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Aenarion's gentle tone made the seemingly cowardly nun less nervous. She knelt on the ground nervously and joined the discussion of the battle.

"Oh, there is one more thing. If we launch an attack at the port and win, what if Slaanesh escapes to the mountains of Evia from the gate on land? This is the second largest island in the Aegean Sea. If they escape to the mountains, it will be difficult to catch them."

Aenarion suggested.

"I have some Viking allies from the north waiting for us at the port of Marathon. Why don't we attack the port together and let them attack from the valleys on land, encircling them from both sides and leaving them with no place to bury their bodies?"

"That would be better. I was afraid that we would not have enough manpower to storm the port, so I did not divide the troops."

Allelli adopted this plan, and several people continued to design various tactics during the four-day return voyage, and finally completed the final plan when they arrived.

At this moment, Valkia's Khorne pirates also completed the sacrifice. They dug a big pit on a shallow beach on the island of Evia, chopped off the heads of all the captives and corpses, poured all the blood into the pit, and then piled up a pyramid with more than fifty heads in the pit full of blood. The pious sacrifice obtained the blessing of Khorne. Valkia seemed to have grown taller, and the two warriors under her command had a great change in appearance.

Countless red-hot, boiling liquefied brass melted out from every pore on the two warriors' bodies, wrapped around their entire bodies, cooled on their epidermis, and solidified into an indestructible Chaos Plate Armor, greatly improving the two plunderers' defenses and bringing these pirates clad in animal skins to the same level as Western European Plate Knights, advancing them to plunderer champions.

However, the boiling copper burned every inch of his skin. The gradually cooling plate armor stuck to their burnt and rotten flesh, and they could never be removed.

When the time reached midnight, several black shadows emerged from Alleri's ship. Four assassins from the Italian Assassin Brotherhood appeared quietly in the darkness like ghosts.

The next second, the four assassins disappeared and appeared on the shadow of a reef cast on the blue sea. Then they disappeared again and appeared under the shade of a dark olive tree. They disappeared and appeared frequently in the shadows and darkness like ghosts.

This is the ability of the Shadow Dancer: [Shadow Leap]. The Shadow Dancer is an advanced class for the Rogue. Shadow Leap is a modified version of the Mage's Teleport. Although it greatly reduces the mana consumption and can even be cast instantly, the price is that it can only

Traveling through shadows, the distance is much shorter.

With this ability, four members of the Assassin Brotherhood quietly climbed up the four towers and assassinated the pirates who were responsible for patrolling and firing one by one. Then they went to the other four towers. They assassinated the guards of the eight turrets one by one as silently as shadows.

But when attacking the last five turrets, an accident occurred. The body of an assassin was thrown out of the window and smashed into a pulp on the wooden boards of the port. Then, the sharp and loud sound of a horn resounded through the sky over the port of Evia!

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Chapter 103: Lair of Slaanesh

"Not good! There is a powerful enemy stationed in that turret that the assassins cannot defeat, and the enemy has also been alarmed by the horn. Captain Aenarion, please attack immediately. I will deal with the remaining two turrets!"

Alleli's face changed, and he ordered two galleys to charge at full speed towards the port. He once again transformed into a demon, flapping a pair of gorgeous colorful moth wings, and rushed directly towards the turret. At last, the two guns discovered the demon hunter soaring in the air, and the soldiers stationed inside immediately shot dozens of arrows and bullets at her. The two cannons were also loaded with large-scale attack shotgun shells, and slowly aimed the muzzles at Alleli.

The demon hunter was not afraid at all. He used his wings covered with a layer of fine scales to block the arrows and bullets. Then he suddenly accelerated, like a colorful lightning, and instantly exploded inside the turret! The storm rolled up by his wings, carrying a large amount of poisonous scale powder from the moth wings, swept the entire room. The soldiers who inhaled the poisonous scale powder felt their limbs stiff and their eyes blurred. Countless strange and terrifying illusions slowly unfolded in front of them.

The other three assassins also crawled and sneaked in the darkness, climbed up the last turret, killed all the guards and took control.

"Artemisia, attack at full speed! When you are less than a hundred meters, no, fifty meters away from the port, turn the ship sideways and prepare for artillery fire!"

Aenarion immediately gave the order, and the Ulthuan set sail at full speed, and together with the two galleys, it broke into the harbor. By the way, it contacted Mariana and obtained more information about the Slaanesh pirates.

During this time, the Slaanesh pirates also reacted and boarded the ships or the destroyed turrets, trying to get them working again.

