Unlike the freedfolk swordsmen, who were unwell several times after ascending into the air, the strict military discipline of the slave warriors of Dufall still maintained their usual obedience. They drank oatmeal mixed with salted dried fruit and waited in the bilge for the latest instructions from their masters.

The blizzard seemed to be intensifying, and few soldiers walked on the deck, except for the loss guards who had to climb up the rope ladder to smash the ice shells, and the round-the-clock lookouts in the lookouts.

The young operational staff officers argued in the aft cabin of the Admiral's flagship flying boat:

"The prophecies of the mages reveal the location of those Medici, who are influencing the climate not too far from the fleet. ”

"We are short of coal, and the maximum sailing distance is simply not enough to reach Beit City, so we have to find a place to replenish it. ”

"That's just the sextant and the calculations of various tables, and we have to check it with a long gun and a short cannon. ”

......

The argument was put to an end by the Commander-in-Chief himself, the tall Silver Warrior who drew his dragonfly and threw it at random, the tip of his sword inserted into the sand, where the Medici mages gathered, "Then there will be a fight, and it will be clear after the fight." ”

With the help of eagle vultures and spell communication devices, the battle plan issued by the staff office was quickly implemented. Each officer in the "Flying Fortress" began to carry out their respective tasks:

The navigator changed the course of the airship according to the marked empty map, the ambassador carefully checked every weapon transported out of the warehouse, the governor urged the various slaves to assemble at the rehearsed location with a leather whip, and the head of the damage control team began to focus on checking the situation near the burning furnace......

Mercury steam rose from the staff room, and the "ice and snow trees" that caused the blizzard, which were the ones that were behind the storm, jumped above it. The mages of the U-sang army took out the six-style disc and repeatedly deduced it, and they wanted to make sure that the goal of the fleet was not a disguise created by illusion.

The blizzard began to develop to unpredictable levels, and it became increasingly difficult to communicate using the eagle. The situation of the damage management team is becoming less and less optimistic, and casualties have begun to occur during the mission of cleaning the airbags.

The situation with airships is not encouraging. The propellers driven by mules and horses have been loaded to full power, and these massive "flying fortresses" are still sluggish in the turbulence.

It's not that the commander didn't think about pulling the airship up to a high altitude with gentle airflow, but because the airbags froze after the snowfall, the volume of air dislodged and the lift were greatly reduced.

But they all firmly believe that this advanced weapon that is ahead of its time can withstand the wind and break through the dark clouds. As long as the airships are piloted above the Medici mage position, their power will surely make those people despair.

All the final preparations related to the attack are in full swing:

The beast slave who was in charge of raising the war beasts was diligently throwing the dried figs in his hand at the dart bats, and he had to be careful not to be bitten by these little things, and he had to be careful not to cut his fingers by the sharp iron nails in the dried figs;

The large number of Dufall slave warriors assembled on the rappel deck were lined up tightly together to keep warm, while repeatedly checking that the ropes and pulleys on themselves and their teammates were tightened, and it would not be long before they would have to save their lives;

The Free Folk Swordsman team was also ready to go at this time, and they all gathered around the captain at this time. During the airstrike, Captain Fan will shred the "Swarm Featherfall" scroll issued by the mage, and they will arrive on the battlefield after the slave samurai;

The gunners who operated the specially made national collapse cannon were the most nervous at this time, as they were most busy with preparations. In addition to repeatedly cleaning the chamber and arranging the ammunition reserves, they also had to hurry up and look through the adjustment manual—quickly reviewing the parabolic landing points at different distances after firing the shells from various heights......

Hard work is always rewarded, and the U-san seem to have had some good luck. As the airship group passed through a blizzard cloud in a "goose-shaped array", the blazing light of the westerly slanting sun in the sky penetrated through the dark clouds and sprinkled down.

On the snow-capped mountain tops in the distance, the last rays of sunlight shone like pearls. The long shadows cast by the mountain peaks lead everything at the foot of the mountain into darkness.

