Iron Power And Sorcerer

Iron Power And Sorcerer Chapter 80

2021-01-26

Chapter 80 The Wave
"The sound of artillery?! Where is the artillery firing?!" Winters was suddenly shocked, Standing in the rickety boat and looking back.

But the situation was deteriorating so fast that he couldn't think about it. The sky-shattering horn was shouted on the shore, the chain hua la la that was being dragged sounded, and a red and black line slowly rose from the seabed, showing A naturally sagging arc stops at the waist of the bottle gourd-shaped bay.

Winters couldn't help but scolded, and the soldiers sitting on the boat had already noticed the strangeness behind them, and there was an uproar.

The sea-blocking iron chain divides the Veneta people into two parts, and the Red Sulphur Island is cheating!
Turn around and go back? Turn to attack the second fort? Speed up the direct pick-up terminal? what to do?
The first Hundred Men Squad in each boat looked towards Winters, even Bud and Andre were watching him, waiting for the Hundred-Men Commander's orders.

A cold sweat broke out on Winters' forehead. He had been obedient for most of his life, but at this moment he was suddenly responsible for hundreds of lives, and he felt a little panic. Each of the three options had pros and cons, and he really didn't know which was the best.

However, panic only took up one breath, Winters regained his composure, his sense of responsibility overwhelmed all anxiety, and a stupid command is better than no command! He gritted his teeth, decided to give up the mission, and shouted: "Turn your head..."

"Forward assault!" Arm, repeatedly shouted: "Burst forward! Shock forward..."

The immediate boss took over the command. Lieutenant Colonel Thiel's order spread all over the sea: "Fight forward!"

The soldiers waiting for the order seemed to be reinfused with their souls. Andre raised the battle flag above his head and waved it desperately. Deze grabbed the extra oars and joined the rowing soldiers.

The bewildered sailors also subconsciously obeyed Winters' magically amplified voice, and the leading naval officer shouted angrily, but he was not a sorcerer, his voice muffled by the sound of gunfire.

The larger the caliber artillery, the more laborious it is to reload, but after the eight roars of heavy artillery, the hidden artillery fort did not go silent, and the sound of more light artillery began to sound. The Veneta fleet, recovering from the panic of being raided, also began to fight back.

Now Winters can't take care of the fierce battle behind him. A group of men and horses armed with muskets and crossbows rushed to the shore and began to move towards the Veneta on the boat and shoot.

The boat on which the three warrant officers were riding was at the forefront, carrying the military flag. There were three others on board wearing polished and polished armor, which was the most exposed and obvious.

The boat was noticed by most of the musketeers and crossbowmen on the shore, the bullets were coming in continuously, and the others on the boat were all bowed down.

Only Andre was not only not frightened, but raised the military flag higher in a provocative manner, and scolded the Tanirians on the shore.

It's not enough to just scold him, as if he was worried that the Tanirians would not be able to hear his greetings because he was too far away, andrei, who was in a rage, actually started to unbutton his pants and moved towards peeing on the shore.

Winters pulled him down: "Are you crazy? Don't court death!"

"Hahaha..." Andre said to Winters, laughing wildly, "Tanieri The demihuman's spear skills are so bad that they can't hit me."

"You're crazy!"

"I tell you, you and I are not afraid! Soldiers are not afraid! "

Winters looked towards the other five soldiers on board, and Andre's boldness and contempt for the Tanirians infected them. Instead of trying to hide under the sides of the boat, they stick out and paddle hard.

"Cannon!" exclaimed the sailor on the other boat.

I saw a large number of Tanirians working together to lift two light cannons close to the shore. The Veneta's boat was less than 70 meters away from the shore, and the cannonballs could turn the water into hell.

"We're on target now!" Andrei punched his thigh angrily: "Row, row!"

Winters also saw that. Two cannons, but his breathing rate began to decrease, and his thinking began to become clearer.

He subconsciously entered spellcasting mode, extremely focused. However, instead of using magic, he took out the carrier that contained the spell-casting materials.

The standard spellcasting material carriers issued by the sorcerer have a uniform design, so Winters has what he's looking for right away.

Several small containers with metal shell and glass liner.

Now was not the time to feel distressed about spellcasting materials, Winters took out all four containers.

All spells of the Alliance sorcerer are essentially reverse-engineered spells of the Muro Empire court mages.

The "poisonous smoke technique" once caused the militiamen in the war of sovereignty to suffer, using poisonous smoke to kill and injure the bastion defenders, using non-toxic smoke to block the artillery field, and then launching an assault to seize the fortress. A forte of the Imperial Army.

The Magic War Section has not yet cracked the poisonous smoke spell, but the non-toxic smoke spell has been successfully reproduced.

