Closer, closer, they were already very close.
The night wind that blew in their faces seemed to carry moisture. They could hear the sound of flowing river ahead. After passing through a sparse forest, the scene before them appeared before the eyes of the exhausted refugees. Many of them had never seen such a large ship in their entire lives. In the Agate River, they could only see medium-sized ships at most. Such a large ship could only be used in the vast and boundless sea.
The black cannons were aimed at the land, and the soldiers on the ships were ready to go.
There were torches on all sides. They couldn't see how many ships there were, but there were probably more than a hundred of them. In their field of vision, the entire river was filled with large ships. There was a faint fog surrounding the area, and a certain location seemed to be shrouded in fog. No one could see what was inside the fog in the dark, but it seemed like a dangerous monster, quietly watching everything in front of it, waiting for its master's call!
Fortunately, the Agate River was as wide as the Yangtze and Yellow rivers. Otherwise, Søren's fleet wouldn't be able to sail in.
"Quiet."
A gentle female voice sounded. It was like a spring breeze blowing into everyone's ears.
Then, everyone quieted down.
They didn't know why, but when they heard the gentle female voice, they couldn't help but calm down. They had just gone through a brutal battle. Even though they were still panicking, they couldn't help but calm down when they heard the gentle female voice.
The Saint Priest Milan raised her head and looked in front of her.
She saw a tall woman with a veil over her face. She had a very familiar aura. It was the power of divinity bestowed by the Lord.
However, the woman was much stronger than her.
Milan walked in front of the woman and gently twirled her skirt. She bowed her head and expressed her respect to the woman in front of her. "High Priestess!"
The veiled woman smiled and nodded.
The priests of the other churches looked at each other and hurriedly bowed their heads to show their respect. Although they still didn't know who the masked woman in front of them was, they could tell that she wasn't an ordinary person since her words had calmed everyone down.
"Let the women and children board the ship first."
The veiled woman glanced at the people in front of her and slowly ordered. "The men stay here and prepare. There is enough food on the shore. Let them share it with the others."
"Sixth Fleet, prepare for battle."
"The enemy may catch up to us at any time. Send the civilians to the cabin and equip the militia with weapons after they have eaten."
The gentle voice seemed to have a magical power.
The crowd in front of her actually automatically separated according to her orders. Then, the women and children were sent to the deck one by one and placed in the cabins of the battleship. There were basically no old people among these fleeing civilians. It was very difficult for old people to survive in the chaos of war. Most of them were women and children, and then there were the militia who believed in the half-elf god. During the siege, all the adult males were conscripted. Even the teenage boys were forced to learn some combat skills.
"Tell the pirates not to harass these civilians."
The masked woman turned around and looked at the pirate leader behind her. She said coldly: "These are all believers of my Lord! You should know how Sir Søren deals with people who break the rules! "
The pirate leader who was missing his left ear revealed a sinister smile and nodded, "Don't worry, Your Excellency!"
"If anyone dares to mess around, I'll skin them myself!"
Cruel means of ruling.
Søren's rule on the South Coast was maintained by killing and order. Only those who had a brain problem knew what would happen if they disobeyed Sir Søren's orders.
Sir Søren killed without blinking an eye!
Steaming hot food was distributed. Some of it was prepared in advance, and the other part was dried meat and salted fish. There was plenty of meat in the prepared food. Most of it was fish in the sea. At this time, it was very satisfying to be able to fill one's stomach. Now that they could eat meat, many people felt a sense of happiness in their hearts. Even in peaceful times, as civilians, they could add some meat during festivals. From what they saw in front of them, the food prepared by the reinforcements was very abundant. Meat accounted for a large proportion of the food.
It seemed that the Lord's forces were really powerful.
At least they were very rich!
The old bishop and the priests next to him looked at each other. At this time, they didn't care about their manners. They took a bowl of hot soup and wolfed it down with dried meat and salted fish. Autumnfall had been besieged for a long time. There was not much food in the city, and some of it had to be distributed to a large number of refugees. Even the high-ranking priests could barely fill their stomachs during this time.
Eat meat?
If they let go of the moral taboo in their hearts, maybe there was a lot of 'meat' in Autumnfall.
There were sounds of wolfing down food everywhere.
