Public trial?You deserve it too!

"...Yes, Captain."

Randolph is obviously still accepting the scene just now.

When Claude reappeared, this gesture obviously startled everyone else, but soon the sailors showed a look of admiration in their eyes—there is nothing more reassuring than their own commander being a macho, originally Some of the low morale actually showed a slight recovery, and these soldiers really began to recognize Claude.

"I'm a bit unwilling. After all, it's our first warship. Now I can only watch it being attacked. If it sinks... I always think it's a bad omen."

Georgi watched with a heartbroken face when a stone bomb hit the battleship, causing countless pieces of wood to rise up.

Claude seemed confident, and in turn comforted his first mate.

"Don't worry, Georgi, they won't be able to cause too much damage to our little cutie - on the one hand, the opponent's warship is too small to load a large trebuchet, and with the productivity of the orcs, I don't believe the opponent can How many trebuchets are taken out, and you know this kind of siege equipment, the service life is always a big problem."

Georgi nodded, but Randolph frowned.

"Captain, do you think these trebuchets were produced by orcs?"

Claude froze for a moment: "Do you think that the producers of these trebuchets are someone else?"

"No, I mean, who gave them trebuchets - I don't think they're capable of making them, after all, if they were capable, why didn't they use them when they attacked the Empire? "Randolph's face was obviously a bit difficult to look at. "I think these things should come from the Merchant Alliance, as well as these warships. Even in naval warfare tactics, the opponent obviously jumped directly from the canoe to the current technology, but this is impossible."

"I think it is very likely that it is the layout of the business alliance. After all, the orcs have no shortage of raw materials. Whether it is wood or the most critical tendon noose, the orcs have enough reserves here, but they don't have enough. Technology, if someone gave them technology and armed them to the same extent as we have, then the empire would suffer very badly."

"You make a lot of sense. The Merchant Alliance has reasons and the ability to do this kind of thing." Claude seemed to have just realized the problem, and his face became serious, "Even there is a shipyard, and then It is not a problem to add a trebuchet production line, and they also have no shortage of military supplies such as beef tendons and animal skins—if this is the case, they can save a very considerable amount based on the area.”

"These guys! They actually betrayed the human race!"

Georgi was very angry. As a knight fighting on the front line against alien races, he hated this kind of behavior very much.

"Hmph, for these bloody businessmen, besides gold coins, is there anything else they really care about?"

Charles sneered, obviously knowing what the business alliance was, and he also hated the other party extremely.

"It's not very good. Now it seems that the other party may have performed some kind of ritual or magic. This fog is really bizarre. I hope the fleet in the rear can respond, otherwise the entire vanguard fleet will be in danger. gone."

Claude looked a little worried.

"I think it's very difficult. It's even more difficult to deal with than night raids in this environment."

Randolph shook his head, obviously giving up hope.

His words made the captain suddenly raise his head and look at him.

"What, what's wrong? Did I say something wrong?"

The boy looked at Claude in a little confusion.

"No, what you said is right, so right!"

Claude clapped his hands violently with excitement on his face.

"What's the matter? There's nothing wrong with what Randolph said just now, but it doesn't make you so excited, Captain, right?"

Charles and Georgi were also at a loss.

"What Randolph said is so true! Since they can control the fog, the effect is better than night raids-then why don't they make fog at night and then come to attack us?"

Claude asked the three of them back, and stopped them all at once.

"If it is night, they suddenly fog up, and then attack when the night watchman is just alert, the effect is definitely much better than now! Because we have no reaction time at all, and just woke up from sleep, and there is no organized effective resistance.”

The three of them lowered their heads in thought and nodded subconsciously.

"So why don't they fog up at night - there is only one reason, their fogging action, or at least the ritual will be big, and we will find it at night!"

"Yes! That's why they have to fog again during the day when the fog has formed a certain scale! That way we won't be able to detect it!"

Suddenly Randolph realized.

"Because of the observation post at sea, it is obviously impossible to miss the sea direction. The opponent must have performed the ceremony on land, and then let the warship approach under the cover of the fog, and then launched a surprise attack."

Claude said firmly.

"So...we should go search the place where the ceremony started now?"

Georgi's eyes also brightened. If the fog of war can be cleared, the situation will improve. At least the two sides will return to the same starting line again.

"But how do we search? The fog is still very thick now, and there must be guards at the place where the other party is performing the ceremony." Charles asked a question, "So we can't search separately, otherwise it is easy to get lost, or be separated by the enemy. break."

"It's okay, we're going straight inland."

