A heavy roar sounded like thunder in the sky, resounding from outside the harbor of Bright Star City, accompanied by a huge sound, meteor-like fireballs rose from the sea, with billowing smoke one after another, and large expanses of rubble, smoke, screams, and screams of flesh tearing constantly echoed in the air.

And on the surface of the sea, large and small long boats full of soldiers almost covered the water outside the entire port, shouting and shouting hard, and the harbor towards Bright Star City approached extremely quickly. The entire sea was filled with the frenzied shouts of the Turin army, and the dense tuxetail flags almost obscured the sky.

Outside the harbor, on the six battleships of Turin that were gathered, creaking trebuchets were still throwing flaming stone cannons at the port fortress of Bright Star City, bombarding the seemingly crumbling city walls, the broken walls were burning in flames and roars, the collapsed ruins were everywhere, and the tragic death of Dominica soldiers almost filled the entire dock!

On the flagship not far away, Lusen Minest, who was wearing a crimson cloak, frowned tightly, and his hands on the side of the ship had even begun to turn blue, looking at the Dominica defenders who were still fighting back towards the sea in the distance, and his heart was extremely nervous but also extremely expectant.

After besieging it for so long, Sir Leonardo finally agreed to Luceen's "raid plan" - to concentrate his forces on the harbor of Bright Star City, and then take the towers and fortifications there.

This incomparably strong fortress is the core of the entire city defense of Bright Star City, like an arrow inserted into a shield, and the lighthouse of Bright Star City, which is guarded by the fortress, is the tallest tower in the entire city. Once these two most important strongholds in the entire Bright Star City are breached, the entire city will be shrouded in the intimidation of the flaming goshawk, and the fragile defense line may be torn to shreds at any time, and there is no other choice but to surrender!

Having lost its fleet, the Bright Star City could not stop the fleet of the Turin Expeditionary Force from attacking from the port, and their pathetic army of citizens, a handful of mercenaries, and noble guards had been crushed by the Knights of the Sacred Tree, and they had no courage to leave the city except to cower behind the walls.

In Luthen's prediction, the battle was already extremely easy - a full six warships, thousands of elite soldiers organized a strong attack, to take the castle and towers that had long been neglected to defend should be as simple as a walk. But there are always a few things in this world that can get people's wishes.

The citizens of Bright Star City, who had already lost their fighting spirit, finally broke out with an extremely strong will to fight when the city was destroyed, and the nobles in the city seemed to have finally woken up a little. Immediately after the expeditionary force launched the attack, they began to deploy supplies and soldiers, organized soldiers to hold the port fortress, and even raised the battle flag at the top of the tower - unless the city is broken, they will fight to the end!

The trebuchets on the battleship were still bombarding the walls of the fortress, and the assembled Turin soldiers on the sea had already rushed to the shore, one by one jumping into the waist-deep icy waters, shouting one after another, like the blood-colored waves of the rising tide quickly flooding the docks that had long been reduced to ruins, and rushing to the walls of the port fortress!

Vast expanses of arrows poured down from the city walls, and the screams reverberated over the charging Turin army, and the soldiers who rushed ahead immediately raised their shields and strode forward against the heavy planks filled with arrows, and the arrows with blood and fire caused a scream in the crowd.

One by one, the soldiers of Turin, carrying arrows like locusts, shouted slogans and climbed the walls. Many of them had barely climbed halfway before screaming as they were pierced through their throats and heads by head-on arrows, and their broken bodies fell directly from the city walls.

But the stubborn Turin soldiers, led by the centurion and a number of knights from the south, rushed up the walls, and after tearing through the defenses of the walls, the whole army rushed to the breach like a frenzy. The scrambled Bright Star City Citizen Army screamed in panic, and even many of the noble guards and experienced mercenaries lost their composure and were slaughtered by the Turin soldiers wielding the flaming Goshawk Banner.

Even so, the Dominicans did not give up their desire to survive, and the tattered banners were hunting at the tops of the towers, and the armies in different styles of armor and overcoats were still fighting each other on the walls covered with blood and fire. More and more Turin soldiers rushed to the walls and collided with the Dominican warriors hiding behind the battlements.

The battlements of the city walls, which had been deliberately built for defense, were filled with terrifying spear tips and arrows, and the soldiers of Turin who were constantly climbing up flowed out of the cracks in the walls like pools of blood.

"Get the battleship closer, and all the trebuchets will be aimed at that tower - destroy it and we'll be able to attack the inner city of Bright Star City through the gap!" Lusen, who saw the frustration of the army, pointed to the towering tower and shouted to several officers beside him, "All the ships turn the rudder to the right and sail in!"

"You want to enter the port?" the officer hesitated, "but in that case, if the enemy launches a counterattack, or if there is an ambush by the fleet, we may not be able to get out." ”

"Their only army has been routed by us, the main force of the Purple Sail Mercenary Regiment and the navy have been blocked in Fort Clarion, what other soldiers can come up with to surprise us?!" Lu Sien's expression was extremely hideous: "Now is the best time to capture the walls of Bright Star City—don't you want to get this glory?!"

Achievements, honors, and future ...... The officers, attracted by these dazzling words, no longer doubted, and the six battleships marched forward and backward towards the harbor, and the trebuchets on board began to creak, all aimed at the magnificent tower that stood on the pier.

The soldiers of Dominica on the city walls were still fighting desperately, but the fragile defenses could no longer withstand the advance of the Turin army, and the shouting knights raised their silver swords in their hands, killing the militia who were still screaming in horror. Standing on the bow of the flagship, Lu Sien had already shown a happy smile and couldn't wait to raise his right hand......

"What's that?!"

The exclamation of the officer behind him made Lu Sien look up, and his eyes, which were still full of excitement, instantly widened in surprise - a red light suddenly flashed in the sky, and the hot flames seemed to be burning even the air!

Lusen's consciousness suddenly went blank, and he suddenly remembered what his father had told him in the past - the blood-colored "clouds" in the sky of Seahorse Harbor, the burning flames were like torrential rain, the red waves were rolling, the flagship of the Minest family across the sea, and the accumulation of two generations of hardships turned into a sea of fire!

A dry wind howled and swept across the land with a wave of hot heat. The Turin soldiers on the battlefield stared in amazement at the strange scene in the sky, and the thick smoke and dust almost covered the entire sky. The militia of Bright Star City, who were still struggling to hold on to the city wall, cheered loudly one by one, as if they had seen victory.

"Quick, hurry up and let all the soldiers withdraw, and don't continue the attack!" Lusen, who had woken up from his surprise, shouted to the officer behind him in a panic: "Give up today's attack, and all the battleships will immediately turn around and evacuate from the port!"

"Retreat now?" but ......"

"Already! no! what is it!" Luce En grabbed his collar hysterically, widened his eyes and shouted, completely devoid of his usual polite appearance, and his hoarse voice was as sharp as a rooster's crow: "If we don't retreat, we will all die here, those people on the city wall are already dead, do you still want all of them to die here?!"

Startled, the herald hurriedly blew the horn of retreat, and the rapid sound of the horn echoed over the harbor of Bright Star City.

However, it was already too late.