Warhammer Throne

"The Saint Sophia was hit and caught fire!" On the Enterprise, Ryan and others are watching the battle. It seems that because of the power of the Enterprise, the Undead Battleship did not plan to approach the Enterprise at all. The two sides are separated by a kilometer or two. Shooting from the distance, there were countless splashes, but very few hits.

Ryan originally hoped to be able to reverse the situation through the battle, but he soon discovered that the undead pirates are not sand sculptures, and the bitter fruit of the battle has been experienced once in the previous sea battle.

This time, the undead pirates said nothing would give the Enterprise and the Saint Sophia a chance to fight on the ship. As long as the Enterprise tries to get closer, the undead battleship will immediately turn around, and will never give any chance to fight on the ship. .

The iron armored ship is heavy, and its steering and speed are not as fast as the undead warship. Ryan tried to approach the Griffin Imprison, but the Earl Nocturnus immediately ordered the musketeers to focus on Imprison, and the Griffin could not get close. The enemy, after Ryan tried in vain twice, he could only fly back to the Enterprise and continue to wait for the opportunity.

As for group transmission, where does it go? Teleport to the enemy's enemy ship deck? Isn't that looking for death?

Ryan felt very aggrieved by this, but he was really helpless. In this level of sea battle, the undead fleet made up his mind not to fight on the sidelines, and it was difficult for him to have the opportunity to play his own martial arts.

The artillery was rumbling, and the Enterprise continued to fire. Little Thorglin commanded the dwarf gunners to reload the cannonballs. There was excitement and excitement on the moustache's face. He was laughing wildly, nodding his head, and narrowing his eyes: " By the way, Grimmnir is on, that's it, this is the war I want, big is strong! Fire! Fire!"

Ryan couldn't help but laughed, even if he was very anxious when he heard the words, it was absolutely politically correct for some people to have strong boats and guns and heavy fire suppression.

"Boom!" The tripartite guns fired together, and three water jets exploded on the sea about 20 meters in front of an undead battleship. The Enterprise shook for a while, Suria and Olica stood behind Ryan, Oli Ka has summoned the Staff of Urs, and put on her own combat leather jacket, Sulia is also fully armed, she can't wait to use the dance of the void again: "Ryan, the Saint Sophia is on fire. The bridge where the brother was on was hit."

"Yes, they are fighting the fire. Brother Fogen should be okay, but Your Excellency Pilazzo seems to be injured." Ryan used his super vision as a gene primitive to look at, and he noticed that Fogen was a little embarrassed and silvery. A lot of cannon fodder was stained on his soft and long hair. The deputy commander Pilazzo was hit by the Dimensional Stone Lightning Cannon and was scorched on the spot. Fortunately, his injuries were not very serious, but his chest, waist and head were all injured by the Dimensional Stone Lightning Cannon. , This is deadly enough for mortals, but for Pilazzo, who has been transformed into an interstellar warrior of the original cast emperor's son by the Old Sage incubator, it is just some skin wounds.

"You will also have children of that level in the future, right?" Su Liya was holding a single-scope, and she suddenly remembered what Ryan told her bit by bit during this period. It took several days for Ryan. It was just now that Anglang became more and more mentally disabled, and began to pretend to be a butcher's nail on all his heirs, and became angry as soon as he had nothing to do, until he killed his guards.

It is really difficult for Suria to connect the bloodthirsty madman in Ryan’s mouth with the kind uncle Anglang, but she can understand why Anglang likes to bring her nephew so much now and loves farming and animal husbandry. Outsiders seem to have no pursuit of peaceful farm life.

In short, this is what Angelang wants, the family and pastoral time he has dreamed of all his life.

"Original Grey Knight, I'm doing it, I'm doing it, do you think I lied to you?" Ryan directed the soldiers to reload the cannonballs, and said towards Su Liya: "But they are not as powerful as they are. Go up to the potential of Devon Hill Jr. and Frederick Jr."