A confident expression appeared on Claude's face.

"Because there is no river here, we didn't go ashore to replenish fresh water last night, so this is pure sea fog. As long as we get closer to the inland, we will be able to get out of the fog soon, at least we can get out of the opponent's spell scope!"

Claude looked in the direction of his warship, then turned in the opposite direction, and made a rough gesture to point out the direction for everyone.

"Let's go. When we moored last night, I took a rough look at the terrain on the coast. From our mooring to the beach, this way should be almost the same. This is the extension to the inland place, keep the soldiers in battle formation, and let's kick those orc bastards' asses!"

This time it was Charles' turn to stare at Claude dumbfounded.

"This...you can remember this too?"

Randolph patted the other person's shoulder with a habitual expression.

"So, from now on, you have to slowly get used to the fact that your captain is a monster."

All Living Beings Are Children: Chapter 150 Chapter 130 Chapter [-] Weapon Skin

Soldiers were clearly concerned about the lack of action and goals, and when the commander had clear orders and told them what to do, the entire unit could quickly rally.

Especially the commander is still the kind of macho who silently makes a "follow me", not a veteran who shouts "follow me".

——Claude carried the anchor that he had pulled down, and the big horse led the way with a golden knife, as if he was arrogantly blocking the murderer.

It's just that the mighty-looking leader is currently wiping away the sweat in his heart.

"Good guy, it really took a lot of effort to fool these guys to follow me here."

[Your ability to make excuses is really top-notch, the logic is perfect, and it is very convincing. 】

Yes, the above reasoning process is bullshit, because Claude has already obtained all the terrain maps, enemy distribution maps, fog range areas, and combat situations from the system.The reason why it is said that so many big guys are pulled on the road is because the current battle is already showing signs of being one-sided.

The tactics of the orcs... No, it should be said that the sea fog and fire boat raid tactics initiated by the old captains of the business alliance were indeed very successful - Claude has already learned from the system that there are humans at the helm on the ship up.

After all, it’s not like there’s a strong man on the ship who can open the full map to know the opponent’s plan, and can smash his own anchor, so except for the ship Claude, which barely maintains its integrity, the other warships have all been destroyed. They have embarked on a one-way street of destruction. What's worse, they don't even have a chance to land on the beach. They have already begun to release lifeboats while the big ship can still float on the water to maintain a deterrent.

"In short, kill the bastards who engage in this kind of weather magic first, and then make a copy for me."

【Yes. 】

Claude assigned orders carelessly. He always has a natural enthusiasm for doing this kind of thing-when others play new tricks, they first snatch the things and then kill them. In short, only me is allowed to open.

What?You say it's too domineering?Are you kidding me? As a person who finds out what resources and things are lacking in his country, his first reaction is to see if there are any in his neighbors.

However, what Claude said before was not all nonsense, it was just a statement about the reverse organization after opening the full map, so it can stand scrutiny, and therefore, not too long ago, Claude found that the sight in front of him was One clear.

They have come out of this man-made fog of war.

"Randolph, take your people to seize the commanding heights and give information! Georgi, you command Charles and the sailors to go south. We are the first ship in the northernmost part. Let's see if we can catch up. other people."

"how about you?"

Randolph frowned, and once again, he found that Claude was doing something he seemed to have seen twice.

"I'm going to find the location of the ceremony."

The boy blinked cryptically, and Randolph was taken aback, thinking that he was the only one who knew that the captain was still a mage.

"It's too dangerous for you to go alone. Send a team of sailors to you from here."

Charles spoke up.

"No, when I'm fighting, the friendly forces standing next to me are as dangerous as the enemy. Wait for me to deal with the ritual, and then you go to the beach to meet the friendly forces."

Claude threw the anchor in his hand and smashed him down again. The captain pulled out his two feet in a bit of shame.

"……All right."

This scene was so convincing that no one dared to say that they wanted to fight side by side with Claude.

So the team was divided into three groups. Randolph led the sentries to the hills, Georgie and Charles directed the others to the south, preparing to wait for the thick fog to dissipate, and Claude headed north alone. To play with the orcs.

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[The magic context has been sorted out. This is actually not a weather magic, but a huge sealing membrane, which blocks the incoming sunlight and heat, so that the fog will not dissipate.The opponent added special plants to the ignited fire, and it was the dust that assisted in expanding the magic. 】

"Special plants?"

Claude frowned, looking at the group of old barks wearing animal skins.

"Looking at the costumes, they should be shamans... Then it's normal for them to have such weird things, but why do I always have a bad feeling when it comes to plants..."

