Little Priest's Cat Diary

As the sun rises slowly from the horizon, the sky is getting brighter, and the thick fog pervading the land is dispelled by the sun little by little.

When the thick fog cleared, dozens of warships in the Fadagaro River were revealed.

They were moored on the wide river, and the torrential water rushed them up and down.

Black banners fluttered in the wind on the warships.

Black is the symbolic color of Celt, the god of storm and destruction believed by the people of the sea.

Wherever the storm goes, it ravages the whole earth.

Similarly, wherever the Sea Peoples went, everything was razed to the ground by them.

The Sea Peoples fought all the way, destroying countless tribes and weak kingdoms.

On the road they migrated, countless dead spirits and bones were trampled on.

They stopped in Porto Yas more than a year ago.

The Sea People have been wandering on the sea for too long, and they need a new place to reproduce and develop.

They chose Portoyas and wanted to take this rich land as their own.

They almost made it.

However, after all, it was still a little bit worse.

The seafolk thought it was only a little bit worse.

But they and their daughter-in-law Shah didn't understand.

——That point makes a world of difference.

With the Fadagaro River as the boundary, the Sea People and Portoyas confronted each other for a whole year.

A year later, the doomed war finally broke out on the banks of the Fadagaro River.

This is a crucial battle.

The attention of other countries on the continent has been placed here.

Because the victory or defeat of this battle will determine the prosperity or decline of Portoyas' future.

If this battle can be won, it means that Portoyas has found a way to suppress the powerful warships and weapons of the Sea People.

In this way, it will only be a matter of time before Portoyas defeats the Sea People.

On the contrary, it proves that they still have nothing to do with the people at sea.

Then the Sea People will firmly gain a firm foothold in the southern land from now on, and will devour them little by little as time goes by.

The fog gradually dissipated, exposing the behemoths in the river to everyone.

That huge and majestic warship is what gives the people of the sea great confidence.

Because the sea people have been fighting at sea all year round, their warship development is far superior to that of the countries on the mainland.

Their warships are not only huge, but also maneuverable, quicker to turn, and more importantly, extremely hard. .

Especially the huge ram at the bow, which is wrapped in steel, is extremely hard. When it rams fiercely, it can easily knock the enemy ship out of a huge gap, or even directly break it into two pieces.

On the plain far away from the Fadagaro River, Sardis stands on horseback.

Nadia, who was following him on horseback, looked at the huge monsters on the river, and couldn't help expressing emotion.

"It's really big, no wonder our fleet is not their opponent at all."

More than a year ago, the naval fleet of Portoyas was completely destroyed by the warships of the Sea People.

The limbs and arms of countless warships may still be sinking in the deep seabed.

Nadia raised her hand and rubbed her fingers against the thick scar on her chin.

That was his habitual action when he was excited.

His eyes were fixed on the huge warship on the river, and the fighting spirit flashed in his eyes, as if he couldn't wait.

Ten thousand elite cavalry stood behind them quietly and steadily like a stone forest.

Thick clouds, like a storm brewing, are ready to go.

Like a towering mountain peak, it seems to be standing still, but the boiling magma is surging in the depths, and it can spew out as long as there is a breakthrough——

Sardis looked at the battlefield ahead.

The former army has been dispatched, and the battlefield in front of them has already been ignited by the flames of war.

The Portoyas cavalry in white armor charged at the Sea People's army.

Accompanied by the rushing sound of the river and the shaking of the earth, the armies of both sides collided heavily.

The sound of shouting, roaring, clashing of weapons, and fighting sounded over the battlefield.

It stands to reason that under the premise that the weapons are already equal, Portoyas, which is dominated by cavalry, should have an advantage over the maritime militia, which is dominated by infantry.

But now on the battlefield, it is obvious that the Podoyas army is at a disadvantage and is pushed back step by step.

The reason lies in the huge warships behind the Sea People's Army.

They are moored on the Fadagaro River, like small movable fortresses.

Countless sharp arrows were thrown down from the high side of the ship.

At the same time, the small trebuchets on the ship continuously threw stone rain towards the cavalry army of Portoyas.

"almost."

Nadia said eagerly.

He, who was originally impatient, saw his army being suppressed and beaten, and his whole body was very restless.

Even the steed under him seemed to feel his master's mood, pawing the ground anxiously and snorting.

"It's time for us to attack, Your Highness."

Seeing that the Portoyas army was suppressed to death, Sardis's face was very calm.

"Wait a minute," he said.

"Ah? Still waiting? If you wait any longer, you will lose!"

Looking at the urgent situation ahead, Nadia became more and more impatient.

As soon as he finished speaking, the crow's mouth came true, and the Podoyas army was suppressed by the enemy and forced to retreat.

When our side retreats, the enemy will naturally press up.

Seeing that the Podoyas people were gradually unable to hold back and showed signs of being defeated, the warships on the river pressed forward, and the arrows shot down from the boats became more and more dense, throwing gravel that fell on the Podoyas army. It's also tighter.

At the same time, the people of the sea donated new troops and joined the battlefield without hesitation.

