The first battle column had already entered the sea, and the enemy ships were moving forward with the wind. It seems that they want to lure the enemy deeper, so that our troops are blocked in a group, pinning each other down, unable to stretch the queue, and carry out flank encirclement...... Don't forget the wire behind it. Dylan paced back and forth on the deck, the merchant ships, the pirate ships around the merchant ships, he recognized, and the Crescent City cruisers beside them, the largest ship in the fleet with four hundred oars, and the only ship in Princess Elia's hands that could compete with him, they were lined up in a neat formation, all the way to the horizon. Could it be that the other side intends to raise the iron rope at the right time and cut our army in two? What's in it for you? Boats left out of the bay could still transport men and horses to the north shore, albeit more slowly.

The offensive began.

A flock of swaying orange-red birds, about twenty or thirty of them, were magical creatures that descended into the sea in a parabola with their long tails of fire. The Firebirds landed on the deck of the First Battleship, exploded, scattering sparks. The infantry on the silver Meteor beside Dylan was in disarray, and he saw smoke coming from the Seahorse in three places, so it was no wonder that she was closest to the shore. A second wave of attacks followed, this time mixed with flying arrows, which the archers fired from the countless holes in the stone walls. A soldier flips over the side of the Cat's Eye, crashes into the oars, and sinks to the bottom. It was the first drop of blood shed today, Dylan thought, but it was far from the last.

The battlements are flung high with the banner of the Midsummer Country: the Rose Crown Banner on a gold background of the House of Delin, surrounded by flying dragons. Arrows with magical flames flew down like locusts, filling the ships with fireworks and screaming soldiers. At this moment, the oarsmen under the side of the ship were sheltered by the decks and were safe, but the infantry huddled on them were not very lucky. As Dylan feared, the right wing was forced to withstand all the attacks. Soon it would be our turn, he reminded himself, uneasy. There were only five warships between the Seahorse and the North Shore, and they were within range of the rocket. On the starboard side, there are gongs and big cousins, and the clumsy Magic Essence is closer to the third than the second column; And the Dragon's Back, the Gorgeous Electric Eel, and the Lazy Whale, which Phoenix thought were impregnable, were placed in such a dangerous position that they really hoped that the gods would bless them as the name of the ship promised.

"Captain," the guard came to Dylan's side, "please put on your helmet. Dylan took it with both hands and caged it over his head. The helmet had its face armor removed, and he hated the smell of obstructed vision.

When the second battle line passed through the iron cable, Dylan seized the time to take a closer look. I saw a hole about the size of a man's head at the bottom of the city wall, and a huge iron chain meandered out, leaving only three links on the surface of the water, and the rest were at the bottom of the river. The stone walls were littered with shooting holes, and crossbowmen were desperately attacking their own side. The archers on the deck of the Phoenix returned fire, and someone was shot down, and Dylan heard screams.

Then, the asphalt fire tank rained down on the side of the ship. One of the canisters exploded on the deck of the Conch, and the crew quickly extinguished the fire. On the port side, the Dragon's Back horn sounded, and the oarsmen struck the oars desperately, making countless splashes. An arrow a yard long shot from the city's ballista, landed less than two feet from Dylan, and sank deep into the wooden deck, trembling. Ahead, the first battle column and the enemy ships were already within range of bows and arrows, and arrows flew back and forth between the ships, like neighing vipers.

This is a disaster in the land of midsummer.

Dylan sighed deeply. Winterfall and Crescent City are two great cities in the same country, they have been standing in Europs for a hundred years, only separated by a single pass, and the two cities look at each other across the pass, watching and helping each other, but now they want to meet each other, just for this Game of Thrones.

"Shoot the arrows!" Pretty Phoenix raised his sword and shouted, "Attack with all your might!" On their starboard side, the Wings of God sailed toward the shore and released the springboard, and the archers scrambled into the shallows, raising their bows high to keep the bowstrings dry. They rushed onto the deck of the Crescent Fleet, jumping and smashing down the walls of the city despite the rain of flying stones, mixed with bows and spears. They didn't know how powerful their enemies were, but Phoenix's magic was real, and they would rather die in battle than suffer from the pain of being pierced by a bloody arrow.

The archers fired their arrows at the shooting holes in the wall, but the angle was too small for the weapons to be of little use under the cover of the cliffs.

"Can't go any further," Dylan tried to stop Phoenix, who was already fanatical, "Archon, I smell the trap." ”

"Are you an old fox? Sniff out where the iron clamp is hidden? A few drops of blood splashed on Phoenix's face, making him look very evil, and he elbowed Dylan away, "But this is war, you don't understand, once it starts, you can't retreat!" ”

"You're right, my archgeneral." Dylan dodged a firebird's scorching peck and approached Phoenix again, "See that iron cable?" As soon as we get into the bay, it'll trap us in this cape, and then—"

"Then we'll take the walls!" As soon as Phoenix raised his hand, there was a scream from the nearest shot hole on the opposite side, blood spurting out of the wall, followed by another.

Dylan knew it was Phoenix flexing his magic, but that shouldn't be an excuse for the commander to rush in. He was about to say something, but was interrupted by a shadow passing across the sky. "What's that?" He subconsciously bent down to dodge. The shadow was countless times larger than the magically conjured firebird, with a pair of huge wings and finger-like feathers at the ends, "Are you here to help us?" ”

"It's a phoenix!" A soldier pointed at the thing and screamed in alarm. "A real phoenix!"

"Nonsense!" Phoenix snatched a spear from the soldier, "No one deserves that name but me!" With the strength of his shoulders and upper arms, he hurled his spear at the great bird, but it spun around and dodged it, and the spear flew feebly into the air and turned and fell back into the sea.

Hmph, a phoenix that can't fly.

Dylan gave Phoenix a disgusted look. What's the use of having a pretty face, this guy will never understand that a man's dignity is to be won on the battlefield, not in the mirror.

At this point, the broadside battle began, the sailors climbed the cables and killed each other on deck, and the infantry rushed into the archers like wolves driving out chickens, and most of them were driven into the sea before they could catch their arrows. After an instant, the whole scene was full of flesh and blood. The sand knights brought by Phoenix rode their horses, crossed the guò gangplank, and killed the opponent's boats, and the wolfskin capes on their shoulders fluttered in the wind. No matter who it is, as long as it is close, it will be cut down with a knife.

Dylan couldn't see the battle ahead, but he could hear it. The two battleships collided with a loud tearing noise, and he couldn't tell which two ships they were. A moment later, another loud collision echoed across the water, followed by a third. Amid the shrill screech of the ship's wood breaking, he heard the deep thud of the Phoenix's bow trebuchet. The Sea Soul split a Crescent City ship in half, and then it began to catch fire, and the Dragonspine was caught between two merchant ships, unable to move, and her crew was engaged in a desperate struggle with the enemy who boarded the ship.

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