The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 423 Siege of Tyron Locke
At this moment, Rohan didn't know that Aixalion, who had only met him a few times, had prepared a 'big gift' for him, but was preparing for battle on the sea of ​​Desolation:
"Duluqi, the lava storm rockets are ready to launch!"

"Spear and shield (Elvish)!"

In the rough and desolate sea, a fully armed giant black ark is leading two other smaller medium-sized black arks on the sea. The floating rock deck is as stable as land.

The huge bodies of the three black arks were like three thousand-year-old sea dragons, turning the originally calm sea upside down and causing huge waves.

quack~
Countless harpies spontaneously came to build nests and repairs on the masts of the three black arks. At the same time, they looked expectantly at the island-like rock warships below.

Thousands of years of inherited survival experience have taught them that the appearance of the Black Ark often means that these elves will start another bloody killing war.

And war means food!

Logically speaking, for a Black Ark fleet of this size, only those three-banner dark elf families of the Zhenghei Longshang who entered the country with His Majesty the Witch King could have the qualifications and background to own this powerful fleet.

However, the golden-clawed black dragon flag hanging on the mast at this moment proves the origin of this fleet. It is the Rohan family with a history of only 100 years!
"Ah~ No matter how many times I watch the spectacular scene of the Black Ark fleet rushing out of the sea fog, I never get tired of it. Especially since this fleet is our own, it is even more comfortable!"

Lohan was lying facelessly on a special sun chair with his legs crossed. A pair of iron wings were exposed through the gap in the chair and gently swayed, showing their owner's good mood at the moment.

There is probably no dark elf in this world who can refuse the temptation of the Black Ark. If so, then the Black Ark is not big enough!

Thanks to the good relationship that Rohan established with the Corrupted Heart family during the naval battle, Lohan generously sold to him all two medium-sized black arks that had suffered minor damage in the naval battle.

Although the price of these two black arks is an unaffordable sum compared to other dark elf families, it is just acceptable to Rohan, a colonizer of another world.

After all, the gold, silver and jewels in his vault have already piled up like a mountain. Instead of putting them in the vault and restricting them, it would be more practical to convert them all into black arks that can improve the legion's combat effectiveness.

"Thanks to the blessing of the Lady of Mist, we can finally see the harbor of Tal Anlock!"

"Is that Ulthuan...the homeland that my fathers never saw with their own eyes until their deaths?"

"Home... Ulthuan, we are back again, and we have brought spears and killing as gifts. I just wonder if you have the courage to welcome your long-lost child?"

Looking at the lush lawn in the distance and the giant city standing above it, every dark elf's face was filled with confusion and depression, and a strange light kept shining in his eyes.

Hometown...what a strange but charming word!
There is no doubt that at least more than [-]% of the dark elves were unable to witness the 'Atlantis' suspended on the sea until their death. The only thing they knew was the beauty passed down from generation to generation by their ancestors.

Although the former Nagaryth was slightly desolate compared to other places in Ulthuan, there were still clear rivers and birds and beasts that seemed to be favored by God. The climate conditions were far superior to those of Nagaryth.

However, it is a pity that until the first generation of dark elves who followed the Witch King to Naggaroth were all dead, they would never be able to see their hometown land with their own eyes for the rest of their lives, and they could only pin their hopes on future generations.

And it is this unwillingness and regret that has been passed down from generation to generation in the blood of the dark elves to this day!

Nowadays, conquering Ulthuan for Druchi is no longer as simple as completing his ambition for His Majesty the Witch King, but also to personally experience and witness this continent that only exists in the minds of his ancestors!
dong~dong~dong~
"Your Excellency Rohan, the warning bells on the harbor of Tal Anlock have been sounded. The high elves' navy will soon react to counterattack you. What do you plan to do then?"

