Above the Sword Coast, the weather is fine.

Normally, this would have been a particularly comfortable day for the sailors. Amid the laughter and curses of the second mate, they were scrubbing the floor that was about to grow mushrooms. They could also eat an orange in their spare time, which could significantly improve bleeding gums and weak knees.

feel.

But at this moment, the reinforcements that people in Luskan were eagerly awaiting also encountered an unprecedented dilemma.

They are recognized as the strongest sea power along the entire Sword Coast, but they are being treated like dogs.

"Shameless Northlander"

As one of the five marshals, Commander-in-Chief Thelwood, who was ordered to rush to the rescue of Luskan this time, looked at the Kapshui ships sailing ahead and refused to confront them head-on, and smashed the handrail of the ship's side.

He gnashed his teeth in hatred, but was helpless.

Boom boom boom

From time to time, the Luskan ship array erupted with splashes of water rising into the sky. This was the momentum caused by the Luskan people using bows, arrows, ballistae and magic snipers to attack from the bottom of the sea.

They encountered many big and difficult fish

Those damn Northerners, they actually bound a lot of alchemical explosives that can explode underwater to the abdomens of these tuna and swordfish, and they don’t know how they can remotely control these crazy exploding fish.

attacked them.

The speed of these fish swimming in the deep sea is obviously much faster than them. In the deep sea, due to the deep pressure of the sea water and the resistance of the medium, their poor attack methods cannot cause any damage or protection to these fish, so they have to lift the

Enter stealth mode, surface as quickly as possible, and then block it.

Even though they knew that this must be a conspiracy by the Northlanders, they had no choice.

Originally, they were ready for a big fight, but it turned out that these people from Jishui City were more timid than they thought. When they saw them emerging from the sea, they immediately raised their sails and fled, but they were all gearing up to fight to the death.

The Luskans were stunned.

"Captain, what should we do?" asked the first mate on the flagship.

"Ignore them and advance all the way north."

The answer given by Tyer was that the iron-blooded fish will die and the net will break.

He could already foresee that a siege net organized by the ships of Kaishui City was closing in on them, but they did not have the conditions to dive again before finishing those damn exploding fish.

Although they did not expect that the Northlanders would find a way to crack their underwater stealth so quickly, they, the Luskans, never lacked the courage to fight.

If the people of Jishui City really want to stop them, they will make them pay a bloody price.

Let the other party understand that they, the Luskans, are the real overlords of the sea.

Looking at the Luskan ships fleeing and listening to the roar of explosions on the sea, Tyr's thoughts couldn't help but return to the past.

In Luskan, the city of thousands of sails, and a city-state founded by pirates, Tyr is undoubtedly an alternative.

He was born into the Luskan aristocracy, and because of his very good arcane talent, he joined the Tower of Stone Tree of the Arcane Brotherhood in his early years to receive orthodox mage education.

After graduation, he relied on his family connections to sneak into the Luskan military headquarters. With decades of steady development and the secret support of his family, he was eventually promoted to one of the top five marshals of Luskan without any suspense.

It was precisely because of this relationship and his understanding of Akram that he led his family to join the Arcane Brotherhood without hesitation when President Akram launched a coup.

Facts have proved that he won the bet, or in other words, he never thought that President Arkham would lose.

If a wise enough spellcaster plans something, he will definitely bury the victory in the details of time, rather than relying purely on violence and luck.

Therefore, he firmly believes that the man who holds knowledge and truth in his hands is destined to glory and victory.

Especially the opponents are those decadent nobles who don't care about progress and only care about pleasure.

Even he was one of them.

But all this has quietly changed since more than twenty years ago.

Especially since he returned from traveling to Jondas, Mulholland, Torei, Moon Shadow Island and other places, the president in his impression has changed somewhat.

Among them, the most intuitive impression is that the President is obviously much older, and is no longer the wise and always calm image in his memory.

Maybe one second he is guiding your magic research in a friendly manner, and the next second he is crazy and smashing everything in the laboratory.

I heard from Surjek that the prayer technique used by the president to extend his life doesn't seem to be very effective.

At that moment, Tyre finally understood

Their president was about to reach the end of his life, and he was afraid that he would not live long. It was only then that he understood some of the president's abnormalities.

That feeling of clearly having ambitions but not waiting for me may indeed drive even the wisest people crazy.

