"Give me the order to use armor-piercing bullets instead!"
While staring at the system information, Li Wenhao gave an order loudly. Since the enemy ship's defensive cover had been almost consumed by incendiary bombs, of course he should use armor-piercing bombs to break it open.
Continuing to use incendiary bombs to slowly burn them would take too much time, and his three medium-sized ships would not be able to hold on for long.
"Replace with armor-piercing bullets!"
"Boom!" The river bank artillery camp, together with the naval guns, a total of more than 300 black iron cannons, opened fire wildly.
This time it's not shotguns, but black iron warheads, armor-piercing bullets weighing more than 20 kilograms per round.
The effect of the bombardment was by no means comparable to that of shotguns. With a harsh roar, it hit the East China Sea Fleet in the thick fog.
"Bang bang bang,"
A series of cracking sounds sounded in the thick fog. In the horrified and incomprehensible eyes of the East China Sea Fleet soldiers, the only thin layer of protective cover was like a glass cover that had been hit by a bullet, exploding into fragments all over the sky.
With just one round of shelling, half of the defensive cover of the remaining dozen or so medium-sized warships of the East China Sea Fleet was broken.
For the rest, including the large battleship at the front, the defensive cover was also dim and looked like it was about to be broken at any time.
"Quick, run away, the protective shield is broken!"
"Woo, I don't want to die, turn around now!"
"The formation lines are all burned, hurry up, the warlock casts spells quickly, run for your life!"
Along with the defensive cover, the morale of the East China Sea Fleet was shattered. The soldiers yelled in panic and tried their best to turn around and escape.
At this time, there is no need to pay attention to military orders.
Without the protection of the defensive cover, the battleship was completely like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered within the shooting range of the river bank fort, without the power to fight back.
Fortunately, battleship combat is different from land combat.
The land combat army is mainly composed of ordinary people and warriors, with very few warlocks. They either assist high-level warlocks in casting large-scale spells, or are in the treatment and logistics category.
After all, warlocks require a high level of mental talent, and their number is much smaller than that of warriors. Not to mention that they have to learn a lot of knowledge, and it is difficult to cultivate proper intellectuals.
It is definitely worth much more than those illiterate rough warriors.
But battleships are different. Battleships are expensive to build and are covered with formations, runes, and other high-tech equipment.
Ordinary warriors simply don't understand that warlocks are required to perform daily maintenance and repairs.
Moreover, the battleship is protected by a protective shield, which has a very good protective effect on warlocks with high attack, low defense, and poor endurance.
Therefore, every battleship is equipped with some warlocks.
"Shield!"
"Wind Summoning Technique!"
"Wave Technique!"
At the critical moment of death, the warlocks also tried their best, throwing out spells one by one desperately, and some formed spell shields, which could barely protect a small area.
Some brought strong winds and blew them on the sails.
Some stimulate the water flow and push the warships with only one purpose, to turn around and escape.
"Quick, turn around, the warlock strengthens the shield!" Cang Lu, the deputy commander of the East China Sea Fleet, stood on the big ship and yelled crazily, his face full of fear.
A pair of scarlet eyes stared closely at the protective shield. Behind him, there were more than a dozen warlocks working together with a fifth-level warlock to cast spells and try their best to strengthen the protective shield.
The defensive cover is connected to the battleship's power formation. Once the defensive cover explodes, the entire battleship will lose power.
"It's not that easy to escape!"
On the river bank, Li Wenhao passed the ten-mile sand table and immediately noticed the enemy ship's U-turn.
With an evil smile on his lips, he placed his left hand holding the Four Dragon Seals into the river.
Dao Xuzi and others behind him have been sent to protect the shipyard. Only Huo Ling is left to guard the side, so there is no need to worry about exposing the Four Dragon Seals.
"Come on, my baby, the Wave Technique!"
He did not choose the Water Dragon Technique and Water Vortex, which have powerful attack power, but chose the Giant Wave Technique, which has average lethality but the largest range!
"Whoa," a thick blue light overflowed from the four dragon seals and quickly sank into the depths of the Mo River.
"Boom!"
However, just two or three seconds later, Mohe was awakened like a sleeping giant. It suddenly stretched out its giant claws from the center of the river, set off a huge wave more than thirty meters high, and carried a strong wind, hitting the East China Sea Fleet.
Within a few miles, all shield techniques, wind summoning techniques, and wave techniques were all shattered in the face of such huge waves.
"Bang bang bang,"
Warships of all sizes were lifted up by the huge waves and collided with each other. Together with the large ship in front, the already precarious shield could no longer hold on and was smashed to pieces.
This effect is better than the effect of armor-piercing bullet attack.
"High-level water magician!"
Cang Lu was wet all over, like a drowned rat. He hugged a mast and roared to the sky. His roar was full of despair.
Such a powerful large-scale water spell must be a great water warlock who has mastered the quasi-mysterious level!
The defensive cover is escaped, but you can't escape, just wait for death!
The strong wind brought by the huge waves blew away the thick fog covering the river, and finally we could see it.
"This is the Water Mage!"
Inside the port, Huang Quliang clung to a cable so tightly that his eyes nearly popped out.
What he saw was that in the stormy sea, dozens of warships were rising and falling, pitifully and helplessly colliding together.
The most important thing is that the protective covers of these battleships are gone!
Winning, his small fleet with only three medium-sized ships actually won and killed the East China Sea Fleet, which had twenty medium-sized ships and two large ships!
"Long live the king!"
Huang Quliang raised his arms and shouted, this time shouting long live, sincerely, his whole body was boiling with blood, and a three-headed golden crow with chicken blood appeared on his head!
"Long live!" Tens of thousands of Mohe naval troops followed and shouted.
This shout of long live spread everywhere, including the defenders on the shore.
"Buzz buzz,"
Groups of black crows emerged from the heads of the soldiers, and cheers resounded throughout the world. They won. Under the leadership of the Magical King, they won a battle that was impossible to win due to disparity in strength.
At this moment, they cheered and they were proud!
"We won, we won!" On top of Tianfengguan City, Elena jumped up and down happily.
"How is this possible? We won in a heavy fog?"
Military advisor Fu Baichuan rubbed his eyes vigorously, as if he was in a dream. Although he felt a little embarrassed, he could not hide the smile on his lips.
"This is impossible!"
The flagship of the East China Sea Fleet, because it was at the very rear and also installed an additional set of eighth-level protective formations, became the only warship whose protective shield had not been broken.
Zhu Yingjun grabbed the side of the boat, and as the hull rose and fell, his eyes turned blood red from the blood.
Countless thoughts flashed through my mind, how could he lose?
Not counting small ships, it is equal to twenty-two to three. How can we lose?
Logically speaking, the protective shield should not be broken, right?
Could it be that weird kerosene bomb?
"What are you still doing? Get out quickly!"
Qing Yiyi stopped drinking and didn't care about being decadent. He even used his spiritual power to expel the drunkenness and shouted at the top of his lungs.
He was afraid, it was jealousy, lovelorn, love between children, it turned out to be just hypocrisy.
In front of a small life, everything is worth mentioning.
"Yes, yes, retreat, retreat quickly!" Zhu Yingjun came to his senses and gave the order tremblingly.
Based on his understanding of Li Wenhao, if he is really caught, it will definitely not end well!
"Follow the order!" Cang Tu stood aside with a gloomy face and received the order in a low voice.
If it weren't for these two losers, why would our fleet of 20,000 people be like this?
Especially the big ship with his younger brother Cang Lu in front, whose life and death are unknown.
If the other party hadn't been accompanied by two seventh-level men, he would have wanted to lead his men in rebellion now.