Six o'clock in the morning.

The morning light is dim.

This is the first summer month, with a slightly hot southeast wind.

At the Devillen naval port in the north of Aaron, warships formed neat rows on the sea in response to majestic commands.

The huge sailing ship hoisted its sails and headed towards Cape Oran in the north of Weilan.

Because Cape Oran is the closest to Aaron, it is only 160 kilometers away. Even if it is at the speed of a sailing ship and uses the gale magic weapon to assist in acceleration, it will only take six hours to reach the destination.

The goal of the fleet is to destroy all invading Weilan naval forces, ensure the smooth passage of waterways, and destroy all army defense facilities at Cape Oran, in preparation for the subsequent landing of the Lion Legion.

On the balcony of the naval port administration building, accompanied by a group of followers, Marquis Gaunt watched the fleet through a telescope as it sailed northward.

He put down the telescope until it could no longer see clearly. He smiled and said to his followers: "Our fleet can destroy the Weilan fleet at least three times!"

He could not think of any possibility of failure, and a raging fire of desire for the kingship ignited in his heart:

"Danger, Daner! When the fleet recaptures Weilan, your throne will belong to me!"

What to do with Danger afterwards?

The Marquis raised his hand and twirled his curly beard, thinking carefully, and then he came up with a good idea.

"You don't like taking a bath, so I'll have someone bathe you every day and break your naturalist rules, haha~"

On the sea, the Lion Fleet formed a battle formation with the Black Stone Fleet as the main force and the Sail Fleet as the auxiliary.

The middle and senior officers on each warship are almost all aristocrats, and two-thirds of them are from the pro-war aristocracy.

The nobles have almost complete control over this fleet, and the strength of this fleet accounts for more than 30% of Aaron's naval power.

Once the battle is won, the war faction will gain huge prestige and will immediately dominate Aaron's political arena.

The fleet's flagship was called 'Sea Sovereign' and its captain was Sir Gaunt, the younger brother of the Marquis of Gaunt.

Of course, the entire family will fight together to fight for Aaron's throne.

At this moment, the knight was sitting in the sturdy steel command cabin of the Black Stone battleship, surrounded by a circle of telepathic mages, a total of sixty people.

They constantly transmitted the Admiral's orders to each ship, and also reported the feedback from each ship to Sir Gaunt.

When the fleet crossed the center line of the Gilded Strait, a messenger mage turned around and said, "Marshal, the sky hunters are in place and ready to fight at any time."

"very good!"

The last hidden worry in Sir Gaunt's heart disappeared, and he felt very excited.

He issued an order: "Closely monitor the surrounding situation, and report immediately if you find anything unusual!"

He had a vague feeling that the Weilan Navy should be not far ahead.

His premonition was correct, because about half an hour after he issued the order, a "buzzing" sound of thunder was heard in the distant sky.

At this time, many people already knew this voice, so although they were nervous, they were not panicked.

Sir Gaunt immediately gave the order: "Veylan's plane is coming! The Mind Mage Corps must immediately open the Mind Ring!"

After that, he immediately shouted to his men, "Confirm the hunters are in position again. It will be their turn soon!"

The summoning mage asked immediately.

After a while, he replied: "Marshal, the hunter is already in place, just waiting for the plane to approach."

At this moment, black spots began to appear in the distant sky. They grew larger and larger, and there were as many as 25 of them.

Seeing the number of black dots, Sir Gaunt was not surprised but delighted: "Ahaha~ Is this the number of all the planes in Weilan? I knew this kind of thing would be difficult to make!"

In his opinion, how could such a powerful magical weapon be easy to make?

He immediately issued a new order: "If a plane falls into the water later, the nearby warships will immediately abandon their combat missions and rush over to salvage it."

Such a good thing must of course be retrieved by Aaron, studied carefully, and then a way to copy it must be found.

Just then, the situation in the sky changed again.

The planes were divided into two groups.

A group of them were hovering in the distance, but four of them flew over separately.

It can be seen that the opponent's aircraft was flying very high, at least 1,500 meters, which was completely beyond the limit of the ground strike distance.

In the past, Gunter would have been nervous because it meant he could only be beaten without being able to fight back.

