Talk:War Discussion/@comment-25168252-20140713024359/@comment-25013076-20140713165710

A crewman looks through his telescope...

Crewman: Sir, there are archers and cannons, and ALOT of shit going on at the docks sir!

Captain: Just where I wanted them...

Get out our new "weapon."

Meanwhile...

Weapon Operator: Get the napalm cannons ready!

''The crew wasted no time, they carried shells, some operated the cannon, some gave coordinates. Then the loaders loaded in a matter of seconds, 15 spreadshot hellfire shells''.

Corrdinator: I need coordinates at 15.8.0.14.0

Cannon Operator: Yes sir!

The cannon was huge, but throughout the ship, there was only 5 at a time, and the fleet had 7 battleships each carried five at a time.

Cannon Operator: Coordinates locked!

Weapons Operator: FIRE!!

Then with that single order, all battlehships let loose a barrage of hellfire, the shells glowed like meteorites in the sky, then quickly decended onto the docks of Lescatie.

The shells exploded midair, releasing tons of napalm, killing off their archers as well as busting a wide gap into Lescaties Seawall...