Only the ice-edged trunk that also shone with the blazing sun was so dazzling.

In the setting sun, a large number of flapping, shiny "elves" flew towards the Flying Fortress - it was an ice demon bat that had only been given the order to attack, and they launched a swarm attack on the Usang people with the greatest malice and cruelty at this moment.

The first to react were the dart bats that poured out of their nests, and these nail-hungry war beasts burst out of the wide open cage and pounced on the swept ice demon bats under the guidance of the red searchlight.

Dart bats vs ice demon bats. Both sides of the battle let out disgusting screams and attacked each other with spitting weapons.

The iron nails ruminated out of the abdominal cavity of the dart bat turned into bullets, and it only took one accurate shot to smash the ice demon bat into pieces;

The ice breath of the Ice Demon Bat can easily freeze opponents into ice cubes, and the corpse of this elemental creature will explode when it dies, and the splattered ice will turn into a deadly blade.

However, this contest was a contest of numbers, and the Wosang had to thank the conscientious beast slaves for feeding them a sufficient number of dart bats.

The airship had already locked onto the target, and the geese-shaped formation had changed into a double-column formation that surrounded and interspersed from both sides, tightly holding the Medici mage camp in its arms. The commanders had not yet ordered the altitude to be lowered to drop the samurai for the landing, and they were determined to show their opponents the deepest "terror".

The national collapse artillery began to fire from the Fawei, but each column could only fire from one side porthole. The gunners cheered up, no longer caring whether the angle of the gun was adjusted correctly, and they were ordered to dump the shells they had received from the ambassador.

Rumbling cannonballs rained down on the mage's camp from the sky, and some of the flowering cannonballs exploded in the air before they could even hit the ground, turning into a sky full of iron shards. The solid cannonballs, on the other hand, have an amazing impact through the gravitational potential energy, and the protective spells on the ground camp are often smashed to pieces by them just by flashing.

Under this carpet bombardment, the ballistas, which had been concealed by illusions, could not continue to conceal at all. Some Medici ballistamen tried to fire heavy spears to attack their opponents, but at this time the airship had not yet landed low enough to have enough range from the ballista.

When the camp was largely reduced to powder, the remaining mages retreated to the area around the Ice Tree. Together, they put up a protective spell against the bombardment, apparently to defend the weather weapon against the airship to the death.

Several clay golems emerged from the cave in ambush and hugged each other to form the pedestal guards of the branches of the giant tree, the rodent wall summoned by the spell master rose from the ground to block the giant tree, and the arcane runes shimmered and turned into several giant fists of force fields, constantly striking the attacking cannonballs......

The Usang airship changed its attack mode again, like a butterfly wearing flowers, and the two-column formation became a single column.

Underneath each airship, rows of holes were exposed at the bottom of several ships connected in tandem. Pieces of pottery, like large stilted flower pots, emerge from the holes.

Each of them was more than ten feet tall, and the top was sealed with paraffin, and a pole more than twenty feet long was inserted at the bottom, and there was an additional base below the shaft.

As the airships sailed in a line above the snow and ice, the "big guys" fell one after another. Due to the problem of the center of gravity, they maintain a vertical falling posture the whole time.

The vertical rod hits the ground or other obstruction, triggering the piston, and the paraffin wax on top bursts, spurting liquid. Then the piston was triggered again

Lighters, the liquid burns, tongues of fire dance wildly. And when the flame touches something in the clay pot, the entire jar is detonated.

The explosives contained some kind of silvery-white metal powder, which, when mixed with the alchemy potion, burst into flames that were difficult to look at. The wall of rodents that protected the wall of ice and snow in the middle was wiped out in a few breaths.

Even the clay golem could not face the heat of the alchemy flames, and many places on its body turned directly into lava. The Fist of the Force Field was completely unhelpful, and the clay pot shattered by the volley instead covered a larger area with deadly flames.

"Sure enough, art is an explosion!" muttered Quis, standing on the airship lookout.

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