Realm of Power

Dylan Stangand tightly clenched the sword in his hand and stood on the deck, like a condensed statue, staring at the black spots on the sea in the distance that were getting closer and closer. In the blink of an eye, the distance between the two sides was rapidly approaching. When we reached about a thousand meters, we could vaguely see the situation on both sides through the white fog floating on the sea in front. Coming from the opposite side were five smaller North Sea sailing warships.

The sail is divided into two layers, the upper and lower layers, which are almost as wide as the upper and lower ones. It is blown up like a hemisphere by the wind. It is so huge that it almost covers the side of the warship. The sail is big and the ship is small, and with a ten-meter-long hard collision angle, it is far away. It looks like a row of knights wearing armor and holding lances. The pointed triangular bow cuts through the wind and waves in front of it very quickly like a sharp sword. It is menacing and arrogant, like five hungry heads. Like a wolf, it pounced from the opposite sea

"This is the warship of the North Sea. It is indeed the most suitable warship for this kind of environment." Dylans Tangande's pupils narrowed, his face looked very solemn, and there seemed to be flames bursting out in the deeply sunken eye sockets, but he tried hard Control your emotions,

The unique appearance of the opponent's sailing warship is enough to arouse the vigilance of Dylan Stangand, an old sailor. His many years of sailing experience let him know that once this kind of fast assault warship takes up all the wind and goes downwind, it will inevitably be like a spike coming off the string. It plunges deeply into the opponent's fleet, and then uses the hard collision angle at the front end to gut the opponent.

In such low-temperature seawater, if a person falls into the seawater, he will freeze to death due to the cold in a very short period of time. The chance of survival is almost negligible. In such a harsh environment, the biggest weapon of the warship is Speed, as long as it penetrates the enemy's ship deck, no matter how large the warship is, it will fall into a situation of destruction.

"The commander should order to prepare hooks for connecting to the ship's side and pull up all the small trebuchets." At some point, the young man with an indifferent face who was the previous pilot appeared on his right. He looked at the ship's side and prepared nervously. Sailors, said sternly to Dylan Downe

"The opponent is an extremely fast sailing light warship. The cold and biting water is their biggest weapon. The wind in the sea here is much stronger than in other sea areas. Whoever can seize the windward position first will master the outcome of this encounter. initiative,

Not only can you use the wind to strengthen the impact of your own fleet, but it also puts the enemy on the opposite side at the disadvantage of being unable to move quickly due to the headwind. Therefore, the commander is also asked to order the ships to keep their distance. If an accident occurs, immediately lower the boat to rescue the ship from falling into the water. "

"Are you really just a pilot?" Dylan Stangand glanced at the pilot in surprise. How could a person with such vision be just a pilot?

"Me? Haha, I can be considered a qualified pilot." The young man grinned slightly, with a somewhat lonely expression on his face, obviously unwilling to reveal too much.

Dylan Stangand raised his hand, measured the wind and direction, and shouted loudly to the helmsman next to him, "Turn left 11 degrees, and order the two fast ships in the van to immediately seize the windward position."

"Turn left rudder 11 degrees." The two fastest assault ships in the fleet quickly separated from the fleet. The cold wind roared and the sails of the warships bulged and made a tight creaking sound. The originally scattered fleet began to turn to the left. Like a giant beast running on the sea, it drew a huge upward diagonal line on the calm sea. The sound of the heavy bow smashing into ice floes kept coming from the front.

“500 meters”

"300 meters" Everyone became nervous. They opened their eyes and looked hard at the sea to the east. There was a thin line between water and sky. On the plane, a row of white sail shadows quickly expanded,

The speed of the North Sea sail warship was extremely fast. Even if it was traveling against the wind, its speed was also extremely frightening due to its familiarity with the sea surface currents. It quickly appeared in the sight of everyone in the fleet.

