vstars Chapter 446 Login
Chapter 446 Login
On the sea, a two-masted sailing ship flying the Yoda flag was sailing steadily, the flag fluttering in the wind, and the hull swayed gently with the ups and downs of the waves, making a slight creaking sound.
On the observation tower, a Yoda soldier was boredly observing the surrounding sea with a telescope, looking for any suspicious ships. Although the mission assigned to this ship and a dozen other ships was to prevent the Midlan army trapped on the island of Celilius from escaping by boat, he still felt that the Midlan people, who were surrounded by pagans and had no supplies, could not escape at all.
The soldier lazily leaned on the railing of the observation deck, his eyes occasionally sweeping across the sparkling sea. On this seemingly calm sea, there was no sign of any disturbance, and the sunlight sprinkled on the sea, creating patches of golden light.
"When will this boring day end?"
He muttered softly, then pointed the telescope at a vast expanse of blue sea, a hint of distraction in his eyes.
At this moment, he suddenly discovered several black spots on the sea surface in the direction of the East China Sea. The black spots were very small at first and almost imperceptible without careful observation.
"Wait, what is this..."
He frowned and rubbed his eyes subconsciously, wondering if he was dazzled. As time passed, the black spots gradually became clearer, and more and more black spots appeared in his field of vision, and were rushing towards them.
The soldier panicked immediately. He put down his telescope and shouted loudly:
"A large number of unidentified ships are approaching!"
Following this shout, there was a flurry of footsteps on the ship. The news quickly spread to the deck, and the soldiers on the deck immediately became alert, rushing to the bow and side of the ship, nervously looking at the sea in the distance.
The captain, who received the news, walked out of the cabin slowly and yawned. He shook his body and stretched, as if he didn't care about the situation at all.
"What do you mean by a large number of ships? Maybe they are too nervous and mistake the flying fish for ships."
Then he took the telescope handed to him by his deputy and began to observe the ships in the distance.
When the flags of the French Palace and Midland became clearly visible from a distance on the ship, the captain took a breath, and the lazy expression on his face disappeared in an instant, replaced by fear and panic.
"Quick, retreat to the port! The Midlanders are coming!"
His voice immediately echoed on the deck, and all of a sudden, the deck became busy. The sailors acted quickly, taking advantage of the favorable wind, and raised the sails skillfully. The huge sails were filled to the brim by the sea breeze, pushing the ship to flee northward.
"This is so sudden!"
A sailor shouted loudly while quickly tying the rope.
"Don't just stand there, hurry up, or we'll all be finished!"
"Follow them." In the distance, Reynard saw this and immediately gave the order. Instantly, the entire fleet turned north, the oars were paddling quickly in the sea, and the ships bravely moved forward in the waves.
In a port city, Yoda's artillerymen were maintaining their artillery as usual. Their movements were skillful and orderly, as if everything was proceeding according to plan.
"Hey, why did they come back so soon this time?"
A soldier looked at the returning ship in the distance and couldn't help but ask a question. The voice echoed in the somewhat quiet artillery platform.
Soon, he found that there was a large group of ships following the ship, almost dozens of them. Those warships were shining in the sun, and their sails were hoisted high in the wind, looking very imposing.
"Enemy attack!" a soldier shouted, his voice full of fear. However, it was too late.
Reynard had ordered all ships to turn around and expose the gun ports on the right side of the ship. As the order to fire was issued, a large number of shells rained down on the distant artillery positions. The shells streaked across the sky, making a sharp whistling sound, like the scythe of the god of death harvesting lives.
The shells hit the fort fiercely, and the huge impact turned the fort into ruins in an instant. Bricks and stones flew, fireworks filled the air, and the Yoda soldiers fled in all directions under the bombardment, screaming one after another. Blood stained the ground red, and the body parts and arms were scattered everywhere.
During this time, Yoda's warships also sailed out of the port one after another, but as soon as they appeared and before they could react, they became targets of Reynard's fleet. After a round of bombardment, Yoda's warships were sunk one after another, and large splashes appeared on the sea.
As Reynard continued to order the cannons to fire, the entire port suddenly became a ruin. The buildings on the port were like paper paste, shattered by the shells. The window glass was shattered, and the debris scattered on the ground flashed a strange light in the sun; the walls collapsed, and bricks and tiles piled up like a mountain; the ships in the port were also hit, some struggling in the water and slowly sinking, while others exploded and caught fire, and the burning smoke filled the entire port.
Citizens and soldiers alike at the port rushed to the city in a panic. The sounds of people screaming, running, and crying intertwined to form a melody of despair. In the crowded crowd, some people were pushed to the ground, groaning in pain; others accidentally tripped and were mercilessly trampled by the people rushing up from behind.
When the military ship transporting John landed, Yoda's army didn't even put up a decent counterattack.
As a large number of John's soldiers boarded the port, the white-background black eagle flag fluttered over the territory of the Yoda Empire. The black and white colors were particularly eye-catching in the ruins after the baptism of artillery fire. Accompanied by a group of White Wolf Knights, a coffin was escorted to the center of the army, and John was lying in it.
Leonard stood on the boat, looking at everything in front of him, and sighed slowly.
