Chapter 33 Horn

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A violent crash resounded through the night sky. They stood on the inner wall of the flowing palace and watched countless fire oil thrown into the sky and then burst. The gem bay suddenly filled with black smoke and fireworks. Even the hard and bright gems have to melt and destroy in this rolling flame.

"Have you seen who the enemy is?" Prince Oberon asked the archer.

"I... I don't know their flag..." The archer looked frightened and shouted in horror behind the telescope, "They rushed straight over. The gods are on it. Are they not going to die?"

The sound of war drums sounded sharply, turning into a continuous raindrops, turning into a series of messy, fanatical and endless beatings. In the frightened whisper of the archer, the magic consultant gathered magic and cast a far-sighted spell for them. The sudden clear vision showed them the three-masted warship rushing towards them.

The bow of the boat splits water, and the droplets are like milk. One ship flew up, and the other found the same opportunity. They go hand in hand. However, this is not the end. The two warships seemed to be fueled and ignited by their captain, reflecting the sky red. Then they rushed straight into the river. The oil poured down covered the river and the sea, igniting the surrounding houses, and the whole dock was surrounded by a sea of fire.

"The gods are on top." The prince groaned out of his throat, and the alchemist heard a sound of swallowing saliva. "These guys are crazy, they are crazy." The prince said incredulously. What the hell are they going to do?

They seem to be planning to destroy everything.

"Look at that, Your Highness, look at their flag." The archer roared.

Following the direction of the other party's finger, Leo saw what was depicted on the flag. An ugly octopus wears a crown and dances swords, full of ridiculousness. Sea monster flag?" Prince Oberon shouted angrily, "Daily! How dare the pirates of the Leo Islands fly the flag of sea monsters again!"

"Tell Lord Tirancto," he ordered the commander, "attack immediately and smash their ships. Last time we could destroy their fleet, and this time we could turn their ships into pieces. Then he turned to the archer next to him and said, "Notify the defenders that it's their turn to play. We want them to have no return."

The dull sound of war drums sounded again. This is the whale skin drum belonging to the Valian people, and each sound is like the low roar of a sea demon whale.

On the shore, one, two and three arms of the giant catapult were raised one after another. Hundreds of stones climbed up the orange sky, each as big as a human head. They fall down, splash huge waves, or break through oak decks, beating people alive into broken bones, meat mud and liver pulp. All the ships in the first battle column have joined the regiment. The claw hook shuttled, the hammer smashed the wooden shell, and the soldiers gathered to board the ship. In the flowing smoke, only arrows were seen covering the sky and the sun. People are dying...

Dozens of warships sailed out from left and right and attacked the two wings of the sea monster fleet. They covered each other and lined up in triangles. The solid impact angle has been fixed in the bow, like a sharp blade out of the sheath. The paddlers hit the oars desperately and shot countless splashes. On the right, a one-yard-long arrow shot from the crossbow gun on the ship and penetrated deep into the wooden deck of the enemy ship, trembling. On the left, the first battle column and the enemy ship have entered the range of bows and arrows, and arrows have flown between ships, like hissing poisonous snakes.

Three tangled enemy ships are in front, winding and slowly rotating, and the flesh and blood on the deck is blurred. Turn around a little more." The prince prayed to the gods. Let her expose the sideboard." The gods of Valia heard his prayer. The two warships in the first battle column plunged into each other's bodies almost at the same time and crashed into each other from head to end. With so strong force, even the people on the other two enemy ships were thrown into the sea.

"Well done!" There was a burst of cheer on the wall.

However, Leo told what he thought was cruel. It's not that simple." He poured cold water. I know the sea monster fleet. But now they are completely different from the one you defeated before.

"What do you mean?" The prince frowned, and he seemed to feel that the alchemist was confusing the crowd, and his tone was implicitly angry. I don't see any difference between them. They have lost."

"They are not all flesh and blood." Leo said.

"Isn't it flesh and blood, is it made of steel?"

The prince's words were confirmed at sea. The two ships in the second team on the right found an iron warship, and they bumped into each other head-on. The collision of the boards and the moans of the keel covered the cries and drums. After the splashes flying in the sky fell, it was not the iron-wood warships of the Leos that were broken, but the two attacking warships. The bow of the ship split into several pieces and is slowly sinking into the water.

The prince whispered incredulously. At sea, countless fire oil was thrown from the eight arms of the sea monster danced one after another, and flames shot into the sky, like meteors falling from the sky, igniting waves of flaming waves. In a blink of an eye, half of Prince O'Peren's fleet caught fire, and most of the ships of the sea monster were also burning. The kiss of the flame turned the angry ship into a funeral firewood pile and turned people into live torches. The air is full of smoke, arrows and screams. How dare they destroy their own warships? The prince's eyes widened. He said with difficulty, "What the hell are they going to do? This is suicide!"

