The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 397 The Embarrassed Corrupted Heart

"Siege of the Black Ark!"

As the battle on the sea gradually entered a fierce stage, the thick fog that had shrouded the sky gradually began to disperse, gradually exposing the cruel battlefield to the air.

The Black Ark pirates of the Corrupted Heart Family were trying their best to load the Reaper Ballista and Scorpion Crossbow, and then fired thick armor-piercing crossbow bolts at the Asul ship in the distance.

The ironclad warships under Rohan's command also began to turn their muzzles and start shelling. At the same time, they threw skinned torpedoes filled with high explosives and incendiary agents into the water, trying to sink the enemy ships by virtue of the number of torpedoes.

The sky is full of flying cannonballs and glowing magic. Even in the water, there are sea dragons tamed by dark elf animal trainers and torpedoes swimming towards dragon ships in the distance.

If it was the Sigmar Empire or the Dwarven naval fleet, they would have already been on the verge of collapse under this series of swift blows, and finally fled the battlefield desperately.

However, it is a pity that the opponent of the dark elves this time is not those vulnerable enemies in the past, but the high elves who are known as the world's number one navy!
And the navy of the high elves will not be defeated so easily:
"Marselan blesses us, the elite sailors of Azul, now is the time to sacrifice their lives to protect Ulthuan!"

The young ocean lord was standing at the forefront of the dragon boat fearlessly, as if he didn't care about the terrifying crossbow bolts and exploding shells that passed by, he resolutely raised his spear to encourage the surrounding soldiers.

This was the first time that Aislin participated in commanding such a large-scale naval battle, and it was also the first time that he faced such a tragic battle.

Less than 10 minutes had passed since the start of the battle, and the fleet under his command had already been sunk with two auxiliary ships, and the rest had basically suffered varying degrees of damage.

In such a fierce battle, Aislin could even see that several auxiliary ships in the distance had begun to retreat, and they looked like they were retreating!

Faced with this situation, Aislin standing at the bow could not help but clenched the spear and shield in his hands, and then shouted at the orderly on the mast:

"We can't continue like this...Flagbearer, pass my order to all the warships to convey the order for the entire army to charge, and tell them in the flag language:
Ulthuan expects every fighter to do their duty! "

Having said that, Aislin went directly to the stern of the dragon boat and took over the rudder, aiming the collision angle firmly at the God Bless the Evil Party, which was approaching astern in the distance.

As an ocean lord without any prestige or endorsement from big bosses, Aislin knew very well that with his experience, it would be difficult for his soldiers to obey, let alone those proud captains.

The only thing he can do is to show the courage to completely disregard his own life and death, to arouse the blood and determination of the soldiers to defend Ulthuan!
"The flagship is launching a charge, should we suppress the fire from behind?"

"I knew that the new ocean lord was unreliable... Marselan is on top, fight hard, and charge at full speed to the Black Ark!"

"Is this the so-called fulfillment of duty? I am the Ocean Prince of Lothern. How could I hide behind the flagship like a coward, for the sake of Marselan and Ulthuan!"

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Seeing that the flagship originally located in the center of the fleet actually started to charge first, the high elf captains could only curse Aislin's madness while ordering the sailors under his command to start speeding up.

Although they are indeed not happy to be overwhelmed by a young sea lord, the pride of the elves makes them not allow themselves to be left behind by the juniors!

For a moment, the fleet of high elves who were still afraid of the Black Ark's gunfire began to speed up one after another, slamming into the distant Black Ark without risking their lives.

Even the originally calm ocean seemed to be inspired by the dreams of these passionate elves, and surging waves began to push the battlefield of the high elves, helping them to charge faster.

"Courage is commendable. It seems that Asur's navy is finally about to usher in a leader with a brain."

Facing the sudden counterattack of the high elves, Roxia standing on the God Bless the Evil Party couldn't help showing a touch of excitement in his eyes, and subconsciously began to turn the scarlet double blades in his hands.

