Chapter 84 Pirate Queen

Just as Egil was most afraid of, Egil was assigned a mission to lead the fleet south to attack the Celtic Queen Artoria in Egypt. A rare storm started to swallow nearly half of the fleet she led. The Royal Navy Victory was also broken. What's worse, in the storm, she was separated from the main force of the fleet. After the calm, she looked at her 30,000 Celtic army, 18,000 Norman Navy, and nearly 400 warships. Now there are less than twenty ships left gathering around her.

After a day of contact, repairing the hull, and resting, Artoria was a little dazed when she heard the rewards of her subordinates.

"A total of 48,000 troops...there are only less than 3,000 left now?!"

It seemed like he was talking to himself, and it seemed like he was asking something. Artoria's words were filled with tremolo. It was so lingering that he didn't faint.

"No, it's not like this, Your Highness. Although this storm is terrible, my subordinates assure you that the losses will never be so great. Although there are indeed some ships and troops that have lost. Most of the troops will be saved. We should be temporarily separated from them." Apraksin, the commander of the Baltic Fleet who was sent to assist Artoria and carried out this raid mission, comforted him.

"It would be great if that's the case." Artoria breathed a sigh of relief when she said this, and immediately thought of her mission, and then asked Apraxin: "So, General. Do you know where we are now?"

Earlier, the fleet commander asked the navigator. The navigator took the chart and gestured carefully for a while, and told the navy that they were now located in the southeast of the Mediterranean. It was not too far from the land. So Apraksin also answered the Celtic Queen.

"In other words, we are not too far from the pagan territory now, is that true?!" After hearing Apraxin's answer, Artoria's eyes lit up again.

"It's true, but - Your Highness, you shouldn't be trying to attack the other side with this little remnants, right?" Aprakhin heard the question of his own queen and immediately thought about what she wanted to do. He suddenly became anxious and persuaded her, saying: "The army and the sailors who can land on the battlefield together have less than 1,500 people. &*The fastest update**, and most people have not recovered. If we attack rashly, we will definitely be swallowed up by the enemy's army!"

"Not that serious." After hearing Apraxin's statement, Artoria smiled dismissively: "How many pagan troops do you think there are still in Egypt? One hundred thousand? One million? I tell you, generals. They probably don't even have ten thousand people. And they are scattered throughout Egypt. I estimate that their defenders at the port of Alexandria will definitely not exceed three thousand. The number of troops brought by this expedition is large. It is not because of the number of enemies. It is because the emperor wants us to conquer the entire Egypt."

"So, what do you want to do?" Apraxin asked.

"Since you said that we still have a certain number of troops. Then they will continue to advance towards the scheduled attack site Alexander. It is most appropriate to go with the main force to attack Alexander. At the same time, even if we cannot get any reinforcements, we can act alone, as long as we are fast enough, and we can catch him off guard and take Alexander over."

The queen's eyes were filled with a ray of violence and confidence, which made Apraksin feel scared. Although the general still felt that her plan was not very good--the safest way to do now should go north, return to Cyprus, or return to Tripoli. Announcing the failure of the expedition - they lost half of their fleets and troops. Morale was also severely damaged. No one could blame them.

However, the general was shocked by the momentum of the Queen of Artoria. He could only lower his head and say nothing, and could not say any protest. Of course, given that the Queen knew nothing about navigation, he might be able to make some moves and make the fleet turn around...

"If you dare to deceive me, I will pull out your tongue."

However, the next sentence from Artoria made the poor general give up his little cleverness. He didn't dare to try whether what the queen said was true...

In this way, there were 22 ships that seemed a little bit broken - one large flagship, one artillery warship - but gunpowder was soaked in water. It seemed that it could not be used - twelve heavy crossbow warships, eight large transport ships. There were nearly 800 sailors and sailors, and more than 2,100 army soldiers. This is the power that Artoria still holds today. Although it seems a little weak, as long as it can be used properly, it can also have unexpected effects...

On March 15, 1006, nearly half a month later than the scheduled time. At noon, at the forefront of the fleet led by Artoria, on the watchtower of a heavy crossbow warship, holding a monocular telescope, he vaguely saw a vague cylinder. When he rubbed his eyes hard and looked over carefully, the ship drove a little further away--this time, the scenery he could see became clearer.

"Lighthouse! It's Alexander's Big Lighthouse!! We're going to dock!!!" The lookout shouted, letting the moldy soldiers lying lazily in the wet cabin run out one after another.

"Where?!" As such, some people began to climb up to the mast. More people rushed to the bow of the ship, stretched their necks against the railing, looking forward with their necks. Of course, before they could see anything, the captain of the ship and the centurion of the army ran over and kicked them hard at the butt of their subordinates. They shouted: "Stop looking! Get ready quickly, we are going to land and fight!"

So the sailors and army soldiers ran back into the cabin in panic, put on their own equipment and equipped them with weapons--when some soldiers were preparing to use their flags--the Army Half Phoenix Flag, Navy Half Phoenix Flag, and Celtic Red Dragon Flag, they were stopped by the officers.

"Don't carry flags! Don't wear those garments!" said the officers.

"But---why is this?!"

"Don't ask so many reasons, just execute the order! This is the order of Her Majesty the Queen!" The officers shouted. When they heard it was the Queen's order, the soldiers dared not say anything. Whether it was the Celtic soldiers on the wheel or the Norman sailors, they were extremely afraid of the ferocious spirits like Artoria. If their boss said similar orders, they would definitely say something, such as this would not show their own heroic spirit, and it would be inconvenient to command without carrying a flag or something. But when it was the order of Artoria, the soldiers dared not say a word and complained. They were afraid that these words would be heard by the terrifying queen and then threatened their lives and safety...

Artoria also had his own considerations for giving such an order. If the flag was revealed openly, then after occupying Alexander, he would definitely be subject to a desperate counterattack by the enemy. If it was as Apraksin said, there were still a large number of reinforcements on the sea. That would be fine. If it was not as Apraksin said, then the situation would be quite bad. Although it was claimed that the number of enemies would not exceed 10,000--but it was the territory of the pagans. If the enemy fought desperately and mobilized peasants to join the war, it would be possible to gather a hundred thousand troops...

"So, we disguise ourselves as pirates to reduce the other's vigilance. On the front line, the Empire and the Crusaders are fighting with the pagans. If we cast a flag, it will definitely cause the enemy to fight back. We are not in sufficient staff and may fail because of this. However, if we disguise ourselves as pirates, the enemy will become hesitant. We are not sure what we want to do. This will give us some time." Artoria planned this way. After putting on his ornate curse armor, he put on a shirt to cover the too conspicuous armor. At the same time, he wore a pre-prepared eye mask and a ship-shaped hat with a skeleton logo. The signature sword of victory and oaths were not brought. Instead, he replaced it with a scimitar and a dagger.

This outfit made Artoria look like a pirate captain. After looking in the mirror, Artoria himself was also satisfied with the outfit.

"It seems that a good battle can be fought." Artoria nodded.

Immediately afterwards, when there were two or three hundred meters away from the coast, the Artorian fleet dropped the boat. The sailors quickly paddled and moved closer to the shore-their landing site was a soft beach. Not far away, the world-famous Alexandria Lighthouse was vaguely visible. The distance to the port of Alexandria should be three or four kilometers away. It can be reached in about half an hour walking.

"Prepare to attack------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

After logging in, Artoria tidied up her eye mask, felt a little uncomfortable, so she took it off and replaced it on the other side and ordered it.

"So, how do you call you?" a soldier asked.

"Well..." Artoria thought for a few minutes, and then said: "Call me the Queen!"
Chapter completed!