.
Ah! Ah! Ah!
As the powerful explosion shock wave spread, screams and shouts instantly became the main theme of the night.
Amidst the splashing of soil, tattered corpses also rose into the air. The tents and debris were ignited, like torches, lighting up half of the sky.
"The target is clear, correct the coordinates, angle is 60, launch!"
Following the hurried operation of the sighter, dozens of seconds later, the bombardier dropped the hammer.
The second wave of goblin bombs fell.
"Night attack?"
Hearing the screams and explosions, the fallen commander quickly rushed out of the military tent without even putting on his clothes. Then he saw huge fireballs rising up all over the place, killing and injuring many soldiers.
call out!
A black shadow flew over. Commander Pal subconsciously activated his soul shield and drew his sword to strike.
Bang! Bang!
The black shadow was cut into two pieces and flew past the body. The commander turned around and found that it was a tattered corpse, which had been burnt black and was emitting black smoke. A stench of burning fat was at the end of his nose.
Drifting away, disgusting.
"Commander, it's the Air Force from Frankfurt!"
A herald rushed over, his face covered with black smoke stains.
"Why are you still standing there? Let all the flying monsters take off, let the Sixth and Seventh Corps set up defenses, and let the rest of the soldiers put out the fire!"
It must be said that this commander is very capable of commanding. After the air raid, the enemy will definitely attack the camp, so the legions that have not been affected by the bombing are allowed to set up defenses.
"Send the order and let the officers suppress the riots. Anyone who disturbs the morale of the army can be shot without mercy!"
Parr looked at the panicked soldiers who were screaming and running around. He held his sword and walked over, "The damn air force is indeed our enemy!"
As early as the beginning of the war, the commander-in-chief was concerned about the opponent's air force. He recruited many adventurers with flying monsters just to intercept the opponent's airship.
"Even if we can't shoot them down, we must interfere with their bombing and try our best to expel them from this airspace!"
Parr was thinking about the opponent's next possible move, and finally heard the screams of the guards.
"Commander, be careful!"
These guards were all magicians. They had good eyesight, so they saw the bombs falling above their heads, so they opened their shields and rushed towards the commander to act as human shields for him.
"Damn it!"
Of course, Parr, who was at the dragon-slaying level, also noticed something was wrong. Just as he was about to speed up his transfer, these loyal guards rushed forward. Instead, they blocked his way.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The third wave of bombs came, but this time they still did not hit his military tent. There were only a few grazing bombs, and the others all missed.
Even with the shield fully open, the huge sound still caused Pal to have a brief tinnitus, and the dirt and gravel rained down like a heavy rain.
After removing the unconscious guards, Pal climbed up. His steps staggered a little.
His mind was a little confused, and Parr had not yet organized his words. Huge sounds of fighting came from the east and north sides, and Delankfurt's army was indeed coming to kill them.
The Samosei soldiers, who had been blown away by the air raid, looked up and saw that there were dazzling torches in the dark night. Their morale dropped to the lowest point and they were so frightened that they peed!
The soldiers whose officers had died did not hesitate at all and fled first. Some officers wanted to build a defense, but the soldiers did not want to fight. The atmosphere of cowardice and panic swept around them in an instant.
The sound of iron hooves came from far and near. Amidst the roar, a group of heavy cavalry came in. Behind them were hundreds of ogres riding giant stone-tusked elephants. Behind them were infantry. Wherever they went, everything
All resistance turns to dust!
"kill!"
As Black Hand roared, a huge roar shook the sky, and fighting spirit boiled!
"Why did the Duke let each of us carry two torches?"
A native was puzzled.
"Idiot, of course it's to look like we have more troops. Stop talking nonsense. The military camp has arrived. Whether you eat meat or soup in the next few years depends on this battle!"
After an indigenous captain finished speaking, he bit the steel knife and climbed over the three-meter-high fence with his bare hands. After jumping down, he rushed towards the soldiers with murderous intent.
The enemy regiments on the east and north sides were immediately targeted by catapult troops, and the burning log bombs shattered their formations like hailstones.
Amidst the creaking sound of the sentry tower collapsing, several main regiments fighting for the title of the ace division rushed in. Samosai's military flag was thrown to the ground like mud, and was stepped on firmly and powerfully by countless pairs of military boots!
"Are they all just this kind of trash fish?"
Fiona swung the dragon spear and threw the unlucky guy who was stabbed to death to the ground.
Parr spent a lot of money to recruit many flying monsters, many of which were hero-level, but against the Twin Angels and Firebirds, they were completely inadequate.
The firebird spreads its wings and flies between the monsters like a meteor. Whenever it passes side by side, some monsters will be killed or injured.
When the air battle began, the morale of the Satsuma Army dropped even worse. Under the night, the First Element, which had returned to its 100-meter size, was too visually oppressive. Wherever it went, groups of flames would explode, like
As gorgeous as fireworks!
"I bring fear, I bring death, and of course, I bring victory!"
Downton was riding on the back of the Fiery Nightmare, holding the reins gently with one hand and looking at the burning military camp in the distance, with an arc at the corner of his mouth.
Behind him were more than a dozen staff officers. At this time, looking at the army that was storming into the camp, their eyes looked at Downton again, already overflowing with crazy admiration! (To be continued...)