The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 316 Login

Author: Bamboo Basket Frame Water

Chapter 316 Login

"Come on, kill all those Lannister two-legged sheep, victory belongs to Greyjoy!"

"Listen to my roar!"

"Never let these damned ironborn set foot in Lannisport!"

As the bloody boarding battle officially began, dozens of Lannister warships of different styles collided with the warships of the Iron Fleet.

Since the Ironborn have always been famous for their brutality and plunder, even though most of the Western Seamen were afraid of the Iron Fleet's prestigious reputation, they did not dare to do anything to escape from the battle.

After all, there is home behind them, and they have nowhere to retreat!

"go to hell!"

A sailor in the West who fell into madness suddenly waved the dagger in his hand and looked ferociously at the silver knight in front of him who dared to wear heavy armor in a naval battle.

According to his assumptions, a warrior who is qualified to equip such luxurious armor must have a high status. As long as he can kill the opponent with the belief that we will die together, he can somewhat dampen the enemy's morale.

But unfortunately, the reality is far crueler than imagined:

Paji~

"Where did the fleas come from?"

Looking at the headless corpse that was slowly falling, Roland put down the mace in his hand with some depression, and then slammed into the arrow tower on the other side like an indestructible tank. The light emitted from his body was frightening.

Seeing this scene, several Lannister longbowmen were frightened and hurriedly bent their bows to shoot. However, seeing that the arrows they shot could not even scratch the opponent's shield, they couldn't help shouting in horror:

"Don't come over here -"

Crash--

However, it was too late. As Roland's thick silver armor body slammed into the arrow tower, the wooden tower as thick as a tree stump collapsed instantly!

After all, although Roland's human body is not as powerful as the Druch elf, he can still be regarded as a paladin at the peak level of the Pendor people, and his strength should not be underestimated.

Coupled with the blessing of Lady Mist, although he cannot be as unscrupulous on the battlefield as the Chaos Demon, he can still be regarded as a monster-like existence for this kind of mortal battlefield.

At the very least, there is nothing in Lannisport that can resist Roland's murderous pace!

What's even more frightening is that as the number of followers of Lady Mist increases, more and more humans and elves are able to accept Lady Mist's blessings and become living saints who can live forever.

For mortals who have not been blessed by any gods, living saints like Brother Roland, who have obtained divine grace through their piety and military exploits, are simply like demigods.

Among the Pendor soldiers who invaded Lannisport this time, there are at least 50 such demigods!

"Infidels, this is the punishment you deserve!"

Not far from the Invincible Iron Type, a Brother Pander wearing the same silver armor as Roland was swinging the warhammer in his hand, smashing open the heads of the surrounding Western Seamen as easily as hammering a watermelon.

After shaking his brain-stained warhammer, the monk noticed the iron pirates around him who were entering the cabin to snatch the belongings of the Lannister fleet. Disgust could not help but show on his face:

"As expected of a humble pagan, he actually started collecting trophies on the battlefield. He really has no faith at all."

"What do you know? Our Drowned God's belief is all about collecting iron money from the weak. It is also to complete the tasks assigned by our gods!"

Hearing the casual thoughts of the Pendor monk, an ironborn who was returning to the battleship carrying the gold weapon couldn't help but complain. After all, they were indeed following the ancient path of the Drowned God, and there was nothing wrong with that.

Seeing that someone actually refuted him, Brother Pendor silently looked at the scattered battles around him and the ironborn who were busy looting but forgot to land at Lannisport, and finally sneered and said sarcastically:

"That's enough. How can we complete Master Rohan's mission with such a group of insects? Roland, please inform the battle brothers to prepare for landing."

"Is it just us?"

Since Pande monks could catch the magic power in their bodies and communicate at close range, Roland immediately noticed that this colleague was sending a message to him, and couldn't help but curiously asked.

After all, although Lannisport does not have a city wall against the coast, there is still a six-meter-high brick wall on the shore as a cover, which even a living saint wearing heavy armor would have difficulty climbing over.