However, when they entered the turret, they found that it was a trap - the assassins had already considered this. They spilled all the black powder in the barrels on the floor and made a simple firing device. As long as someone opened the door, a piece of flint would immediately bounce up and hit an iron block hard, causing bright sparks to collide and rub, thus igniting all the gunpowder stored inside the turret in the horrified eyes of the pirates.

Instantly, deafening explosions and beautiful fireworks roared inside the eleven turrets! The violent shock waves caused the cylindrical turret walls to expand and bulge outward, covered with hideous scars and cracks, and gunpowder and fire gushed out from every firing hole and every crack!

From a distance, the eleven turrets looked like eleven huge collapsed and broken chimneys, emitting sharp flames and thick smoke. They also looked like eleven twisted and melted candles. The bricks and rubble melted by the high-temperature flames flowed down the cylindrical stone walls.

At this moment, the two Calais galleys had arrived and opened fire. Thanks to the design of the cannons on the bow, they could fire at the targets in front of them while moving, but their firepower was limited, and each ship could only fire three cannons at the same time.

Although the Ulthuan needed to turn its hull sideways and face the harbor on its broadside before firing, it could fit twenty cannons on its broadside, more than six times the capacity of a Galleon. The eighteen 12-pound stone-throwing cannons that Aenarion had acquired these days fired at the same time under the control of fifty-four zombies. Eighteen huge granite shells whizzed out of the flaming muzzles amid thunder and blasted towards the Slaanesh warships anchored in the harbor like a meteor rain!

All of a sudden, huge cracks were blown into the hulls of the sailing ships by the granite shells, and long scars were plowed into the decks. The broken planks and wood chips, along with the pirates' broken limbs and flesh, splashed in all directions!

At this moment, Alleri also won. She threw a spherical bloody object from the inside of the turret to the port. The bloody human head rolled around in the port for more than ten times before slowly stopping - it was the head of a Slaanesh captain.

Under the shameless sneak attack of three giant ships and four assassins, the turret was uprooted and the ship's artillery was suppressed by the artillery of the three giant ships. The Slaanesh pirates lost all their cannons and were forced to abandon the port and retreat into the city of Evia, trying to resist stubbornly in the urban area far away from the artillery range.

The goal of the first phase was achieved. With the advantage of artillery, thirty members of the Knights Hospitaller, a coalition of more than 260 Italian humans and Greek high elves, and 114 zombies set foot on the port of Evia and began to approach the city. However, what was waiting for them was a scene of hell.

The street lights of Evia were replaced by these Slaanesh pirates.

There were naked, tall elf girls evenly distributed in the port, with their hair shaved off. More than a dozen candles were densely inserted on their bald heads, burning brightly in the dark night.

The boiling, molten white wax slowly flowed down her naked body, gradually covering every inch of her naked skin and solidifying into pieces of turbid white wax.

Several carriages were parked outside the port, but they were not pulled by horses. Instead, they were pulled by several tall and handsome men and women with dull faces. They were blindfolded, with horse bits stuffed in their mouths and reins tied around their necks and upper bodies. They took the place of pack animals naked, pulling the carriages instead of the horses. Their smooth jade backs were covered with dense, bloody whip marks.

In the center of the port, a horrifying sculpture of flesh and blood shocked people's eyes: countless broken heads, hands, thighs, and torsos were pieced together in a blasphemous way to create a statue of flesh and blood.

The left half of His body has extremely strong and sturdy muscle lines, as handsome as an ancient Greek god, while the curves of His right half are extremely graceful and attractive. His lower body has an extremely thick and strong pillar of flesh, and two muddy and delicate petals.

The coalition forces of humans and elves all turned pale when they saw this blasphemous scene. Alleli was so angry that he was shaking all over. It had been less than a month since he was driven away, and Evia had been ruined and ravaged like this by these Slaanesh believers?

Facing the headquarters of Slaanesh head-on, Aenarion's spirit also suffered a severe shock. The miserable experience of the local people made him look extremely ugly, and his body was shaking. He commanded the zombies to get rid of the local people who were used as horses and street lamps. They seemed to have already suffered mental collapse, and there was no change even after being rescued. Instead, they even began to become aroused in public like wild beasts because of the touch of the zombies, and used their heavy breathing and muddy lower body to invite the zombies to an abnormal Slaanesh feast.

"Oh my God! What blasphemy this is!"