At the other end of the parasol, Tigris, who was wearing a valet uniform, was looking at the dark elves around him who were exuding homesickness with complex eyes, and then couldn't help but persuade him:

"Perhaps there is no need for us to use force to resolve conflicts. If your goal is just to transport the troops to Ulthuan intact, why bother to forcibly attack a fortified fortress city like Tal Anlok? "

This period of getting along with him made him very aware of Rohan's terrifying fighting power, which could be called the incarnation of Kane. It also made him know that Tal Anlock now did not have the strength to resist Rohan at all.

He hoped that Rohan would let the city go so that the innocent high elves in the city could be spared the bloody massacre!
However, it is a pity that Teclis is now just a talented magic apprentice captive. His will to stop the Chosen of the Mist is still too far behind:
"It's interesting...my dear manservant, are you teaching me how to do things?"

Hearing that Tigris actually tried to interfere with his strategy, Rohan couldn't help but take off his sunglasses and take a closer look at this handsome boy with red teeth and white teeth, and a mocking smile appeared on his face.

Theoretically speaking, Rohan, who is on the order side, should not cause too much killing to the high elves, but who made him the fear lord?
When His Majesty the Witch King ascends to the throne of the Phoenix King, even someone as cold as Asuyan will never watch his chosen one turn out to be a half-cooked elf that is scorched on the outside but tender on the inside.

Although Rohan is not a fan of Ulthuan, he has to admit that it is a powerful god who is qualified to confront the Chaos Gods head-on, even if he seems to be in ruins.

And according to the description of Asuryan in his previous life, the other party seems to have been secretly preparing a big plan that can completely solve the threat of chaos. This alone is enough to arouse Rohan's curiosity.

Therefore, for the sake of the big plan, His Majesty the Witch King must become Asuryan's eternal Phoenix God, and before that, he must fight against the high elves, a group of 'rebels' who violate the orthodox Phoenix King!
Faced with Rohan's barely concealed mocking gaze, Tigris could only retreat silently and continue to fan Rohan, while constantly observing every move of the Silver Mist Legion outside.

During this period of time, Teclis has been kept by Rohan's side, so he naturally knows the difference between Rohan's direct troops and ordinary dark elves:

Advanced sigil muskets and various powerful artillery; war machines produced entirely in accordance with standard specifications and various strange demon hunters, as well as the belief in the Lady of the Mist that Rohan constantly instilled in him.

Although Teclis is also full of yearning for the world without the threat of Chaos described by Rohan, Teddy at this time is obviously not the culprit who ultimately led to the destruction of the world under Lilith's coaxing.

As a magic apprentice in the White Tower of Hoth, Teddy is obviously not mature enough to abandon the hatred between the two races in order to fight Chaos, not to mention that it is still the time when the Dark Elves are invading Ulthuan.

Although Teddy is now in the 'Cao Camp', as long as he can find an opportunity, he will definitely report all the information about the dark elves and Rohan to Ulthuan!
Just when Rohan was about to put on his sunglasses again and laze around for a while before the battle, the voice of the captain of the Silver Mist Guards in the distance - Lisa Dilan suddenly reached his ears, making him sit up helplessly:

"We have received the magic signal sent to us by Aishalian. The Eastern Expeditionary Army is asking us when we will launch an attack on Tal Anlock's harbor. They will coordinate our attack!"

"Understood, tell them to be ready for battle at any time, and to launch an attack from land as soon as they receive the signal from us to attack."

"The commander-in-chief of the Eastern Expedition, Aishalian, sent a magic communication and asked what our attack signal is?" "He will receive it, as long as he sees the blossoming fireworks from the sky above Tal Anlock, then It means the battle has completely begun.”

Rohan responded to Aishalian's inquiry with great interest, and then turned his attention to the decks of the two medium-sized black arks. The corners of his mouth began to rise slightly after looking at the rocket launch pads erected above.

Lava Storm Rockets are the ship-borne large-scale siege strategic weapons of the Lava Roar Chariot. They are also currently the most expensive long-range weapons under Rohan's command:

The five-meter-high rocket is fixed on a launch platform made of iron brackets. The huge rocket body not only brings an increase in power, but also allows the launch to reach an astonishing ten kilometers!

