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Chapter 371 Destruction(1/3)

 In the bottom cabin of the Golden Griffin, the black gun barrel spit out flames, and the shells flew towards the Zheng He like meteors.

At this distance, there is almost no need to aim because the target is too big.

Under the fierce bombardment, holes were smashed out of the side of the Zheng He ship.

Yes, a cannonball made a dent!

That's all...

Zhu Qizhen is very angry!

Why?

My ship is worth thirty million taels of silver.

Do you deserve to be smashed?

"Turn right!"

"Lower the sails!"

"The artillery camp is ready!"

As a series of orders were passed on, everyone was acting nervously and orderly.

The Zheng He finally opened its fangs, and the two floors of gun ports in the bottom tank were opened. Countless gun barrels protruded from the ship's hull, like a giant beast from the deep sea. The oncoming pressure was almost suffocating.

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Charlemagne couldn't help but swallowed, and felt his head was buzzing.

How to fight this...?

It was like a seven or eight-year-old naughty boy, holding a stick in his hand, and then a two-meter strong man wearing armor and holding a machete came across from him, and he was even beaten!

The armored ships of the Ming Dynasty turned out to be like this!

When Prussia got the blueprints of the ironclads, it caused an uproar.

The Eastern Romans believed that their navigation technology far surpassed that of the Ming Dynasty. Faced with such incredible technology, they did not believe that it could really be realized.

Some nobles even used this to attack Prussia, thinking that he was a clownish clown.

Today, Charlemagne finally realizes that... the clown is actually himself!

What to do?

He smiled bitterly, but he knew very well that he had no choice now but to fight.

If you don’t fight, you will die.

At least you can struggle to the death...

"Soldiers of the Holy Empire of Eastern Rome!"

Charlemagne forced himself to calm down and shouted loudly: "The Almighty God has chosen us. Here today, let us fight for the glory of the Holy Empire of Eastern Rome. Take up your weapons and fight against the devils from the east!"



Boom!

Boom!

Before Charlemagne's pre-war mobilization was over, he heard fierce artillery fire from the front.

He raised his eyes and saw the flames emitting from the black muzzles of the ship on the opposite side.

Countless cannonballs roared in, like stars falling!

Boom!

The first cannonball hit accurately and exploded, splinters of wood flew across the bow, and screams continued.

This is not a solid iron lump, but a blooming bullet that has been continuously improved by the Academy of Sciences and Wang Gong Factory.

Boom!

Boom!

As shells continued to hit, the Golden Griffin immediately became riddled with holes and flames shot into the sky.

The soldiers on the ship have long lost their fighting spirit. They want to escape, but where can they escape on the ship...

As soon as the sea breeze blew, the fire swept across the entire ship in an instant. Then, the ship began to tilt and slowly sank into the cold water.

Boom!

Boom!

The first round of attacks has just ended, and the second round has begun.

Huge explosions sounded one after another, and in the splendid flames, the Golden Griffin instantly turned into ashes and disappeared completely from this world.

The soldiers on other ships were frightened.

They are the navy, the best at naval battles, comparing tactics, positioning, ship performance, sailor skills, and artillery power... However, in front of this huge ironclad ship, everything is in vain.

In the face of absolute strength, all techniques and tactics are meaningless.

Boom!

Boom!

On the side of the Zheng He, the black holes of the guns kept spitting out tongues of fire. For a moment, the sea was filled with flames, and the warships of the Eastern Roman Empire disappeared one by one.

The current situation of the battle can no longer be described in terms of victory or defeat.

But...crush!

Those ships, which were fine one second, suddenly disappeared.

Even when they were preparing for the ambush, they were still imagining that after defeating the Ming army's ships, they would see those Easterners jumping into the sea for help.

Now, there are indeed many people struggling in the sea...

Woo——

The huge steam engine made a low roar, and black smoke continued to come out of the chimney. The ironclad ship began to accelerate and rushed towards the Eastern Roman fleet. The gun muzzles on the ship's side continued to spit out tongues of flame. With such a devastating effect, one ship killed a fleet.

The Eastern Roman fleet had no power to fight back. Even if a few artillery responded, it would only make a few dents in the steel hull.

Woo——woo——

The roar became more and more rapid, and the armored ship began to accelerate, rushing directly towards the densest place of the Eastern Roman fleet.

The huge hull even created a whirlpool, leaving the opponent's ship with nowhere to escape.

Boom!

The Eastern Romans on board watched helplessly as the huge steel battleship crashed into them, smashing a medium-sized battleship into pieces like cutting into tofu.

Countless people fell into the sea wailing, and even more people didn't even have a chance to wailing...

The battle has reached this stage and has become a one-sided massacre.

The ironclad ships ran rampant and were simply unscrupulous.

Yes, unscrupulous, because people really have nothing to be afraid of.

Compared to what, artillery?

If you hit it, there will be a dent.

If someone hits you with a cannon, your ship will be gone!

Than armor?

Then there is no need to compare...

What else can we compare to, other than boating skills?

In the face of absolute strength, so-called technology is so ridiculous...

All-round crushing, yes, unscrupulous!

The sea has become a hell on earth. Wherever the ironclad ship passes, it brings only destruction.

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The battle was over, and the Eastern Roman fleet was completely wiped out.

The Ming army began to clean up the battlefield. Jin Ying smiled happily and trotted forward to report the battle situation.

"Your Majesty, we have wiped out more than 3,000 enemies in this battle and captured 42 people."

Zhu Qizhen was not satisfied with the result and asked: "Why are there still prisoners?"

"Back to the emperor, all the enemy troops on the ship have been wiped out. As for the forty-two prisoners, they were captured by General Zhang."

"Zhang Mao?"

Zhu Qizhen hurriedly asked: "Where is the person? Let him come to see me quickly!"
To be continued...
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