On April 2, 848, on the fifth day after the Battle of Elena's Guard, the commander of the 4th Division of the 77th Army of the Alonte Empire in the Glacier Defense Line, Gukohein Foster, led the remaining 5,000 men and horses of the 4th Division to climb over Changfeng Mountain, bypassing the Ninth Army of the Ronninger rebels defending the glacier defense line in the southern theater, breaking through the iron shield breastwork defense line from behind the enemy, defeating the second glacial defense line built by Ronninger on the north bank of the glacier in one fell swoop, and advancing to Windersburg, the second largest city in Ambor Province, the situation of Ronninger was precarious.

"Pretty fight!"

The high-fives and cheers for the Alonte Empire is Paul Gibson, the emperor of Ankenrein, since the beginning of spring, Ankenrein has been anxious about the situation on the eastern front, he can't eat and sleep well, and his two sons are shrinking their heads more than the other, and they are desperately building a chest wall and asking for an iron shield. More than 40% of the country's steel production is used to produce iron shields for them, and these two people still feel that it is not enough, and it seems that they have made up their minds to make a great wall with iron shield breastworks to keep Charlie Ronin's rebels out of the Great Wall.

"Your Majesty, it is indeed gratifying", Henry Claflin, Grand Duke of the Golden Lion, also said with a happy face, "so that Charlie Ronin's rear can really be unstable." Either he will transfer back the Glacier defenders that are now being used to attack Muenze, or he will continue to wrestle with the Alonte Empire with those new recruits, and no matter which way he goes, he will inevitably lose, which is indeed good news for us. ”

"That's nature," Paul Gibson nodded, and suddenly restrained the joy on his face again, "It's a pity that we have to help outsiders win our own civil war, which is really unwilling." ”

"Your Majesty, the current situation is special, and it is a last resort to have external forces. When the tide of war improves and Charlie Ronin is eliminated, we will naturally prove the strength of royal legitimacy, and there is no need to rush it. ”

Claflin comforted, in his opinion, the current situation of the royal family is in danger, Alonte's move has solved the emperor's urgent need, His Majesty said this, it is just a hard mouth, otherwise he would not have expressed his joy so obviously before.

"Yes," Paul Gibson nodded, and asked about something else, "I heard that Liu'er and his men had a falling out, how about it?" ”

"This is still under investigation," said Prime Minister Emile Owen, bowing, "and the local population is very strict, and there is not much useful information. Now I only know that the six princes arranged for the guard officer Pal Cross to seize power, and wanted to get rid of the serf boy. As a result, the serf boy did not do it, and fought at the gate of the Elena Plain, and the guards officer of the six princes, as well as the two regiments of the three guards armies, were defeated and lost, and all the pants were lost. ”

"Oh?" Paul Gibson raised his eyebrows, "That kid, if I'm not mistaken, is the one who designed the Glory Rifle?" ”

"Well, a very clever serf boy," said Emile, suddenly remembering something, "Anyway, that copy of Fluorite, which has been circulating everywhere lately, was first made up by him and a group of students at Roseville University. ”

"What?"

Paul Gibson sat up straight, "He's a communist?" Contributor or organizer of "EZVIZ"? ”

"This is not clear", the emir knew that the emperor attached great importance to this matter, and hurriedly clarified, ""Fluorite was indeed done by them at the earliest. But then it was seized once, and the serf almost died. Firas checked several students who founded the newspaper "Fluorite" at that time, and there was no problem. The little serf has been sent to the Western Theater Death Squad since then, and it is impossible to continue to create "Fluorite". ”

"Oh...... That's good, otherwise Liu'er will be a little ignorant", Paul Gibson breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly advised, "Who is doing this "Fluorite" now, you must check it out for me, you know?" The newspaper was dangerous, and what he wanted was not the justice that Charlie Ronin wanted, nor the land that the Negro Republic wanted to the west. What he wants is our lives! ”

"Whoa!"

Seeing that the emperor said so decisively, the emir nodded solemnly, saying that he would investigate thoroughly. Paul Gibson breathed a sigh of relief and hadn't forgotten to tell him.

"Liu'er's battle with his little serf, you ask Liu'er for a copy. I'm curious to know how that little guy won the Guards who fought in the Negru War. ”

"Whoa."

The emir nodded again, and seeing that His Majesty the Emperor seemed to be in a better mood, he mentioned what he had been worried about.