Hearing Roland's inquiry, Brother Pand couldn't help but look at the surrounding sea area where the overall situation had been decided. Facing the Ironborn bandits who had lost control and started grabbing the loot, he couldn't help but sneered again:

"These guys alone won't be of much use. Gather all our soldiers onto the temporarily vacant warships, and then be ready to land on the beach."

As a proud member of the Tribunal, he was actually unwilling to fight alongside these ironborn who were obsessed with plundering, so he also asked Daario to withdraw from the battle.

Daario agreed to this request at first. After all, after becoming a living saint, the Pandor humans were his brothers, and he had to take into account the thoughts of his own people after all.

No matter what, Yara gave us too much!

Considering that the level of land warfare of the Ironborn was too high, Yara specially offered various benefits about the Iron Islands, just asking Daario to send someone to teach the Ironborn fighting skills.

The battle monks of the Tribunal, who were supposed to be staying on the Black Ark for vacation at this time, had to end their vacation to accompany these ironmen to misbehave.

In this situation of being deprived of vacation for no reason, the monks can talk to the ironmen calmly, which is considered worthy of the wages they receive!

"That's it...it seems like we can only go up first."

After hearing his companion's words, Roland also turned his attention to the distance with Jiang. He was still obsessed with chasing the Western Fleet and abandoned his Invincible Iron Type. Black lines also appeared on his head.

There was no way, the original task they received was indeed to assist the Ironborn in fighting, but these Ironborn were really unable to hold up the wall.

In this situation where even the most basic order cannot be maintained, they, the original ‘instructors’, can only take up arms and go into battle to kill the enemy!

Thinking of this, Roland turned his attention to the surrounding Pende auxiliary troops who were standing in neat formation on the deck, and then shouted:

"You are all familiar with the operation of the landing craft. The operation methods should be similar. Everyone returns to their respective posts and makes a beach landing towards Lannisport in the distance!"

"As you command!"

Accompanied by the loud shouts of these Pendor auxiliary troops disguised as ironborn pirates, warships that originally belonged to the West began to be occupied by the auxiliary troops and moved quickly towards Lannisport.

——Lannisport, city walls

"Unexpectedly, they were defeated after all. It seems that the new batch of battleships of the Ironborn are really powerful. It seems that our concept of naval warfare in the Western Territory lags behind the Iron Islands after all."

On the city wall, Kevan watched with a heavy expression as the escaping Western Warships in the distance were easily chased down by the Iron Fleet's sail warships, and veins popped out on his wrists.

In his opinion, the reason why the Western Fleet was defeated by the Iron Fleet was simply because the Iron Fleet was equipped with a warship with superior performance and was slightly lacking in experience.

What?

You say that the combat effectiveness of the Railway Construction Team is far superior to that of the Lannister Fleet?

Drag out everyone who said this and chop them down!

Just when Kevan was standing alone on the city wall and sulking, an anxious voice suddenly shouted to him from the watchtower next to him:

"Lord Kevan! We found a dozen Lannister warships heading towards the dock, but the members on the deck were ironmen wearing Greyjoy family plate armor. I suspect they want to sneak into the port!"

"The Ironborn want to enter Lannisport? Are they really crazy enough to take the city?"

Hearing the shouts from the watchtower, Kevan's frosty face finally showed a hint of shock. He obviously did not expect that the Ironborn would actually try to get involved in this richest port city in the West.

You know, there are at least close to 4,000 Lannister standing troops stationed in the city. Coupled with various militia armed forces, it is impossible to break through the city wall without a huge army of tens of thousands of people!

What's more, the Ironborn's land combat skills have always been known for their mediocrity, and a dozen warships can only carry a thousand Ironborn warriors at most, which is impossible to pose a threat to the security of the city.

Do they really have any trump card?

"Hmph~ It's just a mere ironmen, how can they still make a big move on land? Just let me lead a group of cavalry to charge at the dock, and I can easily defeat them!"

Just when Kevan was lost in thought, a Lannister knight next to him took the initiative to ask for help and prepared to go out to fight. After all, the Iron Lords' initiative to come ashore was completely provocative to him.

