Chapter 1363: The Swinging Scales (Asking for a Monthly Pass)
On the top of the great temple in the Vatino, a thin layer of snow has fallen. Read in full text
At the top of the roof, Lorraine held up the high-powered telescope in her hand and looked out at the sea in the distance.
At this time, the snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the huge figure of the Victory had already disappeared behind the wind and snow, and only when the battleship guns fired a salvo on the surface of the sea, the orange fire would fall into his eyes through the heavy snowflakes and through the magnification of the telescope.
Above the temple, hundreds of war fortresses are engaged in fierce battles in the air.
Their figures are flying back and forth under the dark clouds, and you come and go. The glow of spells and cannons crisscrossed the air, forming strange patterns.
Every now and then, a missable magic cannon will fall from the sky, with a huge whistle, smashing into the Vatino City, and then splashing a large green mist, corroding the street or wall into a large black hole.
At this time, everyone who walks around the city must cling to the corner of the wall like a mouse, and at the same time, one eye must always be kept to the sky, beware of the danger of sudden fall.
Fortunately, the streets of the Vatino were empty at this time, and most of the people in the Vatino City were hiding in the basement except for the necessary combatants.
Even on the top of the temple, Lorraine was alone.
Both Patroud and his officers were busy directing the battle at the front.
Vera was not interested in this kind of battle, and went to play with the white and tender Luo Xiaolin in the basement of the Papal Palace.
Some of Vera's fellow villagers were working, and all of them who weren't working had gone out to hunt for wild foodβthe Lich's head.
Although as a third party, they have a tacit understanding with the lich and will not participate in the war for the time being. But 'if you don't get caught, you don't break the law' is the creed of the lives of all the great politicians in the world, including criminals, and petty hooligans like Leole's second master.
Dragons are no exception to being intelligent creatures, especially when stimulated by huge bonuses, they are all full of vitality.
And it is said. To be on the safe side, they also have a backup plan in place to claim to be 'temporary' in case the lich finds out, and then run away.
However, until now, it seems that the ruffians have not started this program.
At this moment, another shell whizzed. With a long trail of trails, it fell from the sky. Then it exploded not far away, blowing a house to pieces.
Lorraine, on the other hand, ignored the cannonballs and magic cannons flying overhead, and held up the telescope in his hand. Keep glancing at the sky, lower testicles baldness i system annoyed banana punishment β straw mu?
Suddenly, a gray head appeared at the entrance of the stairway.
He leaned on the door frame and carefully glanced at the sky above him, only to see that among the snowflakes flying overhead, all kinds of bright lights kept flashing, and the battle was raging.
Mazovia sighed helplessly, carefully walked out of the corridor, and walked towards Lorraine while looking up at the sky.
"Sir. Mazovia smiled wryly. Said: "Sir, it's too unsafe here......"
As soon as he said this, a dark spell flew from the top of the temple with his tail and smashed into the large square in front of the temple.
Lord Luo couldn't help but laugh secretly in his heart at his actions. But then he stretched out his hand, helped him steady, and then said with a smile: "Old Ma, why are you here?"
Mazovia also knew that he was making a fool of himself, so he laughed dryly and said, "Sir, it's too dangerous here, let's go down." β
Lorraine shook her head. "There's no better place in the city than here.
Besides, it would be as difficult for those undead to hit the temple from the sky as it would be for you to throw a stone from the roof and smash it at a beetle on the ground. β
Mazovia shrugged helplessly, and said secretly in his heart: It's easy to say, you can resist the attack of the high priest. It's no problem to resist the dark spell of a magic cannon, but I can't do it~!
Although he is also a dignified bishop, most of his energy over the years has been devoted to dealing with the affairs of the Holy See. The strength has regressed greatly.
With his current personal strength, there is no problem in hard-topping a lich, but it is extremely difficult to top a magic cannon.
But since he came, he could only accompany Lord Lorraine to stand here, otherwise he would be too timid.
Standing on the top of the high temple, despite the wind and snow, the Vatino was still in full swing, and even the flames of the explosion of cannonballs outside the city could be cleared.
