Sword of Daybreaker

The Baishui River flows from the south of the Leslie family's territory to the northern foothills of the Dark Mountains. Earl of Pepo stands on the bow of the "warship" and looks at the new walls of the town of Tanzan. Slowly retreating, my heart is full of ambition.

"Warship" is just a swearing saying. In fact, it is only a large merchant ship sailing in the river. But the Peipo family has always mastered the best shipbuilding technology in the South. Any kind of ship they built is in the same type of ship. The strongest of them, in this place far from the sea and without real warships, the merchant ship transformed by Francin Peibo is the best warship.

Moreover, since the storm church has fallen into the son of the storm, and the human being has been completely blocked on the mainland by the magic tide in the sea, the era of great voyage has ended. The burgeoning nautical techniques and the concept of surface fighting have hardly been much. In the development of the dead, the humans have tossed on the limited inland river for hundreds of years, and the technical backwardness of the warship is also inevitable.

The "warships" that were transformed from merchant ships and cargo ships are already the capital that Earl of Peibo is proud of.

A nobleman familiar with Falun Ning Peibo walked to the bow and stood beside the Earl of Peibo. Looking at the walls of Tanzan, which was receding, he couldn’t help but feel: "Look at these brand new walls, Andrews The Viscounts built them within a year... God knows how much he made from the ore of the ship and the ship."

"With Seychel, who is backed by gold and silver, Leslie’s sick scorpion can get rich if he gets three or two scattered gold coins from his master." Faluning Peibo looked at Tan with an arrogant expression. The wall of Sangzhen, he saw that the walls were all new brick walls, but there was no shadow between the wall and the hot oil pan between the walls. I could only see a row and I didn’t know how long I had never used it. The old trebuchet was placed on the wall of the new building, and he couldn’t help but shake his head. "However, the rich man is finally shallow, and he finally let the road open, no glory, no profit. At best, I can exchange a neutral peace from this 'cooperation'."

"I heard that he wanted to stand on the side of the Cecil family at the beginning and aired the messenger you sent for many days," the aristocrat next to him sighed. "Until the Count of Horsman wrote a letter and sent a messenger, He agreed to let go of the river and let the army cross the border... It’s not wise. As I know so, he should cooperate with it at the beginning."

"If he cooperated at the beginning, I would have to worry about whether he would throw stones from the river when he passed the river," Count Pope couldn't help but smile. "The Viscount Andrew has been with him since last year." Cecil’s family was together, and he was hesitant when the situation changed.

As said, the vast dozens of large and small ships have already sailed through the river in front of Tanzan Town, and the sparse soldiers of the Leslie family stood on the wall and watched as they prepared to attack Sethi. The coalition forces of the collars passed by them.

After the change of wind direction, the speed of the fleet began to accelerate. The dual forces of windsurfing and slurrying made these sturdy and huge wooden boats rush to the Cecil collar. The wizards brought by the nobles activated the arrangement on both sides of the hull. The runes further reduced the impact of the surface waves on the vessel, so they sailed for about half a day. The two sides of the fleet began to appear in the jungle, and the Baishui River became narrow and anxious.

Earl Pepe once again came to the bow. He looked at the situation on the river with a little curiosity. He found that other ships were invisible except for his own fleet.

This seems normal. People with a little bit of news should have heard about the war. There are no other ships sailing on the river.

But he was curious as to where the team was now, and he greeted a knight who was near the whistle: "How far is it from Cecil?"

"Adults, we are almost in the forestry of the frost forest village!" The Cavaliers immediately replied, "Shuanglin Village is the westernmost village of Cecil."

"Very well, we will first knock down the place, then split half of the people ashore and attack along the river bank," Earl Pepo nodded. Then he looked at the lush forest on both sides of the river and couldn't help but smile and raise his hand. "You see here the river is narrow and there are jungles on both sides. If those Cecils have a little courage, set up several battle mage in these jungles to ambush with tidal spells, or attack with heavy rifles and trebuchets, maybe there are still Opportunity makes us lose one or two ships..."

In the concealed artillery position on the south bank of the Baishui River, the Byron knight climbing to the tree looked at the fleet that was passing through the river. After the team was over halfway, he finally laughed and then picked a fruit from the side and threw it under the tree. The commander: "A signal! A ta for one!"

Two seconds later, dozens of sounds of dense air blasting suddenly broke the silence in the jungle, dozens of light "convincing i-type" magic crystal shells and several heavy "just i-type" heavy artillery shells The light blue magic brilliance rushed out of the muzzle of the accelerating orbit, rushed out the camouflage vines and leaves, crossed the arc of death in the air, and fell heavily on the fleet led by Count Peapo. central!

Boom!

One after another, the water column suddenly rises up between the fleets, along with the water column, and there are huge explosions and shock waves generated by the explosion. The two ships were unfortunately hit in the first round of volley, wooden boats. The shell was like a paper paste in front of this inexplicable big bang. The first ship was blown up in the middle and broke into two on the spot, while the other ship was even more miserable. A heavy heavy shell was in it. The bottom of the explosion, the entire ship was blown off the surface of the water, let it fall apart in the air!

The first second was still a quiet river, quietly sailing, the next second was the skyfire that fell from the sky, and the tragic death. The knights and militia on the ship almost did not react to what happened, and they were already in great confusion. Among them, the screams of the people and the sorrow of the dead animals rang through every ship, but in the shelling position on the South Bank, the Byron Knight had just climbed up from the ground.