But now, things are different.

He came to the porthole and stared at the black spot in the sky, waiting for the mysterious hunter hiding in the dark to make a move.

As he expected, the hunter really took action!

Suddenly, a large amount of incandescent light shot out from the empty sea area. Each light was thicker than an adult's arm, and there were more than a hundred of them! The light was like countless sharp swords, fiercely piercing the plane in the sky.

It is the famous spell of the Glorious Empire, "Light of Judgment".

No, judging from the current situation, it should be called the Trial Dense Array!

Sir Gaunt was extremely shocked: "How much mana does this consume!"

As a large amount of light pierced out, light and shadows rippled violently on the sea, and a fully armed Black Stone fleet gradually emerged.

One could vaguely see black flags with white suns hanging on the fleet, which were the platinum royal flags representing the Levender royal family.

Look at the sky again.

When the dense rays of light came out, most of them missed, but a small part hit the target.

On average, each plane was hit by at least five or six Lights of Judgment.

This is normal. Although the distance is far and the two planes are fast, light is naturally faster! But what happened was far beyond Sir Gaunt's expectations!

'Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!'

It was clearly the plane in the sky that was hit, but it was the Levender battleship on the ground that exploded.

To be more precise, it is the weapon that Levender uses to activate the Judgment Array beam.

These things actually exploded directly! The dazzling Judgment Array a moment ago turned into a pile of scrap metal the next moment.

Sir Gaunt was shocked: "What's going on? Is there something wrong with the magic weapon?"

What kind of crap is this? How come it breaks down as soon as it is used? Is it worthy of being called a sky hunter? The messenger mage immediately replied: "Levinder said there is a mirror on the plane."

Gunter was startled, and then he was puzzled: "Isn't the Light of Judgment not afraid of mirrors?"

"Besides, the mirror has no brains, and the angles of the shots are all different, so how can they all return to their original path?"

It’s not like he hasn’t played with mirrors before. Is Levender making up this lame excuse to fool a fool?

But he was too late to blame the other side, because the first wave of attacks from the planes arrived! Fierce psychological attacks fell from the sky, hitting the fleet on the sea like a torrent, erupting once every 20 seconds on average, each burst lasting 5 seconds, with a range of up to 500 meters.

The warships on the sea have made special defenses against this move.

Not only is each warrior equipped with a special defensive amulet, the Mind Mage Corps has also inspired a large-scale Mind Ring.

Both Levender's battleship and the Lion battleship did block this powerful psychological blow.

But the two countries' fleets performed differently.

Aaron's fleet endured the psychological blow and continued to move north.

The Levinder fleet activated the cloaking array once again, and it was obvious that they were preparing to escape.

Under the psychic storm, all telepathic communications failed, and Sir Gaunt could only watch Levender's fleet escape.

He cursed: "You cunning Levender merchants, I curse you to sleep on the bottom of the sea forever!"

At this moment, the violent mental storm suddenly disappeared, and the four planes in the sky turned around and flew away.

This seemed to be good news, but soon after, 21 planes that had been hovering in the distance flew over.

They flew very high, more than three thousand meters.

The distance is too high, you can only see a small black dot and can't see what your opponent is doing at all.

The naval fleet waited for a long time but was not attacked.

Just as Gunther was wondering about his opponent's attack method, he suddenly heard a strange sound.

"Ding~~~~~~~"

It's a bit like a whistle, and a bit like the whistling of the wind.

Before he could come to his senses, there were extremely dense explosions on the sea! He clearly saw that there was a carpet-like flame extending forward on the sea, all the way to the warship. As soon as the warship was extended by this terrible fire blanket, the deck immediately fell into a sea of ​​fire.

The Black Stone battleship was still okay, it could still hold on. Although it suffered some damage, it did not completely lose its combat effectiveness.

But the wooden sailing ship fell directly into the raging sea of ​​fire.

As a result of this bombing, five sailing ships completely lost their combat effectiveness.

Levinder's battleship had just entered stealth mode, but after this attack, it was forced to exit stealth mode again.

They seemed to be given special attention, as the decks of six out of ten warships were engulfed in flames.