"Attention, port side"

As a burst of fierce shouts came from the side, the squadron experienced the fierceness of the North Sea warships for the first time. A wider warship guarding the flanks was hit head-on because it could not dodge, and "slap bang" hit the side of the ship. The sound of tearing was particularly harsh in the roaring sea wind, and broken wood scattered like two huge icebergs colliding together.

In the flash of lightning, the northern sail warship had penetrated deeply into the frigate's front wing like a cluster of arrows, opening a horrifyingly large hole in the frigate's front wing.

Countless broken wooden boards flowed out with the sea water, and the cold sea water was pouring into the hole. The mast with the sail hung heavily came down and shook a few times. A huge deck collapse sound was heard, followed by the sound from below. There were sharp screams, and then the sound of hurriedly moving. It seemed that many people had been hit. The sailors on the ship jumped towards the sea one after another.

The deck was in a mess, corpses were strewn on the ground, dripping with blood, and the wounded were lying in a pool of blood moaning in pain. The mizzen mast was broken into three pieces, causing great damage.

"Kill it"

In an instant, Dylan Stamp's angry and violent roar almost penetrated both decks. Everyone knew that this escort warship was finished, and their eyes suddenly turned red.

The culprit behind all this, the North Sea sailing warship, was trying to escape like a fox that had stolen a chicken.

Countless trebuchets that were ready to go violently smashed towards the North Sea sailing warship that wanted to turn. Fierce bursts of trebuchet sound came from the surrounding decks of the ship.

"Whoosh!" Countless round stone bullets continued to fall around the North Sea warship. Countless water splashes agitated. The deck of the North Sea warship instantly turned into powder. Countless heavy stone bullets were already smashing on the deck. It pierced several holes and also left forty or fifty gaps, large and small, on the side of the ship.

After the fierce screams, something seemed to hit the lower cabin of the Jiabeihai warship, and there was another scream and shout, as if the end was coming.

The fierce counterattack of the Falcon Empire fleet also seemed to scare the Azoo fleet on the opposite side. The four North Sea sail warships traveling against the wind were slightly reduced.

In terms of quantity, Asu's five North Sea sailing warships do not have an advantage. Dylan Stangand's squadron has 8 warships, which is twice as many as the North Sea sailing warships. However, in maritime operations, the fight is not only It’s just a comparison of numbers but a real comparison of combat power.

Dylan Stamp's squadron is not a fleet mainly responsible for combat. Most of its daily combat missions are to protect caravans. It is obviously insufficient in combat experience and preparation. Although it has more than 8 ships, the real number of them is There are only four escort warships among the combat ships, and the other four are transport ships with weak combat effectiveness. It is precisely because of this that the five sail warships dare to attack so arrogantly.

"Damn, fighting like this is too cowardly. Raise the battle flag for me and I will board the ship to fight, and I will kill them one by one with my knife."

Seeing his favorite frigate being disemboweled in front of his eyes, Dylan Stang's chest exploded with anger. At this moment, he was like a furious beast, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes.

He drew out his major general's sword, stepped onto the side of the ship and unbuttoned his clothes, revealing the simple sailor's coat underneath. He rolled up his sleeves and loudly issued an order to approach the boarding side. If he allowed the other party to change one ship to another, even if In the end, we were able to win, but it was just a miserable victory.

"The brave one wins when we meet on a narrow road"

Seeing the flagship rising to pick up the ship, the three frigates that were already red-eyed faced the four North Sea sailing warships rushing from the opposite side without fear. Even the four larger transport ships that were lagging behind some distance also started to fight. In addition, the sides of their tall ships kept hitting the sides of the North Sea warships, without any regard for the possibility that both sides would be destroyed.

