A month had passed since then.
These fellows, who relied on Shilius' supply line to make a living, had already perfected the art of ambushing.
Milan had even gained experience with the most basic "Silver Mist Lamp" summoning fog.
She no longer adjusted the density to the highest level like before, blocking the enemy like a wall of fog. Instead, she controlled the range from light to dense, imperceptibly and naturally rising fog.
No matter how vigilant someone was, they wouldn't notice that something was wrong in a short period of time.
Then, there would be another wave of seabird airstrikes. Depending on the situation, they would use hypnotic "sleeping potions", powerful "voodoo potions", "sprites" for arson, and even "alchemy bombs."
For ordinary transport ships, after going through the first two steps, they would only be qualified to be "looted."
In fact, most of the encounters in the past month had been like this. The supply ships and the pirates didn't even see the enemy's shadow before they were defeated by Elvin's schemes.
The crew of the two ships had basically won without doing anything, and there were very few opportunities to really launch an artillery battle. Some of the officers even felt that they had put on a lot of weight during this period.
This ambush plan was no exception.
Although they didn't dare to let the seabirds get too close because of the mage-class clergymen on board, they could still make a general assessment of the strength of the crew on board just by looking at the size of the warship.
In a fleet made up of three patrol ships and a level-three battleship, there should be at least five official Knights, plus one mage-class clergyman, one more than Lucien's side.
However, as long as the Shilius warship didn't drag them into the boarding battle, which they claimed to be invincible in the world, in a long-distance artillery battle, the Extraordinary's advantage wasn't that obvious.
Besides, the initiative was in their hands, and they could fight and run as they pleased.
Coupled with the two strategic treasures of the sea, the "Silver Mist Lamp" and the "Artillery Command Saber," Elvin felt that his side had a good chance of winning.
Although he was a little envious of the level-three warship Starden Castle itself and the various supplies it carried, in the current situation, he couldn't care less about the spoils for the time being.
Everything was to kill the enemy's forces.
Slowly …
Seeing that the enemy had entered the ambush he had prepared, Elvin decisively gave the order.
"Beth! All air forces, move out! "
Flutter —
Flutter —
Other than the Spine-tailed Swifts, which were too small, all the other seabirds took to the sky.
The nineteen large seabirds were holding two alchemy bombs in their claws. Now that the Storm Horn had enough alchemy bombs, there was no need to worry about wasting them.
With the power of the alchemy bomb and the clay pot that Elvin had specially wrapped around it, he was able to escape.
As long as the cluster bombs landed on the deck of the cruiser, it would be enough to wipe out all the ordinary soldiers on the deck and eliminate all the firepower on the upper deck.
Bai Haiou, on the other hand, had all sorts of potions in her hands. From "Slumber Potion", "Voodoo Potion", "Wisps", and even the "Frenzy Potion" that the crew of Storm Horn still feared when they heard its name.
No matter what kind of potion was used, it would be more than enough to give Shilius's soldiers a hard time.
During normal navigation.
The Shilius fleet was in a single-file formation, with the Starburg serving as both the flagship and the vanguard. The three cruisers were lined up behind it.
But when they encountered the fog at sea that was getting thicker and thicker, the flagship, the Starburg, waved its signal flag.
Their formation gradually changed. The three cruisers surrounded the slowest "Starden Castle" in the middle, acting as the frigate of this large warship.
Whether it was in terms of military accomplishment or reaction speed, the pirate fleet was far from being able to catch up.
However.
The concentration of the fleet was exactly what Elvin wanted. The denser the formation, the more advantageous it was for the "bombs" to be unleashed.
Seeing that the air force was gradually approaching the naval fleet, the two fourth-tier warships also advanced in a standard battle formation, ready to seize the opportunity to beat the enemy while they were down.
Suddenly.
The Spine-tailed Swifts, who were still guarding their scouting post, sent back an image.
On the deck of the third-tier warship, the Starburg, under the protection of two fully-armed Shilius heavy-armored warriors, a curly-haired clergyman wearing a white robe with red edges boarded the ship's forecastle.
He dripped golden holy oil into a clay brazier that was constantly burning, and a bright yellow flame rose more than a meter high.
The clergyman raised his hands and chanted devoutly.
"Eternal fire! Burning fiercely!
Bonfire banishes beasts;
Fire destroys enemies;
Light illuminates the path ahead;
.....”
[Divine Spell, Lava Pupil!]
A bright yellow line of fire shot straight into the sky from the clay brazier, and an eye bigger than a head opened at the top of the main mast that had protruded nearly 60 meters from the third-tier warship.