If the Black Stone battleship wasn't strong enough, it would have sunk into the sea.

Sir Gaunt understood immediately: "Throwing incendiary bombs from the sky!"

This move is not that scary. By setting up a wind barrier above the battleship, the naturally falling incendiary bombs can be blocked.

"Wind Barrier~~Raise the Wind Barrier~"

Before he finished speaking, the messenger mage immediately replied: "Marshal, in order to defend against the psychic attack, the mages' mana has almost been exhausted. I'm afraid the barrier can't hold up for too long."

Gunter was slightly surprised, but soon he was relieved: "It's not a big problem. The planes have all left. They must have thrown away all their explosive bombs."

"Remove the storm barrier first and wait for the plane to arrive."

The situation changed too quickly and he had no experience in how to deal with it.

He lost five ships and more than a thousand soldiers without even seeing his enemy's ships.

It can be seen that the other captains, like him, were in a state of extreme confusion.

No one has ever seen such a style of play.

The communication wizard continued to relay the captains' questions.

"What should we do next?"

Do you want to continue fighting?

If we fight, how should we fight? Sir Gaunt feels the pressure is huge.

Not only the fate of the entire fleet's soldiers depends on his decision, but also the fate of his family.

Under the tremendous pressure, he began to feel like giving up.

"The opponent's situation is unclear, so it is most important to withdraw Aaron and preserve our strength."

He had studied the previous battles between the Storm Fleet and the White Beluga gunboats and knew Duke Willan's fighting style.

If we continue to fight to the end at this point, there is a high probability that our entire army will be wiped out.

His vague thoughts quickly turned into clear will, and then he planned to order a retreat.

But before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a horrific "boom".

Before he could react to what was happening, he heard a few loud "boom boom boom" sounds, and at the same time, blazing and violent flames poured into the command cabin like a flood.

In an instant, flames surged and iron splashed in the flagship command cabin.

All the communication mages, including the supreme commander Sir Gaunt, were killed! The battle hasn't even started yet, and the supreme command is gone!

The remaining warships suddenly floated forward like headless flies, following inertia.

There was chaos in the command cabin of every warship, with all kinds of noises flying around.

“Who is attacking us?”

"How's the Marshal?"

"What should I do next?"

In the chaos, inexplicable explosions occurred again.

"Boom boom boom~~~"

Explosions were heard on almost every warship, and the command cabin on every warship exploded several times in a row, blowing the command cabin to pieces.

Whether it was the Lion battleship or the Levender battleship, they were all bombed indiscriminately.

The command cabin, which had just been in chaos, was suddenly reduced to a flame-ravaged ruin with many charred human bodies scattered in the ruins.

Even if someone is lucky enough not to die, he or she has already stepped half a foot into the realm of death, and there is no possibility of rescue.

There were a total of seventy warships and seventy command cabins on the sea. On average, there were at least three violent explosions in each command cabin for no apparent reason.

Usually, the first explosion occurs on the outer layer, penetrating the defensive spells on the surface of the warship, and the second and third explosions directly hit the heavily defended command cabin!

Such a huge fleet suddenly fell into a state of disarray.

The problem remains the same.

Where is the enemy?

How did they attack? No one knew. The soldiers on the deck, the artillerymen below the deck, and the low- and middle-ranking officers who had survived by chance all had two expressions on their faces.

One is despair, the other is confusion.

They had powerful artillery and powerful warships, but they were completely ineffective and they became nothing more than targets.

"Buzz~~Buzz~~"

The planes in the sky appeared again, flying in circles over the fleet.

A voice from on high came down from heaven.

"Warriors, you now have two paths."

"First, run away. Then we will hunt you all the way until we kill every last one of you."

"Second, surrender. Drive the warship to Cape Oran, anchor on both sides of the Oran River, remove all weapons, and disembark to accept surrender."

"We are merciless to our enemies, but we never draw the sword on those who surrender."

"If you want to live, show your surrender cursor. If you want to die in the sea, just run away!"

The survivors on the battleship looked at each other.

This war could not be fought at all, all the noble commanders were dead, leaving only some middle and lower level civilian officers.