Pulling out the stopper at the mouth of the metal container, Winters entered a spellcasting state, and launched a fire technique that he hadn't practiced for a long time against the substance in the container.

First there was a wisp of green smoke, and then thicker and thicker white smoke poured out of the container. The white smoke would not poison people to death, but it still choked the people on board to cough.

The closest Winters was supposed to suffer the most, but he seemed to be unconscious and repeated the process three times.

Then Winters grabbed the keg on the boat, put four smoking metal containers in it, and with all his strength pushed the wooden barrel into the water and pushed it towards the shore.

Through the standard casting materials provided by the Magic Warfare Bureau, the sorcerer of the Alliance can reproduce the effect of the "smoke spell" of the Imperial Court Mage.

Winters has no idea what's inside these metal containers, which are precious alchemical products. All he knew was that releasing a fire spell on the substance in the container could generate thick smoke, and that was enough.

A swordsman does not need to know how to strike iron, nor does a sorcerer need to know alchemy, and a user does not need to know the principle, as long as he knows how to use it.

The full name of these metal containers is "Excited Portable Activated Alchemy Matter Smoke Generators", and officers sorcerers call them "smoke bombs" for short.

This is the Synasus Alliance version of the smoke spell. Although I don't know how Dao Palace's original spell is implemented, the effect is the same, and it is enough for the Magic Warfare Bureau.

Puffs of smoke drifted toward the eastern coast, creating a smokescreen between the Tanirians on the shore and the Venetas on board, blocking the range of ranged weapons.

After the smoke, the boat was faintly discernible, and the Tanirians on the shore could only fire indiscriminately, and the pressure on the Winters boat plummeted.

"You used it early!" Andre punched Winters excitedly.

"I used all four smoke bombs from two bases in one go, and I didn't know what to use to hit the bastion for a while." Winters' eyes were red with smoke and flowed uncontrollably. With tears in his eyes, he said with a wry smile.

"Why hasn't the artillery in the bastion fired yet?" Bud, who had been paddling in silence, suddenly opened his mouth.

The paddlers exerted all one's strength, and the thirty or so boats glided briskly across the water of the bay. Winters saw that he was less than 400 meters away from the pier, and the guns of more than one pound had completely hit the boat.

Yet the Bastion remained silent.

Winters' heart sank little by little, and the commander of the bastion, either calmly terrifying, was waiting to bring the Veneta closer to the fiercely lesson. Either the Tanirians are well-armed and don't want to waste the gunpowder.

It's also possible that they moved the artillery to the newly built fort...Is it really possible?
Winters looked at the boat that Lieutenant Colonel Conter was in, what was the commander thinking as he moved towards consigned to eternal damnation with his subordinates?

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With the tusks of the second concealed fort, the situation of the fort at the entrance to the bay occupied by Antonio's guard was at stake.

The artillery forts were designed primarily to deal with enemies from the sea, not to defend against land-based attacks.

The Tanirians, who had left the fort in obedience, turned their heads and attacked fiercely. The enemy of the guard, who was outnumbered, launched a fierce battle in the fort. The flag-bearer on the top of the fort desperately waved the flag for help.

"What the hell is going on here?!" Nareshaw, who has always been a gentleman, grabbed the collar of the messenger of Red Iwo Island and uttered a rare foul language.

"I...I don't know either!" The messenger complexion pale, sweating profusely, with a terrified expression on his face: "Misunderstanding, this is all a misunderstanding."

The angry Na Lieutenant General Rayshaw punched Fiercely on the bridge of the messenger's nose: "Is this a goddamn misunderstanding?"

Then came an even harder punch: "Is this a goddamn misunderstanding?!"

The messenger was almost knocked unconscious, blood poured into his trachea, and he was coughing up blood.

"Your Excellency!" Antonio stopped the furious Nareshaw. At this moment, he could not see the slightest "I said it before" pleasure on his face, only calm and restraint: "Let him die. , now there are more important things! Disembark my soldiers ashore, and quickly take down this battery!"

The deck of the Glory was noisy, and the adjutants ordered the sailors to return to their posts, trainee The officer ran to get the gunpowder, several of the cannons had fired back, and choking smoke filled the Glory.

The entire fleet was thrown into chaos. Some ships wanted to turn their heads to leave but were blocked in the innermost part. Some ships wanted to fight back with artillery but were blocked by friendly ships.

Nareshaw panted, stared at the deck below and said, "No! There is no boat."

"What do you mean by no boat?" Antonio also changed. Got a little impatient.

