"Enemy ships are approaching!"

A cry of astonishment rang out over the waters of the Gem RiverWhen the first sharp-eyed elven sailor sounded the alarm, the entire Azorean elven fleet woke up to find that the Imperial fleet on the opposite side had already been dispatched and was rushing towards them at full speed.

The strange thing is that the Imperial fleet on the opposite side is not lined up in a dense formation of columns or horizontals, and there is a lot of space left between the front and rear of each battleship and the left and right, and the entire fleet is extremely loose.

But in the eyes of the fleet commander of the Azorean elves, this is just a last resort for the weak fleet of the Imperials, with less than half of their total number of warships, and a formation that is twice as wide, in order to be able to have the strength to fight.

But it's a pity... With such a loose formation, he could easily annihilate them one by one, like a swarm of sharks, and in despair he was annihilated by the elven warriors who outnumbered them by two or three times their strength.

The only thing to be wary of is the flying Imperial Castle.

"Cast the oars, spread the sails, and move forward!"

Maintaining a trapezoidal formation, the Azorean elven fleet spread out its formation on both wings, and approached the oncoming Imperial fleet with great vigilance, like a "water wall" composed of canvas and wood.

The Imperial fleet, which had advanced rapidly at three hundred paces with the help of the wind and oars, did not react except to move at full speed, and the deck was silent, like a coffin.

The commander of the elven fleet, who frowned slightly, raised the saber in his hand.

"Ballista fire!"

The splash of the waves was accompanied by the screech of iron bolts tearing through the air, shattering decks, keels, and sails...... On the surface of the undisturbed Gem River, the Imperial warships were destroyed one after another, turning into debris floating on the water.

One by one, the panicked sailors and heavily armed soldiers plunged into the icy waters, and before they could flee, a rain of arrows fell like locusts.

There was no resistance at all... The Azorean elves were like a shooting game, hunting and killing the screaming, wailing and struggling sailors in the river, and the dark red blood made waves on the icy surface of the river before disappearing into the clear blue waters.

Before the enemy was engaged, the Imperial fleet had already lost one-third of its combat power!

The commander of the elven fleet sneered, the attack of the opposing imperial fleet regardless of casualties, in his opinion, it was just the last dying struggle.

The elven fleet, which folded its oars, slowed down, deliberately put the fast-advancing Imperial fleet into the array, and then continued to use the numerical advantage to divide and disintegrate, surround one Imperial warship after another.

Three warships, one in front and two or so, sandwiched the Imperial battleship bag in the center, constantly compressed, swept their decks with a rain of arrows, threw iron hooks with ropes in the wails and screams of the sailors, and the sword-wielding elven warriors rushed directly along the ropes to the battleship.

The winner is decided!

A confident smile appeared on the face of the fleet commander.

Although as the commander of the fleet, he was only responsible for the simplest task of "monitoring the Gem River and providing support to the army", but he won the victory so easily, and was the first army to defeat the enemy, I am afraid that even His Highness Rodria should be amazed by it, right?

With such merits, maybe he can go one step further and become the ...... of the Azores in the future

"Boom !!!"

A loud bang came from the surface of the Gem River, and at that moment, both the elves and the Imperials turned their heads in horror as they rose into the sky like some kind of fungus cloud rising up in the sea of fire on the water.

A blinding light once again covered the sky, followed by the terrifying Wave Elves' warships, slashed in two like toys and tossed into the air by the waves, falling as they disintegrated with a wailing sound and scattered into the burning water.

Not even the fleet on the Jewel River, but even the Byrne Legion positions on the shore were affected, the roaring sea rushed up the embankment like a huge wave, instantly breaking the thousand men of the two spear phalanxes closest to the river embankment, not a single soldier, not a single knight could stand up in the current, and the impregnable formation instantly turned into a plate of loose sand.