Who in the world doesn't know that your Ironborn land warfare skills are as weak as a turtle's? I'm afraid even the riverlands with no force can easily beat you on the shore, let alone the Lannister?

Looking at the expectant faces of the knights around him, Kevan couldn't help but touch his golden beard, then shook his head and refused:

"No, the wealth on the dock is just a drop in the bucket for us Lannister. The shipyard is located in the city. There is no need for us to risk the lives of soldiers for this wealth."

"But if the Ironborn are allowed to plunder, the dignity of the Lannister fleet will be completely destroyed!"

The knights warned anxiously. Although most of the goods on the dock were worthless things, they also represented the majesty of Lannisport.

If the docks are burned down by the Ironborn, then instead of slapping Lannisport's ass, they are clearly slapping Lannister in the face!

Hearing this, Kevan had a clear look of hesitation on his face. After all, he knew his brother's character, but he would never allow Lannister's honor to be smeared.

After all, the lesson of Victarion's surprise attack on Lannisport decades ago is still fresh in his mind. When his brother Tywin knew the news, the roar of lions could be heard throughout Casterly Rock.

What if Tywin found out that he had the ironborn burn the docks of Lannisport, and then watched the ironborn fleet leave with nothing...

"In this case, then send a team of infantry and cavalry to fight the Ironborn on the coast. I believe that without the cover of warships and the ocean, these sea monsters out of the water will not be your opponents, right?"

"Don't worry, Lord Kevan. A group of ironmen who have landed on the shore are unlikely to cause much trouble. Let us Lannister red-robed knights deal with them!"

Facing Kevan's inquiry, the Lannister knights clapped their chests and reassured themselves, and then left the city wall with a group of soldiers.

In fact, they didn't say anything wrong. If it were a real iron pirate who came to Lannister's dock, he would have been scared away the moment he saw the red robe knights leaving the city wall.

Unfortunately, the red knights picked the wrong opponent this time, and their enemies were not just ordinary Ironborn pirates:

It’s the teaching team!

"It's actually a cavalry. I haven't seen such a retro unit for many years."

"Well, and we were not attacked by trebuchets or large long-range weapons. It seems that these little red cats don't want to destroy their port with their own hands?"

On the dock of Lannisport, thousands of Pendor soldiers were quickly jumping off the dock from the landing craft, and they were already hungry for the maces and battle axes in their hands.

Roland and other battle monks looked at the Lannister knight running out of the city gate in surprise, their eyes full of mockery and surprise.

Since Luo Han's command has always used flying dragon troops as mobile units, unless the couriers who are responsible for transporting goods on the Black Ark use carriages, there are no war horses at all elsewhere.

However, this does not mean that the auxiliary army lacks the means to deal with large units and cavalry!

Dozens of Pendor soldiers holding black sharp repeating crossbows were standing on the bow of the landing ship. At this moment, they were aiming at the Lannister cavalry who had come from afar, and they were eager to shoot a hail of arrows.

The rest of the auxiliary troops took out the muskets and throwing axes from their waists, looked at the approaching cavalry in the distance with the same ferocious expressions, and then raised their weapons one after another.

"Prepare your muskets and throwing axes, spear soldiers to fight the enemy in a diamond formation, and other living saints to prepare to break the city wall. It's time for us to give these one-corner pictures a little surprise!"

Roland was nervously looking at the wooden city gate of Lannisport in the distance at this moment. Seeing that the city gate did not seem to be closed, he couldn't help but said in surprise:

"Those pagans didn't close the city gate. This will be the biggest mistake of their lives!"

"Hehehe, is it too naive to think that the broken wooden door can resist the conquest of the Pendor people?"

"Hmm~ The stone slabs used to break in my training room are probably thicker than this city gate, right?"

The other Pendor monks also noticed the wide-open Lannisport. After estimating the distance from the port to the city gate at full speed, they couldn't help but have a joking smile on their faces.

If this is the only situation in this world, wouldn't it be too simple for experts to come to the low-end game to blow up fish ponds?

(End of chapter)