They obviously wanted to step up their offensive and beat the Portoyas in one go.

Under multiple oppressions, the Portoyas army was crushed and retreated steadily, unable to breathe forward.

Seeing that if it continues like this, it will be defeated——

Sardis stared at the former army that was about to be defeated.

The former Podoyas army suffered heavy casualties. Countless Podoyas soldiers died under the sharp arrows pouring down from the warships, or were smashed off their horses by gravel, and died on the ground.

The battle situation looked extremely tragic.

The blood stained the soil on the banks of the Fadagaro River red, and even slowly seeped into the river along the soil.

On the ground, there were all the corpses of Podoyas soldiers lying there.

Nadia was already breathing heavily, and his hand that was holding the rein was even more bruised.

But Sardis, who was watching the tragic battle situation, looked very calm, and his gaze on the battlefield was terrifyingly calm.

Allowing countless soldiers under his command to die under such an absolute disadvantage, he still stood still and seemed to have no plans to rescue him at all.

His eyes were always on the warships in the river.

As the former Podoyas army was pushed back step by step, away from the river a little bit, the warships that were moored in the river moved slowly towards the shore one after another in order to continue to attack the retreating Podoyas people come.

In the end, almost all the dozens of warships approached the shore.

And because they are all close to the battlefield, the distance between them that was slightly loose when they were in the river has become denser.

The dozens of warships gathered on the bank of the river.

A cold light flashed across Sardis's eyes, making one's heart palpitate for no reason.

At this moment, he waved his hand.

A blue flag was raised high behind him.

It soared in the air, as if merging with the cloudless blue sky.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the battlefield.

On a hill and high ground a little far away from the battlefield, more than a dozen stone catapults that had been ready to go bounced high at the moment the flag was raised.

Dozens of black pots roared in the air, crossed the sky, cut a long parabola, and flew towards the river bank.

Bang bang bang, accompanied by the continuous sound of impact and shattering.

All those black pots fell on the deck of the huge warship, smashing to pieces.

As the black pottery pot shattered, a stream of black oil contained in it flowed all over the ground.

Those viscous oils also gave off a pungent smell.

On the high ground of the hill where the catapult was located, a young man stood on a horse.

He holds a snow-white longbow.

The howling wind lifted the cloak high behind him.

The thin strands of light golden hair fluttered endlessly before his eyes.

The blue eyes are as bright as the sun in the cloudless sky at the moment.

The young Shaoji raised his white bow high.

The snow-colored bow shone like jade in the sun.

He gazed unblinkingly at the Fadagaro River with eyes as sharp as the sharp arrows on his bow.

A cluster of crimson flames burned on the tip of the arrow.

The fire was reflected in his pupils, as if there was a cluster of flames burning deep in his eyes.

In the next second, the slender fingers loosened.

A small humming sound.

The sharp arrow shot out.

It drew a red arc in the air with flames.

At first glance, it seems that there are tiny flames scattered in the sky along with its galloping trajectory.

On a huge warship on the Fadagaro River, the soldiers on the deck were walking towards the smashed black clay pot in doubt.

A bright light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes.

The flaming sharp arrow galloped over, brushed the soldier's shoulder, and hit the center of the shattered clay pot with perfect accuracy.

boom!

The flames sprang up violently.

Almost in an instant, the originally small flame exploded into a giant, burning fiercely on the wooden deck.

"fire!"

"Quickly put out the fire!"

Shouts rang out from the ship.

Although hurried, but not panic.

When the people of the sea are engaged in naval battles, fire attacks are common, so they have long been able to put out fires in an orderly manner.

What's more, this is the river, and the water is inexhaustible, so I don't worry about not having enough water.

However, very quickly, the cry changed from merely hurried to anxious and panicked.

"what happened?"

"Immortal!"

"What's the matter with this fire?"

"How can there be a fire that can't be quenched—"

Many soldiers splashed water in a hurry, but the flame was not only not extinguished, but continued to burn on the water.

What was even more frightening was that the flames spread along with the flowing water.

Almost in an instant, a large area was ignited, and even spread to the bottom of the mast.

——Not just on their warships. In the panic, no one noticed that on the dozens of warships gathered on the river bank, the flames on each of them were shot by a small rocket with incomparable precision. clay pot, light the flame.

Snapped!

Crack!

Just when everyone was astonished, countless black clay pots fell from the sky and smashed on the deck, ship's side or sail.

Moreover, there were countless burning fire balls that fell together with the black clay pot.

Immediately, black clay pots bloomed everywhere on these warships.

And once the oily liquid flowing out of the clay pot touched a little spark, it immediately burst into a violent flame.

A terrible flame that cannot be extinguished by water, and will spread with the flow of water.

The sea warriors on the ship were helpless, looking desperately at the flames burning right in front of their eyes.

They had no choice but to abandon the boat and jump into the river.

When they jumped out of the boat and floated up from the river, and watched the precious warships fall into the sea of ​​fire and burn to bits, their hearts were bleeding.

"It is said that the priests of the Portoyas participated in this battle. Could this be their magic!!!"