Judging from the intensity of gunfire and artillery fire, the enemy has launched another large-scale offensive to the west.
In addition to this, from time to time there are several war fortresses, which pass over the battlefield at ultra-low altitudes.
Mazovia saw several large bird-like war fortresses with his own eyes, chased a black war fortress of the undead clan, swooped down from the air, chased it until it was more than ten meters above the ground, and finally shot it down and planted it on the ground.
This battle lasted almost a whole day, and although the demons repeatedly failed to attack, they still continued to attack.
The battlefield is still in a stalemate.
An officer of the Eagle Division ran up panting, gave a quick salute to Lorraine, and then said hurriedly: "The enemy from the west has broken through the first line of defense, and the division commander has ordered to retreat to the second line of trenches.
However, it didn't last long. β
"Breakthrough?" Mazovia exclaimed, this was the first time in several days that a Semitic army had broken through the outermost trench of the Vatino.
Lorraine nodded, indicating that she understood. Then he turned his head and planned to continue watching the battle. But then Mazovia's face turned pale, and he couldn't help but feel a little unbearable. The other party is also a person in his sixties and seventies, but he still stands up and accompanies himself here.
If you want to make him so frightened all the time, it seems a little unreasonable.
Therefore, he coughed lightly and explained calmly: "The outer line of defense is used to consume the enemy's living forces.
As long as the enemy continues to onslaught, it is natural to be broken through, and there is no need to make a fuss. β
Mazovia's eyes rolled, and he said in a low voice: "Sir, when will we win this battle?"
Lorraine put down the binoculars and glanced at Mazovia, as if piercing the thoughts in his heart, and laughed. "You're worried that we'll be defeated, right?"
Mazovia hurriedly waved his hand and said continuously: "No, no, we always firmly believe that under the light of the great God of Light, under the wise leadership of His Majesty the Pope, and under the command of you, the lord, the future victory will definitely belong to us." β
Lorraine glanced at him: these bastards are really extraordinary. This set of words is so smooth that it comes as soon as you open your mouth.
Although the lord is also a dignified governor, he usually holds all kinds of office meetings, including 'encouraging childbirth', but he wants to do what he does. But it will take time~!
The current lord has also mixed in officialdom, and he will no longer be disturbed by the other party's nonsense as before, and it is easy to distinguish the key points in Mazovia's words.
He knew in his heart that the 'we' in Mazovia's mouth probably represented all the cardinals in the Holy See.
In today's battle, the enemy dispatched several times as many troops as himself, and the sea, land and air forces were fighting at the same time, and the bishops in the Holy See probably had their hearts hanging in their throats at the moment.
The old man must have been pushed out to inquire about the news.
Lorraine gestured to the battlefield ahead. He said in a deep voice: "There is an old saying, only by understanding the enemy and knowing yourself can you win all battles."
The number of enemies is several times that of ours, yes, but we have an intelligence advantage - the dynamics on the battlefield, the movement of the enemy in real time are under our control. So that we can deal with it calmly.
We also have a firepower advantage. Shells and machine guns were enough to keep the enemy out of the walls.
We also have a technological superiority, whether it is infantry weapons, war fortresses, or battleships, we are one era ahead of the enemy.
Therefore, it is very difficult for the enemy to defeat us.
There's only one way for them to win~!"
"What's the solution?" asked Mazovia nervously.
"Consume~!" Lorraine sneered and said, "Drain our bodies, drain our ammunition." Drain our morale.
It has to be said that the Semitic generals are not stupid either, they have found the right tactics, and the enemy is now consuming us with their superior forces. β
Mazovia was a little flustered and said, "What should we do then? We can't fall into the enemy's trap." β
"The great thing about attrition is that you can't avoid war. I can only grit my teeth and consume him. Lorraine patiently explained: "Whoever drags down first." Of course, the shape in front of us is not optimistic about us, and if we continue to consume like this, the defense line will be loosened tomorrow. β
"This,
This ......," said Mazovia, speechless, shaking her hands.