"I have shaken Laozi all over!" The knight, who was born by the mercenary, seldom converges in front of the lord. He does not even talk about the knighthood in front of his own soldiers. He slaps the dirt on his body and uses it. The voice shouted loudly. "I have seen it again. I will be happy if I hit two of the dozens of guns.!" The persuader's gun group, you should not be close to the heavy guns!"

The camouflage on each of the rail guns was withdrawn, and the continuous buzzing began to reverberate throughout the position. In the middle of the Baishui River, the mighty coalition’s “fleet” was now in great panic. And catastrophic chaos. Despite the lack of artillery training, the lack of maturity of new weapons tactics, and the difficulty of shooting river targets, most of the shells are still falling into the water, but the huge water column in the water and the ships that are in the explosion from time to time still let those The people who are still alive are cold, but the knights and mages on the ship feel desperate. They have no way to fight back, or even have no way to get security!

These people who take the warships are just on the boat. Ninety percent of the people here do not have any concept of fighting people on the water. These so-called "ships" also have little ability to meet the enemy on the water. Several heavy-duty hoes and small trebupers set up on the deck can't even be used to operate them at the moment!

After all, the ship is only a means of delivery for this coalition. The battle they really imagined should be that the knights and soldiers will go ashore after the ship is docked, just like every "war" in the past. And to be fair, the aristocratic war should be the same, the Cecil should even take the initiative to let a section of the river bank, so that the soldiers of the coalition can get off the boat and sort out the formation, and then proceed with the upright knights confrontation and military confrontation... It is the rule of war between the nobility!

But now... what is this? !

What the Cecils are doing? Is this the Cecil people doing?

Falun Ning Peibo stood on the faltering bow, watching the ships that had been accumulated by his family for many years, and then one of the scattered debris into the water. The blood of the dead soldiers was in the still floating debris. There was a glare of red, a knight wearing heavy plate armor and a mage wearing heavy robes struggling between blood, wreckage, and corpses, one by one, swallowed by the rushing water of the White River, and he even watched Looking at the Viscount Locksvall, a Orthodox aristocrat who is known for his elegance, calmness, and wisdom, sinks in front of his eyes with a broken piece of wood, and the bright flag of the Viscount family is still floating on the water not far away...

"In the end...what happened?" Count Pobo looked at it all, and the reality of the drama changed beyond his understanding. He suddenly felt that this scene became a bizarre absurd drama, and he stood on it. On the stage of the understanding of the drama, he closed his eyes hard, covered his ears, shielded all this perception, and recalled the comfortable velvet bed in his castle. After a few seconds, he opened his eyes and opened his ears. The dead body of the Baron Colandorf sank in front of his eyes and sank in the same place as the Count of Locksvall.

"It's over, it's all over..."

No matter where the disaster came from, it is all over now.

At this moment, the lingering light of the horn of the francs of Pei Ning Peibo suddenly saw what happened in the distance.

He saw the soldiers who fell into the water struggling to swim to the river bank, and I don’t know when there were a lot of soldiers wearing strange armor and strange equipment. These soldiers used the strange things on their arms to point to the coalition soldiers who swam ashore. And tie them together one by one.

It was the Cecil who destroyed the entire coalition fleet in an incomprehensible way.

"Adults!"

Proudly yelling at the Cavaliers and waking up Faringen Peibo, this knight was injured by the aftermath of the explosion. At this moment, his face was blood. He took the hand of Count Peibo and swayed eagerly: "Adult! Go! Go! Go on the boat!"

Earl of Peibo finally reacted. No matter how horrified, fearful or nervous at the moment gave way to the desire to survive, he immediately followed the knight to the direction of the escape boat, and ran and asked aloud: "The Viscount Copani where?!"

"The prince Koppani died and didn't know how to die. He didn't have any injuries, but the internal organs were broken!" the knight shouted. "There are still many people who are standing with the Copani Viscounts are dead. They are probably killed by curses!"

Earl Pepe felt that there was a layer of fine cold sweat. The obese body broke out at an amazing speed. In three or two steps, he went to the place where the lifeboat was parked. He jumped up with the knight and greeted him nearby. Soldier: "Fast boating! Fast boating!"

The lifeboat departed from the big ship, and the rowing oars desperately waved the oars, letting the boat go mad in the continuous explosion of water, and quickly fled the middle section of the most intensive fleet, Count Pobo saw the ship. The big ships at the end of the team are trying their best to turn them into clumsy and slow, even with the help of magic runes and the efforts of the paddlers, I am afraid it is difficult to escape the explosion that will cover the head.

Only a few big ships and more than a dozen boats escaped from the terrible hell. Earl Pepo didn’t even know how to escape. He felt like he was swaying on the boat for a long time, the nightmare explosion. The sharp whistling of the sound and some sort of thing that broke through the air finally disappeared into my mind. When I saw the familiar wall of the city of Tanzania, the unsettled Earl dared to breathe a little.

After confirming that there was no follow-up after the war, the feeling of fear of Faining Ning Peibo’s face was a little calm. He looked at the towering wall of Tanzan City in front of him. He was half-satisfied and half-self-satisfied and said: “Fortunately, it is not here. The land of the people is gone, otherwise if there are enemy ambushes on this wall, my life will be over..."

During the speech, a rush of whistle suddenly rang from the wall of Tanzan town, and then one after another, a strangely shaped device with some kind of metal rail appeared between the walls.

Along with the radiance of magic between these metal rails, the nightmare whistling and whistling overwhelmed...