The armored floating ships arranged horizontally in formation, aimed at the dragon warships crammed into a dense group, and the posture of low-altitude dive-dropping bombs is like an airplane spraying pesticides to kill insects for crops, but they blow the horn of war and drop the embodiment of death and destruction.

The specially widened emergency escape door becomes a bomb bay, and the air flow generated by the loss of pressure sweeps down all kinds of explosive bombs that are untied, interweaving into a carpet-like dense barrage.

In addition to the powerful elemental bombs, magnetic mines with strong iron absorbers, as well as a large number of fiery glues and cocktail bottles, also show the power used in the strike.

Flames, air waves, and flames, these three behemoths unleashed by the war, opened their bottomless greedy appetites, and began to devour the unsuspecting sea wolves.

The fleets of the three North Sea countries, except for the head wolf who acted as the vanguard, the catamaran dragon warship located at the edge of the maelstrom, with the help of the vortex to accelerate and escape the doom of destruction, the other ships that could not react wanted to follow suit but were swept into the maelstrom.

The heart of the chief storm knight Ostadi, was suddenly overwhelmed by the tide of sorrow, the armored floating ships of the Customs Union, using new tactics, the results of the harvest were so amazing, even he was shocked and speechless.

Looking back, the cluster of leading battleships in the field of vision was hit by inconspicuous gray and black iron balls, and as soon as they came into contact, they suddenly erupted into high-temperature flames, setting off rolling waves.

Suddenly, it hit the smelting furnace where the elements collapsed, and sent out a tragic explosion, directly tearing the reinforced hull into shreds and planks, and hundreds of people on board, whether it was a slave oarsman in the bilge, an ordinary sailor, or a berserker in armor, all of them died at the bottom of the sea.

Due to the vast scope of the sea area, the armored floating ships of the Customs Union may not be able to take care of everything, and naturally there are sea wolves who have escaped the bombardment, but the few of them have been frightened by the spreading and blazing fire.

In just a quarter of an hour, most of the Armada, with a total of 600 ships, were reduced to wreckage fragments floating on the surface of the sea.

The black smoke that rises and the occasional thunder that ignites with a delay lead doesn't mean much to the big picture of the decisive victory, but it succeeds in creating the atmosphere of a dangerous area, dispersing the remnants of the defeated general who are trying to search and rescue those who have fallen into the water.

The courage of the Harolds was quietly exhausted, and they watched the armored floating fleet hovering over the maelstrom, and chose to surrender with dignity before the reacting warships lit up with dense barrels.

The floating fleet under the command of Aldrich Triss has been regarded by both sides as the embodiment of foreboding and terror, and even the commander of the Zollverein naval battle has an unspeakable powerlessness and a certain deep concern for this ruthless knight of virtue.

Now that the berserker legion that has subdued everything has disappeared, the invincible armada that dominated the northern seas has been wiped out in a blink of an eye, and the defeat of the three northern sea countries has become a foregone conclusion, preventing the front-line military generals from taking on the throne has become a top priority.

The maelstrom gradually disappeared after devouring enough victims, and many of the forces watching the battle, including the Siren Queen Fenahiri and the half-elf Ryan Tower, were busily piloted the Flying Castle to escape by the victorious Customs Union's integrated battle group of sea and air, lest they be targeted.

Aldrich Triss, who had won the battle, was relieved to be departed by the thorny thorn, but he soon received orders from the naval commander in the name of the Grand Duke.

"Rejecting the participation of the armored floating fleet in the subsequent capture, and instructing us, who are the decisive winners in this battle, to guard against threats from the sky! The purpose of the naval battle commander is a little shallow and ridiculous, I really think that the war is over!"

The eyes of the Great Knight of Virtue looked into the distance, and according to the orientation parameters from the ship's spirit girl Christine, if the unresolved Elder Sacrifice Group ran away, this battle would not be able to end perfectly.

"Let's go!"

