Queen and Her Duke

In the sunless weather, a strong bloody smell rushed from the sea, and the rolling smoke licked the sea surface, extending infinitely towards the boundless distance.

The surging waves hit the rock wall one after another, creating large sheets of blood-red foam.

Flags, horns, mixed with gunpowder smoke, roaring, chaos... The dark fleet is bumping and falling on the boiling sea.

Cinderella stood on the ship's stern tower, watching the battle on the sea and the woman standing on the distant shore.

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

At first, Golan used ten ships as a small fleet. Under the cover of artillery shells and arrow rain, they seemed to attack without order, but they always maintained a unified pace. The fleet crashed through a gap.

The gap appeared on the right flank of the enemy fleet, and the hunting banner fluttered in the strong wind, accurately conveying the order to concentrate on attacking the right flank.

In this era, the weapons on warships were quite limited, such as bows and arrows, crossbows, arsonists, spears, and catapults. It was very difficult to sink enemy ships with these weapons.

The ramming battle and boarding battle are still an important part of determining victory or defeat. The reinforced iron bow violently rams against the enemy ship, and sawdust is splashed.

The sky was dark, black clouds were rolling, and the sky was filled with the sound of muffled thunder.

On the vast sea surface, armored shields are used to construct countless lines of defense in a cold light. In the smoke mixed with the smell of blood, there are backs fighting hard everywhere.

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

long.The gun pierced the enemy's chest, and Eggers was covered in blood. He let out a rough roar, and pushed the corpse away, "God, Eggers, please bless Golan."

Eggers stared at the grand scene in front of him as if the doomsday had come. This time, his eyes were no longer full of heartfelt fighting, but replaced by unprecedented solemnity.

Hundreds of warships were intertwined on the vast sea, and the thick blood stained the deck under their feet hot.

Whether it is military strength or combat power, the disparity is too great, and it is barely relying on unexpected tactics and self-confidence.Killing attacks maintain the current see-saw situation.

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

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

The large number of Sistine Navy not only has far stronger combat readiness than that of Golan, but also the extremely organized battle formation makes it difficult for them to take a bite out of the Sistine Navy.

Everything was worse than imagined, even Wen Lin taught Golan's naval commanders a lot of lessons, and led them to drill with real swords and guns.

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

Eggers' eyes were scarlet, and he seemed to be waving his long hair tirelessly.The gun, mixed with gunpowder smoke and covered in blood.

With a throw of Field's long sword, he pierced through an enemy who was attacking from behind Eggers. Panting, he wiped the blood and sweat from his face, and kicked away the enemy attacking from the front.

"General Eggers, are you praying? I've never seen you believe that?"

"If we can win, I swear, I'll believe it."

Looking at the continuous stream of enemies, the two smiled at each other, and the state of confusion continued.

Sistine's generals were far from calm at the beginning. The Golan army, which they despised and ridiculed, fought harder and harder, even dragging their mutilated bodies and still fighting hard.

A solid iron shell flew over the head, and the shell penetrated the side wall of the ship, and the sea water poured in fiercely.

The sound of clashing swords resounded throughout the sea, people were constantly dying, and new soldiers were filling in the gaps.

Xin Delie's expression gradually became dignified. He quickly adjusted his tactics, gathered the originally opened line, and concentrated his firepower to prepare for a strong landing.

The invincible fleet that gathered the battle line seemed indestructible, and they moved towards the coast like a terrifying tsunami.

The battle situation was completely reversed, Visia squinted her eyes, and her eyes fell on countless broken limbs through the hazy gunpowder smoke, on the blood-stained royal lion flag, and on the invincible fleet that seemed to swallow everything.

A thunderous roar resounded throughout the sea, and several Golan ships tried to hold back the Armada.

Without exception, they were sunk by their concentrated firepower, shattered into pieces of wreckage.

Visia watched the changing situation on the battlefield, and raised her hand to give a support order.

She was standing on the cliff, her resolute and upright figure was like an extremely sharp king's sword, majestic and resolute, the armor on her body shone with dazzling and sacred light in the dark, and it seemed that there were layered skirts spinning and spreading under her body.

Facing the endless sea with turbulent waves and the menacing enemy fleet, the queen never changed her face, her fighting spirit was as burning as ever.

Vicia clenched her sword tightly, got on her horse, and before everyone had time to react, she galloped towards the coast.

Like a war knife clanging out of its sheath, stepping on blood and gunpowder smoke, inspiring everyone in the whistling sea wind,

"My dear soldiers, if we can't meet each other on the battlefield of victory, let's hug each other in heaven."

The light and shadow in Visia's eyes flickered, and she cast her gaze to the farthest distance, as if she wanted to see something else through the clouds.

The Queen boarded a three-masted schooner, where she stood at the bow and showed her determination with action.

"Don't retreat, fight to the death!"

"Kill!"

The killing sound shook the sky, the blood-red turbid waves were split, and Vicia's ship was the first to collide with Sistine's fleet.

In an instant, soldiers fought each other, and the roar seemed to split everything, and the agitated mist was swept into the mouth along with the wind.

The rolling smoke and dust engulfed Vicia's figure, and the Golan soldiers' emotions boiled again, and the suppressed and unwilling grayness swept away by death was torn apart, shocking everyone.