The imperial fleet, which was so high in momentum, was fighting desperately at this moment, especially with the addition of these larger transport ships. The four North Sea sail warships were surrounded by a fleet twice their size. They were staggered by the impact, and the huge The sides of the North Sea warships pressed against each other creaked,

"Pa" In the panic, a North Sea warship was smashed, its stern rudder was smashed, the hull swayed, and slowed down. Dylan Stamp's flagship took the opportunity to bite its side hard, and countless people with iron The hook of the hook is thrown over,

"Everyone, follow me," a loud voice shouted, and before the ship's side was completely close, a swift figure had jumped like an eagle from the side of the ship that was one head higher than the opponent's.

It was the young man who was the pilot. At this moment, he had unbuttoned his clothes, revealing his strong bronze upper body. In his hand was a semi-curved sharp sword, with a penetrating cold light, which struck like lightning. Among the enemies on the deck below, there was a lifelike blood-red fragment hanging on his chest. It looked a bit chilling all over his body.

Seeing him jumping down alone, the Asuo sailors below quickly gathered around him.

"Kill" the young man turned his hand, and a sword turned into two swords on the left and right like magic, sweeping past like a whirlwind. "Pfft" the sound of the sharp weapon cutting was like cutting through leather, and two heads rushed out with Blood light flew up, and with an evil smile on his lips, he licked the blood droplets on the blade. His eyes when he looked around showed a cold, bloody and frightening light, which frightened the Asuo sailors on the deck. He kept retreating and no one dared to come within 2 meters of him.

"It turned out to be the Samor Guards." Dylan Stangand stared at the opponent's two sharp swords like chopping vegetables and melons with eyes full of shock. His body trembled slightly and he felt a cold air coming up from his tailbone. "What a dangerous situation. Fortunately, I didn't treat him too harshly."

A look of rejoicing flashed in Dylans Don Ander's eyes. He was from the south of Virginia, so he knew that the Falcon sword reported by the outside world was not actually the popular sword used by the Guards Cavalry. It was the earliest version. The Samor Guard sword is the symbol of the first generation of guards who followed His Majesty the Falcon, and is the soul of the entire Samor army.

Brutal, bloody, and mysterious. It is said that it was made under the personal supervision of His Majesty Falcon, who was the governor of Samor at the time. The blade is extremely sharp and kills people without staining blood. It is known as the bloodthirsty demon sword. The mention of it made many nobles at that time. An unparalleled weapon that makes my heart tremble, but because it is difficult to forge, the number is extremely limited.

Nowadays, except for the few Samor Guards left, only those with the rank of general or above still possess this kind of weapon. It is the most glorious mark of the Falcon Emperor, but in the hands of this young man, not only does he possess a But there are two swords, two guards, which is enough to show that his status is extraordinary.

"Everyone, come on." The sound of fighting resounded across the sea. In just a few minutes, the young man holding the demon sword had cut down seven or eight enemies in an extremely ferocious manner. Under his encouragement, the other people on the flagship The sailors followed suit. Without waiting for the ship's side to be stable, they followed the direction of the hook and jumped off the ship's side, which was 2 meters higher, without fear.

The deck of the Asuo warship was crowded with people on both sides. Within an extremely narrow range, swords flashed and blood splattered. Soldiers from both sides were holding people on their shoulders. Corpses continued to fall from the side of the ship into the sea. Blood flowed in a river of blood on the deck of the ship. , the brutal fighting soon turned into a row of corpses lying on the side of the ship. The soldiers on both sides were shocked by the power of this.

"Kill" screamed out all the pent-up frustration and fear in his heart with heart-rending and crazy shouts. The soldiers in the squadron this time were all naval soldiers of the Dillens tribe. They were trained for traditional ship-to-ship battles. Yousu braved the fierce attack of the Asuo sailors in front and rushed forward with the spear in his hand. Their captains beside them shouted again, "Come over and avenge your dead brothers."

The brutality of the boarding battle is unbearable to witness. Once the attack order is issued, it is almost impossible to retreat temporarily. Once the passionate soldiers enter the battle, they will basically forget about the word retreat. When the soldiers Muster up the courage to rush towards the enemy group within easy reach, shout with all your strength, surround them, swing your sword vigorously, and move forward relentlessly.