At that time, he was already old and used life-extending spells for the first time, so he felt the same way.

However, after a few years, the president seemed to have become normal again, and the aging process of his body seemed to be somewhat suppressed, which made Tyre feel a little relieved.

But until the incident in the waters of Nelanthel broke out, the president insisted on ordering an all-out attack on the Moonshadow Islands without any preparations.

At that moment, Thiel felt that maybe the president had really gone crazy.

The arcanist should never allow himself to lose his mind and leave everything to luck

This is no different from gambling

So just as the Northern Alliance forces began to move northward and approach Luskan, Tyr also made an equally crazy order.

That was to lead his fleet back to Luskan under the guise of Guild President Akram.

But this is not an impulsive act, but a careful consideration.

First of all, not all Luskans are as crazy as the guild leader, who can block everything, especially their home and family, for a so-called plan that has not been made public until now.

Therefore, once he announces this transfer order, at least at the middle and lower levels, no one will doubt the authenticity of the transfer order.

By that time, even if his order to rebel reaches Arkham's ears, Arkham will most likely not publicize his blatant forgery of military orders on a large scale.

This would be a serious blow to both Arkham's plan and the morale of Luskan's army. It would not be a wise move to split up the troops and pursue them when combat power is in short supply.

At most, they would be settled after the war and sent to a military court.

But at that time, Tyre could no longer care about so much.

His wife, his daughter, and his family are all in Luskan. If he loses them, his life in Tyr will become meaningless.

In one point, he is different from his nominal teacher Iolum. He does not believe that magic or arcana is supreme and can sacrifice everything in order to obtain the truth.

He believes that arcane research should be people-oriented, and arcana that can serve people and improve the convenience and quality of life is the direction that should be pursued.

Arcana is supposed to allow the next generation to master more powerful means of production, making it easier for them to embark on a powerful path and a more prosperous life.

However, the president's original great navigation strategy and trade monopoly policy to dominate the North could also bring countless wealth to Luskan.

At least on this point, he thought the president was right.

But now that's all.

After all, he and that man were not the same person.

Twenty-six years ago, he betrayed Luskan's old regime and led his Wood family to the pinnacle of Luskan's power and glory.

Today, he betrayed Arkham and the Arcane Brotherhood again, but he can't see the future clearly.

The response shown by the Jishui City fleet and those exploding fish full of sinister connotations inevitably made his already stone heart inevitably feel a little confused.

"There are traces of enemy ships on both wings of the marshal"

Just when Taylor was in a daze, the first mate suddenly issued a nervous warning sound.

"All gunners are in position and ready to engage"

Tyr swept away his dejection and regained his image as the calm and legendary arcanist.

But what confused Tyre and all the Luskan soldiers was that the Kadishui fleet, which was already encircling them, still had no intention of getting closer.

This made many Luskan people even wonder if the other party wanted to escort them all the way back to Luskan.

But things soon changed.

A familiar figure appeared on the flagship they had been chasing.

Tire's old acquaintance, the masked lord of the City of Water, the black staff mage Kelben Orosan.

I saw this middle-aged man with a kind and kind face rubbing his chin and smiling.

"Little Tyr, let me tell you the good news first. Just now, your hometown Luskan has fallen. If you are still sensible, surrender. You have no chance."

"How is this possible that Luskan was lost?"

Kelben's heart-wrenching words stirred up a thousand waves, causing many Luskan soldiers to fall into an uproar.

Tyr's heart tightened, and he held back the suffocation that made him dizzy, holding on to the rudder and pretending to be calm.

"Your Excellency Black Stick, I respect you as a senior, but there is no need to use this trick of deceiving ordinary people here."

His consciousness at this time seemed to be split in two, one side was as furious and anxious as fire, and his logical consciousness was telling him that this was an almost impossible thing. How long would it take for the Northland Allied Forces to break through the cliff at this moment?

Arriving outside the city of Luskan, Luskan has three legends, Baram, Kurth, and Rimado, and the Mystery Lock to rely on. How could it be solved in one day?

But in his intuition, there is no need or intention for a veteran strongman like Kelben to tell such outrageous lies.

And the mind on the other side is as calm as under the ice ocean, because even if the city gate of Luskan is really breached, the opponent cannot completely occupy it. Street fighting is the most cruel and bloody war process. At this time, Kusi and the others must
To be continued...