After receiving the news of the attack on Metini College, the warships in the Odessa port also set sail quickly.
"Raise the sails and lift the anchor! Quick, quick, quick!" the officer shouted at the sailors, raised the sails, and accelerated the warship with the assistance of magic devices, trying to rush out of the port and occupy the position as soon as possible.
No matter who their enemy was or what they did next, it would be a disadvantage to remain in port. The sailors were rushed to lift the anchor, and the wet cables made their hands burn with pain. However, everyone was enveloped in an indescribable fear and urgency, and they pulled on the cables desperately regardless.
"The channel has been determined," the first mate reported to the captain of the leading ship. "The formation has set sail and will be able to leave the port in a quarter of an hour."
Suddenly, a bright light cut the sky and the sea. That's the glow of the magic drive operating at maximum power. The source of the light was an imposing battleship, with a spear-like horn and a towering mast. It was rushing toward the shore at an astonishing high speed.
The sailors raised their heads one after another and stared in the direction of the light.
At the same time, just at the exit of the port area, the wooden planks of a warehouse suddenly fell down. The navigator on the Odessa battleship suddenly saw six twelve-pound guns lined up in the port, almost pressing against the right front of the bow.
Senamon jumped aside with the command knife in hand and watched the huge warships pressing in like a wall. The ballistas on the battleship had no angle to threaten his artillery, and the marines on the deck could not get off the ship. They could only watch the artillery light the fuse under their noses.
"Chain bullets, volley!"
Senamon gave an order, and the gunners who had been prepared opened fire at the same time. The iron balls connected in series rushed out of the smoke and swept towards the deck and mast of the battleship.
"hidden!"
Exclamations and screams echoed from the battleship at the same time. The sailors and soldiers who were unable to dodge were swept by the chain bombs flying through the air, making crackling sounds. From the port side to the starboard side, pieces of severed limbs and minced meat flew like raindrops. Then there was a huge cracking and toppling noise. A mast was torn by a bullet chain, and it hit the deck with debris and iron pieces all over the sky.
"Continue the bombardment!" Senamon ran to the gun position to adjust the firing angle. "Lower the firing angle and hit their deck! Let's leave after firing the shells!"
The captain of the Odessa battleship, which was suddenly bombarded, also shouted loudly from a short distance away. While ordering his men to fight back, he encouraged everyone and ordered the battleship to quickly rush out of the port channel. Everyone could see that Beyeland's artillery was quietly deployed at such a close distance to attack the warships, with the obvious intention of trapping them in the port.
Although the interior of the port area is not small and can be supported by nearby fortresses, the waters here cannot support the maneuvering of warships at all. Once the Beyelan warship launches an attack from the sea, they can only be passively beaten.
However, before the captain's order could be conveyed, the battleship's toppled mast caught the building on the nearby embankment, dragging the entire ship into a spin. The second battleship followed. The sailors had just turned the crossbow when they saw the friendly ship in front of them drawing a circle and ramming towards the side.
The captain and his adjutants threw themselves on their seats. The roaring cannons were spitting steel and death at them, beating the sailors into balls of blood. The leading battleship's sharp collision angle was heading towards the belly of the friendly ship. Push through the obstruction. The two captains exclaimed together:
"This is a trap!
…
The topography of the Metini campus is similar to that of Homemon Watts, with both buildings being built on coastal slopes. If you want to escape into the interior of the north, the convoy must first travel along the roads along the east and west coasts before turning north.
While Professor Lafayette was fleeing with his brother and sister, the sealed artifacts, and many personnel, a warship with white sails was also speeding towards the shore. However, instead of approaching the jetty, it kept its distance a little further away and joined a small boat.
Several people on the boat jumped off the deck, and the leader bowed to say hello:
"Please allow me to board the ship, Miss Captain."
Alandel and her lieutenants greeted the returning knight on the deck. Her smooth black hair hanging down like a waterfall was tied up into a beautiful hairstyle. She was wearing a slim-fitting navy coat and boots, and her slim lines were particularly charming:
"Welcome back to the Brunhil, your Excellency, the second-level assault squadron leader. The attack just now may have detonated some kind of sealed object. We detected a high-level psychic signal, which is the same as the aura of the ancient god that appeared in Odessa."
The two of them walked to the open deck together, where a small group of cavalry wearing breastplates gathered, calmly watching the sea. The cavalry are fully equipped and ready to go. However, in front of them there was only a deck with the side of the ship removed and the blue sea, and the nearest shore was one mile away.
"How is the situation in Medini?" The knight waved to everyone and asked them to get their lances.
"We found a group of carriages moving towards the camp of the garrison. The sealed object is inside. Judging from the route, they should want to gather the troops and go inland to avoid our attack," Alandel said , "Your Excellency, Knight, are you sure this will not violate the armistice agreement?"
"Armistice?"
The knight couldn't help but laugh.
He jumped onto the black horse. The battle robes and feathers fluttered in the wind, and cold white frost condensed wherever they went. He was on a black horse, and a small troop of cavalry gathered on the deck behind him. The chilling momentum spread, like a thunderstorm surging in the wind and thunder, sweeping across the sea with unparalleled pressure.
