Chapter 237: Gunboat Diplomacy

Provoking the lord of a country with the power of one person, even Tuze and the others could only stand below and smile bitterly, they originally thought that attacking Nireel would at least have some strategy or plan, after all, it was the capital of a country, and the possibility of persuading him to surrender like Hermit City was almost zero.

But Lear came like this, not only did he come, but he also lined up the team in front of the walls of Nyrel with great fanfare, and his strength was fully revealed, but at the same time, there was no way to speak of it, and the twenty-headed crystal dragon might have a huge deterrent to the hermit city, but what the effect would be on Nyrreel, even Tuze didn't know the bottom of his heart.

This is the royal capital, not only because of the abundance of troops, but also because it is the spiritual symbol of Tartaglia, no matter what the reason, the defenders will definitely fight with the enemy.

What's more, the city with the ultimate hydra's protection will never be so easy to bulldoze.

"Invaders, now leave Nireel and leave the land of Tartaglia, and the swamp people can be spared for your aggression. ”

Algin didn't yell in anger or hysterical rants, the enemy's strength was clearly there, and although he might not be able to capture Nyrel, it was not difficult to just step on this section of the wall and turn Nireel upside down.

The twenty never-before-seen crystal dragons were several times taller than the ultimate hydra, and he knew that Nireel had not been able to penetrate their crossbows just by looking at the heavy crystal armor where the light was refracted by the heavy light.

After the unleashed nonsense and coercion and intimidation are backed up by absolute strength, no one will dare to laugh at them.

His palms were sweaty, but his eyes were calm, and the tremor from the heavy footsteps of the hydra had appeared in the streets behind him, and the walls could not accommodate these giant beasts, but if the enemy insisted on going his own way, then the only way to fight was to fight in the streets of the city gate.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the fire-breathing iron pipes that Gerwoff had spoken of did not appear in the ranks of the enemy, and even the boundless army he preached about was nowhere to be seen.

There were only twenty crystal dragons in the wasteland before, whether it was arrogance or other reasons, Algin didn't want to know, as the leader of the royal capital Praetorian Guard, it was his unshirkable responsibility to guard the country, and if there was only one city wall to bear the pressure, he would have to grit his teeth and stand down no matter what.

As for the king to go up to the wall and negotiate with the other party, it was an insult to him and the warriors.

"I'm not here to invade or destroy Tartaglia. Lear shook his head. "Instead, I'm just here to help you clean up the portal and settle a personal grudge by the way, and of course if any of you want to give Vest a funeral, I don't mind giving him a ride. ”

Lear's words caused quite a stir on the city walls, and even the most ignorant peasants in the Nerell Wasteland knew how West came to power, and the things he did after he ascended the throne were even more outrageous, and if it weren't for the help of the barbarians to suppress him, the territory of Tartaglia would have been full of smoke long ago.

Now the enemy has openly pointed the finger at West, although he is the king, but there are still many people who have a small drum in their hearts.

"Shut up!" Alkin suddenly slammed the flail in his hand against the female wall. "There are decapitated generals in Tataria, but there are no traitors who seek glory, and if you want to attack, you will attack, and Hugh will use such despicable means to disturb the hearts of our army. ”

The sonic boom was like a rainbow in the air, and when he was provoked like this, the soldiers who were whispering suddenly fell silent.

"It seems that there is no way to solve it peacefully. Lear raised his arm.

He hadn't expected West to be brave enough to face his men alone, but to everyone's surprise, he didn't immediately attack the walls of Nyrel.

A fireball the size of a watermelon slowly rose from his palm, and then flew brighter and higher towards the sky, and in the process of slow movement, the fireball continued to absorb and withdraw the light from the surrounding area, and even a light gray dark mark appeared in the orbit it was visible to the naked eye.

All the defenders were indistinctly attracted by the fireball, and watched as the fireball rose to the highest point as if they were staring at a brightly colored national flag, and then exploded in a posture that was even more brilliant than fireworks, and the light was so strong that you could feel a tingle in their eyes even from a distance of hundreds of meters.

Silently, over the sky above Neel, over the cliffs behind, and above the sea behind the castle, the fireball finally dissipated completely because of the white waves of light.

Nothing had happened, not even a burning sensation other than the sting in his eyes for a moment, as if the fireball had been purely meant to show everyone how fire and light were perfectly combined, but a strong uneasiness suddenly hung over Altyn's heart.

A shadow appeared above the sea and quickly crossed the cliff that stood in its way, then the second, third, fourth, until the six huge warships were completely monstrous on the offshore surface, and the lizards on the harbor lookout widened in horror.

Despite thousands of kilometers of coastline, the Tartaglia have always pursued a policy of seclusion, preferring to navigate muddy swamps for centuries rather than carve out a maritime trade route.

Therefore, the so-called port of Nerell is nothing more than a platform made of broken wooden planks, and the houses scattered along the shoreline like shells are in fact the prefabricated houses of poor fishermen.

And when the lizardman recovered from his horror and wanted to shout loudly about the enemy attack, he found that he was the only one on the lonely lookout, and although the nearest lighthouse was five hundred meters away, there was only one veteran and an old dog in it.

Six huge warships drove into the bay unhindered, lined up, and the muzzles of one hundred and eight black holes slowly rose to the call of the sailors, towards the royal city in the distance.

"Fire. ”

Landrig stood at the bow of the Hades and gave the order without hesitation.

Like thunder, the thick smoke of gunpowder rising from the muzzles of the guns suddenly covered the six huge ships with a heavy white veil, and more than a hundred iron balls whirled and swirled over the heads of the remnants of the fishermen on the shore, and then all of them fell into the towering walls of the royal city with horrified expressions on their faces.

"Fire!" The loud roar in the distance did not affect Landrig's mood in the slightest, as if the shells had hit the wooden targets for training, as if the lifeless stone men who were wailing and fleeing in the flames.

"Boom!" The relentless artillery fire played the lament of the Hades, the flames rolled up by the previous artillery fire have not yet dissipated, and the second wave of explosions has set off a monstrous wave of fire in that place, Xicheng District is the gathering area of the officials and nobles of Nirelda, but at this moment, where are these nobles still a little elegant and reserved, one by one like lost dogs in the gap between the ruins and the explosion.

"Fire!"

Landrig's eyes were fixed on the walls a thousand meters away, as if to see through the place directly, to see the houses that had collapsed under the cannonfire, and the Tartarians who were wailing and crying but with nowhere to turn for help.

The shipboard guns of the Hades-class battleship have reached a terrifying range of 1,500 meters after Jeremy's re-improvement, and the order he received was to only cover the area within the range, as long as he did not receive an order for a ceasefire, even if Nireel was blown up.

"Fire!"

After the fourth round of bombardment, the fleet led by the Hades began to turn slowly, and after the hull was adjusted, the second wave of bombardment awaited those people in the city of King Neel, but until now there was no group of Tatarians blocking the gunboats in the port, but Alkin on the east gate finally knew what was happening behind him.

"Dangchang!"

The chain hammer in his hand fell weakly to his feet, and the enemy in front of him still did not make any action to attack the city, but the meaning of the fireball had been told to him by the people in front of him who were covered in blood.

Almost all the nobles, including the chief of the palace, sent envoys to ask him why it was not good to defend the city, and some of them were even more directly the head of the family himself, to which Alkin could only smile bitterly - these enemies in front of him did not even move.

What's more, his own mansion and family also live in Xicheng District.

"Did you let West come and talk to me, or did you open the gates and let me in and talk to West?" or, when my fleet has flattened Nereel, we'll talk?"

Lear looked blankly at the wall, and another fireball appeared in his hand.

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