C212 Cold
C212 Cold
At 10: 17 PM, the main force warships of Westfalen that participated in the direct cannon battle also entered the formation. The commander arranged a total of 18 battleships, battle patrols, and large cruisers into six groups of two to four ships. He decided to slowly straighten the formation after the cannon battle officially began.
The four fastest "Saxon" -level large cruisers would be at the front of the formation, followed by the other four that were extremely similar. However, the "Barden" class that was slightly slower, followed by six battle patrol boats. The last would be the big and heavy "William I" class four.
This was actually a rather advantageous decision for the alliance's military.
The time when the Westfalen made up their mind to change their formation was too late, so they had to wait for the cannon battle to start before they could fully start. This not only gave the Alliance military a time advantage in terms of the width of the battlefield, but more importantly, the range of the two cannonballs that Riko shot. It was a sphere with the point of explosion as the center. Such an attack against the head and tail connected, and a single warlock in a straight line could not bring out all the effects.
Only when the enemy was stacked up in layers like now would it be the most suitable time to launch an attack.
At 1020, after a short exchange of lights and flags, the Determination and Deception turned north at the same time, leaving the formation and closing in on the enemy squadron at full speed.
This was an action that would never happen in normal battles, unless the commander did not graduate from military school and gave the order blindly... Hence, when the "Mekron Castle" first saw the two ships approaching, the first reaction of the observer was disbelief.
However, whether the commander of the other side graduated from military school or not had nothing to do with the Westfalen Squadron, so they still made the decision that normal people would make.
"William I and Determination launched the first round of correction shooting almost at the same time. Riko could see a ray of light streaking across the sky above her head and disappearing into the heavy night behind her.
Falz III sat in front of his desk. The only candle in the office was on the desk filled with documents and maps.
"Your Majesty, the bombing has officially begun."
The messenger would come to his office every 15 minutes to report to the king about the news from the front line.
"Our squadron is in formation, and the Alliance Army's' Determination 'and the' Deceit 'warships suddenly turned their heads toward us, but the remaining ships are still in their original positions..."
"Is this an advantage for us?"
"Yes, Your Majesty. These two warships will be under the concentrated attack of our eighteen main warships. Based on the accuracy of the training, it is estimated that we will destroy the shields of the two warships in ten consecutive shots."
"Alright."
"[Your Majesty, Archbishop Martin recommends that you go to bed as soon as possible.] The firing rate between battleships is not high, and it is currently night combat. This aerial battle will probably last until tomorrow morning before it ends... Maintaining a clear mind will be detrimental to your health. "
"You can withdraw first. The soldiers are still fighting on the foreign land all night. I can be spiritually with them." Falz III waved his hand, "By the way, tell Martin that I am not even thirty years old. I will not die suddenly after staying up all night. "
"... " Yes."
"Actually, Your Majesty, you already know the result, right?"
Dean stood on the same astrological platform as yesterday. After completing his ceremony, he looked at Vilhelmina and forced a smile on his wrinkled face.
"... " But I still want to confirm it."
The latter sighed and wrapped herself in clothes in the cold wind.
"It's almost over." The old astrologer knocked on the ground with his stick. "Very soon. Maybe, in the next instant, it will happen "
"What was the result of the two recalibrating shots just now?"
"They should have landed in the middle of the enemy fleet, between the 'Metkron Castle' and the 'Heisen'."
A white-haired officer solemnly put down his binoculars.
"Stop the engine, maintain the cannon loading the medicine and angle, and load the red cannonballs."
"... Don't we need to recalibrate a few more rounds? We only have one of those cannonballs on the ship."
"No need." The old captain waved his hand gently. "It doesn't need to be hit directly... as long as it can be shot to the approximate position."
Although the artillery captain who hadn't reached the level of being able to access this level of confidential information didn't really understand what it meant, he still did as he was told.
After sending the messenger away, Falz III slowly approached the candle. His eyes reflected the faint flames burning in them.
"Those evil people who want to stop the Ottoman people from moving towards greatness, are the darkness that covers this world..."
The young king muttered to himself.
"And I am the only light..."
Vilhelmina walked into the interior of the tower, which was warmer because of the burning fireplace. She took off her coat and hung it by the side.
She sat by the window. The servant placed a cup on the small table in front of her and poured tea.
The stars and the moon could not be seen, and the clean and clear sky gave off a distant chill.
Riko heard the sound of the mechanical structure operating from the inside of the turret. The greatest firearm created by humans was the only magic tool that could produce destructive power comparable to Rank 8 spells without a mage controlling it.
The enchanted cannonballs were used as projectiles, and the magic crystal was used as projectiles. They were also stuffed into the heavy steel cannon barrels.
The gate closed, and the cannon was lifted up to a certain angle.
The magic crystal, which represented the accumulation of three Seventh Rank magic beast, was instantly detonated in a special way. The huge thrust produced instantly accelerated the cannonballs to an unimaginable level. After walking for a very short period of time, which was equivalent to forty-two times the diameter of the barrel, it turned into an orange stream of light and rushed into the distance.
Riko shrank into a ball because of the loud sound when she opened fire.
A cool breeze blew into Falz III's office through the open window. The candle struggled for a while under the sudden airflow. In the end, it was extinguished with a bang, leaving only the rising green smoke in the darkness.
10: 24 PM. Westfalen had turned cold.