Even the alchemists don't know what those Leo iron people want to do. It seems that there is nothing to ask for except complete destruction. Isn't the warship their life?

"Your Highness," the captain of the bodyguard ran over. His right hand was banded, and he could only hold a short axe with his left hand. He has a straight face, but his eyes have conveyed all the messages. The river has been lost."

Yahan brought the answer.

The river is not far from the flowing garden. Through the dark fog at dawn, under the firelight, they saw one shadow after another covered with heavy armor. They held their weapons high, shouted, and rushed towards them like a tide. Destruction is for occupation and reconstruction. A city is far more worth owning than several ships. Leo finally understood their strategy. But it's too late.

"How did they attack under our eyes?" It is ten miles away from the Flame Bay. Why did they sneak in without noting it?

"They abandoned the warship and landed long before the alarm bell rang."

During the prince's harsh questioning, they had heard a shout of killing. Soldiers are under the city. Arrows are moving and shouting to kill. They are all franca, but Leo doesn't feel kind at all. The gods are on top. The prince didn't have time to pursue responsibility. He shouted, "Keep the city gate. There are only so many of them, kill them all!"

However, Leo understands that this is just a dying struggle.

"This is useless." He whispered. There seemed to be a horn in his ear.

Then——

Then Leo heard the horn sounded very clearly.

In just a moment, in the echo of the sound of the horn, the fog rolled in, falling from the sky like a waterfall, rolling over the sea, quickly covering the whole city, and even the hot fireworks could not dispel the thick fog. Lu Yuewu looked stunned, "Li Ou, this is..." He nodded silently.

In the misty fog, they saw a drowning resentment, octopus sea monster, sea monster... All the demons and monsters in the sea came out. Look at that." The huge waves on the sea, one, two... More than a dozen ghost warships with oysters and fishing net-shaped broken sails showed their bodies. They carry fishmen and sea monsters to the coast. Where those ghosts and ghosts passed, the lights suddenly went out and there was no sound, leaving only endless gray clouds surging, from which one ferocious and crazy wandering soul emerged one after another.

"No, what the hell is this?" The Valians screamed in horror. They found that their swords could not hurt monsters, and their shields and armor could not stop their claws. Their defense line is precarious in the shouts of ghosts.

Alchemist! Did you know it would be like this? The prince shouted at him.

"We can't resist, Your Highness." He told the truth. Personal strength is too small to be used in front of these ghost armies. Even if we try our best, we can't repel them. They are magical creatures, and the sharp blade of steel can't hurt them.

"Then what should we do? Watching them slaughter and destruction? Bring everything to the fire?" The shouting was getting closer and closer, and a ghost leaped up the wall and was defeated by the light arrow of the magic consultant. The prince asked angrily and desperately, "Alchemist, Ansiel, say, are you all helpless?"

"We can't keep it, Your Highness." The magic consultant replied, "The flowing palace is destined to fall into the hands of others. I can only guarantee that your life is secure."

"Alchemist, do you think so too?"

"There is no savior in this world." Li Ou's mouth was also full of bitterness, "What's more, the Qianhu city-state is a magical desert. Mortal people can't fight against ghosts.

"Ha! I suffer from myself!" The prince laughed loudly. I rejected magic in exchange for a curse, a night witch, and no resistance in the face of the enemy's attack..." His crying and laughter accompanied by the howl of ghosts, as if they were from hell, piercing their eardrums and grinding their sharp teeth at their throats.

"Your Majesty," a soldier climbed up the wall in horror, and his face turned pale. The gate was lost and they attacked. They can see clearly. This means that they only have the last barrier - the wall under their feet.

"How many people are still alive?"

"Except me..."

The soldier's words stopped abruptly, and a ghost poked its head out of his back.

The prince stared at the ghost imprisoned in the magic field by Ansair. He was silent for a long time, and then looked back at the city where the lights were extinguished one by one and shrouded in fog. He lowered his shoulders as if he were ten years old. Let's go back." He said softly, "You all come with me."

Where to go? The alchemist's heart is full of doubts.

However, the prince led them back to the throne hall. He stood on the high platform and looked up at the dome inlaid with stained glass. He stroked the carved throne with his hand. Alchemist and my friend, Mr. Ansiel, I beg you now. He made the final decision and turned his head to look at them, "Take my child, take Nianta, go, go now." They now only have the cheerful laughter of the enemy and the screams of fear in their ears. They are getting closer and closer, and ghosts are already shuttling through the throne hall. Yahan, you should also go."

"I made a vow..."

"Your oath is to obey my orders." The prince interrupted him, "Now this is the prince's order, the last order. You must obey. Yahan, take the scroll - the alchemist, this is the only gift I can give you - from now on, your duty is to protect Nianta and our princess. Alchemist, I also beg you..."

Although Leo had guessed his decision, he still asked, "What about you?"

"Me?" The prince sat down and said, "I have to stay. I'm the king here. This will never change until she is destroyed.