Elden: Ring of Calamity

Chapter 383: Boating on the Plain
"Six hundred and ninety-one, six hundred and ninety-two, seven hundred!"

Caedres was carrying three sets of enchanted heavy armor in one hand. He exerted force with his burly body like an iron tower, swung his left and right arms, threw the armor onto the top floor of the armory, and sat on the ground gasping for breath.

"Damn it, after all these rounds, I remember how many weapons, armor, food, and equipment the army has. I remember the number better than I know how much debt I owe!"

"Your Highness is so cruel. If you don't like me, you can just beat me with a military stick. Why do you have to go through a process? The process is ten times more painful than the result!"

He wrung out a wet towel, wiped the sweat from his head and arms, walked to the wall and pushed open the armored porthole. The cold sea breeze at night rushed in instantly, making him feel refreshed.

He squinted at the relative directions of the full moon and the fleet, then glanced at the light of the golden tree that had almost disappeared in the sky. The good mood that Caedreus had just recovered was instantly shattered.

Calculating the position, if they had turned in time three days ago, they could have caught up with the winter ocean current and entered the stormy sea early. Then, they could have activated the energy storage crystals at all costs and could have reached Lienia within three weeks at the earliest.

But now, the winter wind blowing from the direction of Gaileyd has already sent the fleet to the end of Route 29. The sailing conditions on the stormy sea are becoming increasingly severe. The sea hurricanes that change direction at any time, the hidden and dangerous reef whirlpools, the elusive underwater monsters, the irregular waves and even tsunamis are all adding to the haze of the return journey.

It's not that he hadn't thought about the plan of having the fleet cross the entire ancient route of the Storm Sea and forcibly land at the Port of Odysseus, but the fact is that it is simply not feasible.

A large fleet carrying 30,000 men, more than 100,000 war horses and combat supplies is not an elite team composed of three or two high-level heroes. If His Highness transforms into a dragon and grabs several legion commanders with his four claws, he can fly directly across the Sea of ​​Death, but what about the remaining soldiers?
What he feared was that His Highness was young and hot-headed. He would admit the danger of the Sea of ​​Death, but he was unwilling to believe it and had to come and test it out in person. Little did he know that once a large force of hundreds of ships penetrated deep into that sea, even turning around safely would become a luxury.

After all this, 5% non-combat casualties is the least of our worries!
War is like this. There are not so many fantastic strategies to use. Most of the time, war is a dirty, smelly, dangerous quagmire. Both sides are trapped in it, tearing and wrestling with each other until one side's will or body collapses first, and the other side lingers on with injuries that may be infected and fatal at any time, becoming the so-called "winner."

No matter how wise and brave a commander is, he will make mistakes sometimes. Often, every seemingly insignificant mistake will eventually cost countless lives.

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A solemn horn sounded, and the huge ship beneath their feet twisted its body to the left heavily and powerfully like a whale turning over, and began to adjust its course.

"We have been sailing during the day and repairing at night for many days. Suddenly, we are moving at night. Are we finally returning?"

Caedres cheered up and said, "It's not too late for Your Highness to realize this!"
Sure enough, this was the level of command he demonstrated when he personally led an army of 120,000 ancient dragons to defeat the beast tide head-on!

His Highness has only been leading troops for a short time and has never fought a naval battle. It doesn't matter if he makes some minor mistakes that are not harmful. As long as he corrects them in time, with his extraordinary talent, he can completely... completely
Damn, why is the course deviated 12 degrees to port? !
Previously, we were moving along Route 29 and had always maintained a slight angle with the direction of the Sea of ​​Death so as to avoid a head-on collision.

Now, His Highness has ordered to adjust the direction and charge at full speed. With the fleet's increasingly faster speed, they will plunge into the reefs in the Odysseus Sea area by tomorrow afternoon at the latest and be smashed to pieces!
Caedres was so shocked and angry that he could no longer bear it. He suddenly tore off the armor vest hanging on his body, jumped onto the deck with his upper body naked, and searched for Lucia's flagship with anxious eyes.

