The news of Harlaus' army coming under the city of Aaron really surprised the Rhodoks.

Although this was a lone army, it was a pity that there were no troops in the rear of the Rhodoks who were fighting on two fronts. You know, Harlaus used eleven warships to transport nearly eight hundred troops, which is almost the size of an army group, and there is no doubt that there are many more reserves still sailing at sea, and it is not known when they will join the warband. Of course, this force of 800 men was also unusual, including nearly 80 heavy cavalry led by 20 knights, 200 siege teams composed of sergeants and heavy infantry, and the rest were all light infantry with full armor, and it was also true to the garrison of less than 100 elite soldiers and 5 or 600 rabble in Aaron's city.

Grimivos, stationed in Djerkhara, shook his head as he looked at the information that had been sent. He had to admit that he had been generalized. Although the Salanders in the south were divided a lot, he did not dare to mobilize the garrison of Djerkhara at all, and under the city of Viruga, to be honest, it was the main force of Svadia, although the elite had been drawn away a lot, but the number was there, and there was no room for carelessness. Therefore, he could only silently pray like Rhodok, who had never believed, in the hope that the mountains would slow down Harlaus's footsteps.

The sudden outbreak of war has filled the sky over the entire West Calradia with an atmosphere of anxiety, as if a drum of oil has been lifted, and a little spark will blow up very magnificently. However, the guy with the "torch" was already a little eager to try.

No matter how much the beacon fire on the continent spreads, the endless sea still maintains its leisurely and slow pace, gently lapping the sands of Rhodok, like a gentle mother, gently lapping a sleeping baby. On the sea, the huge fleet of ships seemed to be unable to bear to break this rare tranquility, floating quietly on the surface of the sea, without a trace of noise. Only the torches in the hands of the night watchmen, and the occasional light in the portholes, added a touch of warmth to the wonderful night.

It's just that in the wonderful scenes, there are often some guys who burn the qin and cook the crane. For example, right now, right next to this fleet, there is another fleet that is not inferior to the former, slowly gliding towards it under the cover of night. Although this fleet was huge, most of them were small boats with about a dozen people, and the moon was dark and the wind was high, so the soldiers on duty on the Swadia warship didn't notice it for a while, but just stretched their waists, turned around, and continued to patrol. You know, in this vast sea, it is not easy to launch a surprise attack.

Svadia's warships were no longer than the Nords, and the Nord longships were not too deep in order to be able to quickly land on the beach, and the Nords could even wash the ships directly onto the beach and then go ashore to plunder. However, the Swadia Royce was different, although it was not a large Swadia sailing ship, but it was also a ship capable of going to sea, so it had a much deeper draft, and it could not be parked directly at the seashore like the Nord longship. As a result, Swadia's fleet tended to drop anchor far enough from the shore and then bring supplies and soldiers ashore in small boats.

Mu looked at the lights on the boat in the distance, frowning slightly. The ship that had gone to Salander to transport blood had returned, and their mining site was relatively close to the coast, so the mission was completed first. Several other ships had to dock on the shore and wait for the expedition to encounter the black storm.

This accident suddenly made Mu have a shortage of black oil in hand. Since he got in touch with Frost Swallow, he has been working with them to secretly mine blood in the desert, and then almost depleted his inventory when dealing with Tooth Hunter. He had planned to do it again and burn Harlaus's fleet to the ground, and the merchant estimated that he would be able to cripple most of them, if not if they could not be burned off. However, there were unforeseen circumstances, and the shipload of black oil on hand and the little bit left before could not achieve the goal at all, so he could only adopt more radical tactics. On a transport ship, the soldiers on night struggle to keep their eyes open while mechanically walking back and forth on the deck. Some of the hasty evening breezes blew him a little more and made him a little more sober. But he didn't appreciate it, just cursed in a low voice, and then yawned heavily. As a small soldier, to be honest, he didn't feel the need to be on duty at all. Looking at the scattered two Nord longships cruising around the fleet, the sleepiness in my heart came up again. That's it, thanks to Tonod's friend, the road was calm, let alone robbery, and other ships didn't even dare to come over. He simply threw his shield on the deck, grabbing the sore footboard of the ship's side to relax a little. Alas, the night was still so peaceful, only the waves on the sea in the distance, still noisy, like the one on the bow of the Nord friend's ship...