Several Crusaders roared in anger, whipped their horsewhips, and used the mobility of the cavalry to break into the city of Evia first, looking for the retreating Slaanesh pirates.

The little nun with plenty of milk beside Aenarion also looked at the local people who were abused to the point of mental collapse with tears in her eyes. She knelt beside a lamplighter, hugged her tightly in her arms, and used holy light to heal her skin burned by wax. She comforted the mentally abnormal girl over and over again. Amid the devout and sweet prayers, the human candlestick also shed two tears.

Among the group, Artemisia and Leopard Woman had the most normal expressions, as if they were used to it. Astarielle just had an unhappy expression, obviously it was not the first time she had seen such a thing.

“Don’t take this as normal in the Ottoman Empire.”

Astariel didn't want to be thought of as a pervert, so she explained immediately.

"Although the belief in Slaanesh is legally permitted in the Ottoman Empire, the Sultan does not allow them to abuse the Ottoman people, even slaves, in this way. The Night Raid Group ⑥; ⑨ Si ⑨ ③' ⑥ ①' ③ Wu only allows them to abuse and torture the enemies of the Ottoman Empire in this way. If what these people did was reported to the Sultan, the Crusaders would not have to do anything, the Janissaries would come to clean up the mess the next day."

Chapter 104: Walking into a Trap

"I believe what you said is true, Astariel, but have you ever thought about this: if these Slaanesh believers insist that these people are rebels and can be tortured, then will the Sultan you worship favor the three hundred pirates who are loyal to him and fight for the Ottomans, or will he favor a group of Christian citizens who refuse to submit to the Sultan's rule?

You also heard the conversation between Mariana and I. Your Sultan is very kind in charging 10% of the tax here, but these Slaanesh tax farmers are charging 10% of the tax. Do you think this is a special phenomenon, or is it common in all the corners of the Ottoman Empire?"

"I……"

Astariel was speechless after being rebuked by Aenarion. She couldn't believe that the empire that seemed so glamorous on the surface was so terrible in secret.

"Leave some people stationed at the port to protect the ship, and the rest of us will prepare to advance."

After rescuing the people in the port, Allari left fifty people to protect the ships and the docks, and then began to advance with the army. Aenarion also left thirty zombie soldiers to guard Ulthuan, and rode on the Red Hare and led the Abundant Corpses into the city. At the same time, he contacted Mariana again, wanting to know the deployment of Slaanesh's army.

At the same time, Valkia's Khorne pirates also started a siege on the ground, trying to trap the Slayer War Gang in the city.

Along the way, the two armies did not encounter any obstacles and fought all the way to the heavily guarded Governor's Mansion, where they encountered fierce resistance. A large number of Slaanesh elves shot out a rain of arrows from every window of the mansion. The figure of the God Slaanesh, the demon of lust, lay across the rooftop like a nightmare.

She was wearing a dress woven with black silk. Her youthful and delicate body and skin as smooth as white jade were faintly visible under the black gauze. Her long purple hair was combed into a playful pair of ponytails, and she looked like a delicate jade doll.

Six dazzlingly white arms stretched out from the black gauze slings, holding up six Slaanesh blades. She looked like a childish little girl, but her

The creepy demonic aura is even more terrifying than Alleri.

"Demon! I have gained power as great as yours! Everything you have taken from me, I will take back myself!"

Alleri let out a deafening roar and transformed into a demon for the second time, preparing to command the army to attack the mansion, but at this moment, Aenarion's magical conch sounded, and Mariana's anxious voice came from it.

"Aenarion! This is a trap! The Demon Mistress used herself as bait to lure your main force to attack the heavily guarded Governor's Mansion. At the same time, she sent more than 160 people, including the druid White, four captains and vice-captains, to attack the port through an extremely hidden tunnel in the city and seize your unguarded ships! She wants to change her home!"

"I am also in this exchange unit now! I finally found an opportunity to be alone with you to tell you the news. Go back to the port and deploy defenses!"

Aenarion was startled. The number of defenders at the port was limited, and there were no strong men in charge. If they were penetrated by the main force of the Slaanesh pirates and their three battleships were captured, he would be the one trapped in Evia.

"Alleli! Something happened at the port! The spies I planted in the Slayer Warband, four captains, a vice captain and more than 160 people are preparing to attack our ship and are on their way!"

Alleli frowned, and immediately understood the importance of the matter, but she also didn't want to let go of the enemy inside the mansion, seize her position as governor, and massacre her thousands of people.