At this time, there should be a trace of chaos because of hunger and panic, but they didn't know why when the voice of the masked woman sounded, everyone's heart was calm. They quietly and orderly received the food, and then after filling their stomachs, they were ready for battle. When they were full, they naturally had strength. The arrival of the reinforcements had obviously restored the morale of the temple guards.
The foundation of a church was definitely not simple.
Many of the surviving priests were close to high grade. After the first round of siege, most of the surviving temple guards were grade 3 professions.
Among them, there were many special advanced guardian knights.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to hold on for so long against the Beastmen army that was ten times their size.
"Praise the Lord!"
"Praise the Lord!"
"Praise the Lord!"
A burst of praise and prayer sounded. When the fire of hope was reignited, many people could not help but kneel on the ground devoutly to pray and praise.
The masked woman smiled and looked at everything in front of her!
She seemed to be the center of everything. When anyone's eyes fell on her, their hearts could not help but feel a soft breeze.
Soon.
Everyone boarded the warship, and the elite pirates appeared in front of them.
The priests and temple guards boarded the deck, and the civilians were placed in the cabin. The whole process was quite orderly, and there was not the slightest panic from beginning to end.
Søren's figure appeared in the Night.
He looked at the masked woman in front of him and smiled. Then he said seriously, "Get ready to fight! Load the ammunition! "
"The orc army is catching up."
…
Eugene rushed over quickly.
The orc warriors had a clear advantage in physical strength compared to humans. When all the civilians were placed in the cabin, the mighty orc army also appeared in the sight of the lookout.
"Damn!"
Ol 'Seadog stood on the lookout with a monocular and murmured, "So many enemies! If they dare to rush up, how many will we kill with one shot? "
They were pirates.
Although the coastal areas were also restricted by the church, the control of alchemy weapons was not so strict.
Almost every warship had cannons. Although they used solid shells, their lethality was still very high against ordinary soldiers. The disaster brought by the Arcane Empire made many church forces strictly control alchemy, but there were not so many restrictions in the areas where pirates were active. Søren's artillery power should be counted on one's fingers in the entire material plane. If it was a naval battle, perhaps the lethality would not be much. But if it was a densely packed battle on land, one shot could really clear a path of blood.
"Come come come!"
Scarface came out with a grin. His left arm was injured by an orc blademaster. Fortunately, the orc blademaster had just advanced, and he carefully prepared a poisoned crossbow (the poison used by the natives). Otherwise, he would have been killed by the enemy. There was actually a Half Beastman Sword Saint hidden in the formation. Scarface, who had almost been killed by the Half Beastman Sword Saint, grinned as he took out two iron balls that were chained together. He then personally put them into the barrel of the cannon and said with a strange smile, "Put this in! It will be fun to shoot with this shell! "
The enemies were getting closer and closer.
Because they were busy sending the civilians to the ships, the pirates certainly did not have the time to retreat.
So after Soran's order was given, the giant immediately led the elite pirates to form a formation on the river, and then waited for the enemy to rush over.
It was fine if they did not dare to come.
If they dared to come, these hundreds of cannons would definitely teach them a lesson!
… … …
Eugene stopped in his tracks.
He looked at the warships in front of him, and his face became quite ugly.
Pirates!
He had traveled around the continent before, so it was impossible for him not to have an impression of pirate warships. Although there were no pirate flags on the warships, he could recognize that the enemies were all pirates at a glance.
Cannons after cannons.
Although Eugene himself scoffed at this inferior alchemy weapon and did not put it in his eyes at all, he was also very clear about the damage this weapon could do to ordinary soldiers. Its clumsy body and slow firing speed were simply a piece of scrap iron in many battles, but in this situation where the army was fighting, their lethality was quite amazing!
Autumnfall also had cannons.
But the half-elves were proud of their excellent archers. The dozens of cannons on the city gate were simply decorations. They were not at the same level as the black muzzles in front of them.
Cannons were standard equipment for pirates!
Whether it was the skills of the gunners, the number of cannons, or the power of the artillery, the coastal areas were not comparable to the inland areas.
If they forced an attack.
They would probably have to withstand a round of cannon fire!
… … …
[Note: The Druil Church hates alchemy. They believe that it is they who destroy the harmony of nature. The wounds left by nature cannot be healed for thousands of years. It is a disaster brought by the alchemy research of the Arcane Empire. Therefore, any place where the Druil Church is active, the degree of alchemy control is very strict.]
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