According to the previous agreement, Reynard was responsible for transporting the wounded and the army of the King's Hall back to the King's Hall, while John's army carried John's coffin all the way to the imperial capital. Although Reynard thought that their trip was dangerous.
“I hope their trip goes smoothly.”
Leonard prayed silently for them and kept making the sign of the cross on his chest.
John's army galloped all the way and soon arrived near the inner castle of the city. The inner castle was originally the city's defensive fortress, but due to years of erosion and the ruthless polishing of time, it looked dilapidated, and most of the defensive facilities were decayed and old. Moss grew between the gaps between the bricks on the city wall, and the city gate was even more dilapidated, and there were even several holes.
The artillerymen quickly set up their guns and adjusted the angles. A puff of black smoke rose up, accompanied by a deafening roar. The shells rained down on the walls of the inner fort like raindrops. Wherever the shells hit, bricks and stones flew and flames shot up into the sky. In just one round of artillery fire, half of the wall collapsed like a fragile eggshell, and the dust raised filled the air for a long time.
"We surrender!"
The defenders on the city wall saw that they were surrounded by Midlanders on all sides and resistance was futile, so they could only raise the white flag helplessly.
Then, a White Wolf Knight rode up to the city wall. He stood tall, his armor gleaming coldly in the sun, and his white cape fluttering in the wind, showing his heroic and dashing demeanor. He shouted:
"Put down your weapons. You are all under our control. Your only chance of survival is to surrender."
The defenders on the city wall looked at each other, then threw their weapons aside. Among those who put down their weapons, some looked unwilling, while others felt relieved.
At the same time, the mayor of the city also stood up. He was slightly hunched over, and his eyes revealed a hint of fatigue and despair.
"I, I surrender."
The mayor said in a trembling voice.
The White Wolf Knight nodded slightly, a barely perceptible hint of relief flashing in his eyes.
"Very good. Since you have surrendered, I now require you to maintain order in the city. Gather all citizens in the square immediately. At the same time, your soldiers must not act rashly, otherwise, they will bear the consequences."
"Yes Yes."
The mayor nodded and bowed quickly, and ordered his subordinates to carry out the order.
Under the intimidation of John's soldiers, the citizens dared not disobey in the slightest and could only gather in the square obediently.
John's soldiers were scattered in every corner of the city, maintaining order. They carefully checked every corner, leaving no place where there might be hidden dangers.
In the square in the city, people were waiting anxiously, with fear and anxiety written all over their faces. After all, in the face of war, the lives and property of the people were not guaranteed. However, they could not resist and could only pray silently, hoping that all this would pass quickly.
After much difficulty, the citizens finally gathered in the square. The square was crowded with people of all kinds, young and old, men and women, all with dust and fatigue on their faces. The children tightly held the hands of the adults, looking at everything around them in horror; the adults looked at each other, their eyes full of confusion and anxiety.
The White Wolf Knights maintained order around the square. They stood there like sculptures, motionless, with only their vigilant eyes scanning the crowd.
At this time, a White Wolf Knight slowly walked to the temporary platform in the center of the square. After scanning the crowd with his eyes, he shouted loudly:
"We, the Mitlan people, did not come here to occupy or plunder!"
There was a commotion in the crowd, and everyone looked at him with half belief and half doubt. After all, in times of war, no one dared to easily believe the enemy's promises.
Seeing this, the White Wolf Knight continued, "As long as you don't resist, we won't hurt you. Our purpose of going north this time is to settle accounts with Emperor Ludwig of Yoda. He is a treacherous man who actually betrayed our faith, secretly cooperated with the pagans, and invaded the Kingdom of Midland on a large scale."
At this point, a trace of anger appeared on the White Wolf Knight's face:
"His series of evil deeds have killed a large number of innocent people and indirectly caused the death of Earl John. You are all innocent people, we will not harm you, but if anyone dares to resist, rob or attack others, we will kill him without mercy to maintain the peace in the city!"
There was a burst of exclamation from the crowd, followed by a dead silence. Everyone was shocked by the words of the White Wolf Knight. They had no idea that their emperor was such a person.
"We just want a fair trial and revenge for our relatives and friends! If you can live your life in peace, we will not harm you at all!"
The mayor also stepped forward and said to everyone:
"Everyone, since the other party has made their intention clear and has no ill intentions, please follow the instructions. Do not create any more trouble, otherwise, we will be the ones who suffer in the end!"
Under the mayor's persuasion, the citizens gradually calmed down. Although they were still full of uneasiness, they could only temporarily believe what these foreign soldiers said.
The White Wolf Knight continued:
"We will rest here today, and we will continue our journey north tomorrow. During this period, if anyone attempts to cause trouble, don't blame us for being merciless!"
The sun gradually set, and the sky was dyed orange-red. The people in the square were urged by the soldiers to go home. Some brave families even had smoke coming out of their chimneys, while the homeless vagrants could only shiver in the corner.
However, the soldiers still found a temporary place for them to stay and made them a pot of porridge with oats from the city warehouse. Holding the steaming hot porridge, the homeless people kept thanking the soldiers and the White Wolf Knights.
At night, the moonlight enveloped the entire city. The soldiers remained at their posts without any slackness. They watched every corner in the darkness with vigilance, guarding against possible accidents.