After Becoming The Tyrant CH 135 Revenge
If Bomari Castle was the jewel in the crown of Legrand, then Eagle's Mouth Castle was the most brilliant pearl on the coastline of the Lowland Alliance. The countries of the Lowland Alliance were world-famous for their maritime trade, and the Eagle's Mouth Bay was its strongest backing. It was called "the port that would never fall" by the merchants of the Lowland Alliance.
When many commercial seaports were under the threat of pirate siege, the people of Eagle's Mouth Castle were proud of their own city walls.
However, tonight, the people of Eagle Mouth Bay suddenly realized that their never-falling harbor was not as impenetrable as imagined. The sky and the earth were dark, and the three dragons flapped their wings. The soldiers on the inner and outer city walls were slammed against the stone walls by the strong wind, and it was difficult to continue to control the giant iron crossbow. Trembling, they couldn't help rolling and crawling on the city wall, watching the huge shadow approaching, the barbaric, ancient, crazy, hellish creation crashing headlong on the city wall tower.
Billowing smoke and dust surged up, and amidst the rumbling noise, the tower protruding about five meters from the city wall collapsed, and large chunks of rock fell down. The soldiers in the tower had no time to cry, and were drowned in the smoke and dust, turning into nothing but smears of bloody mud.
The dragon's wings flapped, and the dragon's shadow soared into the sky from the smoke and dust. The airflow brought by the iron wings was as sharp as the shrieking of a dragon, and spread far and wide.
The people in Eagle's Mouth Castle trembled, waking up from sleep, they thought they saw hell——the Dragon Wing Battleship passed over their heads, and the dragon head mounted on the bow clicked in a series of gear-rotating sounds, the dragon's mouth opened, and hot and bright yellow flames sprayed out.
Like a dragon breathing out, brimstone and fire flood the world.
The fire left a long and wide gilded passage on the ground, and all the buildings in the passage burned, along with the fleeing soldiers who were roasted by the fire together with the crowd. After forcing back the first wave of soldiers who wanted to go to the port for support, the Dragon Wing Battleship hovered in mid-air, and its huge hull brutally smashed several observation towers.
The battleship adjusted its direction and rammed towards the second tower, continuing the scene just now.
Eagle's Mouth Castle was known as the "port that would never fall", and their confidence came from their castle itself. A total of 106 towers, more than 200 turrets and countless blockhouses stand on the inner and outer walls. There were several bunkers distributed between each tower, and the distance between the towers was less than 70 meters. They correspond to each other's high and low intertwined fire support systems.
Such a fire support system embraced the pocket-shaped harbor in a half-moon posture, and all enemy ships that broke into this pocket would be mercilessly strangled.
Unless the attacking party could destroy this net as quickly as possible.
In front of the Dragon Wing Battleship, the fire net that the Lowland Alliance was proud of was as fragile as paper. As the battleships collided again and again, the towers on the city wall fell one by one, the Holy Court warships in the harbor lost cover from behind, and the Legrand warships gathered again.
The artillery fire streaked across the black sea, dragging out a long red tail.
The Lowland Alliance merchant ships, which were used as a frontal shield by the First Holy See Corps, had become a pile of broken planks on the sea surface. The broken masts bobbed with the waves, the sails on fire, reflecting a hazy yellow on the sea surface. The floating corpses were soaked in the icy seawater with the seriously injured sailors, and the cries for help were drowned in the sound of gunfire and arrow rain.
The Holy Court warships with their white cross sails and Legrand's warships finally collided head-on.
The two sides threw iron hooks at each other, and the warships turned sideways on the sea and stuck together side by side. The Walway pirates bit their daggers with their teeth, stepped on the planks, and jumped onto their warships a step ahead of the Holy Court. Soldiers in white uniforms of the Holy Empire quickly engaged the pirates.
"Hi! Babe! You can go to the brothels with this outfit!"
The pirates laughed loudly, brandishing wickedly curved sharp knives.
Blood and swords, iron crossbows and cannon fire.
At this moment, the mortal world became the real hell.
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Griselda controlled Jenny to fly up from the ruins. Her face was pale, and her forehead was covered with cold sweat.
After leaving hell, the power of the Dragon Wing Battleship itself had been restrained a lot. The flame attack just like the breath of a dragon was actually a new adjustment made by the military designers to the Dragon Wing Battleship——those guys placed the ancient holy flame in the Dragon Wing Battleship ship bow. Driving the battleship, even if there was a contract, was also a great test for the captain.
With her head throbbing and hurting, Griselda directed Jenny to turn around in mid-air.
Just at this moment, the Dragon Wing Battleship controlled by Hawkins swooped in from the side and rammed into the Jenny almost viciously.
The Jenny flew backwards, and Griselda almost hit the mast.
In Griselda's consciousness, she could hear Jenny scolding Hawkins for being a bastard.
Griselda pushed herself up from the deck and stood up again. She took two steps forward and stood firmly on the deck: "He was saving me. Jenny."