Lorraine patted him on the shoulder and said, "The enemy has pressed all their strength and has not left any reserves.
We, too, have all the forces I can mobilize into battle. Now the battle is like a balance of balance.
Want to change the balance ......"
"Add weights to the scales. Mazovia said at once that he was too familiar with the scales, and often used them when weighing gold.
"Yes," Lorraine nodded, "and the balance may be about to be upset." β
As he spoke, he raised his glasses and looked out to sea.
At this time, with the fierce battle of the ships, the naval battle battlefield has extended to the coast of the Vatino, and the Semitic warships can be faintly seen on the sea.
The Victory was now east of those Semitic ships.
Captain Glendin stared at the Semitic battleship rushing towards him with full sails, snorted disdainfully, and said, "The rudder is full again, and the right gun emplacement is ready to fire." β
The massive hull of the Victory began to turn, the bow quickly turned to the right, and the entire battleship tilted to the right.
The bow of the ship quickly pointed to the southeast, and Captain Glending immediately shouted: "Raise half sail~!"
The sailors on the rope crawled up and down the rope like apes, and the white sails "brushed" and fell.
The artillerymen on the starboard side, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately opened fire on the Semitic battleship.
At this time, because the Semitic navy was chasing the Victory, the distance between them became very small, and the artillery of the battleships was cheap.
The speed of the Victory suddenly increased a little faster.
Captain Glending grabbed the intercom and shouted, "Mr. Pock, how is our darling?"
There was a shout with the sound of electricity coming from the intercom, "It's good, it's never been better than it is now." β
"How long will it last?"
Mr. Puck shouted excitedly: "You can take as long as you want, the god of light is above, I already smell the smell of gold coins~!"
Ula, long live the steam engine~!
Long live the great industrial revolution~!
This is the power of civilization. Demon cubs, tremble~!
......β
Glending threw down the intercom and muttered, "These stinking intellectuals. It's just a bunch of madness. β
The Victory rode across the wide ocean, defeating the Semitic naval fleet with heavy losses, but after several hours of fierce fighting, the numerical superiority of the Semitic navy was slowly being brought into play, and at this moment their ships were already covering the sea.
The sentry on the mast reported the latest discovery, and the first mate Jack immediately alerted Captain Glendin when he received it, and he said a little nervously, "My lord, there is a Semitic ship right ahead. They have gone east of us. β
At the beginning of the naval battle, the Semitic navy was divided into two, one facing the battle head-on and the other outflanking. At this time, the outflanked Semitic fleet finally ran to the east of the Victory, blocking the sea route of the Victory's advance.
The space for the Victory and the whole fleet to operate was suddenly compressed a lot.
Captain Glending nodded and said, "It's a matter of time. β
Now there are two options in front of him, either lead the whole fleet to rush in directly, the Semitic navy is estimated to be unable to stop the Victory, but it is also possible to be surrounded by the enemy, especially the fast gunboats that have been covering the battleship, it is difficult for them to penetrate the enemy's ship formation.
Either you turn around and retreat eastward, and then fight after opening up a distance from the enemy. But in this way the coast of the Vatino was exposed, and the enemy could go ashore directly.
Captain Glending thought for a few seconds, and said decisively: "Full sails, rush up, no matter what, the enemy's transport ships can't rush to the beach, let the gunboat stick to our port side." β
The fleet suddenly accelerated again, and bravely rushed towards the Semitic fleet.
At this time, the Semitic warship blocking the front of the Victory was desperately turning its head. Avoid exposing your belly to a giant ship of humans.
Fast gunboats also spread their sails full and glide across the sea at maximum speed.
Glending grabbed the intercom and said in a loud voice, "Mr. Puke, I need to be faster." β
"No problem~!" Mr. Puck replied excitedly, followed by another frantic roar.
In the next second, the roar of the boilers seemed to suddenly become louder, and the speed of the battleship was already approaching twenty knots, propelled by the combined force of the wind and the steam engine.
The Victory took the lead. The bow of the ship plunged into the queue of the Semitic navy, and a double-decked Semitic warship in front of it was hurriedly turning its sails and turning around, but as soon as it turned sideways, the Victory crashed into it at high speed.