He rubbed his eyes, and sure enough, in the dark water, a shadow rushed towards him on the turbulent waves. At the same time, the ship of his "Nord friend" suddenly accelerated, and the alarm bell of the approaching ship sounded in a desperate manner.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!" another soldier shouted as he ran past him, "Quick, get everyone up! Enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack?" the soldier muttered the word, his head numb from staying up all night as if he hadn't realized what it meant, and he pulled back onto the side of the ship to try to figure it out. Next, he was greeted by a dense rain of arrows. He hurriedly tried to pick up the shield, but it was too late, and he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and after a period of upside down, he could not see anything.

The Nord's style was wild, and the small boat full of warriors did not even lose its speed before it collided with the large ship of Swadia, and the passengers on it seemed to have become accustomed to it, not only did not there be a little confusion, but they also threw a row of hooks and ropes up, and then one by one, like ants, climbed up from the side of the battleship. Some of the impatient fellows who were waiting behind even grabbed the ropes that tied the sails to the masts, kicked their feet, and swung to the big boat opposite. The decks of the Svadia battleship were soon in a clump.

Compared to the Swadians, who were tired of fighting, the Nords were indeed more adept at naval warfare. Although there were not many Nords who boarded the ship first, they still showed unparalleled suppressive power, quickly occupied most of the deck, and then smashed the oil tank in their arms into the mast of the transport.

That's right, this is Mu's new tactic. Haraus didn't need to destroy his ships to trap him in Rhodok's territory, but simply made them inoperable. So, it's easier to break the ship's mast than to burn it to the ground. In addition, in the naval tactics of the Nords, in order to prevent the enemy from escaping or driving the ship to their unfavorable conditions, the first thing they did after boarding the ship was to lower the sails and anchor. Therefore, Mu's move can also fit perfectly with Nord's tactics, and it reduces a lot of risks. Of course, it doesn't matter if the sails are burned, they burn, and the average ship has a spare sail that can be replaced. But what about the mast, which is in the keel of the ship, is really not something that can be repaired casually after it is broken.

Soon, the masts and sails of several transport ships turned into several bright torches. However, not every ship was so smooth, for example, Mu who boarded the flagship of the fleet.

This ship is the famous Hailan Pearl in Swadia, the ship of Harlaus, the king ship of the kingdom, and a real Elise galleon. Mu swung his knife and forced back a Swadia soldier who rushed up, then then twisted his body to avoid the spear that stabbed him in the waist, and then raised his hand to grab it, and dragged it backwards, just to pierce the enemy who was about to sneak attack in the back. And the owner of the spear also stumbled, and his body fell forward, but after a flash of knife light, he could only hold his throat where the blood was gurgling out, and fell on the deck unwillingly, and at the same time, Mu, who was a little idle, finally had the strength to care about the battle situation.

Sure enough, the battle didn't go well. As a larger sailing ship than the Elis sailing ship, the biggest feature of the Hailan Pearl is that there are many more people on board. Moreover, looking at this number, it is estimated that Harlaus was also suspicious because the main fleet of the "Tooth Hunter" had not returned for a long time, so he also left a considerable number of combat units on the ship. Especially this king ship, this advantage is even more obvious, other ships can maintain the advantage for a period of time, fighting for the opportunity to burn the mast and sails, but Mu here, has been suppressed, except for the chaos at the beginning, the subsequent battle did not let the Nords take advantage of a little, coupled with the steady stream of soldiers pouring out of the bilge, which gave the Nords a huge pressure. Moreover, as the masts of the other ships were ignited one by one, the Ryordians quickly understood the purpose of the Nords, so they defended several important points without giving the enemy a chance.

The merchant slashed down a soldier again, then gritted his teeth and snapped the bolt that was stuck in his arm. Glancing at the "torches" that illuminated the night, and calculating the time, it seemed that the follow-up fleet was coming, and when the time came, the battle would be settled, but they must also hold out until that time.

The Nords on the king's ship, though valiant, had already suffered many casualties, and the balance of victory was constantly tilting in favor of Svadia, and to make matters worse, there were many more Swadian soldiers coming from the bilges to join the battle, and if this continued, it was only a matter of time before they were defeated.