We don’t know where the enemy is yet, and there is no other option but to surrender.

"Buzz~Buzz~~~"

Balls of sunlight were shot into the sky, forming vertical elliptical patterns.

"Very good, you made a wise choice."

"Now, rescue the wounded and move on."

Half an hour later, the fleet moved forward again, but all the soldiers on board were shrouded in dejection and confusion.

It's normal to lose a war. There are losers in every war, but at least we should know how we lost, right? Now, the loss is inexplicable, which is really frustrating.

But no one dared to resist.

Because the opponent's attack was so terrifying, precise and powerful.

Just as the defeated fleet continued to move north, about 20 kilometers away on the sea, 10 high-speed warships followed the defeated fleet northward.

On the battleships, all the guns had been removed and replaced with long slide rails. Each slide rail was fifty meters long. Each battleship was equipped with four slide rails, which almost covered the entire deck.

At the end of the slide, there was a small delta-wing aircraft parked with a wingspan of less than 1 meter, less than one twentieth of that of a manned aircraft.

Its power does not come from the flame jet array, but from a motor propeller at the tail, and the energy source is a large-capacity lightning house inside the small plane.

The above are the power components, which cost 300 Ogg and can ensure that the small plane can fly over the sea at a speed of 150 kilometers per hour for half an hour.

The nose of the machine was loaded with about 50 kilograms of triggering explosives, which were mixed with many steel balls.

This is the Explosion Part, costing 100 Ogg.

The front end of the warhead is deliberately made into a concave cone shape to ensure that a violent forward shock wave will appear after the explosion, which is enough to penetrate ordinary steel plates.

Then, there is a flying component consisting of a flying puppet and a psychic lattice.

The cost is 400 Oggs, which greatly reduces the difficulty of remote control of the mage.

Then, there is the light and shadow spell core newly developed by Rosen, which constitutes a remote control component.

It costs 150 Oggs and allows the mage to stay on the battleship and remotely control the aircraft in real time. The maximum remote control distance is 30 kilometers, far exceeding the 3-kilometer range of the artillery.

The last and most crucial one is a breathless crystal wall that has been reduced to the fourth ring and an optical stealth rune that together form an invisible component, which greatly ensures the success of the raid.

The cost is 300 Ogg.

Simply put, this is an alien version of an unmanned self-destructing stealth aircraft.

The total cost was 1,250 Ogg per aircraft, and the production efficiency was five aircraft a day. A total of 280 aircraft were produced and all were brought out.

Now only 40 are in use.

If the other fleet refuses to surrender and insists on fighting to the death, that would be a bit difficult to deal with.

Fortunately, the other party was completely scared into a quail.

Of course Rosen was also present in such a crucial battle.

He was standing in the command cabin of the flagship, looking at the defeated fleet in the distance through the light and shadow array.

Seeing the other side surrendering obediently, he smiled and said to Holander beside him: "Old General, I am right, right? Today's navy fights with knowledge and magic."

Courage is useful, but not very useful.

I sighed in my heart: "The power of glory is still useful. I only developed a small application, but it is so powerful. If this is fully developed, won't the world be turned upside down?"

Fortunately, the Lord of Light does not have a deep understanding of light, otherwise it would not be the Glorious Empire, but the Glorious Continent.

Holland looked at the fleet in the light and shadow.

This was once the invincible thing that could not be resisted in his heart.

Now, they have all become losers, and have never even seen a real opponent from beginning to end.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but no words came out, and his beard twitched.

After a long while, he finally said, "What is the Duke going to do with these soldiers and ships?"

Rosen smiled and said, "The Blackstone warships can be used by themselves, and the sailing warships can be bought back by them. As for the prisoners of war, they can also be redeemed with money. The price is decided by Weilan."

"If we don't redeem them, the prisoners will work in factories, so it's a win-win situation."

Especially the 10 Black Stone warships of Levinder, which must have been bought by the royal family of Levinder by tightening their belts. One of them probably costs four or five hundred thousand Ogers.

In addition, the ship is equipped with valuable glorious weapons, making it a real treasure.

In short, he made a lot of money this time.

(End of this chapter)