It has to be said that Anson's weapon talent and production technology are indeed quite good. Compared with the Skaven's doomsday rockets, these handmade rockets not only have extremely high stability, but also have pretty good accuracy.

Although the ultimate range of ten kilometers will make the error reach an astonishing 100 meters, as the saying goes, accuracy is not enough to make up for the quantity, and the spacious deck of Black Ark can be used to lay out more rocket launchers!

As for the price...

The total cost of various new materials and labor costs is nearly 50000 gold coins to make a rocket. Even Luo Han can't help but feel a twinge of pain at such a high price!
"Ah... fighting a war really costs money like water. When the cannonballs go off, you get a thousand taels of gold."

Rohan watched with emotion as the dark elf warriors pushed the rockets into the launcher with the help of several ogre slaves, and then blocked his ears under the confused gaze of Teclis.

The surrounding guards also followed suit and repeated Rohan's actions, leaving this cute little elf still confused as to what was going on.

But soon, he understood why the elves present did this:
"Three...two...one...ignite!"

brush brush --

"Wow ah ah!"

The deafening sound of rockets piercing the air hit Teclis' unsuspecting eardrums unbridled. The elf's keen sense was ravaged by this terrible sound and he squatted on the ground in pain, covering his ears.

The piercing screams continued from near to far. After a while, the sound that almost shook the eardrums gradually stopped, and Tigris was finally able to raise his head with difficulty and look into the sky:

With the help of the booster, he saw these skinned iron lumps turning into meteors in the sky. The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke. The pungent smell of gunpowder and sulfur made him cough.

"Get ready for the most epic fireworks show you've ever seen!"

Rohan laughed and pulled Teclis up from the ground, and then began to direct the army to prepare for landing on the beach, preparing to respond to Aishalian's Eastern Expedition.

If everything goes well, they will be able to spend the night on the land of Ulthuan tonight!

However, if all the plans on Black Ark are proceeding in an orderly manner, then at this moment, the city of Tal Anlock has already become a mess:

"All magic forts and ballistae are ready for air defense interception. We must not let those meteors in the sky fall into the city!"

"We are surrounded. Does anyone know who is in charge of the next battle command?"

"Mother--"

"What, let us retract the ballista and then all detect the place where there is a bunker?"

"It's too late, the Eagle Claw Ballista switches to scatter mode and points to the sky, fire immediately!"

……

The 'meteor shower' in the sky has gradually begun to dive towards Tal Anlock below. However, the high elf princes in the city have obviously not been able to react to the sudden chaos.

Logically speaking, it would take at least several minutes from the time the rocket is launched from the Black Ark to the time it lands in the city, and this golden time is enough for the commander to calmly respond to the crisis that will occur next.

But almost at the same time, conflicting orders from the elven princes were placed on the high elf commander located on the city walls and gun towers, directly putting his head into overload.

Whose orders are you listening to...?
"No matter what happened to those evil dark elves, we must not let them threaten any facilities in the city. We will notify all the forts to prepare for air defense immediately!

Let all citizens who are unable to fight evacuate to shelters, and at the same time call on all militiamen who have received compulsory training to distribute weapons to them. Now is the time to prepare for all battles! "

Perhaps the only good thing is that the commander of the city defense force was able to determine the threat from the sky in the shortest possible time and quickly make a response plan.

Looking at the messengers who had gone away, the commander of the city defense army couldn't help but look at the family rune sword beside him, and a look of pride could not help but appear on his handsome face.

This is the capital of the Tyranlock Kingdom, Tal Anlock with thousands of years of history!
The complete city defense facilities and the dazzling array of gun towers and arrow towers gave him endless confidence. In addition, the Kingdom of Caledor would never leave them alone after receiving the news, and reinforcements would surely arrive soon.

Even considering the worst-case scenario, the food reserves in the city are enough to supply the citizens for a long-term defense of the city. What's more, there are life magicians who can speed up the planting of farmland. He is even confident that he can defend the city until Die of old age!

Unfortunately, the commander who was dispatching troops at the guard post did not realize that the development of the times and weapons had far exceeded his understanding...

(End of this chapter)