The Whitewater River meanders, flowing from the southern part of the Leslie family's territory to the northern foot of the Dark Mountains. Earl Pepper stands on the bow of the "warship", watching the newly built city wall of Tanzan Town slowly in sight. Slow back, heart full of ambition.
"Warship" is just a bluffing term. In fact, it is just a large merchant ship sailing in the inland river, but the Peipo family has always mastered the best shipbuilding technology in the southern region. Any kind of ship they built is the same type of ship In this place far away from the sea and without real warships, the merchant ships transformed by Franc Ning Peibo are the best warships.
And having said that, ever since the Church of the Storm fell into the Son of the Storm and human beings were completely blocked on the mainland by the magic tide in the sea, the age of great navigation has ended, and the various nautical technologies and surface combat concepts that have just sprouted have hardly changed. Development was aborted, human beings had tossed for hundreds of years on the limited inland rivers, and it was inevitable that the technology of warships fell behind.
These "warships" transformed from merchant ships and cargo ships are already the proud capital of Earl Peibo.
A nobleman who was familiar with Franc Ning Peibo stepped onto the bow and stood beside Earl Peibo, looking at the receding Tanzanite city walls, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Look at these brand new city walls, Andrew Les Viscount Leigh built them in a year...God knows how much he made off those shiploads of ore."
"Backed by Cecil who is full of gold and silver, the sick child of the Leslie family can become rich as long as he gets three or two scattered gold coins from his master," Fran Ning Peibo looked at Tan with an arrogant expression. On the city wall of Sang Town, he saw that although the city wall was all newly laid bricks, there were no shadows of rolling logs and hot oil pans between the wall stacks. The old trebuchet was placed on the newly built city wall, and he couldn't help shaking his head, "However, a person who gets rich is shallow after all, and he finally obediently gets out of the way. There is neither glory nor benefit to share At most, we can get a neutral tranquility from this 'cooperation'."
"I heard that he wanted to stand on the side of the Cecil family at the beginning, and left the envoy you sent for many days," the noble next to him sighed, "until Earl Hossman wrote a letter and sent the envoy himself, He just agreed to open the river and let the army cross the border... It's too unwise. If I had known this, he would have cooperated from the beginning."
"If he cooperated from the beginning, I would be worried that he would throw stones from the river when the army passed by," Earl Pepper couldn't help laughing, "That Viscount Andrew has been with him since last year." Cecil's family is coming together, and it's normal for him to hesitate when the situation changes."
While talking, dozens of mighty ships of all sizes have already sailed through the river in front of Tanzan Town, while the sparse soldiers of the Leslie family stood on the city wall, watching helplessly as they prepared to attack Sisi The coalition forces led by Seoul passed in front of them.
After the wind direction changed, the speed of the fleet began to increase. The dual strength of sails and oars made these sturdy and huge wooden ships rush towards Cecil's collar like sharp arrows. The runes further reduced the impact of the water surface waves on the ship. After sailing like this for about half a day, continuous dense forests began to appear on both sides of the front of the fleet, and the Baishui River became narrow and turbulent.
Earl Pepper came to the bow of the boat again. He looked at the situation on the river with a little curiosity, and found that there was no other ship in his field of vision except his own fleet.
This seems to be normal. Anyone who is a little better informed should have heard about the war. At this time, there will be no other ships sailing on the river.
But he was curious about where the team was now, so he called out to a knight standing guard nearby: "How far is it from Cecil?"
"My lord, we are almost at the lumberyard of Shuanglin Village!" The knight immediately replied with a salute, "Shuanglin Village is the westernmost village in Cecil Territory."
"Very well, let's take down that place first, and then divide half of the people to go ashore and attack along the river bank," Earl Pepper nodded, then he looked at the lush forests on both sides of the river, couldn't help but raised his hand with a smile and said "Look, the river here is narrow, and there are dense forests on both sides. If those Cecilians have a little courage, set up a few battle mages in these dense forests to ambush with tidal spells, or attack with heavy crossbows and catapults. Chances are we'll lose a ship or two..."
In the concealed shelling position on the south bank of the Baishui River, Knight Byron climbed up a tree and looked at the fleet passing by the river. After the team was halfway through, he finally burst out laughing, then picked a fruit from the side and threw it under the tree The orderly: "Signal! Fuck your mother!"
Two seconds later, dozens of dense air explosions suddenly broke the silence in the dense forest, dozens of light "Persuader I" magic crystal shells and several heavy "Justice I" heavy shells surrounded With light blue magical brilliance, it rushed out of the muzzle of the acceleration track, out of the vines and leaves used for camouflage, and drew arcs of death one after another in the air, landing heavily on the fleet led by Earl Peibo central!
Boom boom boom!
One column after another of water jets suddenly rose between the fleets. Together with the water jets, there was a huge explosion and the shock waves generated by the explosion. The two warships were unfortunately hit in the first salvo. The shell was like paper in the face of this inexplicable explosion. The first ship was blown up in the middle and broke into two pieces on the spot, while the other ship was even more miserable. A heavy heavy shell hit its The bottom exploded, and the entire ship was blown out of the water, causing it to be torn apart in the air!
One second, the river was still calm, sailing quietly, and the next second, the skyfire exploded and died tragically. Almost no knights and militiamen on the warship realized what happened, and they fell into huge chaos. Among them, the screams of the personnel and the mourning of the dying livestock instantly resounded through every ship, but in the shelling position on the south bank, Byron Knight just got up from the ground.
