Black Dragon Code

"Black Dragon Codex ()"

In the faint morning light, Skogal Beach was shrouded in a hazy mist. The heavy rain yesterday had stopped and turned into a non-stop drizzle, which drenched everything.

On the beach stands a minaret for vigilance, under which are densely packed fortifications and buildings, and further down is an open, irregularly shaped field. It is difficult for the crops to grow in the field, because the coastal troops of the Buluo Empire used to It has fought fierce battles with deep-sea invaders here, countless times.

Pros is sitting in the tower overlooking Skogal Beach, he has been here since yesterday, the whole night has passed, and now he is cold, hungry, distracted, and just wants to quickly finish the routine scouting mission , Go back to the barracks to drink a cup of hot milk and sleep well.

He turned the binoculars to the left, aimed at the dark sea surface, and began to slowly observe the sea level again. The picture in the lens had been repeated thousands of times in his eyes, and it was the same surging white waves and sunlight. Everything is calm and peaceful in the shimmering reefs and the misty sea.

Pross glanced back, and the hound was already curled up and asleep.

"Can there be any movement?" He muttered, "It's almost time, and it's time for me to go to bed."

The sky was bright, and Pross heard the sound of changing guards going upstairs. He rubbed his dry eyes, picked up the water bottle and poured it into his mouth. The cold temperature made his stomach ache, and Pross hissed in a low voice. With a sound, I was going to make another routine observation for the last time, and then I left immediately.

Once again, he turned the looking glass to the left and slowly scanned to the right along the sea level. When he turned to the most middle point of the sea surface, the looking glass stopped suddenly.

The scene in the environment made Prouss completely tense up, and his eyes widened.

Through the looming bits and pieces of the mist, the horizon lined up like magic with ships, large and small, of all kinds, moving in close order as if they had been there for a long time.

These ghostly ships seemed to emerge from the bottom of the sea. The "Omniscient Eye" did not warn the coastal troops, and the Empire's ally, the Deep Sea Kingdom, did not send any news to the Southern Army.

Pross stared blankly. He had never been shocked so much in his life, which made the soldier unbelievable and speechless, as if a devil from hell had grabbed his heart.

Fear made him tremble all over, and Pross jumped up from the low stool with a huge range of motion, lying on the fence and yelling at the soldiers who were preparing to change the guard below: "There is a ship landing!"

After shouting, he immediately turned back, and regardless of whether the soldiers below heard it, he grasped the magic stone on the sentry tower and sent a message to the command post of the coastal forces.

"Merry Chief." Pross said with a trembling voice, "This is Skogal, and there are at least 10,000 ships on the sea."

"Are you out of your mind? Soldier!" The command retorted, "It is impossible for pirates to have so many ships, and the Deep Sea Kingdom doesn't have that many ships. No one in Elradia has so many ships!"

The officer’s suspicion and scolding made Prouss wake up from the state of fear, "If you don’t believe it, come and see for yourself!" His words became much smoother: "The bastards of the Deep Sea Kingdom betrayed the empire, and all those spellcasters It's trash, we didn't get any information beforehand!"

The headquarters was silent for a while, and the receiver seemed to be ordering a verification to the person next to him, and then another communication came: "There are so many ships, where are they going?"

Pross looked at the sea, his pupils shrunk into needlepoints: "It's towards me."

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Never before had there been such a dawn, when in the hazy, gray morning light, the mighty Blackwing Fleet lined up around the five beaches of Skogal with majesty and foreboding.

The sea is full of ships, from the dark beach around Cherbourg to the mouth of the River Run, these warships together form a steel corridor surrounding Skogal, and the flags are flying across the sea, making crackling sounds in the breeze .

In the hazy fog, the majestic figure of the giant battleship looks like a monster from the deep sea,

And the deterrent cruisers and armored destroyers are also silhouetted in the fog. Located in the center of the fleet behind them is the great main ship of the Black Wing Empire. Compared with ordinary ships, these main ships are constantly improving The medium size is already exaggerated, perhaps it is more appropriate to describe it as a "sea platform".

After that, there are densely packed landing ships and transport ships.

A large number of ships lined up on the wide sea made loud noises, full of desire to fight. The hanging towers on both sides of the deck whirred and rotated, and the iron chains on the racks creaked, and one landing craft after another was sent out in the swing. A skeleton warrior in armor.

The flying dragon skimmed low over the sea, shuttling back and forth between the tightly packed and orderly ships, roaring to frighten these low-intelligence undead.

"Arrange in formation and wait for orders."

"Arrange in formation and wait for orders."

"Arrange in formation and wait for orders!"

...

"Let the undead charge first."

Garen stared at the quiet beach in the distance, and under the records of several half-dragons, he gave orders one by one: "Then, under the cover of the deep sea warriors, escort the goblin engineers up to clear the underwater obstacles and spell traps."

"After the goblin sappers start working, the landing ship must send the tanks to the shore and prepare to fire deep into the land."

"Thirty minutes after the work of clearing obstacles, the main forces in various places were divided into ten batches, and the landing operations began at intervals of five minutes."

"Be wary of the enemy's counterattack. Once the attack starts, we must firmly seize the beach, and we must not relax."

...

"Fire coverage first."

Prince Poison Fire waved his claws, signaling the beginning of this historic battle.

Intense sound waves rolled back and forth on the coast of Skogal, the hazy mist was shredded by the artillery, and a howling artillery fire broke out in the entire offensive area. The fleet was already ready for battle. Once the order was issued, all armored warships Without hesitation to shoot at the intended target, the beach area began to rise one after another black clouds into the sky.

The cruiser roared to attack the bunkers and underwater bunkers of the garrison on which the sun never sets. The battleships "Tusk" and "Thorn" destroyed an exposed counter-attack artillery group with astonishing precision, while the main ship "Grasp of the Empire" launched Six hundred shells were fired, all of which hit the magic position on the reef beach.

Under the cover of artillery fire, the small destroyers began to protrude forward. With full horsepower, they approached to a point only one kilometer from the shore, lined up, and poured intensive firepower at all targets of the shore defense position system.

The plan was carried out in perfect harmony. Ten minutes after the sea fleet carried out a saturated attack, another sound rumbled over the fleet. At first, the sound was very slow, like a huge dragon flapping its wings, and then the sound gradually increased, becoming It became the sound of flapping wings one after another.

The radiant dragon army appeared, they flew directly over the huge fleet, their heads were attached to the tail thorns, and their wings were attached to their wings. They were of different colors and sizes. There were about 20,000 of them in total. The dragons ignored the fleet's artillery rain, Drop incendiary bombs on beaches and straits trying to counterattack.

This terrifying weapon specially made by the empire weighs about 300 kilograms, and it has been mass-assembled with radiant dragon legions. After they come into contact with the striking object, they will quickly burst into a high temperature that is more terrifying than dragon's breath, and they have strong adhesion. Lasting for five to ten minutes, the destructive effect on combustibles is stronger than the explosive bombs fired by the Black Wing Fleet.

Skogal has been reduced to a sea of ​​flames constantly emitting black smoke. The flames burn on the water, and the scene is like hell.