Before the words were over, a giant cannonball was shot from a distance, and the target was approaching the bridge on which Ryan was standing!

"Sighing rose rosary!" Ryan immediately chanted the spell, his reaction speed surpassed the limit of ordinary people, the psychic energy of the gray knight gene primitive enveloped the entire bridge, and the force field formed by light and shadow forcibly deflected the fly. The huge artillery shell that came, passed over the bridge and blasted into the ocean, blasting at least a 50-meter-high water column.

Everyone on the bridge took a sip of water, even the most confident little Thorgrin knew clearly that the obsidian armor of the Enterprise couldn't stop this gun.

Ryan only felt a little pain in his head. Using a lot of spirits so close to the Maelstrom made him feel a little uncomfortable, but he quickly recovered. The Knight King just opened his mouth and was about to say something, not far away , An identical shell also flew towards the Saint Sophia.

In an instant, the bridge exploded and flesh and blood flew across, and the bridge’s command room was instantly penetrated. Among the sky fragments of glass and iron, the bridge was on fire. By the way, he just returned to the command room and was looking at the chart. Fogen directly blasted off the Saint Sophia and fell into the sea.

The wood elf princess Karona was shocked when she saw this situation, and she hurriedly jumped into the sea with her.

The Saint Sophia lost its command in an instant, and not far away, another undead battleship "Sauron" carrying a Queen Beth cannon and two dark elf battleships had arrived towards the Saint Sophia.

"Damn it!" Ryan patted the railing angrily. Fogen's freight was really bad. He yelled at the little Thorgrin: "Thorgrin, kill the undead battleship with the cannon!"

"We can't guarantee a hit, Your Majesty!" Young Thorgreen shouted from below: "And there are not many shells left! I suggest that it should be used to attack enemies at close range!"

"Where is the one you prepared before? Use it!" Ryan continued yelling.

"Which?" Little Thorglin was taken aback, and then he remembered something: "You mean, Big Daddy?"

"Shoo~" An undead cannonball with blue smoke directly bombarded the driving deck. The cannonball left a mark on the obsidian armor with a thud, and then fell a little unwillingly, and fell on the little Thorgrin’s. Around.

"The Saint Sophia needs air support!" Ryan roared: "Immediately send the air force to take the initiative to attack the enemy's battleship Deathbone!"

"Understood!" Little Thorglin responded immediately, and several mustaches received the order, and they braved the gunfire and rushed to the rotor apron.

"Upper rotorcraft! Confirm the target!" The old guards musketeers on the deck were using muskets on the sidestring deck and the undead pirate deck shooters and musketeers on the opposite undead battleship were shooting at each other. Young Thorglin held a gun in his hand. Turn the shotgun back to the enemy and run wild, while still not forgetting to give orders and laugh wildly: "The real battle is about to begin now!"

After speaking, little Thorglin pulled down the goggles on his head.

Braving enemy fire, the mustaches rushed towards the tarmac located on the stern of the ship with the iron barrel full of dwarf beer: "Grimnier Thunder, strike!"

"Strike!"

"Goal, three o'clock! The goal is obvious!"

"Three o'clock!"

The rotorcraft's propellers spun quickly, and the gyrocopter lifted off. Little Thorgrin held the handle and laughed: "Here is the big daddy!"

Above the turquoise blue sea and blue sky, the dwarf rotor helicopter rushed towards Deathbone at a very fast speed. Young Thorgreen saw the timing and pulled the trigger: "Go to hell! Bone shelf, Grimney Curse you!"

The dwarven brimstone revolver gun spewed out a series of tongues of flame, and the gyroplane passed from low altitude, reaping the enemies on the deck of Deathbone in patches. Those well-equipped deck archers and deep-sea guards were hit by the spitting tongue of flames. Falling down in pieces.

"Oh!" Little Solgreen pulled up the handle. He saw the timing and pressed a button forcefully: "You have a special express~!"

"Shoo!" A large bomb dropped from the dwarf rotorcraft Grimmnir Thunder. This bomb was named Big Daddy by the dwarf, and its power was amazing.

