An anxious assistant rushed into the laboratory and shouted to Wayne Dunlop who was comparing experimental samples: "Miss Aisha is going to take away the keel warship!"
Wayne put down the sample in his hand and said in anguish, "Can't that wanton female pirate just stay calm for even one day?"
After packing up everything in the laboratory, Wayne followed his assistant to the dock and saw Aisha, wearing a fish skin tights, arguing loudly with the staff about something.
The tight-fitting leather armor Aisha wears is sewn from shark skin. It is close-fitting and waterproof. A row of holes is reserved on the back, specially used to connect the nerve hooks of the parasite. The leather jacket is tight-fitting.
It touched her skin with no other obstruction in between.
But with her graceful figure clearly visible, the men around her didn't dare to make the slightest mistake.
This is because everyone who is familiar with Aisha knows that this female pirate hides an unruly and violent soul under her beautiful appearance. She can drink the strongest wine and say the most obscene things like men do.
As a joke, he could also cut off the arms of anyone who dared to misbehave with her with a smile.
Wayne approached the crowd and heard Aisha pointing at the warship behind her and shouting: "Are you planning to let this ship lie here like this and never go to the sea for the rest of your life?!"
Someone advised: "Miss Ayesha, this ship is still in the experimental stage and cannot be sailed out!"
Ayesha retorted: "In my opinion, whether a ship is qualified or not can only be tested by sailing to the sea; sleeping in a dark cave like this will always be accompanied by dust and insects."
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Someone shouted at this time: "Mr. Dunlop is here!"
Wayne pushed through the crowd, walked up to Ayesha, and looked into her eyes: "Where do you want to drive this ship?"
Looking at this thin and tall scholar, Aisha's voice dropped three points lower: "Just take a walk on the nearby sea."
Wayne thought for a while and then asked: "Is your going to sea related to the war in the south?"
Ayesha deliberately avoided the question and asked instead: "Mr. Dunlop, don't you want to try the power of this battleship?"
Looking at the expressions on the faces of the people around her, Aisha pointed to the keel battleship and said to everyone: "We have lived here for several months, and our daily work revolves around this battleship... You have been busy for such a long time,
Don’t you want to test the results of your hard work?”
Everyone looked at each other in silence for a moment.
Someone said: "If this warship wants to carry out actual combat, it must first obtain the approval of the cabinet."
Aisha said with a smile: "Remember, this is not actual combat, this is at best a voyage experiment."
Someone added: "What if this battleship is damaged during a war?"
Ayesha said angrily: "I'm not the kind of idiot who drives a battleship into the enemy group! I used to be a pirate. When the situation is bad, running away is my best thing!"
After saying this, Ayesha turned her attention to Wayne again: "Mr. Dunlop, if you worked hard to raise a hunting dog, would you lock it in a cage? Or would you let it out to track?
prey?"
Wayne first looked at the provocation and questioning in Ayesha's eyes, then turned his head and asked the assistant beside him: "Are the battleship's weapons ready?"
"Twenty-four black powder-propelled spore torpedoes have been tested and confirmed to be functional."
"What about the ship's controls?"
"Miss Aisha has completed hundreds of keel joints, and there is no problem with the operability and flexibility."
"Where are the sails and oars?"
"We abandoned the previous straight sail and adopted a triangular sail. The small paddle on the bottom of the boat has also been confirmed to be effective."
Wayne turned his head, stared into Aisha's eyes, and said slowly: "It's okay to go to sea, I have a condition."
Suppressing the joy and excitement in her heart, Ayesha couldn't help but nodded: "Please tell me."
"I will send an assistant to go to sea with you."
Ayesha smiled and said, "No problem."
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Amidst the roar of artillery, a solid shell landed on the watchtower on the outer wall of Lone Rock City, destroying half of the building.
Human limbs and blood fell like raindrops mixed with hail on the corridor of the city wall.
Randall shook his head, shook off a piece of intestine that fell on his helmet, and shouted to Horn beside him: "Knight Commander, the enemy's artillery fire is too fierce... Look at those soldiers on the wall!"
