In order to avoid the attack of coastal defense artillery, the French fleet formed a chaotic formation.
After witnessing the tragic situation of their companions, many players panicked and wanted to leave the area covered by enemy artillery fire as soon as possible. There were many collisions with each other.
Although, due to the relatively dense formation of the French fleet, the effect of this round of attacks by the coastal defense artillery was extremely amazing.
But the loss of dozens of ships was nothing to a fleet of more than 4,000 people. Most people were mainly frightened by the violent offensive of the coastal defense artillery.
The deafening sound of artillery was heard, and broken pieces of wood were everywhere on the sea.
Watching his companions being killed in seconds, the visual impact and psychological pressure brought by this scene were too great for this fleet that had not experienced many large-scale naval battles.
Just think about it, even the elites selected by Saint England and the Blood Shark Guild were stunned when they experienced such an offensive for the first time, not to mention the French fleet, which was far behind in overall quality.
"Attack, as long as we attack in, those cannons won't be able to attack us."
Looking at the chaos around him, Weiss finally remembered his responsibilities and issued orders loudly.
At this time, Weiss is the pillar and role model in everyone's heart. If he behaves in a panic, the people below him will naturally be at a loss.
Only the players close to him heard Weiss's shouting. Through the loud messages of these players, the large-scale commotion in the fleet gradually subsided.
Whether visible or invisible, everyone's eyes were focused on the direction of Weiss.
"Attack. Destroy the British."
After completely waking up, Weiss discovered that except for the hunter team, the other ships had not suffered much damage. This made his face become a little hot.
At the same time, he also clearly realized that his side had penetrated deep into the attack range of the coastal defense artillery. If he wanted to retreat like this, he would inevitably pay a greater price, and his self-respect would not allow him to withdraw in this way.
Only by destroying the enemy in front of him can he wash away this layer of humiliation.
After seeing the enemy's actions, Wang Hao was not surprised. I am afraid that no commander would admit defeat so easily, not to mention that the opponent's strength was still more than four times that of his own, giving him an absolute advantage.
However, in this sea area that can only accommodate up to 3,000 ships, the other party actually ordered 4,000 ships to move forward together.
In this way, the scene is naturally spectacular, but the distance between them is too close, and many suspects will become living targets.
This made Wang Hao seriously despise the opponent's commander's IQ.
However, the opponent's seemingly reckless and brainless actions made him a little embarrassed. Originally, he divided the entire fleet into two in order to cope with the opponent's taking turns.
But in the end, we met such a stupid young man. A fleet rushed so far ahead. As soon as they came up, they actually put up a formation with the entire army pressing against them.
This made him somewhat miscalculated. While he ordered everyone to fight, he also recruited people to shoot out the last flare.
A red light point quickly rose into the sky and exploded above everyone's heads.
Weiss stared blankly at the red fireworks in the sky. He vaguely seemed to remember that before the previous coastal defense artillery attack, there seemed to be two similar light spots in the sky. Thinking of this, his expression couldn't help but change.
"Head, what's bad, a large number of warships appeared in the port opposite."
After hearing the report from his subordinates, Weiss's face changed drastically again, and he couldn't help but start sweating on his forehead. He began to speculate on the other party's intentions. Could it be that this battle was the other party's conspiracy from the beginning?
"How many people are there?" he asked in a bitter voice.
The man seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then replied: "There are probably nearly a thousand ships that have appeared."
After hearing this, Weiss breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that this was the entire strength of the opponent.
A small port like this has a certain limit on its hourly throughput. If the enemy still has more troops, it would be time to go into battle now. If they start landing, even if the enemy still has ships, it will
It doesn't make any sense.
"When attacking, the opponent only has 2,000 ships. Our strength is twice that of the opponent. Victory belongs to us Black Skeletons."
Hearing the words of encouragement from the president, the fighting spirit of the members of the Black Skull and Bones Society was also aroused, and they rushed towards the Saint England Fleet with roars.
Both sides engaged in full-scale combat.
Due to terrain restrictions, although the Black Skull and Bones has more than 4,000 ships, it does not mean that all 4,000 ships can be put into battle immediately.
In addition, this fleet is inferior to our own in terms of personnel, equipment, and level. Therefore, although Wang Hao only has a thousand ships, the pressure is not as great as imagined.
Not to mention, there are also shore defense guns to help.
The reason why Wang Hao ordered another fleet to join the battle in advance was to minimize losses and to speed up the harvest.
