After receiving the news of the attack on Metini College, the warships in the port of Odessa also quickly set sail.
"Raise the sails and lift the anchor! Quick, quick, quick!" the officer yelled at the sailors, raised the sails, and accelerated the warship with the assistance of magic devices, trying to rush out of the port and occupy the position as soon as possible.
No matter who their enemy was or what they were going to do next, it would be disadvantageous to stay in the port. The sailors were rushed to weigh the anchor, and the wet ropes made their hands burn, but everyone was under an inexplicable feeling.
Shrouded in fear and urgency, he pulled the cable desperately regardless.
"The channel has been determined," the first mate reported to the captain of the leading ship. "The formation has set sail and will be able to leave the port in a quarter of an hour."
Suddenly, a bright light cut through the sky and the sea. It was the light of the magic driving device when it was operating at its highest power. The source of the light was an imposing battleship with a spear-like angle and towering mast, which was sailing at an astonishing high speed.
Rush to the shore.
The sailors raised their heads one after another and stared in the direction of the light.
At the same time, just at the exit of the port area, the wooden planks of a warehouse suddenly fell down. The navigator on the Odessa battleship suddenly saw six twelve-pound guns lined up in the port, almost on top of each other.
to the right front of the bow.
Senamon jumped to the side with his command knife in hand, watching the huge warships pressing in like a wall. The ballistas on the warships had no angle to threaten his artillery, and the marines on the deck could not get off the ship, so they could only watch helplessly.
The artillerymen lit the fuse right before their eyes.
"Chain bullets, volley!"
Senamon gave an order, and the gunners who had been prepared opened fire at the same time. The iron balls connected in series rushed out of the smoke and swept towards the deck and mast of the battleship.
"hidden!"
Screams and screams arose from the battleship at the same time. The sailors and soldiers who could not dodge were swept by the chain bombs flying in the air, making crackling crackling sounds, and pieces of broken pieces were broken from the port side to the starboard side.
Limbs and minced meat flew like raindrops. Then there was a huge cracking and toppling noise. A mast was torn by a bullet chain, and smashed towards the deck with debris and iron pieces all over the sky.
"Continue the bombardment!" Senamon ran to the gun position to adjust the firing angle. "Lower the firing angle and hit their deck! After firing the shells, we will leave!"
The captain of the Odessa battleship, which was suddenly bombarded, also shouted loudly from a short distance away. While ordering his men to fight back, he encouraged everyone and ordered the battleship to quickly rush out of the port channel. Everyone could see that Beyeland's artillery was quietly
They were deployed at such a close distance to attack the warships, with the obvious intention of trapping them in the port.
Although the interior of the port area is not small and can be supported by nearby fortresses, the waters here cannot support the maneuvering of warships at all. Once Beyelan warships launch an attack from the sea, they can only be passively beaten.
However, before the captain's order was conveyed, the battleship's toppled mast caught the building on the nearby embankment, dragging the entire ship to spin. The second battleship followed. The sailors saw it just as they turned their crossbows.
The friendly ship in front drew a circle and rammed toward the side.
The captain and adjutants threw themselves on the seats, and the roaring artillery was spitting steel and death at them, beating the sailors into a ball of blood. The leading battleship's sharp collision angle was heading towards the belly of the friendly ship.
The two captains screamed together:
"This is a trap!
…
The terrain of the Metini campus is similar to that of Homemon Watts, with both buildings built on coastal slopes. If you want to escape into the inland to the north, the convoy must first travel along the roads along the east and west coasts before turning back.
north.
While Professor Lafayette was fleeing with his brother and sister, the sealed artifacts, and many people, a warship with white sails was flying quickly towards the shore. However, it did not approach the breakwater, but sailed a little further away.
Keep your distance and meet up with a small boat.
Several people on the boat jumped off the deck, and the leader bowed to say hello:
"Please allow me to board the ship, Miss Captain."
Alandel and her adjutant were on the deck to greet the returning knights. Her smooth black hair hanging down like a waterfall was tied up into a beautiful hairstyle. She was wearing a slim navy long coat and long boots, and her slim lines were particularly beautiful.
charming:
"Welcome back to the Brunhil, Your Excellency, Commander of the Second-level Assault Squadron. The attack just now may have detonated some kind of sealed object. We detected a high-level psychic signal, which is the same as the aura of the ancient god that appeared in Odessa."
The two of them walked to the open deck together, where a small group of cavalry wearing breastplates gathered, calmly watching the sea. The cavalry were fully equipped and ready to go. However, in front of them, there was only one piece of the ship's side removed.
The deck and the blue sea, the nearest shore is also a mile away.
"How is the situation in Medini?" The knight waved to everyone and asked them to get their lances.
"We found a group of carriages moving towards the garrison camp, and the sealed object is inside. Judging from the route, they should want to gather the troops and go inland to avoid our attack," Alandel said
, "Your Majesty Knight, are you sure this will not violate the armistice agreement?"
"Armistice?"
The knight couldn't help but laugh.
He turned over and jumped onto the black horse. His shirt and feathers were flying in the wind, and cold white frost condensed everywhere he went. He was riding on the black horse, and a small team of cavalry gathered on the deck behind him. The chilling
The momentum spread, like a thunderstorm surging in the wind and thunder, sweeping across the sea with unparalleled pressure.