At the sound of an order, it is a pity that except for the flagship Agni, the rest of the armored floating ships did not move, Aldrich Triss was mentally prepared, and immediately ordered the operator to record his decision to disobey!

"According to the changes in the situation, the battle is decided, and as the commander of the floating fleet, my orders have priority. If there are people who are willing to obey the supreme orders of the rear in everything, I will not blame them!"

He instructed the logbooker: "My friend from the temple, the Skyfire, the prototype of the armored float ship, located at an altitude of 20,000 meters above the sea, has sent me a vague coordinate parameter, indicating that the target is the Elder Sacrifice to change the weather. The strongest group of spellcasters in the Three North Sea to date, and the one who has painstakingly defended the belief in the gods of Odin, the maintainer of the spiritual home of the Harolds. ”

"Destroying them in one fell swoop would break the spiritual pillar of the three North Sea countries, force them to sign a treaty of the defeated countries as soon as possible, pay a large amount of war reparations, and alleviate the situation in which the wealth of the Customs Union is on the books and the treasury is close to being depleted. ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, the long-running war in the Northern Sea is coming to an end, and the successful completion of this operation will not only fulfill its duty, but also accelerate the course of the war. Far from being a short-sighted admiral, the shallow merit of insisting on reaping the spoils of war and accepting the surrender of the captives can be said to be the same. ”

The combatants in the bow looked at each other, and when they saw each other's approval, they immediately stood up and offered their loyalty to the commander with a sincere conviction: "Yes, Lord Triss!"

"All in their positions, in the following directions and distances......" Aldrich Triss returned to his seat, "full speed ahead!"

With all the inventory in the main compartment removed, the Blaze became brisk, the propulsion pipes on both sides spewed orange-red flames, and in a thunderous roar, the flagship led by the armored floating fleet left the sea of Armageddon and pounced on the distant island.

When the naval commander saw the Agni leaving, the small ledger in his heart immediately recorded the heavy strokes of Aldrich Triss who did not obey the order, who knew that it was not long before three more armored floating ships left, looking at the marking of the shell, it was clear that they were allies in the Customs Union who did not belong to the Archduke Eastwood, and then the words of the commander of the Aerospace Fleet reached his ears word for word.

"Friends of the temple, Tris, a rising man, really has a wide range of connections...... I remember that it wasn't long ago that he had a falling out with the temple higher-ups...... By the way, the temple is not monolithic. ”

Destroying the living forces of the Three Kingdoms of the North Sea, especially the spellcaster group, and the Elder Sacrifice Group that upholds the faith, is absolutely politically correct, and with many colleagues on his side, the naval battle commander can only talk about the scene, but what he thinks in his heart, no one knows.

Harvesting the spoils of war and taking prisoners has become boring, and a great merit is in front of us, but unfortunately due to the speed of the sea ships, it is impossible to catch up with the armored floating ships in any case.

I don't know who let out a euphemistic sigh, and the group of people who echoed it followed suit, obviously none of the people present were stupid people, and they understood the hidden game of interests.

Starting from imitating armored floating ships, proposing air supremacy, formulating new tactics, and deciding the outcome of the war, Aldrich Triss was ahead of everyone at every step.

Fortune favored by fate, this title that is praised on the surface and somewhat derogatory in secret, is no longer suitable for the Great Knight of Virtue, the real power baron who inherited the title of the Eye of Vigilance, consolidated his original vain foundation, sat on a huge political and economic network and extraordinary strength, and is now known as the chief knight of the Customs Union, and even overwhelmed the once strongest son of war, Martus, who acquiesced and agreed with this.

Although he did not admit it unforgivingly, people who were a little rational were all shocked by his outstanding status and transcendent strength that he had reached in just two years.

Looking up at the armored floating fleet divided into different sizes, the four hungry beasts led by the flagship Agni departed fiercely towards the final battlefield, and the remaining eight tame hounds barked in a daze, prohibiting the dragon head battleship from escaping.

