As previously estimated, according to the course of the Sistine and Fasser fleets, they intend to land at the port of Dover, not far from Glasgow.

The size of the navy in the Golan is completely incomparable, and the configuration of the warships is incomparable.

Wen Lin's shipbuilding workshop provided several well-equipped warships, but it was obviously far from enough.

Golando is mainly small and brisk ships. Wen Lin mentioned this to Vicia when preparing for the battle. Small ships have less draught and run smoothly, and have high flexibility, which is very suitable for ambushes.

So the first thing Vicia did when she arrived at the front line was to select soldiers who had been trained in Wen Lin's tactics, and Eggus would take them to ambush.

At sea level, the sails are raised.

Maintaining an orderly queue, Golan's fleet quickly disappeared from Visia's sight.

A tent was set up on the coast, and Vicia reconfirmed the details of the battle almost constantly.

The waiting time was painful, but when she saw Eggers returning safely, Visiah's heart was finally able to let go, and the guerrilla ambush tactics were obviously feasible.

The next ambush was continued step by step, but not every time was as smooth as the first time, and the prepared enemy was extremely vigilant.

In the early morning of the next day, the bonfires burned on the towering cliffs, the sea breeze whimpered, and the fleet with gradually clear outlines rolled in with a shocking and earth-shattering sound.

The enemy's fleet almost filled the vast sea, and the provocative horn sounded for a long time in the entire sea area, like a long-lasting thunder, hitting the hearts of every Golan.

When the sky is brighter, the battle flags and the armor that shines with the color of steel can be seen in a glance.

They were getting closer and closer, and Eggers clenched the long in his hand. The gun, the blood surging with crazy fighting intent, screamed.

Field stood on the other side, and his eyes fell behind a dark gorge in the distance. This was destined to be an extremely difficult and grand war, but he was firm that everything Wen Lin did would bring about the final victory. .

Through the binoculars, Golan's generals recognized the commander of the Sistine battle, Sindre, known as the "one-eyed".

One-eyed is usually a nickname given to a pirate, and he has this honor entirely because of his brutal treatment of prisoners of war.

No one who has ever been defeated can escape in his hands, even the nobles of high status.

The Sistine generals were also observing the situation of Golan through the telescope. They were very surprised to find that the tight and orderly defense of Golan was obviously well prepared.

Seems to have known about their raid for a long time.

Thinking of the several unknown attacks last night, their faces suddenly became subtle, but this did not affect their mood at all.

"Everyone, we will capture the Golan once and for all for the Sistine. What a rare honor!"

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[1] Reference and modification from the Queen's Speech in "Queen Elizabeth"!

Saying that Saturday is Saturday!

Chapter 97

In the weather without sunshine, the strong bloody smell rushed from the sea, and the rolling gunpowder licked the sea surface, extending infinitely toward the boundless distance.

The surging waves hit the rock wall one by one, creating large blood-red foam.

Flags, horns, mixed with gunpowder smoke, roars, confusion... The dark fleet was bumping up and down on the boiling sea.

Hindre stood on the stern of the ship, watching the battle on the sea and the woman standing on the far shore.

The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer, and the fighting is getting more and more tragic.

At first, the Golan used ten ships as a small fleet. Under the cover of shells and arrows, they attacked in a seemingly disorderly manner, but always maintained a unified pace, taking the Sistine in a seemingly loose path. The fleet crashed into a gap.

A gap appeared on the right flank of the enemy fleet, and hunting flags fluttered in the wind, accurately conveying the order to focus on the right flank.

In this era, the weapons on warships are quite limited. Bows and arrows, catapults, arsonists, spears, and catapults, etc., it is very difficult to rely on these weapons to sink enemy ships.

The ramming battle and the siding battle were still an important part of the decision to win or lose. The reinforced iron bow collided violently with the enemy ship, and sawdust splashed.

The sky was dark, black clouds rolled, and the sky echoed with the sound of muffled thunder.

On the vast sea, the armor and shields built countless cold lines of defense. In the smoke mixed with the smell of blood, the backs of the fighting were everywhere.

There were screams one after another, blood splattered, spilled on the deck, and sank into the waves.

long. The gun pierced the enemy's chest, and Eggers was covered in blood. He let out a rude roar and picked up the body, "God, Eggers, please bless Golan."

Eggers stared at the grand scene that seemed like the end of the world before him. This time, his eyes were no longer the heartyness of the unforgettable battle, but the solemnity he had never seen before.

Hundreds of warships were intertwined on the vast sea, and the deck beneath them was dyed hot with thick blood.

Whether it is military or combat power, the disparity is too great, and it is reluctant to rely on unexpected tactics and self. Killing attacks maintain the current tug-of-war situation.

But no one knows better than Eggers that in the face of absolute power, they seem so vulnerable.

The bravery of the Sistine Navy lived up to its name, and Eggers was deeply shocked on the battlefield for the first time.

The huge number of Sistine Navy not only has a much stronger combat readiness than Golan, but the highly organized battle formation makes it difficult for them to take a bite out of the Sistine Navy.

Everything was worse than expected. Even Wen Lin gave Golan's naval commanders a lot of lessons and practiced with them.

But after all, time is still not enough, they are still too far behind.

Eggers' eyes were scarlet, and he seemed to be waving tirelessly. Guns, blood stains mixed with gunpowder smoke.