Chapter 138 Can you stop the Glory Lord Fleet? (2,000)
"Why so many ships?"
"Yes! Why are there so many big ships?"
Not long after, all the members of the task force climbed to the top of the mountain, and there was a lot of discussion. Captain Barnes was lying on the edge of the cliff, staring at the sail below, his eyes almost bleeding:
Below is a complete fleet, large and small, with at least twenty ships. The two leading ships have four masts, two of which are raised high, and the two at the front and back are forward and backward, respectively.
tilt.
The ship is tall, with the forecastle and stern towers standing high, floating on the river, looking like a castle.
These two large ships alone are amazing enough. Looking at their size, they can transport at least 500 soldiers - even more if the journey is short.
In addition to these two ships, there are six or seven three-masted ships in the fleet. Some are sharp and brisk, as if they are good at hunting, and some are square and solid, and at first glance they are used to carry people and cargo. Even though
, those two-masted boats, more than a dozen in total, the number of troops transported cannot be underestimated.
"There must be 10,000 people here..."
"Why did you come here... by mistake? Or don't you know how deep the river is?"
"Such a big ship can't reach the upstream port!"
The soldiers gathered on the top of the cliff and talked, their faces red by the cold wind showing tension and uneasiness. Gretel frowned, desperately recalling the geographical records in the Mage Tower——
However, those records are quite simple. On a map, a few lines are often drawn randomly to represent roads and circles are drawn to represent cities. God knows whether the scale is correct, not to mention the topography and landforms.
Based on those maps, you can guess why the Lord of Glory’s fleet came here? It’s all a dream!
Might as well rely on his own eyes!
Grete was from a high position, overlooking the mouth of the river. On the left hand side, that is, in the upstream direction of the Dove River, the river was not very wide, and it was only a few hundred meters long by visual inspection.
However, looking to the right, the towering cliffs suddenly expanded to both sides, forming a trumpet-shaped bay. Even with all his eyesight, Gretel could only see the vague coast in the dusk, like two arms embracing the sea, arcing
The width between lines should not be less than 10 kilometers.
Gretel felt a little bad. At the same time, the magician who was staring at the bay like him thought for a long time and suddenly turned back. The movement was so big that he had been tightly wrapped in the hood to resist the sea breeze, and he immediately threw it down.
:
"No, they are not going the wrong way! The fleet of the Lord of Glory is going this way. They are going to get behind our main camp!"
"How is that possible?" Captain Barnes exclaimed. Next to him, York, also a fifth-level shield warrior, took a step forward, and with a nervous click, he directly trampled a rock:
"What a joke! - They can't break into such a big ship!"
The two highest-ranking warriors questioned at the same time. In the dusk, the magician shook his head repeatedly and pointed to the full moon that had just risen in the far distance on the coast:
"Full moon tide! It's a full moon tide! I've read such records that at the mouth of the Dove River, the spring tide during the full moon can rise for dozens of miles in one breath, greatly raising the water level! - Taking advantage of the spring tide, they can rush across in one breath
This section of the canyon goes all the way to the flat land!"
Full moon tide!
Grete was also horrified for a moment. He finally remembered what this bay meant - a trumpet-shaped bay, narrowing upstream, and the full moon he saw before falling asleep last night - the Haining tide!
Haining and Qiantang River also have such a trumpet mouth!
"That's right!" He agreed hastily:
"In such a terrain, the water level will indeed rise a lot when there is a spring tide! You see, there is a trumpet outside. When the tide is high, the water level rises and pours into such a narrow river - it is wide outside and narrow inside. So much water rushes in all at once.
Come in, the water level inside will definitely rise a lot!"
If the captain is the commander of the task force, then the knowledgeable caster is the brains of the task force. Now that the two casters have the same opinion, the soldiers present looked at each other and suddenly became nervous. Beside Barnes,
A warrior carrying a pair of swords stepped forward and said in an anxious tone:
"Captain, what should we do?"
"Yeah, what should we do? Should we stop them?" Another archer, aged 17 or 18, asked. As he asked, he opened his bow and nocked an arrow, aiming at the big ship below - he aimed for a while, and finally shook his head.
He shook his head and put away his bow and arrows.
The range is not enough. Even if it is thrown from a high position, it cannot kill even one person from such a distance.
Captain Barnes was silent. Behind the team, a stalker covered in gray and black was playing with a dagger and shaking his head gently. The cold light flickered deftly between his fingers, from the back of his hand to the palm of his hand, and from the palm to the back of his hand, flickering.
now:
"There are too many of them. We can't stop them. We'd better go back and report the news."
"That's right! Go back and report the news!" The double-sword warrior who asked the first question immediately urged: "With such a large team, we must report to the main camp immediately! - Captain, let's go quickly!"
Are you leaving immediately?
Gretel looked down. The magnificent ship was gently rising and falling in the water waves. The sailors were running around on the deck. Reefing sails, lowering anchors, and scrubbing the decks were all a busy scene. Among them, there was only one ship.