With the news of the overwhelming victory of the Customs Union's integrated naval and air battle cluster annihilating the invincible armadas of the three North Sea countries, as many forces watching the battle left, the potential allies of the four northern countries could not wait to rush to the former enemy, the lair of the Harolds, preparing to land and fight, of course, on the way, some clippers arrived in the decisive sea area to collect relevant information.

The Three Kingdoms of the North Sea were defeated too quickly, and they didn't even have time to react to the four northern kingdoms, and despite the new weapons in their hands that combined extraordinary power, their war mentality was still stuck in the old era.

It was expected that this naval battle would continue to be entangled for several days and nights, and you would win and lose each other, relying on the commander's sense of smell on the battlefield, discovering the loopholes and flaws of the other side, and investing in the reserve army that decided the outcome to decide the victory.

The four armored floating ships lined up the sea of dense fog and clouds, and the starfish island was already in everyone's field of vision, and the elder sacrifice group, whose energy was exhausted and had not yet had time to replenish, understood that the general trend had gone since they heard the roar of the propellers.

The caster who cherishes life, although the old power is gone, and the new power is not born, immediately takes out the hole card to save his life, folds the palm-sized cloud boat in his pocket, and turns into a canoe with oars in the face of the strong wind, and there are six dragonfly-like crystal wings at the stern of the boat, vibrating lightly, and floating above the ground at knee height.

The elderly man stepped on the sacrifice in the prime of life and struggled to board the boat, curled up and remained motionless, so that the boat could accommodate more companions.

"Want to escape?" Aldrich Triss saw this with his sharp eyes, and the winged boots unleashed, instantly teleporting to the Flame's open bow hull, holding Thor's hammer aloft.

The afterglow of the weather-changing spell has not yet dissipated, and the atmosphere is filled with spirits, and the Grand Knight of the Eight Virtues calls for the thunder of destruction with a rule-changing artifact in his hand.

"Thunder!"

The sky responded, and more than a dozen golden thunderbolts struck Aldrich Tris's right hand in no particular order, and the gray hammer surface revealed a dazzling and dazzling light from the inside out, even as bright as the sun.

Retracted slightly, then pushed forward hard, pointing at the elder sacrifice group who were about to flee on the cloud boat, and with a deafening explosion, dozens of arm-thick lightning flashed instantly, constantly whipping the embarrassed deserters.

Occasionally, the ends of the lightning bolts as thin as a hair hit the metal or stone that carved Rune Runes on the ground, instantly attracting and weakening the power, but most of the power of the Thunder Hell Forest was borne by the members of the Elder Sacrifice Order, and most of them were burned to charcoal on the spot, and the ship was destroyed and killed.

"There were no prisoners in this battle! These old men who have a transcendent status in the three countries of the North Sea, don't underestimate their influence, it will be a disaster sooner or later if they are kept!"

After the bombardment, the main compartment was empty, but there was still a small stock of explosive bombs in the other compartments of the armored floating ship, which was somewhat overkill to deal with the deserters who numbered less than 100 people, and after Aldrich Triss gave the order, he did not hesitate to drop them all.

The island, which had just surfaced a hundred years ago, was devastated, subjected to stormy carpet bombing, and the surface part of it was completely lost to the world, and even its foundations collapsed in many places, and it was difficult to rerise again without hundreds of years of recuperation.

One-sided firepower, Aldrich Triss signaled a pause, and after the confirmation of the life-detecting arcane interrogatory, he personally checked with his discerning eye, and only nodded with satisfaction after discovering that the Elder Sacrifice Group had been completely wiped out.

The news soon spread throughout the assault team, and at the speed of lightning, the armored floating fleet in the rear was also relayed, and the boiled duck flew away in frustration and regret, and hurriedly told the naval commander, and also received a suffocating sigh.

"The decision on the hegemony of the North Sea, the chief hero of this war, His Excellency Baron Aldrich Triss, could no longer hold it back. ”