After all, plans never change quickly, and there is nothing to say about changing plans temporarily.
Weiss's heart gradually began to grow cold as he looked at the battle in front of him. Even though the unique roar of coastal defense guns could be heard from time to time, it did not make his heart beat faster.
Originally, he felt pretty good about his guild's military strength, which was considered good among medium-sized guilds in Norway. But when he compared it with the enemy in front of him, he became aware of it.
He finally understood why the other party dared to compete for control of a base alone when they only had 2,000 ships. It was not only because there was a certain gap in the personal strength of the players.
Even in terms of commanding ability, the opponent was way ahead of me.
Especially the elite fleet composed entirely of second-tier ships, in the hands of the opponent, it uses its power to the extreme. As long as there is a slight flaw on our side, the fleet will rush in like a smelly shark.
He came up, took a bite, and immediately broke out before the surrounding enemies could surround him.
Although the casualties of this fleet were not too many, it dealt a huge blow to the morale of the Black Skull Fleet.
Weiss also planned to annihilate this fleet, but the other party's commander was too cunning and frequently saw through his intentions, and this fleet itself was more flexible, faster, and more durable than his own first-order ships.
There was nothing we could do with this fleet of less than a hundred people.
The situation on the entire battlefield is also extremely serious. In the past ten minutes, the Black Skull and Bones Society has lost almost a thousand ships of various types, while the losses of the Holy Blood United Fleet are only a quarter of the former, most of which
Or take the initiative to withdraw from the battlefield.
As long as they return to the dock at the port for short repairs, these ships will be able to return to the battlefield soon.
The Black Skull and Bones Society is not so convenient. Even if a ship is severely damaged and wants to withdraw from the battle, it must pass through the blockade constructed by coastal defense artillery. Even if a few fish slip through the net, they can return to the nearest supply point in France from here.
By the time they come back, the battle will probably be over long ago.
As time goes by, the situation of the war becomes increasingly clear.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the Black Skull and Bones Society's defeat is certain.
On the sea two miles away from the port, a large number of French fleets docked here.
On a ship that was half the size of the Piaoxue, several men looked at the battlefield in the distance with relaxed faces.
"Weiss, a guy who is usually so arrogant, can't believe that he is so easy-going and has twice the strength of the opponent, and he still fights like this. I wonder how that kid can hold his head up in front of us in the future?"
"That's right, it sounds nice, but in the end we won't be left to clean up the mess."
"Well, it's understandable that young people can be angry. We still have to give them another chance."
Hearing the weird words of the people around him, Kerry became more and more irritable. He resisted the urge to curse and whispered: "Should we send someone to provide support?"
When the leaders of several other guilds heard this, they all showed fake smiles on their faces.
"No, that guy Weiss still needs help from others? If you don't rush to help, he will beat you as an enemy."
"Be careful, your good intentions will not be rewarded. You should suffer the consequences of this kid."
"Hey, you have a soft heart, why don't you go up and help?"
Kerry finally understood that these people were determined to make Weiss suffer a big loss. Although he didn't like that guy Weiss, at least they were in the same trench now, and they just watched their comrades being wiped out by the enemy.
He really can't do it.
"Okay, since you don't want to go, then I will go."
Kerry originally wanted to try to ease the relationship between them and put the overall situation first, but at this time, he couldn't help it anymore. He directly returned to his ship along a long wooden board and led his subordinates to prepare to go
Battlefield support.
"Hey, some people want to be heroes, some people like to be loyal, but we are all old."
"Humph, let's see what happens to him when he arrives. Others failed to rescue him and even got himself in."
Another person's lips moved twice, and finally he sighed and said nothing.
It is not an easy task to unite these guild forces from different countries to fight together. No one will give in to the other easily. The reason why they are still in the mood to laugh at each other's jokes at this time is because they firmly believe that even if they are the only ones present,
It is enough for a few groups to take over the island.
When the first two gangs of idiots have consumed almost all the power on the island, it's time for them to appear.
They are not comparable to rookies like Weiss.
They firmly believe in this.
When Wang Hao received the news that another fleet of three thousand warships appeared on the opposite side, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
This is also expected. The fact that the other party's support only appeared at this time can already explain many problems.
"The intensity of the attack can be reduced, and the damaged ships can be returned to the dock for repairs. The group of people in front of us are no longer a threat to us."
Originally, Wang Hao planned to annihilate this fleet, but judging from the reaction of these French people, he got some clues. It might be more appropriate to leave this crippled fleet instead of annihilating them.
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