Count Eckert, who reacted immediately, immediately ordered the whole army to move to the left flank front, abandoning the flooded area, anyway, it has become a muddy field, and if the Azorean elves are interested in rushing from here to be the target of archers, he will definitely applaud and welcome.

The remnants of the lost formation were quickly gathered and moved to the rear of the front to assemble, and three centurians and a squad of heavily armed squires were placed behind the flooded area for defense.

After completing a series of defensive measures, Count Eckert of Fort Fury immediately sounded Byrne's march, and began to advance with a neat array of spears and Byrne knights.

"Command Lanmaros and Rigrel to let them lead the Byrne Knight as the lead, there is no need to wait any longer, we can't let the enemy take the lead!"

Eckert, who turned over his horse, gave orders to the flag bearer behind him, and looked at Sarika Yona, who was rushing towards him: "Grand Duke Boi, please ...... with your silver-armored horsemen and hussars."

"Sweep their line, and then lure them to the phalanx of spears to crush these scum, right?!" The Archduke of Scimitar didn't wait for the Count of Fort Fury to finish speaking, and rushed to the Boi cavalry corps that had already assembled and waited:

"If you want to kill a rabbit, follow me!"

Salika, wielding the long knife of the "Iron Rider", threw down a sentence and left in a dashing manner.

A moment later, the sound of rolling iron hooves swept through the battlefield!

The Boi cavalry, who were shouting and fighting, rushed out of the long and strong phalanx, and proudly passed the Byrne knights who were still assembled and waiting, followed by the beautiful back of the scimitar and the banner, and whipped their horses.

The somewhat depressed Count of Fort Fury turned his gaze to the Earl of Rock Fort who was walking behind him: "Angot, take the knights of the infantry to hold down the line and make sure ......"

"Make sure the front doesn't collapse, huh?!"

Snorted proudly, Count Angot, who picked up the great sword with one hand, put the great sword on his shoulder:

"Don't worry, they'll replace us when they're dead!"

With a heroic face, Angette strode past Eckert, leaving him with only a back.

With a helpless sigh, Ackert turned his gaze to the flag bearer who was still waiting for the order, and couldn't help but feel a little tired:

"Don't wait, blow the marching horn, let's move forward. ”

"Yes!"

..............................

When the last of the encircled Emperor ships were on Mars, the Azorean elven fleet had completely collapsed, and the fleet and flagship rose into the sky in a big explosion, and the remaining sailors and warriors didn't know what to do in the face of the burning river.

They don't know where their enemies are, because they've exploded, and they don't know what they're supposed to do, because they're going to be burned alive or smoked alive!

In the flaming river of gems, the remnants of the elven fleet are like a swarm of headless flies, scurrying around, fighting each other, and even killing each other for diametrically opposed purposes.

When one ship wants to retreat tactically and the other wants to die heroically, the only solution that the noble Azorean elven warriors can think of is to take out the traitor/fool in front of them.

At the same time, explosions on the surface of the water continue to be plagued by the instability of ignition agents and alchemy bombs, and the igniters on an Imperial warship often cannot be burned clean at one time, and need to be violently shaken and shaken again to react.

The barrel filled with ignition charge floated on the surface of the river with the fragments of the battleship, and with great uncertainty it crashed into some elven warship that was struggling to retreat or be valian......

The flames of the explosion flashed from the thick smoke and dust on the surface of the river, accompanied by a violent roar and terrible screams, spraying out large swaths of the wreckage of warships and sailors' corpses, scattered and falling to the bottom of the water, disappearing without a trace.

And the Horn Castle Floating City, which was slowly approaching from the water, became the last straw that overwhelmed them and brought them despair.

When the impregnable floating fortress crushed from nearly thirty meters above the fleet, even the most courageous Azorean elven warriors knew that it would be a massacre!

Without command and discipline, and most importantly, without any means of approaching or threatening, they can only be a herd of lambs to the slaughter in the face of the floating city falling from the sky.

