"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
"Wake up all the sailors! We are under attack!"
On the sea, as the oar fleet continued to fire, the combined fleet composed of the two principalities also fell into chaos.
No one expected to be attacked at night.
The same goes for the Combined Fleet.
When the dozens of paddle-sail warships lined up and fired at the fleet, most of the sailors were still sleeping in hammocks in the cabins.
Alarm bells sounded on various battleships, and the awakened sailors hurriedly put on their clothes.
The aristocratic commander in charge of commanding the entire fleet stood at the bow of the flagship in disheveled clothes, looking through the telescope at the strange fleet that kept firing at his own side under the moonlight. His expression was frightened, angry and confused:
"Fleet? Where does this fleet come from?!"
No one could answer his question.
This sudden naval battle has broken out.
Under the cover of night, the strange fleet that appeared from nowhere was like a ghost in the darkness, constantly firing at the combined fleet.
The anchored United Fleet warships had no time to raise their sails. Under the night, the warships were like living targets, being damaged one after another under the bombardment of the oar fleet...
"Holy Lord! They can actually target us! Can they see so clearly at night?!"
On the watchtower of the battleship, the sailors looked at the bombardment that was no less accurate than during the day, with expressions of horror and confusion.
"Supernatural beings...they have supernormal beings who can see at night!"
The noble commander reacted quickly.
Dots of silver light rose on the sea, and some battleships activated their magic shields.
Seeing the light that lit up, the noble commander's expression changed instantly:
"Idiot! There are extraordinary beings with night vision on the other side! Send a signal to them to lower their shields!"
However, it's too late.
Another series of bombardments sounded, and magic stone bombs hit the battleship with the shield lit up like raindrops. The magic shield flashed for a few times before being penetrated, and the battleship was completed amidst the sound of gunfire. The sieve slowly overturned...
"Quick! Raise the sail! Throw down the weight and sail northwest! The gunners are in position, ready to fight back!"
The commander ordered.
However, not long after he gave the order, another cannon shot came from the northeast.
"No! Castel's fleet has also left port!"
The sailor on the watchtower cried out again in horror.
The noble commander also noticed the bombardment coming from the northeast.
He picked up the telescope and looked at the brightly lit Beigang. Outside the port of Beigang, he could vaguely see the sailing warships with sails sailing away from the scope of Beigang, also heading towards the northwest. Cooperating with the paddle fleet in the south, they completed the encirclement of the combined fleet.
ambush……
This is a prepared ambush!
The noble commander suddenly realized everything and his face turned pale...
With the departure of Castel's fleet, fighting broke out on the sea.
At the same time, the principality coalition forces on land also fell into further chaos.
No soldier knew where the enemy came from. Under night, the camp seemed to be full of enemies.
Screams and fighting sounds came one after another, ghostly figures kept shuttling in the camp, overturned torches ignited the tents, and the sky turned red.
"Where is the extraordinary preparation?! Where is our extraordinary preparation?!"
Looking at the chaotic camp, the third prince picked up the collar of a noble and said angrily.
The noble looked pale and replied tremblingly:
"Your Majesty... Your Highness... it's too chaotic. We haven't had time to organize, and we don't know how many enemies there are..."
"Blow the horn! Send the signal! Arrange a formation to organize a counterattack!"
The third prince shouted.
As soon as he finished roaring, he heard the sound of a thick horn coming from afar.
That's the direction of Beigang.
The silver-blue light lit up, and the magic shield covering North Port was lit up again, and the suspension bridge of the Castel Bridge connecting to the mainland was lowered.
Accompanied by shouts of killing, armored soldiers with magical brilliance shining all over their bodies, holding high the flags of Castel and Gaston, rushed out of the Castel Bridge...
"It's the rebellious standing army of Tulip Earldom! They rushed out!"
On the coalition side, when they saw the troops attacking the camp, the nobles in charge were horrified.
However, amid the chaos, the coalition forces had no time to organize an effective counterattack.
With just one encounter, the defenses set up during the day to besiege the Castel Bridge were torn to pieces by the extraordinary standing troops that rushed out...
"Castle's army attacks!"
"Defeated! Our army was defeated!"
"Get out! Get out!"
"..."
Various exclamations resounded in the camp, and the coalition forces became more and more confused.
As Castre's army rushed out of North Port and launched a counterattack, the coalition soldiers who had already been frightened by the night attack completely lost their fighting spirit and their morale completely collapsed.
The soldiers threw away their helmets and fled in a hurry. Even the extraordinary soldiers lost control and ran away.
While running away, there was a large area of falls and trampling. For a while, screams and lamentations continued one after another, and the situation became more and more chaotic.
The fire continued to spread, and shouts of death sounded from all directions.
"The third prince is dead!" "Our army is defeated!" Various shouts came over, making the situation completely out of control.
Looking at the army that fled in terror and had completely lost its combat effectiveness, and looked at the combined fleet that was caught in a sea of flames on the sea between the northern and southern fleets, the third prince Philip's face turned extremely pale.
"Your Highness, let's retreat quickly! This is an ambush, an ambush against us!"
Earl Lint shouted anxiously.
"Withdraw... how to withdraw... Beigang Bridge has been taken back..."
The third prince muttered with dull eyes.
"Boat! Take a boat on the shore!"
Earl Lint shouted, killing a charging Castel soldier with one sword blow.
"Yes...the boat...we can take the boat!"
The third prince immediately came to his senses and quickly followed, surrounded by his personal guards.
And when he followed Count Lint all the way to the banks of the Dorne River, only the bloody Count Lint and three personal guards were left with him.
"Your Highness... where is Lady Eleanor? Didn't you bring Lady Eleanor out with you?"
Earl Lint looked behind the third prince and asked eagerly.
The third prince looked at him blankly and shook his head:
"No...she's still in there..."
"well!"
Earl Lint sighed, then turned back:
"Your Highness, please retreat first, and I will bring Lady Eleanor out! Bold cannot live without Lady Eleanor!"
With that said, he returned to the camp again.
The third prince stared blankly in the direction where Earl Lint left, his expression dejected.
He knew that after tonight, his army would probably be doomed...
