Wang Fan thought over and over again, and still felt that it was most effective to seize a warship and fire its cannons. However, with so many troops rushing to kill him, how easy would it be for him to seize a warship?
In desperation, Wang Fan could only retreat while fighting.
Fighting against an army of tens of millions of people with the power of one person is simply not something he can do at this moment.
Not to mention spending his spiritual energy to kill these tens of millions of troops, even if these tens of millions of troops stood there motionless for him to kill, he would still be exhausted to death.
Just when Wang Fan was depressed, his mental power suddenly swept to the direction of the Long'ao Empire, and dozens of warships galloped over.
Wang Fan looked at this scene and felt happy. He immediately flashed and ran towards that direction quickly.
At the same time, his mental power spread crazily, and he sent a message to Yu Baye who was in one of the battleships, "Leave me alone, immediately order the cannon to kill these Huri Empire monks."
When Yu Baye in the battleship heard Wang Fan's voice transmission, he was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes became firm.
He gritted his teeth and issued the order without any hesitation, "Concentrate all your firepower and bomb the Hu and Japanese army over there!"
He knew that the reason why Wang Fan asked him to do this was that he was sure to avoid the cannon attack and would not be affected, so he decisively chose to follow Wang Fan's command.
After hearing Yu Baye's order, the Long'ao soldiers responded one after another, and then without any hesitation, began to launch artillery fire.
Although the battleships of the Long Ao Empire are far less powerful than those of the Hu Ri Empire, they cannot be underestimated.
Boom boom boom boom!
Just as a series of deafening explosions broke through the sky and flames shot into the sky, dozens of warships and nearly a hundred artillery pieces frantically bombarded the monks from the Hu Ri Empire who were chasing Wang Fan.
Those monks from the Huri Empire never thought that soldiers from the Longao Empire would come to support them.
There was no way, their strength was not as good as Wang Fan's, and the scope of their spiritual investigation was naturally not as far away as Wang Fan's. In addition, they had been closely watching Wang Fan's pursuit, so naturally they did not find the Long Ao army who came to support him.
Seeing the countless artillery fires carrying heat waves and bombarding madly, the faces of the Hu and Japanese soldiers who were chasing Wang Fan all changed.
"Damn it, I fell into a trap!"
"Soldiers from the Longao Empire are here!"
"Holy shit, run!"
"What a despicable and shameless guy!"
They couldn't help cursing fiercely, and then ran away frantically in all directions. Some even imitated Wang Fan and fled high into the sky.
But Wang Fan, who was in the air, was staring at them. As long as someone dared to rush into the air, Wang Fan would rush over immediately and slash out with a knife.
Facing Wang Fan's sharp knife, those monks who reacted quickly were lucky and could avoid it in advance, but those who reacted slowly were miserable and died miserably under Wang Fan's knife.
Seeing this scene, the monks from the Huri Empire were so angry that they gritted their teeth and hated Wang Fan in their hearts.
This bastard was so despicable that he cut off their escape route.
However, no matter how much they hated Wang Fan, they had no choice but to avoid him in other directions.
Boom boom boom boom!
In just a few breaths, the crazy artillery fire had already cut through the sky and hit those monks hard.
As a burning smell spread out, the monks who were hit by the blast had no time to scream in agony before they were blown up to the west sky, completely turning into nothingness.
After a round of bombing, of the hundreds of thousands of monks who were chasing Wang Fan, only less than 50,000 remained, suffering heavy casualties.
Wang Fan looked at this scene and breathed a big sigh of relief. At the same time, he couldn't help laughing anymore. He pointed at the nearly 50,000 monks and said angrily,
"You bastards, aren't you very arrogant? Didn't you vow to chase me down? Come on, keep chasing me. I will send you to the West right now."
The grievance and depression in his heart due to being hunted were swept away, replaced by unparalleled joy, "First they fired artillery to bombard me, and then hundreds of thousands of troops chased me."
"Damn, you guys are awesome. Next, I will let you have a taste of artillery fire."
Wang Fan roared and rushed towards the forty or fifty thousand monks from high altitude. At the same time, he continued to send a message to Yu Ba Ye, "Leave me alone and kill them with cannons."
"These are the strongest combat forces of the Hu Ri Empire in this trip. Their strength is above the fifth level of King Realm. As long as we can kill them, the rest will be vulnerable."
Yu Baye didn't waste any words, he decisively ordered again and launched the artillery fire.
After another round of bombing, the 40,000 to 50,000 people were not completely blasted into the western sky, and burned into nothingness.
So far, the Huri Empire's tens of millions of troops have suffered losses of nearly one million.
Those monks whose strength was above the fifth level of King Realm were all killed, leaving only a few.
"You bastard, you bastard, fire at me, kill them, kill them."
In the Huri Empire battleship, the middle-aged soldier looked at this scene and his lungs were about to burst with anger, and he gave the order desperately and frantically.
Hundreds of thousands of monks at the fifth level and above of the King Realm were all killed. This loss was really huge.
These monks were originally used to deal with the powerful men of the Longao Empire, but now they died under artillery fire. How aggrieved is this?
The strong man from Wuhai Sect also had a gloomy look on his face, and his beard stood up in anger.
He also didn't expect that Wang Fan would be so cunning and difficult to deal with, and he didn't even kill him.
Not to mention killing Wang Fan, looking at Wang Fan's lively appearance, he was not injured at all.
Following the middle-aged general's order, the two sides immediately launched a thrilling artillery battle.
Countless artillery fired wildly and exploded wildly, and the scene was filled with smoke and flames.
Under this crazy artillery battle, both sides suffered injuries.
I don't know how long it took, but the artillery fire finally stopped slowly. It was obvious that both sides had exhausted their energy.
The armies of both sides rushed out of the battleships, armed with swords and guns, and started the most primitive battle.
The soldiers of the Huri Empire had already suppressed their anger. As soon as they came out, they launched a fierce attack, and the battle directly entered a fever pitch.
The soldiers of the Longao Empire will naturally not be lenient. For them, this is a battle to protect their homeland and there is no room for failure.
They were all jealous and killed these invading enemies.
The bright red blood dyed half the sky red, and the screams, wails, fighting sounds, and shouts were all connected together, making people tremble.
The blood quickly dyed the earth red, and even the clouds on the horizon seemed to be painted with a faint red color.
The pungent smell of blood spread throughout the entire battlefield, and could not be dispelled no matter how hard it was dispelled.
In a hidden corner, Wang Fan looked at the fighting monks on both sides, and his spiritual power spread out crazily.
He is looking for the enemy general. As long as the enemy general dies, the battle will be half successful.
He had killed several small bosses before, but it had little impact on the entire battle, so he had to kill the opponent's main boss.