If Beaumarie Castle is the crown jewel of Legrand's land, then Eaglebeak Castle is the most splendid gem on the coastline of the Lowlands. The Lowland Alliance countries are famous for their maritime trade, and Eagle Mouth is its strongest backing. It is called "the port that never falls" by the merchants of the Lowland Alliance.
At a time when many commercial seaports were threatened by pirate siege, the people of Eaglebeak Castle prided themselves on their walls.
However, this evening, the people of Eagle Mouth suddenly realized that their never-fallen harbor was not as indestructible as they thought. The sky and the earth were dark, the three evil dragons flapped their wings, and the soldiers on the inner and outer city walls were slapped on the stone walls by the strong wind, making it difficult to continue to control the giant iron crossbow. They shuddered and couldn't help rolling on the city wall, watching helplessly as the huge shadow approached, the wild and ancient, crazy hell-like creation slammed into the city wall tower.
The billowing smoke and dust rolled up, and the tower that protruded about five meters from the city wall collapsed with a loud bang, and the rocks fell in large pieces. , turned into blood mud.
The dragon wings fanned, and the dragon shadow rose into the sky from the smoke and dust, and the air flow brought by the iron wings was as sharp as the neigh of an evil dragon, spreading far and wide.
The people inside the Eagle's Mouth Castle shuddered, waking up from their sleep, thinking they had seen hell - the dragon-winged warship swept over their heads, and the dragon-head-like nozzles on the bow clacked in a series of sounds of gears turning. The ground is low, the dragon's mouth is open, and a fiery bright yellow flame is sprayed out.
Like the breath of a dragon, brimstone and fire flood the world.
The fire left a long gilded wide passage on the ground, the houses in the passage burned, and the fleeing soldiers and the crowd were roasted by the fire. After pushing back the first wave of soldiers who wanted to go to the port for support, the Dragon Wing warship hovered in mid-air, and the huge hull smashed several observation towers brutally.
The warship adjusted its direction, rammed towards the second tower, and continued the scene just now.
Eagle's Mouth Castle is known as "the port that never sinks", and their confidence comes from their castle itself. A total of 106 towers, more than 200 turrets and countless bunkers stand on the inner and outer city walls. There are several bunkers distributed between each tower, and the distance between the towers is less than 70 meters.
Such a fire support system closes the pocket-shaped harbor in a half-moon posture, and all enemy ships that break into this pocket will be strangled mercilessly.
Unless the attacking side can destroy the net as quickly as possible.
In front of the Dragon Wings, the proud firenet of the Lowland Alliance was as fragile as paper. As the warships collided again and again, the towers on the city wall fell one by one, the Holy Court warships in the harbor lost their cover from behind, and the Legrand warships gathered again.
Artillery fire streaked across the black sea, dragging out a long red tail.
The Lowland Alliance merchant ships, which were used by the First Legion of the Holy See as the front shield, had become a pile of broken boards on the sea. The floating corpse and the seriously injured sailor were immersed in the icy waters, and their cries for help were drowned out by the sound of gunfire and arrows.
The Holy Court battleship with its white cross sails and the Legrand battleship finally collided head-on.
The two sides threw iron hooks at each other, and the warships turned side by side on the sea, clinging to each other. The pirates of Volway, biting daggers and stepping on wooden boards, jumped on their warships before the Holy Court. Soldiers in white uniforms of the Holy Empire soon fought against the pirates.
"Hey! Baby! You can go to the wine shop in this outfit!"
The pirates laughed loudly, brandishing slightly curved knives.
Blood and swords, iron crossbows and artillery fire.
At this moment, the world is the real hell.
…
Grela controlled Jenny to fly from the ruins, her face was pale, and her forehead was covered in cold sweat.
After leaving hell, the power of the Dragon Wing battleship itself has been restrained a lot. The flame attack just like the breath of a dragon is actually a new adjustment made by the military designers to the Dragon Wing battleship-those guys placed the ancient sacred flame on the Dragon Wing battleship. bow. Driving a warship, even if there is a contract, is also a great test for the leader.
Her head was throbbing and hurting, and Grela directed Jenny to make a spin in mid-air.
At this moment, the dragon-wing battleship controlled by Hawkins swept from the side and slammed into the Jenny almost fiercely.
The Jenny flew out backwards, and Grela nearly collided with the mast.
Jenny cursed Hawkins as an asshole in Grela's consciousness.
Grela raised the deck and stood up again. She took two steps forward and stood firmly on the deck again: "He's saving me. Jenny."
She stared coldly ahead.