"There are still fifty or sixty people in the port, and there are cannons and three assassins from the Assassin Brotherhood guarding it. You take your zombies back to defend it. I will send you ten Hospital Knights to support the port. I will defeat it here with my own hands! Don't worry, after we take it down, everything in the Governor's Mansion will be yours. If you are worried, you can leave one of your people here to watch over it."

"No need, I believe you."

Aenarion thought for a moment. It was pointless to leave a zombie here. He couldn't tell tales on him. Leaving Artemisia or anyone else here would seriously damage his own combat power. He might as well trust the other party and do a favor. He rode on Red Hare, raised his musket, and ordered all the zombies to turn around and retreat to the port at full speed. Artemisia's nightmare mount was twice as fast as an ordinary horse and could fly. She immediately rushed to the port as fast as possible and reported the situation to everyone.

After sending the secret letter, Mariana transformed into an agile leopard and moved silently across the rooftops. When she saw Artemisia fly back to the port and deploy defenses, she returned to the troops and transformed into a human form.

"How is it? Have you seen the other side's deployment?"

Druid White asked nervously. A druid can transform into any animal, but there is a limit to the number of transformations per day. He has been saving the number of transformations for the upcoming fierce battle, so he sent a beastman who can transform unlimitedly but can only transform into a leopard to be responsible for reconnaissance.

"The enemy's port defenses were very lax, with only seven or eight people scattered around. It seemed that they thought we were destroyed by their naval guns, so they retreated to the Governor's Mansion and trembled. They never expected that we would suddenly attack them."

Mariana smiled charmingly.

"The Admiral is a man of great foresight. This time, we will surely achieve great success and capture three huge ships! Remember to perform well, White. You went out on patrol and lost your ship, abandoned your crew, and caused your teammates to be wiped out. Now you are redeeming yourself. If you don't perform well this time, I'm afraid you will only be seen in the Admiral's dog cage with your limbs broken next time."

"I know, I know! But Mariana, your situation is not much better. The incident with Artemisia was too bizarre, and you are not trusted now! Look at the demon next to you!"

White retorted irritably.

"Alright, alright, both of you, stop making noise. The Admiral doesn't distrust anyone. Madam Shahras treats all of you as brothers and sisters. If you all behave well, we can extract more wealth and souls from Evia."

A lustful demon walked with wanton steps, appeasing the two leading pirates. Her demon body was curled up in a human skin, and she looked like a wanton and hot prostitute. This was Mariana's new deputy who replaced Artemisia.

"Of course, dear."

Mariana embraced the Slaanesh demon passionately and kissed her passionately, their hands pressed together, fingers crossed, breasts pressed tightly together, and two pairs of red lips forming a lewd waterline. The demon looked at her with eyes full of love and desire, and Mariana, who had just leaked the movements of the Slaanesh army to Aenarion, also looked at each other lovingly - as long as I delay some time, Aenarion and Artemisia will be able to complete the deployment of the port.

Although the other Slaanesh pirates wanted to say something, they could only let the two girls stick to them because the other party was a real demon and the admiral's true confidant.

After a while, when the Slaanesh army arrived at the port, they found that there were only six symbolic guards at the only entrance of the harbor. When the guards saw them, they were terrified and ran and crawled back towards the ship, wishing their parents had given them two more legs, and roared at the top of their lungs.

"The Slaanesh pirates are coming! Get back to the ship and defend! Ask the captain for help!"

"Everyone! Charge! If they get on board,

After that, put away the landing pad, it will be difficult for us to capture their ship! Quick, quick, quick!!!"

White let out a deafening roar, and instantly transformed into a Chaos Black Wolf that was even bigger than a horse. He rushed to the front of the army, pounced on the slowest guard and threw him to the ground. His long wolf mouth bit him hard on the back of the neck. Tons of terrifying bite force, combined with four rows of sharp fangs, bit off the flesh, nerves, and even the cervical vertebrae in his neck with a tooth-grinding bone-cracking sound! The head that lost its connection, sprayed blood, and rolled away.

The other Slaanesh pirates also screamed, howled, and cheered as they rushed into the harbor, chasing the five remaining guards towards the ships. Well, the three ships were all anchored in the harbor, and there was nothing unusual. The damn Ulthuan also had its bow facing the harbor, not its side, so it shouldn't be a trap.

But at this moment, more than forty guards emerged from the ship. They raised their muskets and pulley crossbows and fired a volley of shots at the dense Slaanesh army. They quickly retracted the landing board, and the five baits plunged into the sea, grabbed the ropes thrown by the crew, and returned to the safe deck.