"Shocked me down!" This mercenary-born knight seldom restrained himself in front of the lord, let alone talk about chivalry in front of his own soldiers. He yelled loudly, "I'll shoot after I've spotted everything! Would you be ashamed to hit two after dozens of cannonballs go down?! 'Persuador' artillery crew, don't follow the heavy artillery to make trouble if you get close first!"
The camouflage on each railgun was removed, and the continuous blasting sound began to echo throughout the entire position. In the middle of the Baishui River, the "fleet" of the coalition forces that was still mighty and majestic not long ago has fallen into a great panic. and catastrophic chaos. Although due to insufficient artillery training, immature new weapon tactics, and the difficulty of shooting moving targets on the river surface, most of the shells are still falling into the water, but the huge water column in the water and the warships that shattered in the explosion from time to time still make those Those who were still alive were terrified, but what made the knights and mages on the ship even more desperate was that they had no way to fight back, and even had no way to gain safety!
The people on the warships, they just stayed on the boats. Ninety percent of the people here have no concept of fighting people on the water. These so-called "warships" have almost no ability to meet the enemy on the water. The few heavy crossbows and small trebuchets set up on the deck are useless at the moment, and the people who operate them can't even see where the enemy is!
In the final analysis, ships are nothing more than vehicles for this coalition army. The battle they really imagined should be to let knights and soldiers go ashore to fight after the ships docked, just like every "war" in the past. And in all fairness, the same should be the case in noble wars. The Cecilians should even take the initiative to give way to a section of the river bank so that the soldiers of the coalition army can disembark and organize their formations, and then have a dignified knight duel and army confrontation... This is what The rules of war between nobles!
But now... what the hell is this? !
What the hell are the Cecils doing? Was this the work of the Cecils
Franc Ning Peibo stood blankly on the crumbling bow, watching the boats accumulated by his family over the years sank into the water one after another into scattered debris, and the blood of the dead soldiers was among the floating wreckage. The room was dyed a dazzling bright red, knights in heavy plate armor and mages in thick robes struggled among blood, wreckage, and corpses, and were swallowed one by one by the rushing water of the Whitewater River. Watching Viscount Roxvall, an orthodox aristocrat known for his elegance, calmness, and wisdom, sinking in front of his eyes with a broken plank in his arms, and the brightly colored flag of the Viscount family is still floating on the water not far away...
"What the hell... happened?" Earl Pepper stared blankly at all this. The upheaval of reality was beyond his comprehension. On the stage of the drama, he closed his eyes and covered his ears, blocking out all these perceptions, and recalled the comfortable velvet bed in his castle. After a few seconds, he opened his eyes and let go of his ears. Baron Randolph's dead body sank before his eyes, in the same place as Viscount Roxvall.
"It's over, it's over..."
Whatever the cause of the disaster, it was all over now.
At this moment, from the corner of Fran Ning Peibo's eyes, he suddenly saw what happened in the distance
He saw the soldiers who fell into the water struggling to swim to the river bank, and a large number of soldiers wearing strange armor and holding strange equipment appeared on the river bank at some time. These soldiers pointed at the coalition soldiers who swam ashore with the strange equipment on their arms And tie them up one by one.
It was the Cecils who destroyed the entire Allied fleet in incomprehensible ways.
"My lord!"
The loud shouts of the accompanying knight awakened Franc Ning Peibo. The knight was injured by the aftermath of the explosion and his face was covered with blood. He took Earl Peibo's hand and shook it eagerly: "My lord! Go! Get on the boat and go!"
Earl Pepper finally realized that no matter what kind of shock, fear, and nervousness he had given way to the desire to survive, he immediately followed the knight and ran towards the direction where the escape boat was parked, asking loudly while running: "Viscount Copani where?!"
"Viscount Copani died for some reason. He didn't have any injuries on his body, but his internal organs were all shattered!" The knight shouted loudly, "Many people who stood with Viscount Copani died, They were probably killed by a curse!"
Earl Pepper felt a thin layer of cold sweat, and his fat body exploded at an alarming speed at this moment. He rushed to the place where the lifeboat was parked in three or two steps. He jumped on it with the knight, and greeted the nearby Soldiers: "Row the boat! Row the boat!"
The lifeboat broke away from the big ship, and the oarsmen waved their oars desperately, causing the boat to flee like crazy in the continuous explosion water column, and quickly escaped from the middle section of the fleet where the explosion was most dense. The big ships at the end of the line were trying their best to turn. They were clumsy and slow. Even with the assistance of magic runes and the efforts of the oarsmen, it might be difficult to escape the explosion that was about to cover their heads.
Only a few large ships and a dozen small boats escaped from that terrible hell, Count Pepper didn't even know how he escaped, he felt himself staggering in the small boat for a long time, that nightmarish explosion The sound and the sharp whistling sound of something piercing the air finally disappeared in his mind, and seeing the familiar Tanzania city wall appearing in front of him, the earl, who was still in shock, dared to breathe a little in relief.
After confirming that there were no more pursuers in the rear, Fran Ning Peibo's frightened expression calmed down a little. He looked at the towering Tanzania city wall in front of him, half relieved and half self-comforting, and said, "Fortunately, this is no longer Sisi. Otherwise, if there is another enemy ambush on this wall, my life will be over... "
While speaking, a rush of whistles suddenly sounded from the city wall of Tanzan Town, and then one after another strangely shaped devices with some kind of metal guide rail appeared between the wall stacks.
Accompanied by the sudden flash of magic between these metal guide rails, the nightmarish explosions and howls came overwhelmingly...