In this regard, the Asuos who lacked experience in naval warfare were obviously ill-prepared. Their troops on the side of the ship were too weak and they did not expect that the Falcon Navy would jump down from a high place. Instead, they concentrated too much on the gap and waited until the Falcon was discovered. When soldiers jumped down from various angles, it was too late to adjust.

"Kill, move forward, never retreat." Sailor Dylans shouted and used a row of heavy steel guns to form an assault line. At the moment of contact, the Assuos who were only wearing leather armor were killed. The soldiers on board the Dylans raised their shields mightily and used extremely high shield-top skills to push back the Asuos who were blocking the side of the ship on the opposite side.

"Go forward, go forward." The sharp spear points stabbed the Asuo sailors blocking the front into a hornet's nest. The Asuo sailors behind were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and they suddenly became confused. In the end, they were even pushed out of the boat on the other side. The deck plopped down to the cold sea. After struggling on the sea surface for a while, it gradually turned into a solidified substance covered with a layer of white frost in the cold ice water.

The situation on the battlefield has become very clear. Although Dylan Stamp's fleet lost a frigate at the beginning, it gradually took the initiative in the ship-receiving battle with its morale and numbers. In the fierce battle until the afternoon, Asuo's five ships Among the sailing warships, one was destroyed, and three were captured by the Dylan Stangander squadron during the boarding process. The Asuo naval flagship, realizing that the situation was not good, could only sway with scars all over the ship. Choosing to leave the battlefield,

The young pilot changed back into his own clothes and sat on the side of the ship. The rage in him was completely hidden. He looked at the sea in front of him quietly, seeming to be thinking about something. Dylans Tangande looked at it from a distance. He took one look and decided to suppress the confusion in his heart,

He turned around and ordered, sending some sailors to control the three captured sailing warships, while others were responsible for clearing the battlefield. Then the entire fleet slowly turned and continued northward.

After a day of madness, countless wreckage floated throughout the battle area. The dim sunshine finally revealed a bright ray of sunset, dragging out the usual brilliance on the sea, as if it had no strength, it seemed so quiet and peaceful. Beautiful

Dots of rays of light shine on the sea, reflecting a colorful halo, making people feel as if they are in a mirage. The waves are also gentle as never before, gently lapping the side of the ship, as if a kind mother is coaxing her son to sleep. Qingrou is behind the boat, and the waves are rolling briskly, leaving long traces on the calm sea. The ripples are constantly expanding and slowly disappearing into the horizon.

The sea water is still so cold, so comfortable, as comfortable as the quietest girl who has not yet left the palace. Only the fierce battle just now showed that under this endless white ice, there is a huge undercurrent of ocean current.

With a heavy heart, Dylan Stangand ordered the fleet to continue heading north. He didn't know that he had just completed an important battle for maritime dominance. This encounter on the southeastern cape was recorded by later generations and became the official commander of the Falcon Empire Navy. An important event that extended the tentacles of power to the north,

In this battle, the Asuor people's blockade of the southeastern cape was broken through by the Falcon Navy in one fell swoop. The Asuor navy, which had just been established with great efforts, was almost completely annihilated.

Of course, after returning, in order to shirk responsibility, the fleet commander of Asou, General Ziraoul, deliberately exaggerated the size of the Imperial Navy.

A logistics fleet of no more than 8 warships was transformed into the main force of the fleet with hundreds of ships and tens of thousands of troops under Ziraouur's words.

Asuo was so frightened that he could only order to temporarily stop the blockade of the southeastern cape and adjust the layout of the entire north.

If Asu'o, who dreams of becoming the northern hegemon, knew that his high hopes for maritime ambitions were actually defeated by a logistics fleet of the Falcon Empire, I don't know what his expression would be like, to be continued)

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