Horn turned his head and looked at the defenders beside him. The soldiers in Lone Rock City were so frightened by the earth-shattering sound of artillery that they hid behind the city wall and did not dare to move even a little bit. They were like quails that were beaten by frost and could not rise at all.
The mind of resistance.
Then, he stuck his head out from the city wall and took a look outside.
Finally, Horn arched his body, patted Randall's helmet, and shouted: "Get up, the enemy is coming again!"
Randall got up from the ground with an arrow, rushed to the edge of the city wall, and slashed diagonally with the long sword in his hand, detaching the head of an imperial soldier who had just climbed up the city wall.
Horn led several of his knights to form a small battle formation, rushed into the enemy group, and drove the enemy troops off the city with slashes.
In the main formation of the Ayyubid Empire, Saladin was riding on a horse, holding a telescope in his hand, looking at the battle on the city wall, his brows frowning more and more.
"Caliph! General Ilam sent a messenger again, requesting for more troops to attack the city!"
Hearing the shouts of the messengers, Saladin shouted without hesitation: "No!"
Putting down the telescope in his hand, Saladin said with emotion: "More than a dozen black-armored knights can actually lead a group of new soldiers and support them until now... Throat bone, what do you think?"
The man in black robe standing behind Saladin's horse said respectfully: "Your Majesty, as I told you, these knights belong to the Muxi Knights. With their superpowers and dragon bones, they once defeated many with less.
They defeated the allied forces of the Church of Heavenly Father in one fell swoop, and their combat power cannot be underestimated."
Saladin asked: "Superpower, dragon bone...how many knights are there like this?"
Throatbone shook his head: "I don't know, but it shouldn't be many."
Saladin raised the telescope again and watched a black-armored knight use the parasite limbs protruding from the armor to tear an imperial soldier into pieces who had no time to escape. He couldn't help but take a breath.
The sun sets in the west, and the setting sun is like blood.
Standing in a pile of rubble, Horn looked at the body under the white cloth and sighed deeply.
A knight walked up to him and whispered: "Garnett was hit in the head by a stray bullet and did not survive."
Horn crossed himself on his chest and said sadly: "It was Newman the day before yesterday, and Melvin and Sarai yesterday... Alas, my old brothers, may God grant you peace and tranquility, Amen."
Randall took off his armor and, with Barbara's help, dug out a lead bullet embedded in his arm.
Throwing the bullet still filled with blood in his hand into the distance, Randall watched his wound slowly heal and said to himself: "It's the fifth day..."
After finishing mourning the deceased with his knights, Horn walked to Randall's side and said in a deep voice: "The situation is not optimistic. If the enemy had not deliberately delayed, this place would have become a dead place by now."
"Yes." Randall looked up at the hazy sky obscured by gunpowder smoke: "It's a miracle that the soldiers of Lone Rock City who have never experienced war can survive until now."
He turned his head to the city behind him: "As for the people in the city, they have been so frightened by the artillery fire and fighting that they can't even go out. The morale in the city is getting lower and lower."
Horn sat next to Randall and touched his nose: "There is another bad news."
"What?"
"Calculating the time, it should be within these two days that the imperial troops who landed in the north will defeat the reinforcements and their next target will be this city. Therefore, I must lead my men to Lone Rock City tomorrow.
We will join the troops there at the north gate to guard our retreat."
Randall looked at Horn and smiled bitterly: "You want to take people to guard the north gate? What should we do here?"
Horn also looked troubled: "I have two suggestions. First, abandon the gates of the outer city and retreat directly into the inner city, where the terrain is more dangerous and the fortifications are more complete; second, we must find a way to make the people in the city
People regain their confidence..."
Randall simply closed his eyes: "How can such a thing be that simple? Even the Regent King Jennings has given up hope and has been hiding in the military camp for the past two days and refused to come out."
Horn stood up with a frown on his face, seemingly helpless.
Barbara, who had been listening to the two talking, suddenly said: "I have a way to cheer up the people in the city!"