ebookslot Chapter 138 Veronie Won The Golden Feather Naval Battle, And The Namibian Defense Line Was Broken? !
Chapter 138 Veronie Won The Golden Feather Naval Battle, And The Namibian Defense Line Was Broken? !
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In front of you, look around.
The number is the same as them, and there are more than one hundred warships.
However, the more than twenty treasure ships simply blinded Harare and the others.
If they hadn't seen the flags on it, all of which were the flags of the Golden Feather Kingdom of Veroni, they would really feel that this was the combined fleet of navies of several countries.
"Ha, General Harare, we, what shall we do now?"
The adjutant asked nervously, and at the same time his head was in a mess, completely confused.
The shipyard of Veroni Golden Feather Kingdom has always had their eyeliner, why they don't know why there are so many treasure ships.
However, when he asked this question, Harare also looked uncomfortable as if he was constipated.
The distance between the two sides is so close, and with the unfavorable wind direction, it is impossible to jump.
With a "clang" sound, he pulled out the saber from his waist and gave the order in the direction of the navy of Verony's Golden Feather Kingdom.
"The battle formation is unfolding! Everyone is ready to fight!"
Looking at the naval warships of the Kingdom of Toulouse slowly unfolding towards the two sides in the distance, on the flagship of the Veronie Golden Feather Navy, the Minister of the Navy Sango personally took command. Navy coat.
Even in this cold Baibing Ocean, except for his face, he basically didn't feel much coldness on his body.
"The battle formation is unfolded, and the attacking units are ordered to be ready. After entering the range, attack immediately!"
Sango's eyes were full of heat.
Defeating the navy of the Kingdom of Toulouse, his name Sango will also leave a trace in the naval history of Veronie Golden Feather and Saint-Western Continent.
At the same time, this naval battle is not just a major event for Sango alone.
Suo Fia also needs the victory of this naval battle, so that the bravery of Veroni Golden Feather will officially resound throughout the mainland, and her current position will be stabilized just like the confidence of the citizens of Veroni Golden Feather Kingdom.
For this reason, Sofia took Ulysses with her for more than a year, and most of the money obtained from "stealing" gold from the gold coins of various countries was used for the secret construction of these treasure ships.
The Kingdom of Toulouse watches over the naval shipyards of the Golden Feather Kingdom of Veronese, but never thinks about it.
Under the leadership of Sofia's confidant Ariana, Sofia has let people build shipyards one by one on the overseas islands that were occupied by pirates.
In addition to the three treasure ships built by Veroni's Golden Feather Navy, at the moment Sofia ascended the throne, he already had a total of twenty-three standard treasure ships.
As the distance between the two sides continued to narrow.
Under the command of Sango, the fleet of Veronese Golden Feather Kingdom looks like a falcon with its wings spread all the time.
The two blockade lines composed of twenty-three treasure ships, like a city wall that once moved on the sea, were blown by the cold wind and moved towards the oppression of the navy of the Kingdom of Toulouse.
And on its wings, perhaps God Bless the Queen, blown by the steady and powerful sea breeze.
The standard 60-meter-long wooden warships also spread out from the two wings at this moment.
Accompanied by the treasure ships in the front row on Sango's side, there were several sounds of breaking through the air.
The thick crossbow bolts of the bed crossbow, tied with the Genist cocktail that had been ignited, shot towards the Kingdom of Toulouse.
"Boom! Bang!"
The sound of the crossbow arrow hitting the hull and the shattering of the Molotov cocktail was so piercing to the ears of the Toulouse naval soldiers.
Accompanied by a burst of scorching flames under the burning of kerosene, it swept across the entire bow in an instant, and billowing black smoke also came from the burning ship of the Kingdom of Toulouse.
Amidst the screams, as soon as the battle started, a Toulouse sea soldier whose body was already stained with flames jumped into the sea in horror.
"Ah ah ah ah! Put out the fire!"
"Leave him alone! Shoot! Bed crossbow fire!"
"Hurry up and fire the oil missiles! The Kingdom of Verony and the Golden Feather are using the naval weapons of the Kingdom of Prouker!"
On the side of the Kingdom of Toulouse, despite the chaos, both sides have entered the range of each other.
A brutal sea battle began.
The navy of the Kingdom of Toulouse relied on things like trebuchets to throw the crock pot containing kerosene high with a lit fuze.
This kind of attack, which can be described as rough, is so ridiculous in Sang Ge's eyes.
The naval formation of Veroni Golden Feather Kingdom is scattered, plus the opponent's crude incendiary bombs without windproof function.
Not to mention the throwing distance of the trebuchet, it all depends on God's will.
Even if it was a lucky hit, the fuze had already been blown out in mid-air by the cold sea wind.
"Bang bang bang!"
And just when the distance between the ships on both sides was only tens of meters, there was a crisp sound and the gray smoke exploded.
