"The assassins sent by the Imperial Court have failed, and the enemy has been prepared. ”

On the flagship of the elven fleet, a young elf held a telescope and looked at the harbor, the corners of his mouth curled.

Purple gold-trimmed sleeveless trench coats and underlined burqas accentuate his tall head, and his long snow-white hair tied into a ponytail made him look unusually capable and straight, and the samurai behind him held inky blue battle flags, the eagle crest outlined in gold wire, fluttering in the sea breeze with pure white sails.

There was silence on the deck, and heavily armed elven warriors stood in two rows at the young elves' sides, their hands on the hilts of their swords, waiting for orders.

"Very well, it looks like the guy across from Loren Turin is a man who is very good at demagoguery - he has used the Assassins we sent out to arouse the morale of his samurai, and Ebolden is already a strong fortress to be put into battle. ”

Chuckling, the young elf shifted his gaze behind him, "It's not worth your praise that even the chief of the Imperial Court can miss a human, Lori." ”

The chief samurai of the Imperial Court, Lori Zade, who was as petite as a doll, stood behind him respectfully, bowing slightly.

"I'm so sorry that it is a capital offense to fail to fulfill His Majesty's mission to the Eagle King. Lowering her head, the blindfolded elf girl said in a milky voice: "Although there is a reason for the incident, if there is any punishment, Lori is willing to bear it." ”

"Don't be so serious, I'm not accusing you, what's more... Just by looking at the color of our hair, I know that I also have the blood of the Zad family in my veins. ”

The young elf smiled absently, and moved his gaze back to the distant port: "Besides, if the opponent is too bad, even the game will become very boring, right?"

Lori, who still bowed her head, neither refuted nor agreed.

Because the other party is the son of the Eagle King... Although it's just the end.

Rodria Azores, as the "little prince", is not as smug as he seems.

Even on the contrary, he is rumored to be the most likely to succeed to the throne in the kingdom.

He became a warrior at a young age, traveled to every corner of the kingdom, fought duels with various warriors again and again, sharpened his blade, and mastered poetry, musical instruments, chess and painting, and was almost the best example and template for the elven warriors of the Azores.

Even the speed of sharpening his mind and practicing the way of the samurai is one of the best, and if it weren't for the fact that a member of the royal family could not be selected for the "Four Courts", this little prince could at least serve as the chief lieutenant of the Governor's Court.

It was precisely because of his fame and ability that he was able to take on the important mission of capturing the port of Eberden and opening the gates of the empire for the Azorean army.

In the eyes of the elven warriors who supported the little prince of Rodria, this battle was the battle of His Royal Highness Rodria to fame, and it was also the only way for him to officially become the heir to the throne and inherit the throne in the near future!

But Lori Zade served the little prince not for this reason, but because of Rodriana's hair, which was as white as snow.

The other party has the blood of the Zad family in his body, and assisting him is a decision within the family.

She also knew that the other party didn't really want her help - although she was blind, Lori could still hear their "expressions" in a person's voice.

His Highness Rodria saw this war as his own game, and he did not want the "assistance" of any samurai, he only needed to carry out his orders, loyal pawns.

The presence of Loren Turin gave him a "surprise", he was eager to fight against an opponent who was strong enough, he wanted to win, but he didn't want to win too easily, too monotonously, too boring.

That's why he sent an assassin full of flaws - Loren is dead, so he will take advantage of the situation to capture Ebolden, and Loren is alive, which is even more fulfillment.

As for the life or death of the samurai, it didn't matter to him at all.

Even this war is no less important for him, because His Highness Rodria will definitely win ... The difference is only in how much sacrifice and chips are paid, and that's it.

For him, only the "righteousness" that determines the life and death of the entire Azorean elves is important.

Maybe so, maybe ......

"Now that the other side is ready, let's not let them down too much. Rodria smiled slightly, and looked up at the sun that was about to sink to the horizon:

"It's still a while before it gets dark... Well, let's put on a big enough fireworks show for them before it gets dark. ”

"Do you want to attack, Your Highness?!" The elven warrior holding the ink blue battle flag in his hand stepped forward: "If you raid at night, the enemy who is not fully prepared is definitely not our opponent. ”

"If you will, be the first to plant the Eagle Banner on the roof of the Ebolden tower......"