The ship is quiet:
Among the two largest four-masted ships, the one flying the thunder flag, the fleur-de-lis flag, and the golden lion flag simultaneously.
Two rows of soldiers lined up neatly on both sides of the ship. Their armors were bright and their swords were unsheathed.
Among the soldiers, three people stood side by side near the mainmast, holding long staffs, and their silk robes shone in the sunset.
The distance was too far, and Gretel couldn't see their faces at all. He could only see the man in red robe in the middle raising his long staff, and behind them, soldiers escorted people one by one.
Some were wearing thin and ragged clothes, with their arms and legs exposed;
Some were barely able to walk on their own and were being dragged forward by two soldiers;
Some struggled while walking;
There were some who were wearing neat robes and were being pulled by the arms from left to right by soldiers, but they still strode forward with their heads held high and their chests high.
Grete even saw a little girl, wearing a soft and white dress, confused and looking around. The soldier who was guarding the child seemed not to have the heart to pull hard, and bent down to hold her hand, but did not allow her to run around and disturb her.
The noble man.
A group of twenty or thirty people were pulled to the deck, faced with the man in red robe, and were stepped on by the soldiers and knelt down. The man in red robe seemed to say something, and there was chaos below. Some people were struggling, some were shouting, and some were banging.
Bang Bang banged his head on the ground, and someone crawled on his knees and stretched his hand forward.
The prisoner, who was wearing a neat robe and walked with his head held high, even struggled to break away from the soldiers, rushed forward, and hugged the little girl tightly.
However, no matter what they said, the man in red robe remained unmoved. He did not move, and neither did the soldiers. Under the strong sea wind, it seemed that these soldiers had all turned into sculptures. Only a few sailors walked up quickly.
In front of the boat, a long, narrow plank was set up on the bow.
Then, Gretel watched in horror as the prisoners were tied with their hands behind their backs, blindfolded, and driven onto the board one by one.
"they are……"
"Prisoners captured by the Lord of Radiance." A voice replied coldly in his ear. Gretel turned his head and saw the fourth-level mage who had come with him standing beside him, looking down without blinking.
The sea breeze made the mage's cheeks turn red. The mage, who had tightened his hood to warm himself by the fire last night, let the cold wind blow over his face, his waist straight, and he didn't even show any fear of the cold:
"——In other words, heretics. You, me, and our relatives will be like this if they catch them."
One by one the prisoners were hauled onto the plank. The sailors gathered on both sides of the plank, yelling, beating with clubs, whipping them, driving them to stagger forward. Tremble, sway, forward - fall.
The wailing and begging for mercy were terrible. However, the soldiers still moved forward mechanically to drag people, one fell down, and another was dragged. Those who could not walk or climb on the board were thrown directly from the side of the ship.
nautical miles.
The prisoners on the deck were cleared one by one, and finally, only the man in a neat robe was left, holding the girl in his arms, half-kneeling in the center of the circle.
They were both prisoners, but that man seemed to be receiving preferential treatment. No one pulled him, and no one stepped forward to tie him up. Only the man in red robe said something loudly, and the prisoner in robe turned to look at him, and suddenly stood up holding the little girl.
With this movement, the surrounding atmosphere immediately became tense. Beside the man in red robe, two men in dark robes simultaneously leveled their long staffs and pointed them at the prisoner. The two rows of soldiers next to them also took a step forward, shining swords.
, neatly specifying the direction of the prisoner.
The little girl burst into tears. The robed prisoner lowered his head, hugged the little girl tightly, put her down carefully, and turned to face the bow of the ship. Just as he was about to take a step, he turned around again, rubbed the girl's hair, and bent over her
A kiss on the cheek.
Then, the man strode forward and stepped onto the bow plank. He walked to the side of the ship and calmly put his hands behind his back, allowing the sailors to tie his wrists and blindfold him.
In the sea breeze, the man puffed up his chest and walked step by step to the end of the board.
Hit the air.
come down.
The sea breeze howls.
White seagulls circled back and forth on the bow of the ship, screaming loudly and heart-piercingly.
The whole ship was like clay sculptures of wood, and the soldiers watched silently as the robed prisoner fell without any reaction. Only the little girl they let go cried and screamed, stumbling across the deck for a long time.
Finally, he also climbed up the wooden plank.
There was a long, death-like silence on the cliff.
When they go back and notify the main camp, and then wait for the main camp to come over, it will take more than three or five days.
In the past three to five days, the land under their feet would be ruined by the Lord of Glory.
"Can you stop them?"
Captain Barnes suddenly asked. The shield warrior didn't speak, the stalker didn't speak, the mage pulled up his hood, and looked across the ships below one by one, as if he wanted to carve that fleet into his heart, and then turned around decisively.
"You can try it."
"You can try it."
Grete and him spoke at the same time. In the dusk, the two spellcasters' eyes met and they saw the light in each other's eyes.