Chapter 144: The Battle of Tirciss

The rolling hell flames instantly devoured dozens of sea eagles, and the blue-white karmic fire made the swept fierce birds not even have time to scream, and pieces of black shadows fell from the sky to the sea.

But at the same time, the sea eagles let out a more high-pitched howl, and they no longer needed Ilore's guidance, but instead rushed towards Lear's ship.

It's a creature that cares a lot about the tribe and the retribution, and if someone hurts their companions, it must end up dying.

They spread their claws and beaks in the air, and let out a piercing scream, and hundreds of sea eagles roaring together to produce strong voiceprint fluctuations, causing dizziness and nausea to those who hear them, which is also one of their regular combat methods.

A flash of white light in Lear's hand enveloped the entire foredeck with a thin air shield, and the archers who were disturbed by the roar of the sea eagle suddenly felt much less stressed.

Then hundreds of arrows crashed into the herd of flying eagles like locusts.

"Quack, quack, quack!"

The sea eagles screamed and howled, but their hard scales and claws also blocked some of the arrows, and hundreds of feathered arrows may have caused some trauma to the birds, but the number of kills was not as high as expected.

Blood, scales, and feathers fluttered in the air like snowflakes, and the first wave of attacks from the sea eagles descended on the deck.

"Get out of here!"

Haag slashed the claws of a sea eagle with an axe, and then Tariq's mace swept over his head, sending the sea statue like a baseball, spewing out a large amount of blood and internal organ fragments from the eagle's mouth, and then its body slammed into the sea.

"Ahh

There was a scream behind them, followed by a cry of equal pain everywhere, and several archers and infantry were caught off guard by the eagle's claws and crushed shoulders or heads, and their beaks pierced the warriors' bodies like sharp cones and churned wildly inside them, tearing entrails and intestines all over the deck.

After the kill, the eagles dragged the corpses into the air, and then more pounced.

At the same time, there is a sudden slight jolt on the deck beneath Lear's feet, and Jeremy fires fire.

Immediately after, the sides of the two battleships behind also let out a roar, and a dozen black solid cannonballs whistled towards Fisher's flagship, as the leader of the inverted V fleet, he was of course the first to bear the brunt of the fire.

The initial shelling was not perfect due to angle adjustment, and all but six shells hit Fisher's hull directly, and all but the rest fell into the nearby water.

But the ensuing explosion and the spray of several meters above the sea startled Fisher and Ilor, who was sitting on the back of a sea eagle.

Of course they've seen artillery, but when did that black barrel blow up if it wasn't done well?

Six shells struck Fisher's bow and stern, and the force of the explosion instantly took away dozens of lives gathered on the deck and stern, and then another batch of pieces of iron were harvested.

In just the first round of rough shelling, Fisher's casualties reached hundreds of people.

Scorched limbs and blood filled his vision, and if he hadn't been standing far away and pulling a pirate in front of him at the moment of the explosion, he would have been one of the corpses on the deck.

Looking at the few terrifying holes in front of him, Fisher had a heartfelt tremble, even the magic of the witch clan had never brought him such a shock.

What the hell is this thing?

Before he could think about it, Lear's ship had begun to turn slowly, the swarthy muzzle of the gun on the other side had been loaded, and the Grim Reaper's scythe was waiting to fall again.

Jeremy didn't bother with the battle on deck and in the sky, and went his own way, which was Lear's order from the beginning.

The ships were moving, but the battle never stopped, and Irol hovered over Lear with the leader of the eagles, hundreds of eagles attacking the people on deck.

Several sea eagles tore apart the three flag bearers one after another, cutting off communication between Lear's flagship and the ships in the rear, but so many sea eagles were besieging the flagship as long as the people behind were not blind.

As a result, the two gunboats, equipped with archers, also began to move rapidly towards the flagship under Lear.

Just as Ilor commanded the sea eagles to intercept the two gunboats, two dazzling white lights suddenly exploded in the eagle group.

Hundreds of sharp ice chips sliced into the bodies of the fierce birds like sharp blades, and although their power was diminished due to the large number of them, Lear's purpose was not to kill them.

Bright red blood poured down like rain, and the sea eagles cut by the ice blades instantly became furious, and then they began to gather and pounce on Lear.

And this is the moment that Lear was waiting for.

Hundreds of sea eagles hovered above his head to attack, but their dispersion and high-speed movement caused Lear a lot of problems.

He couldn't use a bolt of lightning to destroy the birds one by one, it would be too mana-intensive, but the mass damage magic would be ineffective.

That's why he deliberately used the Ice Demon Ring to pull up the hatred value of the eagle group, this magic has a low consumption and a wide range of damage, and the power is not weak, so it is really the best choice for provoking and slapping the face.

When dozens of sea eagles hovered above his head and were about to attack, Lear repeated his old tricks.

Four huge fireballs with a diameter of five meters roared into the flock of birds, and in an instant, they caused a series of explosions, and the dark sky obscured by the sea eagle's fleshy wings immediately became a sea of fire.

The sea eagles screamed and fluttered their burned wings and fell into the sea like locusts.

"Fisher, what are you doing!? Do you want to die?"

Seeing the heavy losses of the sea eagles under him, Ilore couldn't help but be angry, his side was already fighting in the dark, and the fleet over there had not even rushed over to support.

What's even more aggrieved is that until now he didn't even know who the enemy was.

Without the support of witches' spells, the magician below was too much of a threat to his pets.

But from a distance of thousands of meters, it was obviously impossible for Fisher to hear his roar, and even if he did, there was nothing he could do.

Because Jeremy fired again.

This time the target was three ships, including his flagship.

And the ballistas and witches on his ship couldn't even touch the side of the other party's ship at this distance.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

There were more than a dozen cannon shots, and the effect was obviously much better after this time, except for three shells that missed, the rest hit the enemy ship without exception.

And how can a sailing ship with a wooden structure withstand the bombardment of iron ball gunpowder?

After just one round of artillery fire, the three pirate ships, including Fisher's own main ship, burst into flames in many places, and thick black smoke accompanied the severe tilt of the hull.

As for how many more died, only the pirates themselves know.

Lear squinted at this scene, this result was not very satisfactory in his opinion, it seems that after going back, it is still necessary to improve the performance of artillery and gunpowder ammunition, especially the accuracy problem, if it is really not good, then solve it by carving the magic circle.

But he only thought about it briefly, because the battle continued.

While he didn't have to worry about his own safety, an ordinary warrior wouldn't have a guard as strong as he did.

Sea eagles are also very strong as a fourth-level creature, especially in such a large number.

Lear killed hundreds of sea eagles twice, but the number of opponents remained above five hundred, and the warriors on the deck had a very hard time resisting, and at least hundreds of people had died under the claws.

If it weren't for the limited deck area, the number would have been even greater.

Ilore began to direct the sea eagles to attack the masts and sails of the main ship.

He had discovered that the enemy's gunboats needed to turn to the other side after each attack, and although he didn't know why, he also knew that he must not let the enemy's attack go so smoothly, otherwise his hard-built foundation would be ruined.

Bastard!

He glared hatefully at Lear on the deck, as long as Fisher led the fleet and the witches to come to his aid, he would definitely break the mage into pieces.

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