"No, order all the warships, to approach the harbor of Ebolden, and prepare our launchers with the longest range, aiming at the enemy's walls and the tallest tower. The elven prince interrupted the samurai:

"No matter how sudden, the opposite side is the largest port city in the empire - it is only boring to rush to such a noble woman. ”

"O brave warriors, lay down your right hand that holds the hilt of your sword, and we will not attack tonight;

Tonight, you must first appreciate the panicked appearance of the enemy!"

Putting down the binoculars, a sly smile appeared on the little prince's face.

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

"The enemy is about to attack. Standing on the tower lookout, the black-haired wizard looked at the "white line" that was slowly approaching in the distance, and leaned his hands on the battlements:

"Luceen, let the Witchers of the Firmament Wings send an order to the defenders of the Ring Fortress and the Castle to wait for the banner order from my side—as soon as all the flags on the tower are raised at the same time, immediately pull the chains to seal the sea and keep the enemy out of the harbor!"

"Yes!"

Lusen did not hesitate and immediately carried out the order.

"The enemy's fleet is almost entirely made up of large warships, and if it's so late in the day and the wind isn't strong enough to hold up the sails, they shouldn't be in a hurry. ”

The calm and cautious Earl of Fury Castle Ecter observed the movement of the elven fleet in the distance, and frowned slightly: "Seal the port now, will it expose our garrison in advance?"

The black-haired wizard hesitated for a moment, then shook his head: "No, I'm not afraid that they will attack immediately, on the contrary, if the enemy can take advantage of the night to sneak attack, we only need to hit it hard, and the other side will be honest." ”

"The real concern is whether the enemy will use long-range projectile weapons to attack our higher walls and fortresses from a position near the sea. ”

"Once it is close, the temporary fortifications outside the ring fortress and the defensive line near the port will not be protected - the walls of Ebolden are too weak to withstand a few rounds of blows!"

Count Eckert's gaze moved closer into the distance, and he immediately understood the walls on either side of the ring fortress that were close to the coast.

"If the Azorean warships are really similar to the ocean-going ships of the Empire, then the ballistas and trebuchets loaded on them can fight up to three hundred paces - pull up the chains, at least ensure that the enemy cannot threaten us without landing and fighting. ”

"And what about our projectile weapons?" Ekter nodded, looking up and turning his gaze to the side of the Ring Fortress, "The Corona Archon told me that inside the Ring Fortress, there are giant trebuchets that can fight five hundred paces away. ”

"I know, but don't move - Ebolden's preparation time is still too short, there are only six of these big guys, and I want to use it to threaten the flagship of the elven fleet at a critical time, and I can't move. ”

The black-haired wizard shook his head and turned his gaze to the sides: "Get the ballistas and trebuchets on both sides of the tower ready to draw the attention of the enemy here." ”

"The tower under our feet is the commanding height of the entire battlefield, and the enemy will hit here with a projectile weapon if he is not stupid - surprise him by pulling the chain while he is close to aiming!"

"What if the enemy doesn't attack the tower, but first targets the castle or the ring fortress?" Count Eckert was still worried, holding the hilt of his sword in his right hand, "Besides, you are using yourself as bait, it is too dangerous. ”

"That's why we need to prepare the trebuchets on both sides of the tower and give the enemy a little more power. ”

Loren squinted, having opened his eyes beyond perception, focusing on the flagship of the elven fleet: "This is a gamble, the bet is who can smile tonight and see the rising sun tomorrow." ”

"The fight is to see which side is 'fooled', and show more hole cards first. ”

Eckert didn't ask any more questions.

The top of the tower is unusually quiet at the moment when the sea breeze blows.

Twenty Byrne knights formed a "hollow phalanx" around the battlements, each with a downed gold lion flag on a black background at their feet, standing motionless, waiting for orders.

The black-haired wizard stood on the edge of the battlement, his hands unnaturally behind his back, rubbing his fingers and waiting without saying a word.

