More than a hundred ships make up the fleet, and the scale is indeed a bit large. Each ship is spaced at a distance of fifty or sixty meters from the front and back, and is distributed on the sea surface of nearly three kilometers long.

Three ironclad battleships were distributed on the periphery of the fleet, one on the east side of the fleet, and the other two on the west side, escorting them all the way.

Rollin was on the Iron Sword battleship on the west side, and he was standing on the deck, looking at the fleet behind him, full of joy.

Today is the tenth day of the southward journey, and the gods have favored them, although it is not a smooth journey, and they have not encountered any big winds and waves, and they are even more fortunate to find a great ocean current that is going south, which is enough for them to hitchhike for seven or eight days.

In 10 days, they traveled nearly 1,800 kilometers south.

More than 200 kilometers further south, there is the former port of Vendôme, and Rollin's heart is also raised, whether he can go to this place. Truth be told, it depends on luck.

Rollin only hoped that Disentas was blind and couldn't see them, of course, this was unrealistic, so he could only hope that he would send fewer flying undead to intercept them.

"My lord, it's time for breakfast." A voice came from behind him, and Rollin turned around, but it was Dai Wei, she was one of the magicians who came with the ship, and she hadn't seen her for more than a year, and Rollin was getting higher and more powerful, and her reputation was in full swing, so there was naturally some life between the two.

The previous secret relationship naturally precipitated with the passage of time and the maturity of both parties' hearts.

Now, the two are just friends.

Luo Lin smiled: "How many times have you said it, just call me by my name." ”

"That's not going to work, it's a must." Dai Wei smiled: "Let's go, everyone is waiting for you." ”

Rollin nodded. He followed Dai Wei down the deck to the officers' dining room.

It was specially separated, and there were only six people on the entire ship who could dine here, and two were magicians except for Lorraine. An artillery commander, an archery commander, a crossbowmen commander, and the last one is the first mate in charge of the ship.

Several people were originally sitting, but when they saw Rollin coming, they immediately got up. Saluting: "Lord Earl." ”

Luo Lin pressed his hand: "Sit down, let's eat." ”

So saying, he sat down on the first seat, and when he was seated, the people sat down with him. Then the servants began to serve food.

Since it was breakfast, the menu was simple, a glass of milk, two poached eggs, a few large slices of sausage, a glass of fruit salad, and a stack of delicious bean sauce. Rollin is an earl after all, simple and not casual. The food was very tasty, and considering the large bellies of the fighters, the amount was of course very large.

While eating breakfast. While everyone discussed the rest of the journey, the biggest topic was, of course, the possible interception in Vendôme.

Rollin took a sip of milk and said, "I have seen Vendôme from afar with Master Vianna*, which has become a city of complete darkness. We have also seen first-hand the power of undead griffons and gargoyles, especially gargoyles, which are very powerful. Ordinary arrows can't hurt them at all. ”

"Lord Count, we have brought enough holy water." A magician spoke. His name is Roman, a high-level magician. He was about fifty years old, gray-haired, and a very strict man.

This time, they did get a lot of support from the cathedral, and the massive arrows carried on the battleship were soaked in the holy water at this time, which was a gift to the undead.

Rollin nodded and continued, "It's not as simple as gargoyles that I'm wary of, I'm worried about their use of plague-like poison gas on us. As far as I know, the South is home to many undead apothecaries. On the battlefield in the south, they used this terrible method, where the poisonous gas spread, all the living beings became dead. ”

And all the people stood up.

Rollin continued: "Luckily, we have excellent sentinels this time. Once those little dragons call the police, while you are prepared, you must remember to be the first to strike at those undead who carry suspicious items. As soon as they appear, don't hesitate to let ordinary gargoyles break through our defenses than shoot them down. ”

"Yes, Count." Everyone solemnly responded.

Seeing everyone's heavy faces, Luo Lin smiled again: "Don't be so nervous. Maybe no one will intercept it at all. The undead are not good at naval warfare, but they are very strong on land, and perhaps they will wait for us in the South China Sea. At that point, we will have our own orc warriors in their way, and we will be in the rear, so we don't have to worry too much. ”

Obviously, this could not really make people relax, and after everyone finished their breakfast in silence, the officers returned to their respective posts and began to seriously check their equipment and weapons.

Rollin's order was also sent out through the guò flag, and the other two ironclad battleships also began to prepare for battle.

The fleet continued to struggle, and little by little, until six o'clock in the evening, when the sun went down at sea level, it was still calm.

Just as the soldiers were eating dinner, Vianna's little elf dragon came with an alarm.

This little dragon is a magical creature, full of life magic, very small, about the same as an adult slap, but very powerful, especially extremely fast, Vianna can also follow when she flies at full strength.

When the alarm was called, the little elf dragon flew to Luo Lin's side, and the translucent body flashed and flashed, and bright markings representing danger appeared on the surface of the body.

"Prepare to meet the enemy!" Rollin commanded loudly.