Blinking the eyes that were like rolling lava, the bright yellow pupil shot out a clear divine light that easily penetrated the fog and scanned the sea, the sky, and all the places that the clergyman found suspicious.
"Damn it, spellcasters are troublesome. Just the slightest sign of trouble and they have to consult the gods!
We can't wait any longer, Besz! Drop the bombs now! "
Although they had not reached the best position, Elvin still gave the order decisively.
Because he knew.
No matter what, a patriarch of the Church of Eternal Fire was much stronger than the wild wizard Akrava of the Spirit of the Eagle.
If he discovered the air force in advance, no matter what the response was, it was not what Elvin wanted to see.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! …
The bomber formation suddenly dropped all the "bombs" in their claws.
At this time, the air force had already covered the two patrol ships and most of the third-tier battleship's hull.
At the same time.
Edmund, who was using detection divine spell, also noticed the sneaky seabirds above his head and the "bombs" that they had just dropped.
He did not expect that the routine detection that he felt was not right would actually cause an attack, and it seemed like it was a wizard who could control seabirds!
"Damned wizard, don't even think about it!"
Curly hair fluttering, eyes wide open, the powerful clergyman's prayer that seemed to burn others was solemn and hurried.
"The red flame is bright and shining, protect us from suffering!"
[Divine Spell, Divine Protection!]
A layer of a huge barrier that was faintly glowing red rapidly expanded with the brazier as the center, like a giant holding up a large umbrella over the fleet's head.
The appearance of war was a battle between a "spear" and a "shield", whoever was stronger would have the upper hand.
This time …
The hastily erected barrier looked extremely majestic, but the range of the defense was too large.
Moreover, the trigger mechanism of the alchemy bomb was that it would explode when it touched something, whether it was a battleship or … a divine spell barrier.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The first few bombs exploded after being obstructed.
They easily tore a big hole in the barrier, and the other "bombs" that were a step slower fell again.
To be honest, this kind of physical barrier was far less effective against alchemy bombs and various potions than the wild wizard Akrava's wind.
The ones that were blocked by the barrier were not as many as the ones that were affected by the first few bombs in the air.
At this time, whether the clergyman had a backup plan or not, there was no chance for him to cast another spell.
But his timely action was still effective.
Affected by the explosion midway, most of the "bombs" were blown far away and deviated from their intended landing trajectory.
The next moment.
Rumble!
A huge flame rose, and the surface of one of the cruisers was swept clean. Then, a bottle of thick green fog exploded on the deck. It was like a sticky monster with no fixed shape. It slowly flowed into the lower cannon deck through the big hole in the middle of the deck.
However.
These soldiers who had been in the New World for a long time had at least dealt with the native wizards. Seeing that the situation was not good, they all jumped into the sea to escape.
* Splash! *
The other cruiser in the attack range was not in a much better state.
Two 'elves' with cute names visited the place and set the masts, sails, and sails ablaze in a very uncute way, burning along the deck, turning many of the Shilius soldiers who were working there into rolling men of fire.
Only the level-three battleship, the Starden Castle, was in a slightly better state. The mast on the stern was blown off.
Although a bottle of "Frenzy Potion" exploded right after, it was burned clean in the blink of an eye by a large flame summoned by Edmund, who was on standby.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye.
* Whoosh! Whoosh! *
After hearing the loud explosion, the captain, Colonel Stanley, and the army commander, Colonel Reynolds Bane, had already rushed to the deck with a strong gust of wind.
Looking at the two patrol ships that were in a miserable state, the two commanders were furious.
"Damn it, who dares to attack the kingdom's navy?!"
The words they had just boasted were still ringing in their ears, but the slap to the face came so quickly. Even though they had been on the battlefield for a long time, they could not help but feel a little embarrassed and angry.
On the other hand, Patriarch Edmund seized the opportunity to cast another theurgy.
[Fire Immunity!]
The power of the gods was instantly extinguished. The burning patrol ship was burning with billowing flames, but the combat power of this warship was almost gone.
As soon as the battle began.
Before the enemy even showed up, two patrol ships had already been forced to withdraw from the battle.
Then, the equally angry clergyman pointed at a certain spot in the thick fog.
"I see it, the enemy is there!"
At the same time.
Amidst the roar of cannon fire …
The blazing torrent of iron and fire dragged a long, ear-piercing whistle as it crushed the thick fog on the sea and smashed toward the Starden Castle from the direction he pointed.
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