That's not right. Aren't there only six people at the port? Why are there more than 40 people on the ship? They're just like they were prepared! Are those people defending the port playing us?

Before the Slaanesh pirates could react, Artemisia ordered the Ulthuan to slowly turn and point its side towards the port.

"This is a trap! Retreat!"

The Slaanesh pirates were terrified and turned around to rush out of the port.

But at this moment, the sound of hurried horse hooves and the roar of zombies were heard from behind. Aenarion, wearing golden scale armor and a phoenix helmet, was covered by a skeleton giant with only a body and arms, blocking the entrance to the harbor.

Behind them, a large number of slow-moving but thick-skinned and tough corpses raised their muskets and fired a volley of shots directly into the port. The Slaanesh pirates suffered heavy casualties from the pincer attack. A large number of pirates fell to the ground helplessly like weeds, spewing bright red blood.

Chapter 105: Sisters' Quarrel

"Captain Aenarion, please, please don't waste so much mana casting so many defensive spells on yourself. Use all this mana to destroy our enemies."

Sister Miriel looked at Aenarion who cast three defensive spells on her in a row, thinking that he did not believe in her healing ability, so she felt a little aggrieved and spoke softly.

"No matter what kind of injury you suffer, Miriel can make you healed in an instant."

"I don't distrust you."

Aenarion jumped off the Red Hare and stroked her long silver hair through the black veil.

"There is no healer like you in my team. I am used to stacking up defense before the battle. In the next battle, please heal me."

"Well! May the holy light of God protect you."

Miriel nodded confidently in agreement and followed Aenarion into the battlefield. He quickly loaded his musket with a second round of bullets and blew up a Slaanesh pirate's head with one shot. He watched his skull shatter into a scarlet firework, then took out the third paper bullet with a normal expression and began to load it.

At this moment, the Slaanesh pirates, who had suffered heavy losses, also reacted. They immediately split into two teams. Most of the pirates quickly seized the ships, while the other part rushed towards Aenarion, trying to block the reinforcements at the entrance and prevent them from rushing to rescue their ships.

The one rushing in front, the one closest to Aenarion, was a prostitute with incredible speed. Two huge, sharp arthropod claws like scimitars, accompanied by a confusing and intoxicating killing aura, tore the skin of her hands and stretched out from the empty shell.

A lustful demon!

Aenarion pulled the trigger, but the demon was even faster than the bullet. Its delicate and small brown goat's hooves crushed the leather that wrapped its feet. Its white and strong legs were stretched and curled up like springs.

With a "thump" sound, the Slaanesh demon's hooves slammed into the ground, and her tightly curled legs instantly stretched out. The whole demon immediately accelerated. Not to mention dodging the bullets, her entire body disappeared from Aenarion's sight!

"clang!!!"

The next moment, a sharp claw pierced Aenarion's back, but was blocked by the psychic skeleton covered with a layer of inert armor. The sharp demon claw collided heavily with the solid psychic bone armor, sparks flew, and clanging sounds were heard. The spikes at the front of the claw were broken off by the astral armor.

With the blessing of the Warlock's Blood Endurance and the Arcane Ring, Aenarion's spellcasting level is like that of a sixth-level psyker. The [Inert Armor] alone can provide him with 6 points of armor value, and his defense is close to that of plate armor.

The Slaanesh demon widened his eyes in surprise. This man was wearing a psychic's armor spell. From the looks of it, his physique was just average. He should be a weak spellcaster, but why was his defense so high?

Aenarion turned and thrust his spear, but missed, and the creature stamped the ground with its hooves and disappeared.

"His!"

Before Aenarion could react, the Slaanesh demon's second attack came again. The broken demon claws had already regenerated, and the pair of demon claws burned with pink Slaanesh flames. This time, she did not choose to stab, but opened her claws, revealing

The claw blade, which was covered with serrations and barbs on the inside, directly cut off the two psychic ribs of the [Vitality] structure!

The Slaanesh demon showed a victorious smile on his weird face. Very good, this thing is not indestructible. After a few more cuts, as long as I destroy this psychic skeleton, I can directly cut off this kid's head.

Suddenly, a sacred and magnificent golden light appeared on Aenarion's body. The psychic bones were healed by Miriel almost at the moment of being destroyed. The two broken ribs grew back from the spine. Under the protection of six zombies, she glared at the demon and even had time to hold up the cross and cast an instant [Rebuke the Demon].