The bow tip of the Victory is covered with a layer of steel plates one inch thick, which is prepared for special situations.
With a loud bang, the battleship's high bow crashed directly into the port side of the Semitic battleship.
The opposing ship's ships were less than half the height of the Victory class. A small ship with a displacement of three hundred tons was certainly no match for battleships with a displacement of three thousand tons.
Under the tremendous impact force, the Victory slowly sliced the Semitic warship directly through the middle like a blunt knife.
When the sailors on the Semitic warships saw this, they shouted and jumped into the sea like dumplings to escape.
The prehistoric monster-like Victory class shook a few times, slowed down suddenly, and the bow of the ship pushed the wreckage of the Semitic warship forward, like a tiger holding a chicken in its mouth.
The Semitic battleship was rapidly entering the water and sinking, and after more than ten seconds of impact, the bow of the Victory crushed the keel of the Semitic battleship, and the ship was completely broken in two, and was pushed away by the Victory, and quickly disappeared into the icy sea, leaving a plate of broken wood around the Victory.
The scene in front of him taught the Semitic navy a vivid lesson: don't be caught by this big ship.
Their small bodies were not enough to withstand a close encounter with the Victory.
The Glending fleet nodded with satisfaction, although the Victory class did not consider ramming tactics when it was built, but the sturdiness of the hull was also incomparable to other warships, and then grabbed the intercom and said, "I am the captain, report the damage,"
"There was a crack on the port side that got water, so it's not a big problem. β
"A small hole has broken on the starboard side, and it is flooding, and we can plug it in ten minutes~!"
Glending nodded with satisfaction and said, "Very good." β
The su zhì of these sailors is very good.
The Victory-class led the entire fleet, pierced deep into the enemy's ship formation, and staggered past one Semitic warship after another, no more than a hundred meters away.
The ballistae of the Semitic battleships kept firing at the battleships, and dozens of arm-thick crossbow arrows were quickly inserted into the hulls of the three battleships.
A few rocks flew out of the bow of the Semitic battleship and smashed heavily into the battleship, but nothing more was achieved than smashing a section of the plank on the side of the ship and smashing two holes in the deck - the Semitic seemed determined to capture the battleships, and even destructive weapons such as explosive crystals were useless.
This also made the Terran Navy very confused, speculating whether the demon race was poor and didn't even have a weapon like an explosive crystal.
However, this is good news for the Terrans.
Those artillerymen seized the opportunity, held back their strength, and fired wildly at the enemy ship at a close range of more than ten meters.
At such a close distance, the sailors on both sides could even find out each other's appearances, and it was difficult for the artillery to miss.
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Flying sawdust even hit the cabin artillerymen.
The fast gunboats finally seized the opportunity, they have been like chickens, protected by the battleship under their wings, and can only touch their small guns, and the battleship masturbation.
At this moment, the enemy finally appeared within their range.
The deck of a gunboat was open with six 40-mm guns, two in the bow, two in the stern, and two in the deck superstructure, and the gun emplacements could be rotated in all directions.
The gunners on the gunboat turned all the guns around, and the guns with fixed shells had an extremely high rate of fire, and the shells were scattered like water on the Semitic battleships.
Several gunboats grabbed the nearest enemy ship and bombarded it, and in the high-speed fire, dense explosions enveloped the entire battleship, shattering the soldiers, masts, ropes, and hulls on it little by little. The Semitic warship was like a watermelon chopped by a knife.
The Semitic warships also returned fire with ballistae, some piercing the sails of the gunboats, some piercing the hulls, and some even hitting the steel-hull shields of the guns with a loud bang.
The battlefleet and fast gunboats tore through the dense formation of the Semitic navy with powerful firepower, like sharp swords, and they were about to penetrate the Semitic naval array.
At this moment, a shrill and piercing hiss sounded from the rear of the Semitic navy, and dozens of black shadows rose from there, and they spread their wide black robes and pounced on the three battleships like bats.
The lichs who have been hidden for a long time have finally appeared~!