"Your Majesty, now that spring plowing has begun in various places, there is a serious shortage of manpower. We conscripted before—"

"Understaffed? Let those landlords figure it out for themselves! The fuck is full of brains, and the people who farm the land can't find it? ”

Paul Gibson was overwhelmed when he heard about food, and last winter's conscription really hurt Anken Rein's spirits. Charlie Ronin's rebellion brought many recruits back to Ronninger, and it is a fact that there is a shortage of spring cultivators in various places, but although he is an emperor, he can't solve this problem, does he want to find other countries to buy serfs like 600 years ago?

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"Father, this Gukohain Foster is a hard stubble, I have to guard against it", Charlie Ronin's third adopted son, Karim Ronin, knelt on one knee with a serious expression. His father, Grand Duke Charlie Ronin, sat on a large, soft sofa with his eyes half-closed.

After a long time, he opened his eyes slightly and looked at his son.

"This thing...... You don't have to worry, I've made arrangements", although he is old, and his only son Snow's health has deteriorated since his death, but Charlie Ronin's mind is still clear, "It's the method that Gu Ko Hain used, you can also learn it." It's all a chest wall and an iron shield defense line, if others can break through ours, we can't break through other people's? ”

"Yes, Father."

Karim, who was kneeling on one knee, heard this, and cold sweat came down. Since Snow's death, Charlie Ronin's temper has become more and more restrained, he no longer yells when he is angry, and he does not have a very outward expression when he is happy. A question like today's, although it sounds like nothing to outsiders, is already a very dangerous signal in front of those who know Charlie Ronin's temper. Karim Ronin still felt unsafe after agreeing, so he added another sentence.

"Father, no matter what, I will definitely take down Moon in a week."

Hearing this, Charlie Ronin chuckled lightly twice and closed his eyes again. Karim waited for a moment to see that there were no new instructions, and walked backwards away. It's just that even if he returned to the front line, he didn't understand what hole cards his father had when he was so sure that he didn't need to transfer the first and second legions back to the glacial defense line.

However, this problem is not a problem for Karim to worry about, what he has to care about now is how to break through the defense line of the shrunken turtle called Wen Feng on the opposite side, and open up the situation for Charlie Ronin, for Roninger, and for himself.

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To the east of the central continent, the Great Oriental Ocean.

During this season, the Great Eastern Ocean is relatively calm, with the warm sunshine and the seagulls flying in from the shore to feed on the surface of the ocean, chirping softly. Wave after wave pushed the creatures of the depths of the ocean to the seashore and washed up on the beach, accumulating into small peaks. And between the waves disappearing and disappearing, large black ships gradually emerged.

"General Fischer, we are only two nautical miles away from the target, do you want the soldiers to prepare?"

Vice Admiral Rollen Robus, Michael Fischer, dressed in a dark blue uniform, stood on the bridge of the Rollen Robles Sixth Fleet, the ironclad cruiser USS Guards Alice, with binoculars in his hand, looking at the coastline ahead. Behind him, the Chief of Staff of the Sixth Fleet, Imogen Waterhouse, looked at his back, waiting for his order.

"When I was young, I always looked forward to fighting", to the surprise of Imogen Waterhouse, Fischer did not give orders, but began to chatter as if chatting.

“…… But at that time, how could there be a place for the navy? The archmagister's magic ship can soar above the sky, the sea, the mountains, the desert plains, you can go wherever you want. The magic of the Archmage itself is so powerful that no matter how strong the ironclad ship is, it can't stop their magic. At that time, the navy was purely a nanny to protect our country's maritime trade from pirates, and it was not ...... at all."

Like the old man next door, Fischer whispered to himself, "Later, when I got older, this thought faded. But who would have thought that when I was old and dying, I would have the opportunity to see my Loren Robus Silver Winged Shark Flag, and really float in the Great Eastern Ocean one day? ”

"The general's life is as it is, just in time for the third great demon tide. In this era, whoever owns the ocean truly owns the world. And you will become the witness, witness and practitioner who brought Loren Robles to the top of the world. ”

Hearing Waterhouse's words, Fischer smiled, and he turned his head to look at Waterhouse, "I wanted you to be half able to speak, and now I won't be just a lieutenant general." ”

"I'm scared below."

Waterhouse bowed his head and fell silent.