The sailors' eyes widened and they hurriedly hid aside. They had heard about the reputation of this terrifying knight. They heard that he enslaved the ice and snow and drove away death. He was a monster. Even the powerful captain was polite to him.
The knight took the lance with a red-purple halo and swept the rough sea with a cold gaze: "When Odessa concealed the information about the sealed artifact, the armistice agreement was already broken by them. If we hadn't happened to pass by, they would have The conspiracy will succeed."
Alandel nodded and stopped interfering in the knight's battle. She returned to the bridge deck and said to the first mate and helmsman beside her: "Fire starboard salvo. Approach the shore and prepare to release the armored cavalry commandos."
Her adjutant immediately replied: "The convoy hid behind the shore defenses. There is a position equipped with ballistas and trebuchets, which may pose a threat to the ship. Wait a minute, there is no landing water nearby!"
"We can suppress their convoys and fortifications at the same time," Alandel replied. "Where to land? This matter does not concern us."
…
Thick black clouds are gathering in the sky. Although it is still daytime, the oppressive rain clouds have shrouded the place like a night, with only the occasional flash of thunder and lightning in the clouds bringing a glimmer of light.
The stirring horns were echoing, and the coastal defense camp in Odessa sensed an ominous sign. They hurriedly adjusted the firing angle of the ballistae and sent out flags to the approaching warships, demanding that they turn around and retreat immediately.
Under the dark sky, an orange-red light suddenly lit up! It was as if a giant beast had emerged from its cave, showing its fangs ferociously in search of blood. Immediately afterwards, blood-red lightning burst out, and gray smoke surged, raging and bright, as if a long whip was lashing the earth, and the sea surface turned red in an instant.
"Full salvo of naval guns!"
Roars roared between the gunnery chief and the sailors. They roared heart-breakingly, and the heavy cannon on the side of the ship suddenly bounced back, spraying out a cloud of light mist.
The battlecruiser Birrenhill's broadside guns began firing a salvo.
A scorching fireball flew through the sky, tearing the building into shattered ruins. There was a huge dull sound in the sky, and there seemed to be a giant stretching out his big hand on the sky, slapping the clouds alternately.
Sixteen 12-pound naval guns roared almost simultaneously, tearing a cliff-like auditory fault in the air. The sea, sky and town seemed to be choked and still, and then violently shook in the dense wind-like roar, and the turbulent waves were filled with astonishing firelights.
The shore ballistae and trebuchet positions that were still preparing to fire were immediately covered by dense artillery shells. A position was swept by the iron rain, the ballista fragments flew across, the stone wall cracked, and the cannonballs ricocheted off the wall and the defenders, causing indescribable groaning and shattering sounds.
The fiery shells ignited the kerosene on the position, and bursts of dazzling fire rolled in the port. Looking down from the clouds hanging in the sky, I saw red light flashing, and dull explosions like rolling thunder and surging waves, crushing over one after another.
Odessa's shore defense troops screamed in despair, and the brave soldiers hurriedly fought back. However, under the repeated bombardment of artillery that had an absolute advantage in lethality and range, even the shore barriers collapsed, and rubble and broken rocks collapsed. The walls were covered with broken corpses and gurgling blood like streams.
Professor Lafayette, who had just hid in the military camp and was summoning local Extraordinaries and troops, felt his throat was dry and wanted to escape, but his sense of mission still drove him to stand up: "Don't be afraid! There is no water here for them to land. We have to go around to the eastern port to land the troops, and artillery can’t threaten us!”
The wizards and followers who had just escaped from Medini were hiding behind bunkers, with no one responding or taking any action.
"Stand up!" Professor Julian also shouted, "What about your reserve and courage! Those mortal artillery can't threaten us, and they can't get to the shore. Get up and follow me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, someone in the crowd suddenly raised his hand and pointed to the sea. His panicked voice was full of despair and panic:
"Look, what's going on over there!"
"where?"
"Sea! Look at the sea!" A man raised his head and screamed:
"The sea, the sea is freezing!"
In this concert of blood and fire, there is an indescribable momentum quietly flowing out, slowly rising and brewing like a rising tide. The majestic and majestic feeling seemed to swallow up the world.
The wizards of Medini were suddenly spiritually touched by this momentum, and were speechless for a moment. Neferti, who was taking care of her unconscious brother, quietly raised her head from her hiding place and stared at the sea in fear.
She saw the warship from Beyelan, tearing off its camouflage as it approached the shore, revealing its ferocious fangs. An illusory but extremely majestic shout echoed in the air:
"Found you."
As these words came, a huge wind blew against my face, almost suffocating me. In the darkness, there were even screams of innocent souls and loud cries begging for mercy. It was like there was a huge flag between the narrow world. Dancing at high speed and making a fluffy sound!
The sky, clouds, and air were all forced by this terrible pressure, and a low silence lurked. Only the waves that would never stop were whimpering unwillingly.
The girl's throat seemed to be tightened and she couldn't breathe. Some kind of pain engraved deep in her soul reminded her of some broken and terrifying memories that she couldn't bear to look at.
Neferti clutched her brother's hand and trembled, whimpering:
"he came!"