In the distance, the elven fleet had already begun to move—the flagship was still in place, but the warships on both flanks were already approaching, as if they were planning to concentrate their forces on both flanks and attack the ring fortress and the lone castle hanging on the other side of the river.

Did you guess wrong?

Or was his luck really so good in this battle, that the enemy was stupid enough to believe that Eboden, after losing his fleet, would still have no means of protection against the coast, and directly planned to storm the two fortresses?

If so, then you should immediately order the chains to be pulled, and take advantage of the enemy's inertia to take them by surprise - if you're lucky, you might be able to destroy a few ships.

If not, he will be the first to reveal his hole cards in this battle.

"Duke!"

Count Eckert suddenly shouted: "On the two wings of the enemy's fleet, a total of twenty warships, are moored, and there is no sign of continuing to approach. ”

"Good. Raising his head suddenly, the black-haired wizard breathed a sigh of relief: "Be ready, we will ...... the moment the enemy is approaching"

Well?

Wait a minute... Not slowing down, but mooring?

It's a full 500 steps from the coast... Moored.

Could it be that the other side is just trying to scare themselves, and they don't plan to attack immediately, or is it ......

"Duke, the front-line scouts have come to report that a ballista-like device is being erected on the enemy's battleship!" Count Eckert's nervous voice sounded again:

"The moored battleship is turning in the direction of the tower!"

"They... Aiming at a position five hundred paces away!"

The black-haired wizard's eyes widened.

At this moment, a bright golden red light appeared in front of his field of vision.

On the sea level dyed red by the setting sun, a full twenty "pillars of light" rose into the sky, drawing an elegant and irregular "arc" over the sea surface.

The next moment, these graceful and irregular arcs struck them with an ominous light.

"Boom ——————!!!!"

Bursting sparks burst into the walls of the walls and towers, and the stunned black-haired wizard and Count Eckert only had time to feel a shudder under their feet!

Then they heard the heart-rending screams and wails of the soldiers coming from the walls below, and the flames were already burning on the walls with billowing smoke.

With just one round of bombardment, the defensive front that had just been tight was already in chaos!

After all, the mercenaries guarding the walls were not legionnaires known for their discipline and patience - they were completely overwhelmed by the unreasonable attack of one-sided beatings, without even knowing what weapon the enemy was using.

"Give the order to the mercenaries to plug the gap at once, send the wounded down to the pharmacist there, and order the trebuchets and ballistas under the towers to be ready to return fire!"

The enraged Count Eckert shouted as he pounced in front of the black-haired wizard: "It's too dangerous here, Duke, please evacuate here for the time being!"

"Let the wounds below be withdrawn first, I can't leave—those mercenaries will immediately rout when they see that I am gone. The frowning black-haired wizard lay behind the battlement, staring at the motionless flagship opposite:

"The guy on the other side is also waiting for me to escape. ”

"But ......"

"No, but!" put up a banner for the mercenaries below to watch. The black-haired wizard said in a deep voice without looking back, "Tell all the projection troops that they are not allowed to launch without an order." ”

"The enemy's projectile weapons can fight more than 500 paces away, and we can only expose the target if we return fire now. ”

Count Eckert was silent, his frown clearly disagreeing with Loren's thoughts.

But he chose to obey his duke's orders.

"Don't be so nervous, Eckert - we've even survived the Great Green Sea and the Silverhelm Mountain, it's nothing. Pointing to the elven fleet in the distance, Loren barely managed to squeeze out a smile:

"And since the enemy's projectile weapon can hit so far, the reloading speed and preparation time of the thing should be slow, which is enough time for us to prepare for a counterattack...... Huh?!"

At this moment, a vicious chill like a void reaction suddenly came, causing the black-haired wizard to instinctively turn his head to look.

Less than half an hour had passed, and the "projection weapon" on the elven battleship on the opposite side had already been erected again.

In the next second, twenty golden-red "pillars of light" lined up and appeared on the horizon.

This time it wasn't just Eckert, even the black-haired wizard was stunned.

This thing......

What the hell is it?!