As a veteran, he must stop His Highness from committing suicide before the situation becomes irreversible, even if he has to be punished by military law for it, as long as he can stop the fleet, he will accept being killed! Suddenly, a sudden burst of force came from under his feet, and the magic sailboat, which was already close to the speed limit, began to rush forward without any sign, and the speed was getting faster and faster!

Caedreus looked around blankly and found that it was not just this warship, but the entire fleet that was advancing rapidly towards the North Pole!
At the front of the queue were the heavy armored ships of the Ancient Dragon Dynasty. Those huge blocks of steel produced in the Far Eastern archipelago were like galloping chariots. They smashed the ships that had been requisitioned from the maritime cities without dodging or avoiding, and led the fleet to sprint amidst broken masts and wood chips.

Soon, Caedres realized the source of the fleet's unusual speed - the magical energy within a hundred miles had become so dense that it became terrifying. It was because he did not practice magic that he failed to react immediately.

His first reaction was fear. The fleet must have rushed into the chaotic magical energy field surrounding the Sea of ​​Death.

But the next second he realized something was wrong. This was not the magic concentration that could exist under natural conditions. Every breath he took was like inhaling liquid magic, and his lungs were almost turned into energy storage crystals!

Back then, the expeditionary army did sink the abandoned golems and giant corpses into the port of Odysseus, but they did not sink the March God into the sea!
How could it be possible that hundreds of miles of sea were filled with such rich magical energy!
Your Highness is Your Highness!
Caedreus' eyes widened. He remembered the two attacks in which Lucia extracted natural energy during the Star Shattering Battle. Yes, only by using the dragon language magic that was beyond the limits of mortal understanding could one command all things in the world and create such an unimaginable miracle!
Sure enough, he saw a tall figure in moon-silver armor walking onto the deck of the flagship, and then stepping into the sky step by step, as if climbing up the stairs to ascend to his throne!
Increasingly violent magic power roared in from the sea, forming a magical field that encompassed the entire fleet, pushing all energy storage crystals to the brink of overclocking explosion, and driving hundreds of warships to break through the waves, like a dragon emerging from the abyss, rushing straight into the North Sea!

The army marched north, with four routes. Everyone on both sides of the enemy was analyzing whether to go through Sol or Otina, but he chose a route that was so outrageous that everyone excluded it from the beginning!

The surrounding scenery was rapidly receding. The voyage that was supposed to last for more than half a day was drastically shortened due to the extreme speed at which the fleet was on the verge of being scrapped. Caedres looked up with trembling eyes and could already see the jagged reefs on the edge of the Sea of ​​Death!

At this speed, it's too late to turn around.
"Grass!"

Caedreth gathered his fighting spirit and quickly ran towards the cabin, while at the same time using his big hands to tear off the armor on his lower body.

The arrow had already left the bow, and he had no time to question the commander's orders. He only knew that when the collision occurred, the heroes and high-ranking knights might still be able to save themselves, but other soldiers would suffer heavy casualties in the first moment even if they were prepared!

Make preparations in advance. If the boat is destroyed and people die, go into the sea and save as many as you can!

The next second, another gust of cold wind blew across his body, causing Caedreus to shiver violently.

The crackling sound of the sea water freezing came from far away. The commander of the tree guard, who was only wearing a pair of shorts, looked back blankly, and saw His Highness standing in the air, with four dragon wings in a half-dragon form spread out. Endless cold air surged out from between the wings shining with golden blessings!

With the flagship as the center, frosty white ripples spread rapidly!
The warships that were originally speeding at full speed were like flying insects wrapped in amber, frozen on the expanding ice field!
The ice and snow extended forward under the influence of the magic field, just like the white tide rising on the sea during high tide, passing over the shipwreck, over the reefs, over the thorny remains of the golem and the remains of the giant, until it reached the horizon!
Looking north, there was only a vast expanse of white between heaven and earth.

The sea of ​​death that is over a hundred miles long to the north of the magic fleet and south of Odysseus Port has become flat!
(End of this chapter)