"The team sent to occupy the bastion just now has taken away most of the boats. The remaining boats in the fleet can carry up to 200 people. If 200 people can't take down the cannon, the fleet will be trapped here. !" Nareshaw gasped and said, "The wind is not right, and the remaining small boats have to be used to lead the big boats out of here." Appearance: "Mr. Karaman!"

"Yes! Sir!"

"Put down all the remaining small boats! Tow the big boat and turn around and we're out of here!"

"Yes! Sir!"

"Let the galleys go out first! Let the sailors of the White Eagle swim to the cannon at the entrance of the bay!"

"Yes! Sir! "

Karaman saluted, swift and decisive left the forecastle.

"Why not let the troop transports wash the beach?" Antonio resisted not questioning him in front of Nareshaw's subordinates.

"No, St. Ciri is a sandy beach, and the shore here is full of rocks. The boat will sink before it reaches the shore. You can only swim over it. That's a living target!" Nareshaw spoke quickly explained.

Antonio was silent.

"The cannon at the entrance of the bay can't be defended either, there must be an iron rope there!" Nareshaw gritted his teeth and said, "The Tanirians are definitely not just for food. Get rid of your Hundred Men Squad! If you don't go, the entire fleet will be locked in the bay! We must keep the fleet!"

"Your Excellency General Serbiati!" The most high-level honorific addresses Antonio, who is a dozen years younger than him, and the Vice Admiral said sadly: "Your soldiers can't be saved, and my soldiers can't be saved. This is my responsibility, and I absolutely cannot. No excuses. But I have absolutely no selfishness right now, the fleet must leave here immediately.”

Antonio understood that Vice Admiral was right, and the top priority should be to leave the ambush circle as soon as possible, as the leader of Legion , he must put the Legion's survival above all else.

The Corps Head of Great Veneta with difficulty agrees to the Vice Admiral's order to withdraw.

In the continuous artillery fire, the fleet began to rescue the sailors who abandoned the ship, turned around under the pull of the small boat, and prepared to sail away.

As the Tanirians unload dozens of Canoe-converted arson boats, Veneta's sailors jump into the sea with daggers in their hands, and the two sides engage in a brutal battle over the water.

Blood hand-to-hand combat continues in the cannon at the entrance to the bay.

Antonio watched as the boats of the First Hundred Men Squad rowed toward Red Sulphur Harbor, getting closer and closer to the dock.

The water surface in the bay, which was originally low in wind and waves, became restless.

The Winters on the boat also noticed this, the mood of the sea seemed to be changing and the boat started to get rough.

"Is there something wrong?" Winters asked, looking at the increasingly restless water.

Under the watchful eye, an incredible thing happened: the waves actually reversed direction and rushed out from the shore to the sea.

The speed of the boat that was moving towards the pier was suddenly stagnant, and was swept up by the waves instead of advancing and retreating.

However, the anomalous things are not over yet. The sea in the haven that was supposed to be calm and tranquil, the waves are higher and higher, and they all roll out to the sea from the direction of the pier.

"God! What is that!" a sailor shouted in horror.

The surging sea water in front actually formed a three-meter-high water wall. The rolling waves rushed and roared, rolling up thousands of white foam and hitting the boat of the Veneta.

Several large ships in the Veneta fleet, a kilometer away from the small boat, also lost control and were pushed and smashed together by the wave.

After the wave passed, even the water on the coast retreated three meters from its original position.

The sea surface was inexplicably calm again, and the sea water surged back to its original position.

The boats of the Veneta capsize.

Winters was swept into the sea, the brackish water keeping his eyes open, and the heavy armor and weapons on his body held him tightly, dragging him deeper.

The pressure of the water was getting stronger and stronger, and the last air in his chest was about to be squeezed dry. He tried desperately to tell himself not to choke on water, not to choke on water, but a puff of seawater poured down his nostrils, and then more seawater.

In the merciless sea, Winters struggled to take off his helmet, fumbled to untie his breastplate, and threw his saber and gun to the seabed.

But to no avail, he was sinking continuously.

He suddenly remembered: "Yeah, I can't swim... Then what am I struggling with?"

He can't think anymore, extremely hypoxic deprivation his thinking ability.

When he stopped thinking, a pair of big hands grabbed his clothes and swam to the coast with him.

Two new spells appear in this chapter, one is smoke and the other is (crossed out). As mentioned in the previous chapter, sorcerer innate talent does not differ by gender. That is, the probability of occurrence of sorcerer in males is the same as the probability of occurrence of sorcerer in females. Most of Cenas' male sorcerers were trained as officers, what about female sorcerers? The answer is still in the previous chapters, most of the female sorcerers were trained as alchemists. The Magic Warfare Bureau has established two systems, spell system and refining Metal Element. Most Fire Element spells rely on alchemical products as casting materials.

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