"Woo~~~~" The horn was immediately sounded, and not only the ironclad battleship began to prepare for battle, but the sailors of the merchant ship also took simple swords.

The soldiers had been waiting for a day, their nerves had been tense, and as soon as they heard the order, they reacted immediately, and they took their positions, just waiting for the undead to enter the firing range.

The guns and bed crossbows on the deck pointed to the sky at the maximum elevation angle, and several bright balls of light rushed into the sky from the ironclad battleship, which were the magician's 'blazing balls of light', the balls of light were extremely bright, and the enclaves were extremely high, and they soared straight into the clouds, and immediately illuminated this sea area as if it were day.

In the distance, a large group of black dots appeared in the sky in the direction of Vendôme.

Standing at the bow of the ship, fully armed, with a moire sword in his hand, Rollin looked at the situation on the horizon and quickly saw the number of opponents, at least five hundred gargoyles had come, and even more undead griffins, at least more than fifteen hundred.

His eyesight was now amazing, and soon, he saw some gargoyles clutching large wooden barrels on their claws, not many, it seemed that there were only a dozen, and he was slightly happy, but at the same time a little worried. He didn't know what the hell was in the barrel.

He knew very well that no matter what, these barrels must not be thrown into the fleet!

When the opponent flew closer, Rollin commanded loudly: "Fog!" Twenty barrels! ”

Of course, he will not use up the Necronebusis at once, the amount of sixty barrels, he will use it on the return trip, and he will also use it when he lands in the South China Sea.

How to create the fog in the most important way has been carefully studied in advance, and twenty barrels are poured down at a time, which ship falls, and how the magician cooperates.

As soon as Rollin gave the order, more than ten seconds later, smoke billowed from twenty merchant ships.

The magicians on the three ironclad battleships began to cast wind magic, and the sea breeze suddenly became stronger, causing the mist to spread and spread rapidly.

Soon, the fog enveloped the entire fleet.

Later, another magician cast another wind magic, using the swirling sea breeze to keep the mist within a hundred meters of space around the fleet, and no longer spread.

The fog produced by the twenty barrels of necromancers is not too thick, the visibility is about fifty meters, which is quite thin, because the ironclad battleship is on the periphery of the fleet, so the fog has almost no effect on the sight of the soldiers on board.

By this time, the gargoyles and undead griffins had flown close to the fleet and were already within range of the guns on the ironclad battleships.

This artillery adopts the hanging firing method, the height of the cannonball can reach more than 800 meters high, and a special cannonball is used to ensure that the cannonball can explode in the air, and the lethality does not rely on direct hits on the opponent, but on the saint crystal particles contained in the cannonball, which is specially used to deal with the flying legion of the undead.

The so-called holy crystal is the stone under the holy pool of the cathedral, which absorbs a large amount of holy power over time, and the whole becomes transparent, just like crystal, the holy power in it is pure and condensed, and it is a sharp weapon to deal with the undead, and loading them like cannonballs is the method that Cornworth, who is now the bishop of the Cathedral of Fix Island, came up with.

"Attack!" Rollin ordered.

"Woo~~~" The horn blew again heavily, and the desolate voice spread throughout the fleet, which was the command to attack.

For a while, the cannon roared up, and clouds of smoke rose on the ironclad battleship, and at the same time, a ball of fire exploded in the sky, and the holy crystal particles of the cannonballs suddenly shot in all directions, the sky was really empty, and there was no obstacle at all, so these holy crystal particles had a huge lethality to the undead within a radius of 100 meters.

At this moment, there are a lot of undead griffins and gargoyles who have been tricked.

Gargoyles have rough skin and thick flesh, and their speed is fast, and the damage is not serious, and only a dozen of them were shot down. But the undead griffin is unlucky, the griffin instinctively likes to form when flying, which is a bit similar to the wild goose, it is relatively dense, and when encountering this kind of cannonballs scattered by the goddess, this kind of formation flight is to kill itself.

A salvo blew up at least more than two hundred undead griffins, which was a huge loss.

In this round of volleys, two gargoyles holding the barrel were also hit, and the barrel he was holding under his feet was shot by the hot Saint Crystal and ignited.

"Boom~" A huge explosion appeared, and two blue fireballs with a diameter of nearly thirty meters appeared in the sky, dazzling like a sun.

Rollin saw that when the blue flames swept over the undead griffins, their bodies were directly devoured, and they turned into ashes in less than three seconds, and there was no struggle at all.

It's terrifying!

"Stop the barrel! Stop them! Rollin roared.

Needless to say, everyone was shocked by this flame, and their attention was all on it, as long as they could attack those gargoyles with wooden barrels, they would use it as soon as possible.

The undead also learned to be obedient, and quickly dispersed, and with a terrible scream from their mouths, they swooped down towards the fleet from all directions, completely ignoring the existence of the mist.

Just as Rollin's side didn't understand their methods, the undead apparently didn't realize the horror of the mist. (To be continued)