Seeing a fleet several times his own approaching this side, Wang Hao's heart was not as calm as it seemed.
Although I don't understand why the enemy would make such a mistake, if he cannot seize this God-given opportunity, he will be really sorry for God's love.
The elimination of these more than 4,000 warships not only reduced the enemy's strength by five to sixty-sixths, but also had very important significance for the morale of both the enemy and ourselves.
As long as you can make the enemy hesitate and waver a little bit, you can buy your own side more time.
For Wang Hao and others, the key to this battle is not how many enemies are eliminated, but whether they can hold on for more than an hour.
"Minister, the enemy is within the firing range of the coastal defense artillery. Do you want to remind the rear to prepare for firing?" someone next to him asked.
There are many people from the Blood Shark Guild around Wang Hao. Seeing this former enemy, their emotions are very complicated. It stands to reason that the other party has brought serious blows to their guild, and they should hate him.
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However, what Wang Hao did really earned a lot of face for the British players. Although they agreed with it, they were also very entangled, so from time to time some people rushed to speak or express something in front of Wang Hao, all of which showed this kind of ambivalence.
Accessories.
"If you wait any longer, you can't scare your opponent away."
Wang Hao shook his head and said, if the other party knew that so many coastal defense guns were still intact, they would be on guard for the next attack, and it would be difficult to find such a good opportunity again.
"Attention all groups, prepare to shoot."
There are special messengers beside Wang Hao to pass his orders to the entire fleet.
"Give the green light." He said to a young man next to him.
This young man was an ordinary member of the St. England Guild. He was called to his side by Wang Hao only because he had mastered a special skill - flares.
As for this flare, it doesn't have much effect. It can only provide a little light in some special environments, but it doesn't have much value.
Because of this, he usually couldn't form a team to play games together outside, and could only play against the guild once in a while. Therefore, this time, Wang Hao's attention to him made him excited and scared, for fear of missing the other party.
major events.
The flares he masters can release three different colors, namely green, yellow and red, corresponding to Wang Hao's three arrangements.
"Oh." The young man responded, and his breathing suddenly became rapid. He has never been so valued by others in his life. He kept telling himself not to be nervous while ordering the crew to prepare to fire. In front of him,
When the skill options appeared, he was so excited that his hands almost shook. When he clicked on yellow, his face suddenly turned pale.
A white light point quickly rose into the sky, exploded with a bang, and turned into countless green light points.
The players of the St. England Guild have long been informed of the meaning of the green flare. This is the signal for the fleet to launch an artillery attack.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
After losing the communication function of the communicator, Wang Hao thought of many tricks in order to bring out the stronger power of the players.
Volley is the greatest means for long-range weapons to pursue lethality.
In this environment where the communicator is out of order, it is not an easy task to get thousands of warships to launch an attack at the same time.
Mixed with the sound of artillery fire in the sky were the howling winds, stone bullets, crossbow arrows, and iron pellets, all flying towards the enemy.
Due to being in a leeward position, the French fleet was baptized by all kinds of ammunition flying towards them before it entered the best shooting point.
Dozens of warships were directly sunk without causing any splash, and several times that number of ships were hit with varying degrees of severity.
"Notify the hunter team to prepare for counterattack."
Weiss is not a leader who is willing to suffer losses. Although he leads more than 4,000 ships, the number of second-tier ships is limited, and most of them are first-tier ships.
The Hunter Squadron is his only elite fleet composed of second-tier warships. It is treated as a treasure on weekdays. At present, the shooting range of other ships is not enough. Only the artillery on the second-tier ship can reach the distance, so he immediately
That reminds me of this team.
In a team of more than 4,000 ships, there are only more than fifty second-tier ships. This may sound ridiculous at first, but it is not.
You know, there were thousands of people in the St. England Guild, but there were only a dozen second-tier ships. Even if relevant benefits were later designated, it only increased to thirty.
In this way, St. England is considered very good among small and medium-sized guilds in the UK.
This is still the United Kingdom, which once ranked as the world's naval hegemon. The situation of other countries is much further behind.
Currently, there are five major naval powers in Europe, namely Britain, France, Germany, Portugal, and Spain. Apart from these, the other countries are slightly inferior at the starting point.
As for China, there are many players, but the strength of the military is only equivalent to the second-rate level in Europe.
After receiving the order, the hunter team opened the gun doors one after another and began to adjust the shooting angle, most of them with proud faces.
They don't take anyone seriously except their opponents at the same level.
The roar of the cannon sounded again.
Since the St. England Fleet needed to maintain its formation, it suffered a small loss when facing this round of artillery attacks.
More than a dozen ships were damaged.
The next moment, the Saint England Fleet began to retreat.
Regarding Wang Hao's orders, the members of St. Ying Lun absolutely obeyed 100%, even if they were forced to rush towards the enemy collectively.
"Ha, they are scared of being beaten."
"Brothers, rush."
Listening to the noise and whistles of the players around him, Weiss had a smile on his face. If he were allowed to take over this island alone, it would be hard to see how Kerry and the others could hold their heads high in front of him in the future.
Thinking of his success, he couldn't wait to immediately pull Kerry and the others in front of him to see how he landed in this base.
boom!
boom!
There was an unusually dull sound of artillery fire.
Weiss raised his head in confusion, "Where to shoot? Where to shoot?" His heart suddenly panicked.
Before anyone around him could reply, projectiles the size of a washbasin rained down on the French fleet.
Plop!
The water column splashed by the cannonball a few yards away covered Weiss's body with water. He shuddered and suddenly woke up. He looked around in horror. Everything he saw was shipwrecks and sawdust.
Under the salvo of more than a hundred coastal defense guns, Weiss's fleet suffered heavy losses, especially his precious Pimple Hunter team, which suffered heavy losses under this round of bombardment.
"Shore defense artillery!"
Weiss was not stupid, and he quickly guessed the culprit that caused all this, but his expression suddenly turned ferocious, "Who can tell me why the other side still has so many well-preserved coastal defense guns, and those defenders
Are they all pigs?"
The players in the French fleet suddenly became quiet. Looking at the man who roared like a madman, there was a hint of sarcasm under his numb face. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