Some naval soldiers who were about to manipulate the equipment on the ship and wanted to throw the kerosene crock on the Veroney Golden Feather battleship felt a burst of scorching heat coming from their bodies, and they were shot down to the ground by a huge force.
Some naval soldiers holding kerosene crocks were directly smashed into pieces.
Under the touch of sparks and high temperature, the kerosene poured down on the head instantly ignited.
"Ahhhhh!"
Under Sango's calm command, and the superiority of Veroni Golden Feather's naval literacy and weapons, the final result of this naval battle is basically doomed.
Unlike the Prouker Kingdom, which also accepts captives.
Suo Fia directly ordered Sango to execute all the navy. After all, Veronie Golden Feather is a commercial country, and its military strength is not comparable to that of the Kingdom of Toulouse.
And the army that can be fully commanded by Sofia is relatively limited today.
She would not foolishly use her effective force for such trivial matters as guarding the captives.
Just when the Kingdom of Toulouse didn't know about the news that the country's main navy was basically destroyed, they were still discussing the land war of the Kingdom of Veronie and the Golden Feather.
Sang Ge has already taken the Vironi Golden Feather Navy Fleet, which has just won the victory, and is heading towards their northern port.
Assen Ridge.
In the hinterland of the Rotis Empire, ten further north is the noble territory of the Namibian defense line of the Rotis Empire.
Compared with the land in the north, which is mostly forests and hills, the vast plains here are full of harvested farmland as far as the eye can see.
However, Tiviatan and the others couldn't see the joy of a good harvest from the faces of the Rotis farmers who were tending the fields.
Different from the Prouker heavy armored cavalry under Harry's command, they are basically composed of elite fighters of the Prouker nation.
The Prouker light cavalry led by Tiweitan were basically all slaves of the grassland tribes.
The expressions on these people's faces are quite numb.
"These people are all tenant farmers and serfs in the aristocratic territory of the Rotis Empire. They don't have their own land, so they can only cultivate it for the nobles, and finally get some poor food for survival."
Tiviatan's face was gloomy, and behind him, a man was carrying a compound bow on his back, sealed Molotov cocktails were in the backpack on the horse's back, and a holster was tied to each side of his legs.
Inside were two short-handled flintlock guns.
There is also a slender cavalry sword.
This light cavalry, which was armed to the teeth by Ulysses, had an ugly expression on their faces at the moment.
Looking at these numb farmers, they couldn't help but think of their lives.
Then I couldn't help thinking about the lives of their family members now.
At this moment, the so-called declaration of war, the aggression in the eyes of the Rotis Empire and other countries, became a great war of freedom in the eyes of these Prouker light cavalry.
It is a just war to liberate those poor souls who are oppressed.
When Tiviatan and his light cavalry of 5,000 men appeared in Asen Ridge, they were immediately discovered by the farmers here.
Tiviatan and the others came to a farmland on horseback. The ears of wheat were full, and they were well taken care of by these farmers.
It is conceivable that if they are given their own land, their lives will definitely become better.
*** «Brother, in which direction is the estate of the Baron of Assen Ridge?"
Behind Tiviathan, the adjutant asked in the proficient Rotis language.
For the Prouker soldiers who are capable of putting their humanity on the ground, in the face of what Ulysses has been telling them, "the hardest and most pitiful laborer"
But it has become quite polite.
The farmer looked at them vigilantly, seeing that Tiviatan and the others had restrained their horses well, did not walk into the farmland, did not say anything, and pointed in a direction.
This person didn't even care about Tiviatan and the others' clothes, which were obviously not from the Rotis Empire.
Continue to quietly take care of your own farmland.
Tiweitan raised his whip and led the crowd towards the direction the farmer pointed at, and at the same time he did not forget to shout before leaving.
"Brothers, you are suffering for a while, and His Majesty the Great Prouker will soon let you own your own land, grow your own food, and build your own houses.
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"The days of eating and clothing are not far away!"
The farmer who had just lowered his head and was about to take care of the farmland suddenly raised his head, looking in the direction where Tiviatan and the others left with deep shock and expectation in his eyes.
The black and white cross flag, like a sudden spring rain, poured into his long-dried heart in an instant.
There was a gleam of light in the numb eyes.
Other farmers who also heard the movement came over one after another.
"Old Tom, who are those people, he seemed to be talking about his own land just now?"
Old Tom shook his head, ready to continue working, but after working for a long time, he couldn't be as serious as before.
There is always an urge in my heart, the urge to go and have a look.
Then this impulse quickly turned into action.
When the surrounding farmers saw Old Tom throwing away his farm tools and staggering towards the baron's manor, they all looked at each other and followed.
As soon as he walked near the manor, he heard the sound of fierce fighting and the screams of the baron manor guards.
"Oh, damn it, hold on! Hold on!"
"Why are there Prouker's cavalry here? Has the Namibian defense line been lost?!"
"Bang bang bang!"
"It's on fire, Lord Baron, please evacuate quickly, there are too many of them, we must evacuate quickly!"