The wind was howling, the waves were roaring, and the gods were sending down the lightning of their judgment.
The Northland fleet had not yet approached Pullin Port when they encountered an unprecedented huge sea storm in the sea. Although Gravel and the others were mentally prepared, the storm was indeed a bit bigger.
The sailors rowed frantically to break through the ferocious storm. Gravel and the others did not use large ships this time, because these so-called large ships were not worth mentioning for the Imperial Navy, they were simply live targets.
On the contrary, Northland's ancient dragon-headed ships could break up the army into parts, and their flexibility, mobility, and speed were all very good.
For example, if they encountered this storm, if those large ships were slow and stupid, once they were smashed by the wind, all the people on board would be finished, and the losses would be very heavy.
Gravel and the others relied on the ancient dragon-headed ships this time to quickly escape the sea. But even if they escaped, the losses were also very heavy.
A large number of crew and sailors were swept into the sea, obeying Olugar's summons. Nearly one-third of the dragon-headed ships were smashed and sunk to the bottom of the sea.
"Ackermann, are you okay?" Patrick said to his brother.
"It seems that God Olugar has not planned to summon me to Havagard." After saying that, the two brothers looked at each other and smiled.
"My sons, we're about to reach Primordial Harbor. Brace yourselves, you're all true warriors. Ackermann, don't you like Isabella? Then you have to perform well this time. "Horf saw that his sons were all right and also breathed a sigh of relief.
Ragnar stared at the sea in the distance and was lost in thought. Just now, he was also clinging to the mast of the ship to not be swept into the sea.
On Gravel's side, Anna, Tonny, and the first knight Roderick had just escaped from the tiger's mouth.
"Brothers, Olugar is watching us. Pullin Port is just ahead. There are countless beauties, food, and treasures inside. Those things are waiting for us to take. You are the strongest warriors, let us break through this sea fortress that they claim will never fall. "Gravel roared at the crew.
"Hoo! Hoo! Whoosh! "From the sea came the sonorous battle cry of the Northland people.
Gravel and the others had already studied the Naland defensive line before the war. They had brainstormed a set of tactics that targeted this defensive line. This was all thanks to the intelligence organization that Gravel had planted in Primordium Port early on.
The Northland fleet docked at a place some distance away from the mouth of Port Pullin and stopped. They planned to set up camp here. Fortunately, those damn imperial airships wouldn't patrol this area because they didn't have enough energy to fly to this place.
Being able to find this blind spot was the result of years of hard work by the intelligence organizations. They had drawn the map for Gravel.
All the Northland people quickly unloaded their supplies and chose to camp on the coast.
After a night's rest, Gravel and Beffman led their men to climb the mountain according to the plan. There were cliffs all around, and it was very difficult to climb up.
However, these difficulties were nothing to the brave Norsemen. They risked their lives and climbed up the steep cliffs. Although many of them would never see the sun tomorrow, perhaps they would be drinking with Olugar in Havagard.
Gravel and Beffman risked their lives to climb up the cliff. Tonny almost fell and was smashed to pieces. Fortunately, Roderick grabbed him.
On Horf's side, he, his two sons, and Ragnar were collecting some dry wood. They didn't set off with Gravel and the others.
After a few days of trekking, Gravel and the others had to eat and sleep in the open. If they didn't have anything to eat, they would hunt. The main thing was that there wasn't enough water, so they could only starve.
At this moment, Port Pullin was as usual. It was brightly lit, singing and dancing. These people had been peaceful for too long. They didn't know that there was such a thing as war in the world, let alone that it would come to them.
Finally, Gravel and the others saw Port Pullin not far away from the other side of the mountain. This port city was really magnificent. Gravel and the others were a little surprised. No wonder this was the economic center of the Empire.
Taking advantage of the darkness, Gravel and the others sent a reconnaissance team to the bottom of the mountain to explore the dense city walls, outposts, and watchtowers.
This small team was led by Anna. They were going to deal with the situation and investigate the situation.
In this corner, the defensive facilities here could be said to be airtight. This Naland Defense Line really wasn't just for show.
After dealing with a few small outposts, Anna went back to report the situation to Gravel.
They decided to take advantage of the night to launch a general attack here. This was their best opportunity.
These soldiers of the Empire were all from Drago Aldrich's family. They were wearing white and purple lion robes, and inside, they were wearing plate armor, chain armor, or even chain armor. They stood lazily at night watch. Many of them were young people who had just come of age and didn't have much experience. Their families spent money to let them plate themselves here so that they could get a good job when they returned.
Some of the older soldiers went straight to sleep. Some even drank and came here to sleep. War was too far away from them.
This was a normal night, a boring and ordinary day. But today was destined to be different because of the arrival of Gravel and the others.
17th March 1501, a gentle breeze and moonlight night.
Perhaps it was because of Aldrich's protection, but the moonlight was much dimmer tonight. This was very advantageous for Gravel and the others.
A young soldier had been standing here like an idiot for two hours because of the old soldier's bullying. His legs were numb, but the old soldier didn't even help him.
There was a rule from above that they had to stand straight at night. The key was that this soldier's eyesight wasn't very good. Back then, his family had spent a lot of money to get him here.
He could faintly see some movement on the other side of the mountain. Perhaps it was some kind of beast. In any case, it couldn't be an enemy. After so many years, the young people of the Empire didn't know what war was.
Gravel and the other battle-hardened warriors had crawled out of death time and time again. They were all unafraid of death, hoping to drink and chat merrily with God Olugar after they died in battle and tell him their stories.
But soon, the soldier felt that something was wrong. He shook the drunk old soldier awake. The old soldier was still in a daze. He came up and slapped the young soldier.
But then, they didn't have to worry about the dispute between the two sides anymore. They were all taken care of by Gravel and the others who came down from the mountain. A large number of people were taken care of at the first moment.
Just like that, Gravel and the others rushed into the city. The show was about to start.
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