There was also a line of parting gifts from Musilon Gun Factory on his body.

"Have!"

"Boom!" The big old man came, and the bomb fell on the deck of the Deathbone. The explosion of fire and the rising mushroom cloud rushed into the sky, and the entire deck of the Deathbone was completely destroyed and even exposed. Inside the cabin, little Thorgreen had only time to look back: "Granny is on board, did you kill it?"

The answer is yes, the Queen Beth cannon was blown so that the barrel flew out of the battleship and fell into the sea.

"Yeah, yeah~" Little Thorglin cheered a few times, and a few green lights came from behind, two bullet marks were rubbed on the helicopter's armor, and the mustache hurriedly looked back.

A Skaven Dimensional Stone flying machine flew behind, and the Dimensional Stone Mouse Trin suddenly fired at the Dwarf Gyroplane: "Beard stuff, give me, drop, drop, yesyes~"

"Come on! Damn mouse, you Grandpa Thorgreen will send you to see the big horned rat today!" The little Thorgreen roared excitedly, and the dwarf gyroplane lifted up and flew upwards.

The sky has become colorful, the spells of the high-precision mages, the spells of the undead pirates, the spells of the dark elves, the breath of the two dragons, and the ballistic trajectories of bows and arrows and artillery. The fierce sea battle is still going on. There have been fifteen. An undead battleship sank or lost its combat effectiveness.

But the price paid by the high elves is also extremely high. Eight star-dragon ships have sunk, and four more have been destroyed. What makes the high-precision fleet even worse is that the dark elves fleet has been vacated along the middle of the two columns of the undead fleet. The seas joined the battlefield, the black ark was blasted by gunfire, and the bombardment of the ultra-long range Reaper's ballistas and magic missiles covered all aspects made the high elves exhausted and plunged into a bitter battle.

At the end of the fleet, the Saint Sophia was broken under the focus of the Queen Beth Cannon. The deck, bow, and bridge all shot and burst into flames. Fukun held the almost drowning wooden elf princess Karona and quickly returned to the Ironclad Ship. As he continued to command the battle, Master Jin summoned the sea elements to cooperate to protect the iron armored ship, but there were too many enemies.

The Enterprise was miraculously missed under the protection of Ryan’s psychic power field and Olyka’s dark magic, and the Dark Elf fleet realized what Olika’s dark spell was aware of, and did not move towards it. The Enterprise attacked with all its strength, and at the same time, it did not give the Enterprise any chance to join the ship. It took two hours for the ironclad ship to turn around, and there was no space, so it had to stay stern to face it.

Even so, the Enterprise sank three undead battleships and smashed a huge dark elf ship.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!" Ryan was still commanding the ironclad ship to move with its full rudder left, looking for opportunities to break into the undead fleet to find a chance for the **** predator, the flagship of Earl Nocturnus, to conduct decapitation operations, but Raymond rushed quickly. Come, he shouted at Ryan: "Your Majesty, there are no shells!"

"What?" Ryan was surprised.

"Your Majesty, the cannonballs are used up, there are no more cannonballs." Raymond's face was dark, and he cried out crying: "It's all used up!"

"Ahhhhhhh!!!" Juan slammed his fist on the railing: "Goddess of war, please bless your believers!"

Ryan's face was as black as ink, and at the critical moment, there were no cannonballs!

How to do? ! Even if he is the Grey Knight Gene Primarch, he can't change a cannonball at this time!

How to do? ! Without shells, how can I fight?

Is it necessary to prepare the Enterprise Number Jade Break, shouting to the emperor's majesty to carry on board, and carry on the long live charge?

"Damn it! Damn it!" Ryan roared unwillingly: "Left full rudder, go forward at full speed! Even if we die, we will die on the charge!"

"Yes!"

