Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords.

Chapter 412: Gu Na Wen Dian Yun

The heavy and loud sound of the horn completely drowned out all the sounds between heaven and earth.

Until the distance between the two sides exceeded a safe position, a shout that resounded through the heavens and the earth suddenly rang out!

The main theme of the battlefield is always hacking and killing, but today's naval battle is completely different.

The gunners of the "Storm's Fury" Legion frantically turned their mirror cannons, aiming at the enemy warships more than a mile away. More than a dozen mirror cannons made with alchemy glowed, and the magic power gathered into one point, then together formed more than a dozen beams of light, rushing straight ahead.

Boom boom boom!
A warship of the Persian Gulf Empire was unfortunately hit, making a shrill roar. Large straight holes appeared on the iron-clad hull. The turbulent sea water poured into the cabin, and countless Persian Gulf men jumped off the warship that was about to sink.

Fortunately, every strong man in the Persian Gulf is an excellent swimmer and will not drown in the boundless ocean.

However, this show of force made the fearless Persian Gulf men completely angry, and they gave crazy orders to the slave gunners around them.

More than a dozen magic crystal cannons carrying their anger flew far away towards the Debe barbarian army. Several of them landed on the deck and instantly melted the Sith soldiers on it. The steel armor they were wearing was as fragile as paper.

"It was just a plain artillery battle." The two sides fought back and forth, and the lord was amazed.

It was not that he was surprised by the power of the mirror cannons on both sides. Compared with the artillery battles in his previous life, the two sides were just playing house. It was just that Levi seemed to see some shadows of the artillery battles in his previous life.

If the situation continues to develop, the artillery battle between the two sides may reach the point where clustered artillery fire can hit targets from dozens of kilometers away.

It was too boring to stay in the rear, so the lord simply brought Cersini to the front line to watch the show. By then, even if something happened to the cargo ship carrying supplies, he could ride the black dragon queen back quickly.

The exchange of artillery fire soon ended, and the two sides had reached the distance for a boarding battle.

The three thousand silver-armored warriors of the Holy Sith Kingdom looked calmly at the enemy in the distance. They were the elite of the kingdom and had gone north to quell countless riots. The medals on their bodies that showed their achievements were enough to scare children to tears.

Even though the number of enemies was twice theirs, they showed no fear at all.

All they had to do was collide with each other and put up the springboard, and then they could jump onto the enemy's warship and deal a devastating blow.

Five thousand Persian Gulf men were licking their dry lips while holding scimitars. They were only wearing simple chain mail and scimitars, and their equipment was totally inferior to the silver cans on the opposite side. However, they firmly believed that with their advanced swordsmanship, they could easily cut off the enemy's heads.

This is a skill that every Persian Gulf man must master from a young age. Their rite of passage to adulthood even requires them to go alone and bring back the head of a wild beast.

This also makes them inherently fierce.

"Left-wing ships, ram them! Boarding battle!" Kain drew out his scimitar and gave the order with a sneer.

Every Persian Gulf soldier’s sword is sharp enough to chop off ten heads of the enemy, not to mention that their numbers are twice as many as their opponents.

Since the other party wants a boarding battle, let's satisfy them.

Countless hooks were thrown at the Sith ships. As the winches were used, the ships instantly came together. As wide gangplanks fell, the brave Persian Gulf sailors rushed along the gangplanks with scimitars tied to their hands. A fierce boarding battle broke out on several ships in an instant.

The clanging of swords and the screams of death mixed together, and blood quickly dyed the deck and the sea red.

The battle became stalemate. With its sophisticated equipment, the Sith fleet gradually gained the upper hand in the boarding battle. However, the bravery and life-for-life fighting style of the Persian Gulf sailors also gave the Sith soldiers a headache.

The flesh is tearing!
Life is crying!
Whenever a Sis soldier chopped down a Persian, several others would rush up and knock him to the ground. His heavy armor allowed him to withstand the enemy's scimitars, but it also made him more cumbersome, and soon several scimitars pierced through the gaps in his armor, leaving him covered in blood.

"Fight back! Fight back!" The officers of the Stormrage Legion roared madly.

If they failed in this battle, they would undoubtedly lose face in the Three Kingdoms, so they could not lose at all.