I have to say that the tactics adopted by Aislin are indeed the correct choice to maximize strengths and avoid weaknesses:

Due to the size of the Black Ark is too large, although it can achieve the effect of firepower suppression with a large number of long-range weapons loaded, it will be slightly bloated in close-range naval battles.

In the naval battles between the two races in the past, the high elves used wolves-like tactics to tear apart the bloated Black Ark without exception, and finally defeated them one by one by virtue of their numerical superiority.

Most of the dark elves' victories were achieved by using auxiliary ships to delay the speed of the dragon boats. After focusing on firepower with superior firepower, they finally ended the entire battle by relying on gang-jumping tactics.

Obviously, Aislin's manticore-like fighting style really made Roxia, who was used to traditional fighting methods, feel a little difficult.

Of course, it's just a little difficult!

"Hey, those Azul warships seem to be rushing here. If you can't think of a solution, I'm going to leave you and run away."

Rohan looked worriedly at the high elf warships that were accelerating in the distance. He could feel a divine power at work that made him feel disgusted. It was obviously the sea god Marcelan who came to help.

He has not forgotten that his life and the Black Ark almost fell into Marcelan's hands.

Their fleet did not have any advantage in quantity, and the quality of the ironclad ships driven by steam engines was obviously not comparable to that of the high elf auxiliary battleships blessed by Marselan.

Moreover, the purpose of this encounter is to lure the enemy into the ambush circle. Now that the enemy has already taken the bait, why continue to fight to the death?

Facing Luohan's doubts, Roxia just snorted confidently, then waved his hands indifferently and said:
"If you feel scared, go to the ambush circle in advance. I also want to enjoy the thrill of the prey's struggle. I will retreat when I have enough fun."

"This is what you said, then I'm leaving!"

Hearing that Roxia had asked him to leave the battle, Rohan decisively rode the unnamed Storm Drake from the deck of the God Bless the Evil Party, and then flew into the distance.

He is not an elf who will fight internally, and he will never put his own life and death aside!

With a purple afterimage flashing across the sky, Rohan had already left the sea area under the leadership of the storm drake, leaving only Roxia with a mask on his face looking up at the sky.

"This guy, actually just left like this?"

———An hour later, Broken Shore
On the deck of the colonists of the world, Rohan was leisurely fishing a large piece of tender and juicy beef with a fishing rod and sitting on the steeple, teasing the storm dragonling who was trying to bite the piece of meat in mid-air with great interest.

Although storm dragons are generally arrogant and suspicious in character, this young storm dragon is a dragon that was accelerated in growth by Rohan using the treasure of Pendor's world - the Dragon Tear Gem. Therefore, although its size has already It is comparable to an ordinary Sun Dragon, but its IQ is as innocent as a puppy.

However, it seems that because the dragon egg fed on Rohan's blood, the young dragon was very close to Rohan, and was not as arrogant as the rumors said.

The only problem now is the name...

"Locia has been late for too long, there must be some accident in the decoy fleet, right?"

Just when Rohan was still obsessed with playing with the dragon, the curious voice of his own champion warrior Rissadilan suddenly came from below the spire, so he took the initiative to joke:

"I have less confidence in him. Maybe it was destroyed by the fleet of high elves. I have already started preparing a wreath for him."

Even though he said so, Rohan actually didn't worry about the safety of Lokcia and the decoy fleet at all. After all, although the enemy had the help of Sea God Marselan, Lohan also had the favor of Sea God.

As early as when the other party was young, he had personally sacrificed the murderer who killed his father to the Sea God, and since then he has made a name for himself.

How could such a fearful admiral who could bring disaster and war to most of the mortal coasts lose to the navy of the high elves?
"It's finally here, what I hate the most is a guy like this who doesn't keep his promise to the world!"

