DR 1825, New World Beland Port

The damp winds were raging in the harbor, and under the clouds you could see the shadows of the sails fighting each other like madmen instead of hiding in the safety of the haven. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Once again, the raiding fleet of the slave city-state attacked the harbor of St. Orlando, where a convoy of only ten ships was facing an attack by forty ships of the enemy.

The ships that fought bravely were destroyed, and the survivors drifted helplessly in the sea with their broken planks, and if they were lucky, they might be able to go ashore, or they could be rescued by the enemy and become slaves for twenty years, and the most unfortunate of all would be frozen to death in the sea and turned into food for fish.

A total of 500 marines were stationed in this area, and together with the detachment of the GK district, they were sent to the sea to feed the fish, but none of the officers survived, the port administrative office was set on fire, and the residents in the cry fled in all directions.

Even the old coastal defense batteries on the shore were occupied by the enemy, and the few old men who did not even have arquebuses could not stand up to the slave owners' army.

The fact that the battle has reached this point can only mean that the saint-Orlanders have failed, and their rule is destined to shrink at any time, which is only a small episode, but it means that an empire has fallen to the point that it cannot even keep its own colonies.

This is what Lorraine saw when Dr. DR first landed in the New World in 1825, and the Skyfire finally arrived here after several months of sailing, but all it saw was the smoke of gunfire.

The long voyage had taken a toll on everyone's health, but that didn't mean Josephine couldn't fight, and the angry princess howled like an old ruffian sailor, kicking the crew's ass and urging them to hurry up.

"Get moving, get ready to fight!"

"Josephine, don't you need to scout in advance?"

"No need, the empire doesn't have many warships in the New World at all, and the ports here are marked on the map, you see that there are definitely enemies invading now."

Josephine rudely pulled out her war knife and thrust it into the ground, "Listen to me, send the air force to calibrate the coordinates, I want to crush the scum below!" ”

Well, even if there is a boyfriend on the voyage who is in charge of helping to extinguish the fire, the descendant of the Blood Empress, our great princess still has accumulated too much pressure and anger, and there is no way for the Korsalan Peninsula to vent properly, so let the unlucky people of the New World taste the taste of cannons.

The sacred 152mm guns began to adjust their angles, and the gyrocopter and the air combat mage left the sortie platform together and quickly moved towards the sea, and once they had completed their reconnaissance mission, the lads in the battery were happy to deliver the 'package'.

Soon the Air Force saw the pirates burning and looting, and a considerable number of civilians and wounded soldiers were tied with ropes in long strings and driven onto cargo ships like dogs.

Some pirates and sailors saw them and waved their hands in a shout, "Look there! It's magicians and strange machines! ”

"It's really a mage, what the hell is next to it?"

"It looks like an Elama machine, why is it so ugly?"

The slave owner, Singh, was a very burly man, with four claw marks on his face that made him look extremely vicious, which was said to be the mark of his wounds by the lion king when he captured the giant plain lion in the Black Continent.

Of course, it goes without saying that the winner is known by looking at the lion shawl he is wrapping around, but at this moment Singh is not very happy, he grabs his first mate, "What are you all yelling at!" ”

"I'm so sorry, master! We're looking at the mages in the sky! ”

"Mage? Where did the mage come from in this hellish place in the New World? ”

Singh looked at the air strangely, there were indeed a few mages and flying machines floating around, which was unusual, you must know that in the magical desert of the New World, few mages would want to come here.

"Go, call the mages down and ask them what they want to do."

"Yes, master."

Singh's actions didn't work, and the mages ignored the sailors who greeted them, silently keeping their vigilance on the lookout for the Skyfire via the enhanced pigeon communicator.

While the slaver was still wondering why the other party had not responded, the mages gradually disappeared into the air, and the gyrocopters scattered towards the harbor, and a bad feeling enveloped him.

Before he could figure it out, he heard a strange sound in the air—it was an enchanted cannonball fired from the Skyfire battery, the sound of death grinding against the air.

"Boom!"

A huge column of water appeared next to the warship, and the sailors who were shouting watched as a warship was torn apart by cannonballs in an instant, and hellish flames rose from the ship, as well as the wreckage of wood and flying stumps.

Everyone in the slave fleet was stunned, and soon searched for the enemy amid the captain's angry scolding, but unfortunately it was an attack from the sky, and the unlucky ones with no experience in the air were just doing useless work.

The barrage of shelling continues to hit these ships, and no matter how much they fiddle, they can't escape, and you're really out of luck with the stealthy mages floating nearby to correct the coordinates of the shelling.

The harbor was also under attack, and it was a fool's choice for the shouting slave soldiers to try to use their muskets against the super-powerful rotorcraft in the air.

Fully modified during the voyage, these gyroplanes' magic missile nests are now completely bug-level existences, capable of firing two hundred missiles in a row, and if necessary, they can also be equipped with elemental mixers to convert into missile attacks with different elemental attributes.

There were also 36 twin rocket nests, a single covering strike that could destroy an entire area, and the slave army's platoon guns against the gyrocopter were in vain, and Lorraine was a little annoyed, why did he not think of using these for war in the first place in Kolsalan.

But now you can use these pirates to test whether the war tools synthesized by these magic technology can exert their own strength.

Without the help of the mage, the harbor pirates who fought against the gyrocopter were eventually dispersed, and they were embarrassed to escape back to the fleet, and when they ran to the beach, they saw an even more desperate scene.

Forty powerful slave warships were in disarray, completely out of order, and had to flee under the fire of artillery falling from the sky, and the frightened captains and the paralyzed warships surrendered one after another.

"It's called justice from heaven!"

"Well, Your Highness Princess of Justice, I have to remind you that we only have half of our 152mm enchanted cannonballs in stock, and if you don't want all the mages to help make the enchanted cannonballs, hurry up and end this."

"Lorraine, you're so long-winded, I see!"

When the Celestial Fire came into view, everyone was amazed by the floating battleship, the vanquished fell to their knees trembling, and the colonists stayed together in fear, ready to meet their fate.

Eventually, they saw a familiar and unfamiliar flag, the Royal Flag of St. Orlando, whose main motif had been changed to a lily, symbolizing the pure princess.