Somehow had to be found to block the hatch. Mu looked around, slashed the two soldiers with his sword, and then took advantage of the situation to kill the Ryordian who was fighting Norton.

"Norton," he shouted as he rushed to General Nord, "find a way to get to the hatch!"

"Okay!" Norton was also a general after all, and understood Mu's thoughts for the first time. He wiped the blood from his face and shouted, "Everyone, come with me, rush!"

The Nord warriors around Norton quickly rallied and charged forward with their general. However, the Ryordian people are not vegetarians either, and their team quickly formed and rose to the challenge. Norton's charge was quickly halted due to a lack of troops, but it was still much closer to the hatch.

"Damn!" Norton's attacks were constantly repulsed, looking at the hatch not far away, a little unwilling, "Damn, it's almost there!"

"It doesn't matter. Mu, who was mixed in the crowd, did not lose heart, reached out and took out the jar containing black oil, and smashed it on the deck of the cabin door with a wave of his hand. Norton understood, and quickly ordered, "Throw them all at the door, quickly!" As he spoke, a dozen jars smashed into the door. Before the Swadia soldiers could react, Norton's axe was already in action, grazing the cheeks of several soldiers and slicing the burning torches near the hatch in two. He was the general of the "Frost Swallow", and he could cut the tether of the enemy ship with an axe on rough seas, and a torch a few steps away was a piece of cake for him.

All the Ryordians stared at their enemies, and no one noticed the self-dangling torch. However, it was this torch that the moment it fell on the deck, a wall of flames suddenly rose to the ground, and the Ryordian soldiers, who were still rushing outward, were caught off guard and turned into burning men in an instant, and could only roll around screaming, trying to extinguish the flames that were devouring their bodies. Unfortunately, the area at the hatch has long since become purgatory, and they fall, roll, and mourn only to become new fuel for the flames, and to end this meaningless life in agony.

This tragic scene made the people of Ryordian a little shaken, but even so, these soldiers who Harlaus trusted the most did not live up to the expectations of the lord, did not retreat, did not collapse, on the contrary, Mu and the Nords had been completely surrounded because of this charge.

Norton bowed, dodging a slash from his enemy, then lunged forward, shouldering the Raldian soldier to the ground. Norton picked up the axe from his waist and slashed into the skull of another unlucky man, while Mu, seeing the opportunity, also took a diagonal step and stabbed the saber into the eye socket of the soldier who had not had time to get up.

"Boss, what should I do?" Norton asked, kicking an enemy away.

"Insist," Mu replied, "Also, tell your people to stay away from the side of the ship." ”

"Coming?"

"It's coming. ”

Before Mu's words fell, a series of cracking sounds were heard in the distance, and a few silver lights suddenly flashed in the dark night, and at the same time, there was a roar mixed with screams from the side of the ship.

"It's coming. Mu wiped the blood from his face, and his voice was much more relaxed.

Who's coming? This kind of ship is a very distinctive type of Nord ship, and it is a special warship designed by the Nords for plunder. Its hull is medium, slightly smaller than the king's ship, but larger than the average longship, and it is equipped with one or two harpoon crossbows, which can be used for whaling in peacetime, and in wartime, the target ship can be pulled out of the tight protective formation by harpoons with thick ropes, which can be said to be a nightmare for maritime merchants.

Of course, this kind of ship is, after all, a medium-sized warship of the Nord ship series, and it is still too small for the Elis sailing ship to be shaken at all after anchoring, but what if there are ten, twenty? The battle on the deck was extremely fierce, and the Ryordians, who had been in the ascendancy, rushed to the side of the ship in a frenzy, intending to cut the rope tied to the harpoon, and the surrounded Nords were naturally uneven, and they also pounced quickly, and the Svadia soldiers were in a mess, and the wall of fire at the hatch was not extinguished for a long time, and the soldiers inside tried everything they could think of, but they could not stop the spread of the fire, and the support deck was lost, and the battle was even more stalemate. In this way, the royal ship of Haraus was dragged into the night, little by little.

Bang, a "torch", I don't know if it was because of the burning flames or the axe of the barbarians, finally could not withstand its own weight and collapsed.