There was a fire burning in the Eagle's Mouth Castle. The fire was not enough to illuminate the entire castle, but it was enough to outline the spires of the towers and bunkers. Against the background of the fire, a thin figure quietly stayed in the place where the Jenny was suspended just now.
"Is it an angel?"
she whispered.
Grela also knew the truth about the death of the Duke of Buckingham, the battle in which the angels forcibly intervened. The figure that appeared in mid-air in the dark night was obviously not a human being, and Grela felt an invisible force from him—or should be called "He"—but it taught people to bow their heads and bow their heads uncontrollably.
She had a vague hunch in her heart that if Hawkins hadn't knocked her away just now, she and Jenny might have been seriously injured by now.
Grela took a few steps forward, trying to see the figure more clearly. But soon, she didn't have to move forward, because the figure herself became extremely dazzling.
Three pairs of snow-white wings spread out behind the figure, and bright fire began to sweep around him, and the originally pitch-black sky was illuminated with snow-white. The whole Eagle's mouth became like daylight, and all the forts, all the houses, all the towers were clearly illuminated.
The dragon swam out of hell, and the sun rose in the dark night.
In the castle, the crowd that was busy fleeing gradually stopped. A messenger in a white robe stepped on the burning fire and walked to the square of the castle. He led the crowd to kneel down and chanted in unison. His voice spread far, with ancient power in his voice, and the solemn and sacred prayers once suppressed the sound of battle in the outer harbor.
This raid battle has only officially kicked off at this moment.
Angels, holy books, believers.
Dragons, pirates, warriors.
The heaven and the earth on earth finally confront each other again.
Grela watched all this quietly, countless images surging in her mind, she had traveled the mountains of the extreme north before she became a member of Volway, and now the ancient snake in the blood of the witch was revived when the angel appeared. … She felt the snake shadow entrenched in the depths of her soul, her green eyes staring coldly at the angel floating high in the sky.
The wind was surging in mid-air, and Charles controlled another dragon-wing battleship to fly over from the left.
"Grera, go cover the soldiers below."
Charles yelled at Grela.
At this time, the Holy Court battleship gradually enveloped a layer of white light in the prayers of the entire castle. The originally pitch-black water in the harbor seemed to be covered with a layer of silver foil, creating a strange atmosphere between heaven and earth. The Volway pirates had to retreat to their ships first, and instead used artillery to suppress the Holy See ships.
There is a good chance that there are angels hidden in Eagle's Mouth.
They had discussed this before they set off.
The strategy for dealing with the angels was discussed with the king before the battle, but when Greila turned her head to see Charles, she couldn't help but be stunned. Because Charles, the suave first mate, looked cold at the moment.
He finally looked a little like a pirate.
Something flashed in his eyes, turning the always gentle professor into a knight with a sword.
Until this moment, Grela finally realized one thing.
For Hawkins and Charles, the Battle of Eagle Mouth had a more important goal—they traveled thousands of miles to participate in this extremely dangerous battle, just to face the Angels at this moment.
They want to avenge a man:
Duke of Buckingham.
Grela has never been clear about the friendship between Hawkins and Charles and the Duke of Buckingham.
No matter how you think about it, nobles and pirates seem to be people from two worlds. However, when she saw Charles' icy face and Hawkins hovering in the place closest to the angel, she suddenly understood. In a past she hadn't seen with her own eyes, these men had indeed walked side by side in their youngest and most flamboyant years.
The friendship between them never resorted to words, but to swords.
The crazy Captain Hawkins, the mild-mannered First Officer Charles, they are all unending fanatics tonight.
Greila silently drove the Dragon Wing battleship, turned around, and rushed towards the harbor below.
She ceded the battlefield in the sky to Hawkins and Charles.
…
Hawkins held the rudder in one hand and wine in the other.
Standing at the front of the deck, he heard the wind surging on the left, and knew that Charles had arrived in the dragon-wing battleship. He didn't turn his head to look, just faced the angel far away.
In a person's life, how many people can you give your back to? An identified friend is such a person. He and you knew each other when you were the youngest. Everyone fought and laughed at each other, and then strode forward together in the fire.
"Old man, I know you nobles are more hypocritical than each other."
Hawkins raised his head and drank the strong drink.
With a bang, he threw the wine jar away.
"Charles!"
He roared and took the rudder with both hands.
The black iron dragon wings fanned, the wind whistled high in the sky, and the battleship moved forward brazenly.
What kind of people, gods, equality, responsibilities, and missions have nothing to do with the pirates of Walway. They were not born to be righteous people.
The Pirates of Walway have their own rules:
- Whoever kills your brother, then you kill whoever!
This is revenge.
eye for eye.