She stared coldly ahead.
There was fire burning in Eagle's Mouth Castle. The fire was not enough to illuminate the entire castle, but it was enough to outline the spiers of the towers and bunkers. Against the backdrop of the fire, a thin figure quietly stood at the place where the Jenny was suspended just now.
"Is it an angel?"
She murmured in a low voice.
Griselda also knew the truth about the death of the Duke of Buckingham, the battle in which an angel forcibly intervened. The figure appearing in mid-air in the dark night was obviously not a human being. From him, Griselda felt an invisible, yet uncontrollable desire to bow her head and prostrate herself.
She had a vague premonition in her heart. If Hawkins hadn't knocked her away just now, she and Jenny might be seriously injured at this time.
Griselda took a few steps forward, trying to see the figure more clearly. But soon, she didn't have to move forward, because the figure itself became extremely dazzling and bright.
Three pairs of snow-white wings spread out behind that figure, and bright fires began to sweep around him, the originally pitch-black sky illuminated in a snow-white light. The entire Eagle's Mouth Bay became like daylight, and all the forts, all the buildings, and all the towers were clearly illuminated.
The evil dragon flew out of hell, so the sun rose in the night.
In the castle, the crowd who were busy running away gradually stopped. A messenger in a white robe walked to the square of the castle through the burning flames. He led the crowd to kneel down and chant in unison. His voice spread far away, with ancient power in it, and the solemn and sacred prayers suppressed the battle sounds in the harbor outside.
This surprise battle did not officially kick off until now.
Angels, holy books, believers.
Dragons, pirates, warriors.
The heaven and the earth in the human world were finally confronting each other head-on again.
Griselda watched all this quietly, with countless images surging in her mind. Before she became a member of Walway, she trekked through the mountains of the extreme north. Now the ancient snake in the blood of the witch revived when the angel appeared…..She felt the snake's shadow entrenched in the depths of her soul, and her emerald green eyes stared coldly at the angel suspended high in the sky.
There was a sound of wind in the air, and Charles controlled another Dragon Wing Battleship to fly over from the left.
"Griselda, go cover the soldiers below."
Charles shouted to Griselda.
At this time, the Holy Court warships gradually became shrouded in white light amidst the prayers of the entire castle. The originally dark sea water in the harbor seemed to be covered with a layer of silver foil, presenting a strange atmosphere between the sky and the earth. The Walway pirates had to retreat to their own ships first, and instead used artillery to suppress the Holy Court warships.
It was very likely that there were angels hidden in Eagle's Mouth Bay.
They had already discussed this point before they set off.
Before the start of the battle, they had also discussed the strategy for dealing with the angels. However, when Griselda turned her head and saw Charles, she couldn't help but freeze for a moment. Because Charles, the always gentle first mate, looked bitingly cold at this moment.
He finally looked like the pirate he was.
Something surged in his eyes, turning the always gentle professorly demeanor into a knight with a sword drawn.
It was not until this moment that Griselda finally realized one thing.
For Hawkins and Charles, the Battle of Eagle's Mouth Bay had a more important goal——they traveled thousands of miles to participate in this extremely dangerous battle, just for this moment when they faced the angel head-on.
They wanted to avenge a person:
The Duke of Buckingham.
Griselda had never been very clear about the friendship between Hawkins and Charles and the Duke of Buckingham.
No matter how one thought about it, nobles and pirates seemed to be people from two separate worlds. However, when she saw Charles' cold face and Hawkins driving the Dragon Wing Battleship hovering at the closest place to the angel, she suddenly understood. In a past she had never been privy to, these men had indeed walked side by side in their youngest and most ostentatious years.
The friendship between them was never described in words, but with swords.
Eccentric Captain Hawkins, gentle First Mate Charles, they were both relentless fanatics tonight.
Griselda steered the Dragon Wing Battleship silently, turned around, and rushed towards the harbor below.
She gave up the battlefield in the sky to Hawkins and Charles.
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Hawkins held the rudder in one hand and his bottle of wine in the other.
Standing at the front of the deck, he heard the sound of the wind on the left side, and knew that Charles had arrived on his Dragon Wing Battleship. He didn't turn his head to look, but just faced the angel from a distance.
In a person's life, how many people could you entrust your back to? A recognized friend was such a person. He and you met when you were young, and together we fought and taunted each other, and then strode forward together in the raging fire.
"Old fella, I just knew that you nobles are more hypocritical than any other."
Hawkins raised his head and drank the spirits in one gulp.
With a bang, he threw away the wine bottle.
"Charles!"
He roared, holding the rudder with both hands.
The black iron dragon wings flapped, the wind howled high in the sky, and the battleship swept forward brazenly.
To hell with gods, equality, responsibilities, and missions! They all had nothing to do with the pirates of Walway. They were not born to be righteous.
The Walway pirates have their own rules:
——Whoever kills your brother, then you go and kill them!
This was revenge.
An eye for eye.