After the sound of the Enterprise’s artillery was silenced, the Saint Sophia’s artillery was also silent. The dark elf Lord Kraken on the tower of the God Blessed the Evil Party-The Fallen Heart saw an opportunity. He was in the Golden Kraken Sea Monster The face behind the mask let out a distorted laugh: "Hey, there are no shells, there are no shells for human ironclad ships!"

"According to my order, all fleets, follow the black ark and launch a general attack!"

"Yes!"

At the same time, Osu'an, inside the outpost on the Dragon's Spine mountain range.

High Elf Phoenix King Finnuba and his close white lion guard watched the battle here.

At this time, the situation of the high-precision fleet is already very bad. Faced with the onslaught of the dark elf fleet, sea lord Islin suddenly ordered full sails to turn. The high-precision fleet suddenly turned collectively under the **** of the dragon, temporarily getting rid of the entanglement of the undead fleet. , But the high-precision fleet in the downwind direction could not rise, and it was only a matter of time before the dark-precision fleet was washed away.

"The attack of the armored ship has stalled, there should be no shells." Koshir said to Finnuba: "Your Majesty, it is dangerous here, let's leave quickly, turn back and fight again, your safety is related to the safety of the entire Osuan! "

Finnuba looked nervously at the big battle at this time. His face was bloodless and his voice trembled. The Phoenix King only felt that his legs were weak, and his hands were shaking endlessly. He swallowed hard when he heard Koshir's words. , Tremblingly said: "Go and call Imric, I know he is nearby."

"Your Majesty?" Kohill didn't understand.

"I said, go call Imric! Didn't you hear?!" Finnuba suddenly roared, "Tell him, the Phoenix King wants to see him!"

"Yes!" Kohill hurriedly went.

Within five minutes, the roar of the dragon resounded throughout the dragon's spine mountain range, and the ancient star Dragon Minatenil carried Prince Imric of Calledo to Finnuba's face. Imric was cold. He raised his chin, arrogantly as if there was no edge: "Your Majesty, are you looking for me?"

"Qing Imric, come here, okay?" Finnuba motioned to Prince Calledo to come over.

Imrek didn't know much about what Finnuba meant. In his eyes, this was the fifth scum and mascot. However, according to the other party, it was also the elected Phoenix King. Prince Long came up: "Your Majesty?"

Before he could finish his words, Finnuba immediately stretched out his hands and held Prince Calledo's hands tightly. His affectionate voice continued to sound: "Qing Imric!!!"

"Your Majesty, what are you?" The Phoenix King held his hands, and the always proud Prince Dragon was also a little embarrassed. Imric wanted to retreat subconsciously, but Finnuba clenched his hands and held on: "Imric Qing! I beg you!"

"Your Majesty, please tell me if you have something to do, don't do this." Imric was so confused by Fenuba's hand that he even blushed: "That's not good."

"Imrican! Can't we really fight with Tyrion and the others and overcome the difficulties together?!" Finnuba said in a nearly pleading voice: "Osuan needs Caldo, and I Finnuba. You Imric!"

"Your Majesty! It's not that I don't want to contribute, but that guy Tyrion is really..." Imric was angry when he talked about it, and he tried to shake off Finnuba's hands: "There has never been such a thing. It makes sense."

"Imric, Imric, this name, but it was the name of the first ancient dragon tamed by Caldor-Dragon Trainer, do you remember?" Finnuba firmly held Yi. Murrak’s hands did not let go of death: "Look at our homeland, look at the great Osuan, look at the volcano under your feet, and look at the maelstrom in the distance, Ching Imric, you Remember? Your ancestor Calledo, but to protect this place, he gave everything!!!"

"Qing Imric, I'm Finnuba, please. Can't you really help Tyrion and the others?!" Finnuba continued to speak slowly, the Phoenix King's eyes were sincere and clear.

Imric was finally moved. Prince Calledo gently withdrew his hand, feeling the body temperature of Finnuba on both hands, Prince Calledo pondered for a long time, watching the great sea battle in the distance, and hesitated for a long time. After one minute and fifty seconds, he finally gritted his teeth.

"Your Majesty, I..."