The winter moon came earlier than expected, probably because of the proximity to the Sea of Ciri, and there seemed to be a hint of residual heat in the cold and humid sea breeze.

Dozens of steel-walled magic ships loomed in the morning mist, rows of cold cannon muzzles glowing with a cold cold light.

The forward camp steam chariots on the shore are ready, Terran soldiers wipe their swords, dwarves make one last check of their muskets, and priests cast buff spells on every soldier around them.

Suddenly, a low sound of war drums and long trumpets came from the direction of the Sacher Mountains in the thick fog.

The mist rolled and surged, and one after another hung carrion......

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