A heart-piercing roar suddenly sounded on the river, making all the sea people tremble.

A fire that water cannot extinguish.

The fire that burns everything.

It was a disaster that no one but the gods could save.

In the face of this terrible flame, the powerful warship they were once proud of was so fragile.

As long as Portoyas has this terrible flame, their warships will be vulnerable to the Portoyas from now on.

Not only the sea civilian soldiers who jumped off the ship trembled from the flames, but the soldiers fighting on the shore also fell into a daze looking at the sea of ​​flames on the river behind them.

Dozens of warships were burning together, and the scene was extremely spectacular.

But they had no time to appreciate the magnificence and beauty of the fire, they just felt as if they were struck by lightning.

The flames reflected the sky red, dyeing the originally blue sky red.

Far away from the sea of ​​flames, the corners of Sardis' lips raised a sharp arc.

At this moment, his hands were raised high.

Then, his hand dropped.

The pitch-black spear in his hand pointed forward forcefully.

The point of the sharp gun, the direction of the blade.

The galloping sound of ten thousand horses shaking the earth resounded across the earth in an instant.

The cavalry who had been waiting for too long galloped away.

Like a storm brewing to the extreme and finally breaking out.

Like the volcanic magma that boiled and boiled to the top and finally erupted.

The vast ocean of white cavalry was like raging waves. They followed behind Sardis, who charged forward at the forefront, and swept everything on the ground in an instant——

Under the sky reddened by the flames, only the blue flag has been flying high in the sky.

…………

Battle of the Fadagaro River.

The Sea Folks failed miserably.

Dozens of warships were destroyed in the sea of ​​fire.

Without their warships, the banks of the Fadagaro became their last resort.

They went all the way to the south, slaughtered and massacred the city, and they were used to the cries and wailing of the people who were exterminated by them.

They never thought that one day, the person crying and wailing in despair would become themselves.

The young crown prince of Portoyas galloped across the battlefield, majestic and unstoppable.

When a spear was swung, blood spattered everywhere.

Wherever he went, people were killed under the tip of the gun.

No one is his enemy once.

With a sound, the silver-white armor had already been soaked in blood, and the handsome face was covered with bloodstains, and even the golden hair on the temples was dripping with blood.

That appearance is like a demon god descending on the earth, which makes people horrified and heartbroken just by looking at it.

That figure has since become a nightmare in the hearts of the sea civilian soldiers.

In this battle, the first battle of the battle priests led by General Antiste was brilliant.

These priests are tall and strong, fighting fiercely, and the heavy hammers in their hands are shocking.

Countless seafolk soldiers died under their hammers.

After this big victory, the Portoyas people pursued the victory.

They crossed the Fadagaro River and made their way south.

He defeated the Haimin army twice in succession, forcing the Haimin to withdraw their troops and retreat back to the royal city.

The army continued to move south, and the cities along the way all jumped at the news.

Under the rule of the Sea Peoples, the Podoyas people living in dire straits welcomed the return of their crown prince with joy.

In less than ten days, Sardis led the army back to the royal city.

…………

Clear skies.

On this day, the people of Portoyas returned to the royal city where they had been away for more than a year.

The ring-shaped canal surrounding the royal city is still flowing.

The city gates are closed.

Above the high city walls, outside the wide canal.

Shah, the daughter of the sea people, and the crown prince of Portoyas looked at each other from a distance.

This is the first time after a year, they meet again.

At this moment, the atmosphere was silent.

Only the rushing sound of the wide canal outside the royal city echoed.

Papa papa, Mia trotted over from the side of the army on horseback.

Wherever he passed, all the soldiers bowed their heads respectfully and moved aside to make way.

If they had doubts before, then the battle by the Fadagaro River had already convinced them of His Highness the Young Priest and the Battle Priests under his command.

Mia trotted to Sardis on horseback.

He looked up.

The figure of the female Shah standing on the high city wall fell into his eyes.

wow.

For some reason, his heart suddenly beat violently, almost bursting out of his chest.

wow-

The violent crashing of the waves, which I hadn't felt for a long time, suddenly resounded in the depths of my mind.

Deafening.

Whoa-!

Mia's pupils reflecting the figure on the distant city wall suddenly dilated.

He saw the blood flowed into the city.

He saw the earth consumed by fire.

He saw the figure stepping on the river of blood, standing in front of the raging fire, laughing wantonly and wildly.

That is--

..............................

Everyone knows it.

The tyrant Sardis has two minions.

They are all tyrannical, inhuman people.

One was born a slave, the tyrant, Fael.

And another...

A cruel and vicious woman who killed her father and brother.

As the leader of the sea people, after she was defeated by Sardis, she sacrificed the lives of her people to save her own life.

Subsequently, she voted under the command of Sardis.

The flame she ignited destroyed one city after another and burned countless lives.

In the city she slaughtered, there are only bones left.

Legend has it that after every massacre, she would bathe in the blood of her enemies to show off her achievements.

They called it—Bloodthirsty, Margaret.

Bloodthirsty Margaret.

She is the minion of the tyrant Sardis.

Also... the end of the life of the tyrant Sardis.