The launcher, which was supposed to provide cover for the fleet, was completely suppressed by the small wizard on the frontal battlefield, and in the face of the dense beamsword pillars in the sky, the launcher of the Azorean elves had to be fully engaged in passive defense.

Because the range of the Bright Light Sword is a thousand steps... Whenever any of the elven launchers dared to try to fight back, the next second, its location would become the focus of Einland's "care".

Burning stones, lit canisters of oil, icy iron crossbow arrows...... Slowly moving forward, the floating city poured a waterfall of death towards the river of gems, which had turned into a sea of fire, regardless of the cost.

The thick black smoke had already covered the entire river, and the frightened elven fleet finally no longer had any hesitation and began to retreat on all fronts very decisively.

But the price of exposing one's back to the enemy is to become a target.

The Azorean battleships, which had just been ravaging the Imperial fleet, tasted the same bitter fruit in just a moment... Embarrassed, blackened and fleeing with unburned Martian warships, one after another as if by name, they were sunk by the floating cities that were unhurriedly chasing.

And in the hastily retreating elven fleet, no one noticed that one of the half-crippled warships had been "occupied" by the Imperials, mixed with other warships, and "retreated" in the direction of the port of Ebotden......

..............................

Before they could reach the riverbank, Loren and his party quickly abandoned the sinking elven warship and swam to the bank of the Gem River.

It was originally one of the most important ports on Ebberden, where all the river cargo ships of the Jewel River had to anchor and be replaced by ocean-going vessels capable of navigating the seas before they could be transshipped to the ports on the Ebolden coast at the other end.

After the Azorean elves captured Ebolden, it became their fleet port... However, because the war was going on at the moment, there were not many elven warriors patrolling near the coast, and no one noticed that such a small group had quietly swam ashore.

The half-disguised elven war dancers stood guard around the area, and the demon hunters helped to support the wizards who couldn't swim, and it took a lot of effort to finally get to the shore.

Looking at the wizards who were almost half dead, the black-haired wizard couldn't help but sigh.

Counting on the group of people who have no combat experience at all, they can become night watchmen who are good at stealth combat overnight... Sure enough, it's impractical.

But even so, in order to maximize their chances of survival, the black-haired wizard felt that it was necessary to teach them some basic skills, even if the effect was minimal:

"Remember, the basic key to stealth is not to get to the target, but to do everything possible to avoid all the fights you can before you reach them, but it's definitely not to avoid them. ”

"We only take out the enemies we have to take out, make sure we don't get spotted when we enter, and then we have to slow them off as long as possible to buy more time for action. ”

"The best infiltration is to infiltrate silently, without causing any disturbance or being noticed by anyone, and even after achieving the goal, we must strive not to arouse the vigilance of the enemy for a short time, and besides, although our mission is important, our lives are equally important, and silent infiltration is the safest ...... of all methods"

"Poof!"

The sound of a spear piercing his neck brought Loren's words to an abrupt halt.

All the wizards and witchers turned back in unison, and the elven war dancers who were still on guard just now had a number of corpses under their feet, and there were still a few elven sailors floating on the water who had not had time to swim ashore before they were pierced through their chests and skulls by javelins.

Looking around at the bloody, blood-stained river, and the elven war dancers with innocent faces written all over their faces, and didn't know what they had done......

"What, what do you want me to do?"

The female elf, who found herself in the center of attention, instinctively stepped back, and said angrily: "Didn't you say that if you want to kill the enemies that must be killed, they will soon find us, do you want to wait for us to be discovered before running back?!"

As if to prove that she was right, Leah, covered in blood, swung the blood-stained spear in her hand and stabbed the elf corpse on the ground a few more times.

The surrounding elven war dancers also nodded their heads, responding to their "Lord Lothair".

Loren sighed once more, and turned his gaze to the wizards and witchers who looked at each other, some of whom didn't know what to say:

"Hmm... So what... That's fine, if one doesn't work, we have another, yes, in addition to what I just said, there's another way to sneak in silently......"