This is also the reason why General Tokae asked Storm Roar to take on this important task.

Because this elite army has already proven their strength with their past battle records.

A thousand horned eagle riders from the Persian Gulf Empire swooped down on the same number of golden eagle warriors from the Holy Sith Kingdom from a distance. They were as fast as swords and their eyes were as sharp as an eagle looking down at the lambs in the sky.

The Golden Eagle Warriors of the Holy Sith Kingdom, each of them is an eagle man with a pair of huge wings on their backs. They had already noticed the enemy's air cavalry and quickly dispersed their formation and took off into the air. This was not because they were afraid of running away, but because they had already mastered the tactics.

An eagle man never knows fear, but a mindless fight is just like a stupid goblin!

In the first wave of hand-to-hand combat, the Persian Gulf soldiers relied on their bravery to barely put the elite warriors of the "Storm's Fury" Legion at a disadvantage.

In the second collision, the Sith soldiers had become familiar with the other side's fighting style and began to form small teams to fight the enemy, making the Persian Gulf men miserable.

When the two armies collided for the third time, the situation was completely reversed!

Magic flowers immediately bloomed in the tense enemy camp, and this was the time when the number of people was the densest.

The priests of Telesi had waited a long time for this moment.

When the first wave of magic hit the crowd from the sky, time seemed to freeze and the air was suffocating.

Suddenly, a series of loud noises poured out at this moment.

The "Swift Wind Blade" cut off one strong body after another, and the "Burning Sea Explosion" swept through the area, leaving only charred corpses one after another...

Soldiers of the Persian Gulf Empire fell in large numbers, and the glaring blood made the sea surface look like the Red Sea.

To ordinary people, magicians are indeed as powerful as gods, and they cannot even withstand low-level magic, not to mention that these priests of Taylor are at least high-level magicians, and they only use the mid-level magic that they are best at.

Not dealing with this group of magicians first would be a disrespect to them.

And this kind of contempt will mean ending in heavy losses.

General Tokay, who was commanding the battle, smiled slightly at this moment: "We will definitely win!"

His confidence is not without reason.

The situation of the Persian Gulf Empire is indeed not good.

Facing the priests of Taylor, the Persian Gulf soldiers had no way to deal with them. It was not that no one wanted to jump onto the warship where the magicians were and deal with them, but the magic swordsmen who had just sneaked up and closed their eyes like a stubborn stone suddenly opened their eyes and shot out a sharp lightning, which was as shocking as thunder across the night sky.

Before the men from the Persian Gulf could react, a two-handed sword wrapped in fire elements split the man in half along with his armor.

Normally these guys are just there to scare people, but once someone tries to attack the priest behind them, the power they suddenly unleash is as terrifying as a tiger.

At this point in time, the commander-in-chief of the Persian Gulf Army, Kain, frowned.

But when he saw the horned eagle knights approaching the enemy fleet, his brows relaxed slightly.

"But what on earth do these bastards want to do? They all divided into small teams and retreated, covering the entire sky, and avoided us as soon as we chased them. Such a scattered formation makes it difficult for my horned griffon men to perform well..." Kain couldn't help but complain.

Even though he was completely at a disadvantage in the boarding battle, he was not in a hurry, because the horned eagle riders with killing weapons would let these Sith guys experience the ups and downs of life.

The opponent's eagle man is thinner than the Persian Gulf man, and the result of a head-on confrontation can only be that his chest and abdomen will be dug open by the horned eagle's sharp claws.

However, due to their small stature, their difficult flying skills, extremely fast speed, flexible posture, and amazing turns are something that the horned eagle riders will never be able to achieve in their lifetime.

Therefore, they avoided engaging in battle, and the horned eagle riders could only watch in despair.

Kain couldn't help but wonder whether the other party avoided fighting because they were afraid of the brave Eagle Knight, or whether they had some secret plan.

However, none of this mattered anymore. What mattered was that his horned eagle riders had already risen high above the enemy fleet.

"Tsk tsk, next my horned eagle riders will use the 'Big Fire Banner' and the 'Bronze Smoke Lantern' to teach these Sith guys a lesson!"

"The range of these sacrificial vessels infused with divine power in the priest temple is as high as 700 meters. The enemy's mirror cannons and magicians have no way to deal with the highly maneuverable air cavalry. Once the horned eagle riders enter the range..."