The sailors' eyes widened and they hurriedly hid aside. They had heard about the reputation of this terrifying knight. They heard that he enslaved ice and snow and drove away death. He was a monster. Even the powerful captain was polite to him.
The knight took the lance with a red-purple halo and swept across the rough sea with a cold gaze: "When Odessa concealed the information about the sealed artifact, the armistice agreement was already broken by them. If we hadn't happened to pass by, they would have
His conspiracy will succeed."
Alandel nodded and stopped interfering in the knight's battle. She returned to the bridge deck and said to the first mate and helmsman beside her: "Fire starboard volley. Move closer to the shore and prepare to release the armored cavalry commando."
Her adjutant immediately replied: "The convoy hid behind the shore defenses. There is a position equipped with ballistas and trebuchets, which may pose a threat to the ship. Wait a minute, there is no landing water nearby!"
"We can suppress their convoys and fortifications at the same time," Alandel replied. "Where to land? This matter does not concern us."
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Thick black clouds are gathering in the sky. Although it is still daytime, the oppressive rain clouds have shrouded the place like a night, with only the occasional flash of thunder and lightning in the clouds bringing a glimmer of light.
The blaring horns were reverberating, and the coastal defense camp in Odessa sensed an ominous sign. They hurriedly adjusted the firing angle of their ballistae and sent out flags to the approaching warships, demanding that they turn around and retreat immediately.
Under the dark sky, an orange-red light suddenly ignited! It was like a giant beast emerged from the cave where it lived, showing its fangs ferociously in search of blood. Immediately afterwards, blood-colored lightning burst out, and gray smoke surged, surging and powerful, as if
The long whip struck the earth, and the sea surface turned red in an instant.
"Full salvo of naval guns!"
Roars roared between the gunnery chief and the sailors. With their heart-rending roars, the heavy guns on the side of the ship bounced back violently, spraying out a cloud of light mist.
The battlecruiser Birrenhill's broadside guns began firing a salvo.
A scorching fireball flew through the sky, tearing the building into broken ruins. A huge dull sound came from the fire, and it seemed as if a giant stretched out its big hand on the sky and slapped the cloud curtain alternately.
Sixteen 12-pound naval guns roared almost simultaneously, tearing apart cliff-like auditory faults in the air. The sea, sky and town seemed to be strangled and still, and then violently shook in the dense wind-like roar, and the waves were violent.
The waves are filled with amazing firelight.
The shoreside ballistae and trebuchet positions that were still preparing to fire were immediately covered by dense artillery shells. One position was swept by iron rain, ballistae fragments flew across, the stone wall cracked, and artillery shells ricocheted off the wall and the defenders.
, setting off indescribable groaning and shattering sounds.
The fiery shells ignited the kerosene on the position, and bursts of dazzling fire rolled in the port. Looking down from the clouds hanging in the sky, I saw red light flashing, dull explosions like rolling thunder, waves surging, and one after another.
It was crushed over with a sound.
Odessa's shore defense forces screamed in despair, and the brave soldiers hurriedly fought back. However, under the repeated bombardment of artillery with absolute advantages in lethality and range, even the shore barriers collapsed, and rubble and broken stones collapsed.
The walls were covered with broken corpses, and blood gurgled like streams.
Professor Lafayette, who had just hid in the military camp and was summoning the local Beyonders and troops, felt his throat was dry and wanted to escape, but his sense of mission still drove him to stand up: "Don't be afraid! There is no water here for them to land.
We must go around to the eastern port to allow the troops to land, and artillery will not threaten us!"
The wizards and followers who had just escaped from Medini were hiding behind bunkers one by one, with no one responding or taking any action.
"Stand up!" Professor Julian also shouted, "Where's your reserve and courage! Those mortal artillery can't threaten us, and they can't get to the shore. Get up and follow me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, someone in the crowd suddenly raised his hand and pointed to the sea, and his panicked voice was filled with despair and panic:
"Look, what's going on over there!"
"where?"
"Sea! Look at the sea!" A man raised his head and screamed:
"The sea, the sea is freezing!"
In this concert of blood and fire, an indescribable momentum quietly gushes out, slowly rising and brewing like a rising tide. The majestic and majestic feeling seems to be swallowing up the world.
The wizards of Medini were suddenly spiritually touched by this momentum and were speechless for a moment. Neferti, who was taking care of her unconscious brother, quietly raised her head from her hiding place and stared at the sea in fear.
She saw the warship from Beyeland, tearing off its disguise as it approached the shore, revealing its ferocious fangs. An illusory but extremely majestic scolding echoed in the air:
"I found you."
As these words came, a huge wind blew against my face, almost suffocating me. In the darkness, there were even screams of innocent souls and loud cries begging for mercy. It was like there was a huge flag between the narrow world.
Dancing at high speed and making a fluffy sound!
The sky, clouds, and air were all forced by this terrible pressure, and a low silence lurked. Only the waves that would never stop were whimpering unwillingly.
The girl's throat seemed to be tightened and she couldn't breathe. Some kind of pain engraved deep in her soul reminded her of some broken and terrifying memories that she dared not look at directly.
Neferti held onto her brother's hand tightly and trembled, whimpering: