"Their goal must still be to land on the beach!" Constantine said firmly after observing the situation. No one objects to this point. What's the point of pirates attacking a city if it's not for the purpose of plundering the city?
"Boom!" "Boom!"
A new round of artillery battle began again, and this time the Bretonnian side was at a disadvantage. The sailors had to keep moving to keep a certain distance from the vampire ships to avoid being sunk by the corrupted Leviathan underwater.
Therefore, the vampires approached the shore much faster tonight. With a few "Bang!" and "Bang!" sounds, the shore-based artillery also opened fire. These fixed shore-based defense guns were much more powerful than naval guns. Once The salvo actually sank a ship.
"Those water ghosts will not drown again!" a naval commander reminded, and sure enough, the undead pirates who fell into the water began to march on foot along the seabed.
"The wrath of my god will consume them!" Ms. Schumann smiled, which caused her tattoos and ornaments to jingle.
The Mannann priests, who had made preparations in advance, released a large group of sharks to harvest the undead whose movement was restricted on the seabed. Mannann is an old god who was originally born in nature. In addition to humans, most creatures in the sea also obey him.
Driving sea beasts is one of Mannann's magical skills, but how powerful it can be driven depends on the priest's own mana and the quality of the sacrifice.
"Poof!" With a few muffled sounds, the vampire ship hit the coast directly. The pirates did not test it this time, and went directly to the general attack.
The corrupted Leviathan also climbed ashore from the bottom of the sea. The vampire fleet commander jumped from the command room of the flagship and landed on the back of the giant beast.
"Hahaha, poor short-lived people, kneel down and accept the blessing of eternal life that I, Captain Salazar, bestow upon you!"
The fleet commander's voice was hoarse, and it could be seen that he had not spoken for a while. For these guys, most of whose subordinates were undead, daily speech seemed to be of no use. The rare openings were also to intimidate the enemy.
The shore-based artillery once again showed its power. In order to deal with the corrupted Leviathan, the gunners prepared some sharp armor-piercing projectiles to replace the shotgun shells that originally caused large-scale damage.
However, this salvo did not have the desired effect. The fleet commander accumulated a lot of experience in controlling behemoths in battle during his long life. He deployed a bunch of cannon fodder troops in advance, and those zombie sailors were used as Corpse bunker.
"It's a bit difficult to deal with!" Looking at the endless stream of undead coming off the ship and forming an array, almost all the attacks of the peasant archers were absorbed by the cannon fodder troops.
Although the zombie sailors fell like wheat, any experienced old sailor would not be happy. They knew that if those vampires found the opportunity, they could pull more in a short time.
"Let's go, we have to join the war!" Snorri raised the warhammer and stood on the ready anvil of doom. At present, the vampire pirate has not taken out the Death Screaming Terror Beast. He is not worried about the threat from the air yet.
"Pay attention to the part on land! I can guarantee that they are not fighting alone!" Before setting off, Snorri did not forget to look back and remind the humans that in his opinion, the unknown is the scariest thing.
When Snorri appeared on the low wall riding the Anvil of Doom, the morale of the dwarf warriors was greatly improved. Fighting under the watchful eye of the ancestor gods is a glory that has not been seen for thousands of years after the dark ages!
"Fire!" Snorri pointed his warhammer, and the dwarf long-range troops that had finished loading fired a volley. The thunder gun and the dwarf heavy crossbow are much more powerful than the peasant archers' longbows, and their accuracy is far superior to them.
Some of the ammunition was thrown by the dwarves at the relatively less cannon-fodder troops in the back row, but Captain Salazar also made adjustments. He arranged a batch of even larger undead creatures to serve as human shields.
"Those seem to be the corpses of ogres?" Snorri observed with a telescope on the anvil base.
"The sailors call these giant zombies. The rotting ogre corpses merge with the wreckage of the ship and the sea monster to form a truly twisted abomination. If there is no strong enough to fight it, then one is enough to kill a whole person. The whole ship!" The Coast Guard Commander explained these enemies to the dwarves.
After a brief adjustment, a cannon and organ gun that Snorri had brought with him opened fire along with the shore artillery. Since the land portion of the wall lacked long-range firepower, Snorri did not commit all of his artillery on this side.
This round of volley cleared an entire fan area, but the vampire pirates still seized the opportunity to expand their formation.
"Free fire, they are not fast, try to cause as much damage as possible!" Snorri directed from his seat,
Compared with the ratmen, the vampire's cannon fodder troops are more difficult to deal with. They will not lose morale and flee due to losses, and can effectively absorb their own firepower.
Before he finished speaking, a wave of dark magic suddenly surged from Captain Salazar's body, "Fanhe's Dance of Death!" He injected a wave of magic energy into the corrupted Leviathan under his seat, and the speed of the giant beast suddenly increased. It increased a bit and passed the troops in front and rushed straight to the city gate!
"Why do all vampires have the ability to cast spells!" Snorri cursed and triggered the runes of wrath and destruction on the anvil of doom. The earth in the path of the giant beast burst open, and the Leviathan was overwhelmed by his huge size. The size almost completely absorbed the rune's damage, and it was knocked to the ground, struggling to get up again.
"Praise be to Mannann, who holds all the salt water in his hands!" Ms. Schumann's altar was placed far away from Snorri in order to avoid being affected by the Anvil of Doom.
But the woman's voice was loud, perhaps because rituals to honor Mannann were often carried out during storms, and it was not easy for attendees to hear her voice during bad weather.
This choice is partly to appease the anger of the ocean. Manann is not a benevolent god. On the other hand, believers cannot start work when the storm arrives, so it is natural for them to attend the ceremony.
She took out the lungs of the two vampire minions she captured during the day from their chests as sacrifices, and then pointed her staff at the giant beast that was waving its appendages and preparing to get up.
Through the power of the gods, Ms. Schumann gained control of the fluids in Leviathan's body. The originally soothing body fluids suddenly became violent, rushing around the giant beast's body, frantically destroying the tissues in its carapace.
Not to mention getting up, the Leviathan began to twitch and roll, crushing many surrounding zombies. Captain Salazar, who was standing on top of it, was also knocked off his feet.