The scar-faced general grinned grimly, pulling the centipede-like scar on his face, looking extremely terrifying. It only took three pulses... No, it only took two pulses now!
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Levi had been standing as the crew member of the main ship, the Forge, at the front where the officers and nobles were, observing the battlefield with a telescope.

Just when the vanguard army of the Persian Gulf Empire was on the verge of defeat, he clearly saw the riders riding on the backs of horned eagles take out a small triangular flag engraved with mysterious spells and a bronze glass oil lamp from their waists.

Swish swish!
As they waved small flags, they blew gently on the oil lamps.

Suddenly, straight streaks of flame and straight streams of black smoke flew straight into the camp of the Holy Sith Kingdom below.

Just like before, when the magicians of Telesi cast spells and the soldiers of the Persian Gulf Empire had no way to escape, now all the soldiers of the "Storm's Fury" Legion were crowded on the ship, surrounded by people, and could only watch the magic used by the enemy's magic equipment fall from above their heads.

General Tokae was shocked for a moment, and then he continued to command the battle calmly: "My Lords, I will ask you to intercept these spells from now on."

His fists had unconsciously clenched.

Logically speaking, having experienced so many battles, he should not be nervous about such a defeat, but Tokai soon understood that this war was not just for victory, but also for the face of the Sith Kingdom.

The leaders of so many countries were watching from behind. If it was just a narrow victory, it would not only be shameful for him, but also for the entire Sith Nation.

Therefore, he could not tolerate any loss, and this sudden change made him unusually nervous.

The Taylor priests felt a great deal of pressure. These single-shot spell attacks could not possibly reach the level of mid-level spells, but there were too many of them! It really came too suddenly!

They had no time to prepare more powerful defensive magic and could only use their best spells.

Colorful magic flew into the sky and collided head-on with the enemy's falling single magic.

"Boom~" There was a fierce chain explosion of elements, and all the spells of the priests failed. They intercepted nearly half of the enemy's magic, but the rest all fell into the crowd.

Levi quietly looked at the Sith soldier whose body was engulfed in flames and covered in black smoke, with his flesh and bones torn apart. His shrill screams seemed to be heard from dozens of miles away.

The noble officers beside him who were watching the battlefield with him all lost their voices, as if their throats had been cut.

For a moment, the only sound was the sound of swallowing saliva.

No one expected that just a vanguard army would have so many magical equipment, and they had not been revealed until now.

It’s so hidden!

"Notify the Golden Eagle Knights to use the 'Gunawin Electric Cloud' immediately!" Tokay roared in a low voice like an angry old lion.

This single attack caused the "Storm Fury" Legion to lose nearly four hundred soldiers, and he only brought three thousand in total. If he let the other side continue, they might really be overturned.

The staff beside the old man knew that their old general was completely furious, and did not dare to delay at all, and quickly crushed a small red crystal in his hand.

And the Golden Eagle Knights far away in the sky, one of the crystals hanging on their chests also shattered in an instant. Although the plan had not been completed yet, they could no longer care too much.

He raised the cloud-like disk that he had been holding in his hand high above his head and finished the mantra chanting in an instant.

The magic nodes they had arranged in advance were activated one by one, starting a chain reaction. A thick fog that was so thick that one could not see one's hand in front of one's face appeared out of nowhere and instantly enveloped the sky where the horned eagle riders were.

People outside could only see electric snakes rising in the thick fog, like flying dragons.

"Hahaha, do these Sith guys think they are worthy enough to challenge our Persian Gulf warriors?" Kain laughed triumphantly, but his pride did not last long before he stopped abruptly like a duck with its neck strangled.

In the thick fog, horned eagle riders with electric sparks all over their bodies kept falling down, just like dumplings, falling silently into the sea.

The Persian Gulf officers beside him collectively exclaimed.

"What is this? When exactly is this happening? How can such a powerful group magic be silent?" Kain was shaking all over, as if he was suffering from epilepsy.

He could only watch helplessly as the horned eagle riders continued to fall from the thick fog in the sky and could do nothing.

He didn't even know what happened in the thick fog, whether it was the lightning that attacked his brave horned eagle warriors, or something else.

(End of this chapter)