"Yu Ying?" Hearing the voice, Qianye was overjoyed, but Wei Potian's face changed. His tone just now obviously had nothing good to say next, but unexpectedly he was caught right on the spot, which can be regarded as luck. pole.
Zhao Yuying strode into the door with the extremely conspicuous Kaishan on her back. However, although she walked in a hurry, her breath was restrained, and there was no sound at all under her feet. Zhao Yuying didn't show up on the Battlefield of Sleeping Beasts. Qianye was a little worried at first, but now it seems that after recovering from her injuries after a long recuperation, her strength has improved rather than weakened.
Seeing Zhao Yuying, Wei Potian smiled sarcastically, moved his feet, and moved towards the window, apparently intending to flee. But Zhao Yuying moved her hand, and Kaishan's piercing cannon was facing the window, and she shouted: "Where do you want to run? Obediently stand back for my old lady!"
Wei Potian's face changed drastically, but the distance was too close, and he was really not sure that his Thousand Mountains could withstand the bombardment of Kaishan, so he had to return to the center of the room honestly, away from the window.
Qianye's eyelids twitched, and he hurriedly stood in front of Wei Potian. With Zhao Yuying's character, it is really possible to shoot, even if it doesn't hurt Wei Potian severely, but the barracks will be destroyed if the mountain is moved.
Zhao Yuying gave Qianye a blank look, put down Kaishan, and said angrily, "You are the only one who will be a good person!"
Qianye breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly changed the subject: "Yuying, why are you still bringing Kaishan with you in the barracks?"
"It's a state of war right now. Fights are possible at any time, so it's better to be more convenient." Zhao Yuying spoke confidently, but the two men were in a cold sweat. Could fights be possible at any time in the imperial camp? Who are you fighting with
At this moment, Qianye remembered that the Zhao Clan was not in this camp, and wondered: "Shouldn't the Zhao Clan start from Suyang? Why did you come here?"
Zhao Yuying sat down at the table, glared at Qianye, and said, "Before landing this time, there is likely to be a battle with Yong Ye's fleet. The fleet battle in the void is not a joke, and you didn't fight it." But, what if someone gets tricked? So I brought a battleship over here, and you will be with me when the time comes."
Wei Potian next to him said: "Only one came? Then why don't you go with our Wei family's fleet, so that we can take care of you."
This time Zhao Yuying didn't refuse, she readily agreed. Although she has a weird temperament, she is still very serious about this kind of business.
The three of them discussed the next plan, and then went back to make the final preparations before the battle.
The Wei family's fleet was arranged in the second batch, and the departure date was two days later. The airship brought by Zhao Yuying was considered her ship and was incorporated into the rear fleet. In the blink of an eye, it was time for departure, and Qianye had already made preparations, and followed Zhao Yuying onto the floating ship.
A moment later, the sound of the horn resounded through the sky, and several high-speed warships of the Empire quickly lifted off and spread out in all directions, guarding the entire Yuanshui sky. Afterwards, the main warships of the Imperial Fleet began to lift off one by one. The huge dark hull was incredibly light, slowly floating in the air as if it had no weight.
This is the third fleet of the empire, responsible for escorting the huge landing fleet to the void floating land. The entire fleet completed formation in the air, then turned around and flew towards the depths of the void. At this time, it was time for the landing fleet to lift off.
The landing fleet has nearly a thousand airships of all kinds. At this moment, like a flock of birds, countless airships of all shapes and sizes rise from the ground one by one, gathering in different areas of the sky.
Departing from Yuanshui were the two main armies of the empire, two high-ranking aristocratic families, and more than a dozen small and medium-sized aristocratic families. The main army can still see some order, but the aristocratic family is different. Various types of airships fly around and huddle together in a mess.
The Third Fleet of the Empire seemed to have known this beforehand, and deliberately left many small patrol ships to guide the various families to gather in different airspaces. After struggling for half a day like this, the airship formation was barely completed and flew towards the direction where the third fleet left.
What Zhao Yuying brought was a high-speed frigate. This was a warship built by the Zhao Clan based on an improved design based on the Imperial warships.
Qianye knew that the trip was still far away, so after boarding the ship, he stayed in his cabin and practiced quietly, trying to adjust himself to the best condition before landing. Zhao Yuying also changed her sloppy style, and also seized the time to practice.
After flying for a day and a night, the landing fleet has become a long snake, and the formation has begun to loosen. Even some aristocratic families can barely maintain the airships in their fleets.
Qianye was practicing self-cultivation when suddenly the alarm on the ship rang. He immediately opened his eyes, stood up abruptly, and stretched out his hand to grab Lei Ting. But with the gun in his hand, he remembered that this place is still empty, and the thunder is useless.
Qianye put down the Thunderbolt, left the cabin, and ran towards the upper deck of the battleship.
At this moment, Zhao Yuying had already appeared in the captain's room one step ahead, looking into the distance with a solemn face.
"What's wrong?" Qianye asked.
"Yongye's raid fleet." Zhao Yuying answered hastily.
Through the porthole, Qianye saw the Eternal Night Fleet that was still far away. The appearance of these floating ships is very hideous, with a bulging hull, and eight long brackets protruding from all sides, which look like giant spiders from a distance. The most eye-catching thing is the many sharp spikes on the body of the boat. These spikes are not just used to scare people. In close combat, they are sharp weapons that can easily cut through the hull of the airship.