Just when Luohan was about to continue teasing the dragon, he suddenly noticed a few shadows of the black ark on the distant sea, so he put away his fishing rod and complained:
"But this is too miserable. I have borrowed 24 ironclad ships, and now I have not been able to withdraw any of them. Isn't this too outrageous?"

Although he said so, there was not much sarcasm in Rohan's eyes, instead he took the initiative to take the Gwendalian Blade on his back in his hand.

After all, compared with the ironclad battleships he lost, Loxia's losses are inevitably greater:
Of the eight Black Arks from the Fallen Heart Family, only three have returned, including the God Blessed Evil Party, which suffered considerable trauma!
"No way, just relying on the strength of those Azuls to achieve such a level, even the Patriarch suffered such a heavy loss this time?"

"It seems that our enemy is not simple this time. Everyone is ready to fight and go to meet His Excellency the Patriarch at any time!"

"I didn't see any traces of the high elves' fleet chasing after us. Were the enemies really attracted to the ambush circle?"

In such a fierce battle, not to mention that Rohan, who was located on the high tower, was secretly stunned by the results of such a battle, even the members of the Fallen Heart family couldn't help being a little shaken.

That is Loxia Corrupted Heart!
Although he is not a famous general who is victorious in all battles, in terms of naval combat capabilities, Loxia's tactical level can definitely be regarded as the world's cutting-edge level.

Who could push him to this point?

With the eager anticipation of many dark elves, the Blessed Evil Party, whose hull was emitting billowing black smoke, finally came to the fleet composed of dozens of black arks in the ambush circle, and began emergency repairs.

Rohan, on the other hand, flapped his wings impatiently and flew to the deck of the Blessed Villain. After passing through the dead bodies and wreckage that could be seen everywhere, he finally found Roxia who was resting near the rudder.

Looking at the obvious blood marks on the opponent's body, Luo Han directly waved his hand and cast the advanced spell 'Holy Praise' to heal the opponent, and then said with some emotion:
"It's really embarrassing, Loxia. It seems that you have met your destined opponent this time?"

Luo Han originally planned to use a more brisk tone to restore the other party's confidence. After all, if he suffered such a heavy loss, he would inevitably feel sad for a while.

Unexpectedly, however, Roxia kicked the corpse of the Lothern Triton next to him in a rather exasperated tone, and then cursed:
"A destined opponent? Is he the only one worthy?"

"So what happened? Your ship seems to have gone through a brutal gang fight. Could it be that our enemy is so strong this time that we will be beaten so badly?"

"No, it's my fault. I just didn't expect that guy to jump into the gang in the first round of boarding like a lunatic, and then perform an indiscriminate collision while jumping."

Roxia's eyes were full of exhaustion. After all, he was not a living saint and could only command and fight with his mortal body, which caused great torture to his spirit and body.

Marselan, Kane, Asuryan... whoever the gods are, where did this lunatic come from?
Recalling the Azul navy that jumped onto his black ark with a shield and spear, and then forced his soldiers to fight against the rain of arrows from his own side, Roxia couldn't help being speechless.

It's not that he hasn't fought against such enemies who don't care about his own safety. After all, whether it's his despicable kin or those despicable ratmen, most of them don't mind the death of their own soldiers.

But when this happens to a high elf, things get interesting!

Seeing Loxia's face full of exhaustion, Luo Han couldn't help but kindly persuaded:
"It seems that you were taught a lesson by that guy, do you need my help?"

"Are you looking down on me? I just haven't figured out his fighting style. Next, I will personally return this shame to him!"

In the face of Rohan's kindness, Lokcia's emotions gradually began to return to calm. His scarlet eyes were staring at the broken coast in the distance in the mist and explained:

"He is indeed a smart commander, but such a cruel style of doing things will not be recognized by those of the Holy Mother of Mercy, and his stupidity will definitely pull him into the abyss of eternal doom!

And I will personally crown his tomb! "

(End of this chapter)