Queen Vicia's actions undoubtedly put her own life on the tip of the knife, hoping to use this to restore the decline of the war situation.

The blood of the Sistine generals who witnessed everything with their own eyes spurted, and they attacked Vicia's ship like crazy.

Visia's act of coming to the battlefield in person undoubtedly seemed to them truly crazy, and it was the last struggle of despair at the doomed defeat.

Rather than inheriting her ship to pieces, they wanted to capture the Queen of Golan alive, and that would be a feat that will go down in history.

The Invincible Fleet, which has been unable to land for a long time, gradually ran out of patience in the long-term battle. They were red-eyed and pursued Visia according to Xindeli's order regardless.

They didn't realize that Vicia's ship seemed to be retreating in a panic, but it was actually guiding them towards the center of the Golan ship.

When they reacted, Visia waved her hand decisively. Accompanied by the piercing sound of piercing air, dense arrow shadows pierced through the sails, pressing down on the low-hanging thick clouds and roaring towards the enemy ship, followed by Shells already prepared.

The fleets of the two countries were biting each other tightly, and several ships were torn apart amidst the deafening sound of gunfire. There were successive crackling sounds and the sound of falling into the water on the sea surface, and Sistine's main ship retreated in horror.

Fragmented bodies, blood splatters, and scars everywhere.

At the moment when the enemy let down their vigilance, with a weak posture, he suddenly swung the knife towards their throat.

It is a pity that the main commander of the Armada, Xin Deli, withdrew safely, and he cursed in anger.

While furious, Xin Deli stared at the figure in the raging flames with lingering fear, which was an unbearable humiliation to him.

His eyes were red, and he gave the order coldly. The clerk beside him was terrified. He reminded tremblingly, "But our ship is still there, and there are still many of our soldiers on it."

"Immediately now, I don't want to say it a second time," Xin Deli's eyes became extremely dark, revealing the color of paranoia and madness, and his whole person showed a twisted and sickness.

Weisia's actions obviously angered him, making the one-eyed commander agitated and insane.

Before she could retreat in time, there was a dull sound of breaking wind above her head. Visia stood still and turned around, and countless iron shells swept towards her like a turbulent vortex.

In the next moment, the hull shook violently, and the sound of wailing was endless.

Eggers, who was guarding in front of Visia, was suddenly hit, and one arm was torn apart by the huge impact, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.

"Your Majesty, run."

After that, countless solid iron bullets flew towards Visia's position. Eggers was so angry that he saw Visia tripped hastily and struggled to jump up.

"No," his pupils dilated suddenly, and he even stopped breathing, with a hysterical cry.

It seemed that in the next moment, there would be a bloody mess.

Eggers closed his eyes tightly, and there were countless crackling sounds in his ears.

Suddenly, a familiar muffled hum came to his ears, and Eggers opened his eyes in disbelief.

A figure stood in front of His Majesty Visia, blood was spilling from the side of her lips, and without waiting for anyone to react, she jumped up with her arms around Visia, and shuttled between the sails.

It was almost like a god descending posture, as if time had stopped at this moment, and everyone's expressions were frozen on their faces, at this moment of life and death decisive battle.

The wind blew her long hair and rolled her robe. In this cloudy and dark moment, a beam of light tore apart all the darkness.

Visia seemed to be crying and laughing, in the blood-soaked smoke, at the moment when she was unwilling to face death, Wen Lin's figure appeared.

"Your Excellency, I..."

Her throat was choked and sore, and Visia opened her mouth in vain. She didn't know whether it was the sea breeze pouring into her mouth, or because of the astringency and pain in her heart, she couldn't speak a complete sentence.

From the beginning to the end, Wen Lin stared at Visia with complicated and dark eyes. She sent Visia back to the shore, took a deep look at her, and turned her head to step into the battlefield at sea again.

Weisia grabbed her hastily, and when she touched the blood on the corner of Wen Lin's mouth, she let go in almost panic, "Your Excellency Wen Lin, don't go."

Immediately Visia ordered in a deep voice, "Go to the medical officer, hurry up."

It was Wen Lin who blocked the iron shells coming towards her, and was hit more than once.

Visia knew that Wen Lin's physique was different from ordinary people, but the shells that could easily kill ordinary people hit Wen Lin's body. Visia didn't dare to think deeply about what Wen Lin looked like under her clothes at this time.

"Your Excellency, you shouldn't have come back, why did you come back?" Visia's expression became distorted and hideous in a short moment.

She tried her best to control her emotions, supported Wang Jian with one hand, and looked at Wen Lin without blinking.

Blood surged up in her lungs, Wen Lin forced herself to suppress it, anger, heartache, lingering fear... Various emotions intertwined and flooded her body.

God knows how much Wen Lin is afraid of the consequences if she comes a moment later.

The position of the temple was beating with a taut rhythm, and faintly, a dark light flashed across Wen Lin's eyes.

She pushed away the medical officer who stepped forward, stared at Visia, her red lips fluttered,

"Your Majesty, I promised that victory is yours, and you shouldn't make decisions behind my back."

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The author has something to say:

Woohoo, I Wen is really an ideal in the world~

Originally, the second shift was decided in the past few days, but I had a total of two barbecues in the first two days, and today I had a stomach problem, and it hurt for a long time.

Tomorrow it will depend on the situation, if the pain is gone, there will be a second watch!