At first glance, this fleet belonged to the nerubians. Among the dark races, the nerubian's shipbuilding technology may only be a little better than that of the werewolf, but it is also reliable and durable, especially at a very cheap cost.
The nerubian's raid fleet consisted of dozens of battleships. When they came into sight, they suddenly started to accelerate, scattered in all directions, and fiercely rushed towards the empire's landing fleet.
Although the size of the fleets of the two sides is not proportional at all, the empire's landing fleet is mainly composed of troop carriers, most of which have no attack power, and the number of military warships that are actually escorted is not large. Some gentry simply used cargo airships to make up the numbers, but the speed couldn't keep up with the main fleet, and the entire formation was stretched longer and longer.
Zhao Yuying stared at a nerubian battleship flying past in front, and shouted: "That's it, follow it!"
The nerubian battleship was more than twice the size of the frigate Qianye was on, but Zhao Yuying was not afraid at all, and commanded the captain to chase after it. Through the porthole, one can see the imperial escort warships on both sides advancing one after another, biting the nerubian battleship. The military-grade warships in the family's fleet also left to join the battle, leaving only a few to protect the landing fleet.
Zhao Clan's frigate quickly showed its superiority in performance, leaving other imperial warships behind, and the distance between the nerubian fleet and the front was getting closer and closer, and soon it was only about a kilometer away.
At this moment, the frigate shook violently, and a metal crossbow arrow more than two meters long was shot out, with a faint light shining all over its body, and flew towards the nerubian warship. The eight legs of the nerubian battleship suddenly glowed with light of origin force, and after a while of paddling, the huge ship turned a corner nimbly, passing the flying arrow. Seen from a distance, this giant ship looks like a living nerubian warrior, swift and flexible.
Under Zhao Yuying's command, the frigate was shocked again, and fired the giant crossbow again, but it was only close to passing by the edge of the Nerubian warship.
"Trash!" Zhao Yuying slammed her fist on the helm in anger.
The nerubian battleship seemed to know how powerful the Zhao Clan frigate was, and ignored the pursuers behind it. With its extraordinary agility, it tried to keep the distance between the two sides as much as possible, and rushed towards a landing fleet composed of small and medium-sized families. This small fleet is composed of more than ten transport ships of different shapes, and only two or three small armed airships are escorting them.
The nerubian warship charged forward arrogantly, took a few shots, and rushed past the interception of the armed ship, and plunged into the inner circle. It circled and slammed into a transport ship, without slowing down at all, and flew past, those sharp thorns were like blades, and opened several long cracks in the transport ship's hull.
A row of muzzles protruded from the side of the nerubian warship, and more than a dozen force cannonballs blasted into the damage of the transport ship, causing bursts of violent explosions inside the ship.
Seeing the raging flames emanating from the transport ship, even a layman like Qianye knew that the ship was doomed.
The nerubian battleship flicked its eight long legs, flew up again, and then rushed to the next transport ship. Although those transport ships were running for their lives in all directions, their speed was very slow, and they couldn't escape the pursuit of the nerubian battleship.
"Trash! A bunch of trash!" Zhao Yuying was furious. Her frigate had already fired four or five ballistas in a row, but most of them were dodged, and only one shot hit, leaving a slight injury to the Nerubian battleship, which did not affect the battle. Right under Zhao Yuying's nose, this nerubian battleship had already blown up the third transport ship.
The explosion of each transport ship means that hundreds of soldiers inside are buried in the void. Perhaps after the warrior-level powerhouse who can float out of the air, there is still hope of being rescued by friendly ships. Other fighters can only fight with the burning hull. Fall into the void together.
The man who controls this nerubian battleship is obviously also a master, with nimble movement, always dodging the attack from behind when there is no time to do so, and he is unwilling to fight with Zhao Yuying at all.
Qianye observed carefully and found that the end of the nerubian warship's eight jointed legs had force-driven arrays, and every time it emitted a wavy halo, it would push the warship to change direction. From a distance, it looks like a big spider walking on water.
Zhao Yuying wanted to go up to the turret to steer it herself several times, but without her command, the captain of the frigate at the helm might not be able to catch up with the nerubian battleship ahead. Zhao Yuying has sharp eyes and rich experience. If the nerubian warship in front of her moves slightly, she can judge the opponent's movement and keep chasing closely, otherwise she might be thrown far away.
Qianye watched for a while, and found that the speed, firepower and braking of the Zhao clan frigate were all higher than that of the nerubian warship, but the flexibility was not as good as that of the opponent. The situation on the battlefield is extremely chaotic at this moment, with burning wreckage of warships everywhere, and a large number of transport ships flying around, which is suitable for the nerubian warship to play.
After figuring out some tricks, Qianye felt hesitant, walked to Zhao Yuying's side, and said, "You steer the boat, and I'll control the guns."
Zhao Yuying's eyes lit up, and she immediately said, "Okay! You guys, take Qianye to the turret!"
When Qianye disappeared into the gangway leading to the deck turret, the captain whispered: "Miss, Mr. Qianye probably has never used battleship guns before, this...isn't appropriate?"
Zhao Yuying said coldly: "Even if he hits all empty, he is no worse than you trash!"
The captain's face was flushed, and he didn't dare to say more.
It's not that the fighters on the warship Zhao Clan are incompetent, but that the man who controls the Nerubian warship on the opposite side is a real master of fleet warfare. Such a person is more than enough to command a main battleship in the empire.