【You mean on the Eastern Front? 】

"Yes, the effect that the fog can play is actually similar to that of the forest. It is used to block the vision and block the formation. If the elves can perfect this plant-type magic diffuser and add this fog. Then even if Even on the plains, facing the established knights of the empire, they are not without strength."

[But it is obvious that the elves have not shown this ability. 】

"That's because the empire hasn't fought a large-scale plain battle with them for hundreds of years. It's like why the empire still hasn't responded after I handed in the heartbeat detection magic - something like this can reverse the situation on the battlefield You must save the things you want to use in a big battle, and even if you kill the opponent in a direct battle, at least you must make the opponent lack arms and legs, otherwise the gain will not be worth the loss.”

Claude gripped the anchor in his hand.

"Don't pin your victory on what the other side can't do—never underestimate the terrifying strength and wisdom that a race can unleash at the juncture of life and death. But for now, let's save our shattered fleet first."

"Eat me an anchor!"

The orc patrol leader stared dumbfounded at the human who jumped out of nowhere, and was smashed to pieces by the thick anchor, along with the questioner and the man.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

The patrolmen stared dumbfounded at the physical level of their captain, and after they were covered in blood, they howled horribly—this was considered quite well-trained.

The patrols won about a few seconds for the troops guarding the ceremony, and then it was dust to dust,

"How could humans come here!"

The leader of the snow wolf cavalry who was in charge of the guard looked sullen, and then led the cavalry under his command to spread and encircle from both wings to the place where the yelling was made - the opponent's number cannot be too large, otherwise they would not be able to get under the patrol's nose , then facing a whole team of twelve orcs, the opponent would not be able to deal with them quickly.

So I still have some time to surround the opponent first. After all, the order I got before was to ensure that the ceremony lasted as long as possible, so I must not allow people to have the opportunity to escape and report to attract other human troops.And maybe the other party is slamming east and west, using the attack patrol to divert attention, and then another army comes to attack Sa...

"Huh? With so few people, how dare you surround me?"

A human teenager looked in amazement at the orcs who were moving towards their wings. The blood-red and purple-black weapon in their hands was dripping something. Originally, other people were still wondering why the color of this anchor-shaped weapon matched. At such a strange time, they saw the battlefield like a meat grinder.

"That, that is..."

The snow wolf cavalry who were advancing quickly almost crashed into a ball, and cold sweat appeared on the back of every orc. They finally knew why the weapon shaped like an anchor was this color——

It was dyed with the blood plasma and visceral fragments of the patrol team!

The other party obviously didn't care about the feelings of the orcs, but just took their weapons and turned to the place where the shamans were performing the ceremony.

The leader of the cavalry immediately realized that his mistake was outrageous, and the decision he made was extremely stupid——

The other party is fucking coming to attack head-on!

One person faced the frontal attack of hundreds of snow wolf cavalry!

"Everyone concentrate immediately! Kill that human!"

The orc commander let out a howl that was comparable to that of the patrolling soldiers before, and the arrows were shot at sparsely immediately.

After all, many orcs still retain their previous habits, and archery is very economical. Even if the business alliance has opened up the supply of steel arrows, these cavalry still subconsciously save as much as they can.

So Claude just grabbed a half-stretched rib with his arm from the ground, blocked his head, and charged directly.

【Braking suddenly. 】

Claude stopped suddenly, and then a large stack of arrows fell in front of him, piercing a bush.Claude swept the anchor in his hand, and then continued to charge.

【...You can put down the thing in your hand, and charge to the opposite side. 】

Claude threw away the lump of rotten meat in his hand, wrapped his right arm with an iron chain, held the long anchor in his hand, and pulled out the long sword at his waist with his left hand, attacking and defending, complementing each other.The defense is impeccable, the attack is unstoppable, so unpretentious, approaching the shamans step by step.

So soon, even if the orcs could still insist on their inner courage, the snow wolves couldn't hold back anymore. After all, the other party was a literal dead body, even if they were bloodthirsty beasts, but Facing the corpses of the same clan that have covered the ground, it is also difficult to continue to be brutal.

No matter how much their master beat and scolded, these snow wolves just jumped around Claude, showing no intention of continuing to approach him at all.

The leader of the cavalry smiled wryly. After all, he was just a beast who had just started training, and he couldn't compare with war horses at all.

There is no way to continue fighting.

He drove the snow wolf to the side of the shamans.

"My lord, we can no longer block the opponent's advance, please lead the shamans to retreat as soon as possible."