"Why did the Langya Army shoot so many kerosene bombs?"
There was a white fog on the formation screen inside the flagship. Zhu Yingjun simply ran to the deck and looked through the monocular telescope.
He didn't dare to fly into the air. It was common sense not to fly into the sky easily on the battlefield.
Once you are killed by the enemy's concentrated fire, wouldn't you die unjustly?
"Boom!"
The East China Sea Fleet had a large number of ships and entered the white fog area despite the artillery fire.
This was still in the forward state, and only the two or three cannons on the bow could be fired, which still formed a large firepower network.
Three of the ten small battleships of the Mo River Fleet responsible for the cover were blown up, and the towed hulks were also hit and burned one after another, emitting large plumes of black smoke.
"Very good. Without the Mo River Fleet, I wonder what Li Wenhao will do to cross the river!" On the flagship deck of the East China Sea Fleet, Zhu Yingjun put down his monocular with a smile.
Seeing the thick smoke and hearing the explosion, he thought they had hit three medium-sized warships of the Mo River Fleet, and he was reassured.
What's strange is that there was a lot of smoke, from two or three strands at the beginning, it quickly turned into more than a dozen strands.
"Is it possible that Li Wenhao was so angry that he even sent small warships?"
Zhu Yingjun touched his chin and felt that his guess was correct.
It’s not easy, I finally won a game today!
Even watching Qing Yi first class is a lot more pleasing to the eye.
"First class, your method is better. I'll treat you tonight!" Zhu Yingjun said with a smile.
"No problem!" Qing Yiyi smiled and raised his glass, but there was no smile in his eyes.
Langya Xiaoxiao drove him off the ship and went to the ancient battlefield, not wanting him to be an eyesore.
The more he thought about it, the more resentful he became. He pointed forward and shouted: "Charge, charge up, kill all these natives, and bomb their shipyard!"
"Okay, bomb their shipyard!" Zhu Yingjun was high-spirited and ordered loudly: "Give me the order, get closer and bombard the shipyard!"
"Your Highness!" After this order was issued, Cang Tu almost went berserk and strode onto the deck: "We can't get any closer. Once the spiritual shield is broken, the fleet in front will not be able to retreat even if they want to!"
"What are you afraid of? As long as you can destroy the enemy's fleet and shipyard, even if you lose some warships, it's worth it!" Zhu Yingjun refused with a cold face.
He thought well. If he really destroyed the Mohe Fleet and the Mohe Shipyard in one go, Li Wenhao would really have no ships available for a period of time!
Ordinary small shipyards cannot build battleships!
"Your Highness has an order, all come forward!"
As the order was conveyed, the two queues at the front and rear of the East China Sea Fleet pressed forward together, and with rumbling artillery fire, they gradually approached the dock and shipyard.
"These bastards are dying!"
Huang Quliang finally withdrew to the port with three medium-sized warships. Who could have imagined that the enemy would be so crazy and pursue them despite the bombardment of the river bank forts.
Behind him is the shipyard. If there is no fire spirit watching on the ship, he still has hope of escaping. Now, there is no way to evacuate, so he can only bite the bullet!
"Everyone listens to the order, the bows of the ship line up facing south, and fight the enemy!"
"Fight!" Tens of thousands of Mohe Fleet officers were also angered and roared angrily.
"Boom!"
Above the river, white mist, smoke from cannonballs, and billowing black smoke from burning ship hulls were mixed together.
It was like a thick layer of dark clouds had covered the place, completely disappearing from sight.
The fleets on both sides, one side charging headlong and the other side desperately defending, all fired blindly based on their feelings.
Now it remains to be seen whether the protective shield of the East China Sea Fleet will be broken first, or whether the Mohe Fleet and the Mohe Shipyard will be destroyed first.
In this regard, Zhu Yingjun is full of confidence, especially in his two large battleships!
It's just that I can't understand it. Langya's river bank fort seems to have a clairvoyant eye. No matter how his fleet moves, there are always burning kerosene bombs falling overhead.
The exploded protective shield shook violently, igniting a large fire, rapidly consuming energy.
"What the hell, can Langya Army see through the smoke?" Zhu Yingjun cursed angrily, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.
This is a large ship, and it is always guarded at the rear. It has lost a quarter of its energy. What about the warships in front that are always under fire?
Unfortunately, at this time, the fleet was all stuck in thick fog and could not see the situation ahead at all.
Unless the whole army retreats after blowing the whistle, they can only continue taking risks!
"Damn it, the worst we can do is lose some battleships, let's fight!" Zhu Yingjun struggled for a long time, gritted his teeth, and punched the side of the ship.
"Zhu Yingjun, you just can't change your habit of worrying about gains and losses!"
Qing Yiyi was still drinking, shouting incoherently: "We fought the Minotaurs at the first scene, and that time not only hundreds of thousands, but millions of people died.
Don’t be afraid, charge forward, no matter how many battleships you lose, I will let the shipyard build them for you!”
Zhu Yingjun turned his head and glanced. He suddenly felt that he had lost his head after listening to this drunkard's words.
"Boom, boom,"
The battle continued, and most of the abandoned merchant ships used as targets had been bombed and sunk. Only three or four ships were still floating on the river, emitting thick smoke.
All ten small warships of the East China Sea Fleet were blown up, and the remaining medium-sized warships also had weak spiritual protection shields and looked crumbling.
Similarly, the Mohe Fleet also suffered heavy losses. Half of the dock was destroyed by the explosion, as well as some buildings and docked merchant ships.
Seven of the small battleships were sunk, and the remaining ten took refuge in the rear.
Only three medium-sized warships were still hiding in the port and holding on.
Unfortunately, because of the thick fog, only a small part of it can be seen.
"Your Highness, how did you locate the enemy ship?"
On the river bank, Dao Xuzi looked at Li Wenhao very curiously, and kept ordering the sentries to pass the bombing coordinates with flags.
The sound and light of the cannonball falling into the water were different from those of hitting the shield, so he naturally knew that these coordinates were correct.
"I guessed it!" Li Wenhao replied casually, holding a small four-color seal as big as a fist in his hand and staring at the ten-mile sand table in front of him.
The Four Dragon Seal has been stored in Moyang City for three days. It has evolved and returned to its original size. It was just delivered by Zhebie himself.
The Four Dragon Seal at this time has moderate colors of gold, green, blue, and yellow. It is simple and unpretentious, without any light leaking out.
But when he took the heavy thing in his hand, which weighed a hundred kilograms, he could feel that this thing was different. It was more than ten times more powerful than the original Earth Dragon Seal.
"Ding, congratulations to the host, you destroyed an enemy medium-sized warship and obtained a blueprint of the Sea Shark-class medium-sized warship!"
"Ding, friendly reminder, after getting ten blueprints, you can combine them into a battleship of the same level!"
"Hey, the enemy ship's defense shield was broken?"
The system suddenly sounded a prompt, and although it was just a drawing, Li Wenhao was still pleasantly surprised and smiled.
Although Shilishapan can see the movement of the opponent's warships, it cannot see whether the protective shield is broken.
Now that the battleship has been exploded, it must have broken the protective shield!