The large ship with a displacement of more than 2,000 tons swayed gently with the waves on the sea, and the sound of the huge gears of the ship's steam engine was weakened by the seven-story compartment, and when it reached the bridge, it still carried a heart-wrenching power. The sound of the carrier's crossbow machine winding with the help of steam power is clearly audible in the wheelhouse.

"Hey, I'm old, I just like to talk nonsense", Fischer sighed softly and gave the order.

"Since the alliance with Roninger is the will of Mr. President, we have nothing to hesitate to tell the following, let's prepare for battle."

"Whoa!"

Fischer nodded lightly and stepped back. After a while, the whistle representing the first level of combat readiness began to echo over the entire fleet.

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"What are they doing?"

Carl Hammer, the captain of the Albatross patrol boat of the Alonte Imperial Coast Guard, looked at the movements of the black giants of Loren Robles not far away, and was a little puzzled. His first mate, Robert Rysporog, stood beside him, clinging to the podium, lest he be shaken by the waves brought by the sudden turn of Loren Robles' fleet. He glanced sideways at the new course of the giant ships outside the cabin, and said with some uncertainty.

"Looks like you want to go to Surika?"

"Surika? They are not cargo ships, what are they doing there? I haven't been notified of any recent events......"

Carl Hammer didn't realize what these people were trying to do for the first time. Surika was the largest port city on the coast of the Alonte Empire, although it is not as good as Port Ibire in Ankenrein, with a huge capacity. However, because it is further south and the temperature is suitable, it has also attracted many freighters to do maritime trade, and it is one of the few cities in the Alonte Empire that focuses on marine economy. Except for foreign affairs, few warships or fleets of warships would go there, the berths there were not suitable for these large ships, and the Alonte Empire and Loren Robles had not signed a treaty for the supply of warships to the port, and these ships had no reason to go to that city.

Apart from......

Karl Hammer, who was still a little inexplicable, suddenly thought of a very terrifying possibility. He pulled the rudder closer to Loren Robus's fleet, and then ordered the first mate, Reesporog, to steady the rudder, pick up the binoculars, and look at the side of the warships.

He saw what he thought.

At some point, the crossbow windows on the side of these giant ships had opened, and the thick steel crossbow arrows reflected the cold light, making Carl Hammer feel cold.

"They...... They're going to attack Surika?! ”

It's no wonder that Carl Hammer didn't think of this at first, but the Navy really didn't pay much attention to it in this era when magic ships were flying all over the sky. Because of the existence of the balance of the six countries, except for Loren Robles, who mainly engaged in maritime trade and developed several fleets to protect their fleets, other countries did not pay much attention to the construction of their navies. And Rollen Robus's Sixth Fleet, Carl Hammer has also seen it many times, and each time he accompanies them to sail for a period of time, and when they are sent out to sea, it is over, and there is not much to do. This time, the other party was unusual, showing the murder weapon to attack Surika, what was it for?

You must know that although the large crossbow machines used by the Navy in naval warfare are powerful, they have a limited range and are not convenient to transport, so they can only be used in ship-to-ship operations. To attack a city on the ground, it is ultimately necessary to send soldiers to fight a landing battle. And how many soldiers can the navy carry in its fleet? After a few landing battles, people are almost dead. Even if these people occupy the city, they will not be able to hold it in the face of the forces of the local state, which is one of the reasons why there is little interest in the navy. Now these ships are attacking Surika, are they trying to take advantage of the civil strife in the Alonte Empire just like Ankenrein attacked the Negru Republic?

The first time Carl Hammer saw those crossbow arrows, he gave his final order to the first mate beside him.

"Tell the Seagull to return to the Winport base immediately, and tell your lord that Loren Robus is going to attack Surika!"

"Whoa!"

Just minutes after Carl Hammer gave the order, twelve steel crossbow arrows that had already been aimed at them struck the Albatross with a loud bullet. The crossbow arrow, carrying huge kinetic energy, pierced the outer hull of the Albatross, and the barbs on the arrow firmly stuck the small ship with a displacement of only more than 200 tons. The steam engine mounted on the enemy ship let out a low roar and began to pull the ship through the thick rope attached to the crossbow bolts towards its own side. The sailors, who had already armed themselves with steam rifles, were standing on the enemy ship and aiming at it, and as soon as the Albatross came within firing range, they would completely kill the crew on it.

"Tell the crew to cut the rope as hard as you can," Carl Hammer ordered, finding his steam rifle, "Tell the boys, it's time to fight hard!" ”