Ten minutes ago, his fleet was still lined up in a neat long snake formation on the sea outside Vengeance Port, cruising majestically under the escort of a raging group of gunboats.
Three minutes ago, all the ships in his fleet were on nervous alert, looking at the group of small black dots on the horizon that seemed to be legendary magic fighter jets that seemed to be flying directly over their heads.
However, just as those mysterious fighter planes were approaching their sky, their neat formation suddenly changed.
Part of the plane raised its nose and climbed rapidly to high altitude.
The other part lowered its altitude, and they rushed down diagonally! Suddenly, under their noses and bellies, they fired a continuous barrage of ferocious artillery fire at the fleet on the sea!
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Dull explosions suddenly resounded crazily on every ship in the entire fleet. When the baptism of artillery fire swept across the sea, the seven battleships of the Kingdom seemed to have been flattened! The abruptly protruding gun barrels, towering buildings,
It seemed like most of them had disappeared in an instant! Only the mess and blood on the ground were left, the heat was overflowing, and moans were everywhere!
The protective steel plates of each major turret seemed to be made of paper. They had been torn into several pieces with big holes in them, which were either flying in the air or hanging diagonally on the side of the turret. And the battleship's gun group...
...except for the main gun which remained motionless, some smaller secondary gun barrels were actually flying all over the sky!
Roland even saw a sailor who was running towards the bridge in a hurry being hit by a rapid-fire gun barrel falling from the sky. After the magic armor flashed feebly for a moment, the sailor was turned into a pile of meat.
"Oh God! They are the enemy! Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
Roland screamed.
However, the nightmare has just begun.
…
When another part of the fighter planes that had climbed into small black dots in the sky rushed towards the fleet head-down with a shrill scream, almost at a vertical ninety-degree angle... Roland and his sailors
Everyone was shocked!
What are they... doing? Want to commit suicide?
Following this, each one of them seemed to be about to rush to the sea in the next second, but they proudly soared into the sky in a perfect U-shaped arc. This shattered the dreams of the people of Xilu and brought them... something like hell.
Something like anger——
When a few fighters seemed to be thrown down at the last moment before they pulled up, they were given extremely high speeds, leaving people with no time to react. The small black dots, as fast as a strike from a demonic battle in the sky, crashed into the far right side of the fleet.
On the front deck of the battleship HMS Sea Power...
The violent explosion was like the roar of a thunder god, shaking everyone's eardrums. The nearly ten-meter-high wave of magic energy soared into the sky, and violently swept across almost the first half of the Sea Power. In an instant, the sea was
The first half of Quan's name is already like purgatory on earth!
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This... this is almost equivalent to a full-strength attack from several star-level demons at the same time! The attack speed is almost as fast as that of the sky demons! The movement speed of the attacking fighter is even closer to the sky!
Is this still a magic outfit? Is this really still a magic outfit?
Roland thought in stunned silence.
When the smoke cleared, Roland suddenly discovered that there was a bottomless hole in the armored deck of the Sea Power that could withstand the bombardment of any battleship cannon!
Then, like a drunken duck, the poor Haiquan swayed twice, then started spinning on the spot, and gradually and slowly tilted its head towards the sea...
The surviving sailors on the Sea Power were screaming in terror and jumping into the sea one after another. They were crying frantically. They were floating up and down in the sea, desperately rowing away from the Sea Power area and facing what they saw.
Anyone asking for help.
However, no one had time to pay attention to them. At the same time, another wave of more ferocious and shrill screams fell from the sky again!
…
Roland jumped up suddenly, and he kept jumping over the Eisenhower. He swung his knife and split several strings of bombs that were falling straight towards the Eisenhower at crazy speeds.
He just breathed a sigh of relief, but he heard continuous explosions in the distance around him!
Looking around, accompanied by flying steel fragments and surging waves of magic energy, the kingdom's four battleships without high-level magic war garrison have been severely damaged!
In fact, the battleship Victory seemed to have been hit squarely in the energy reservoir hidden deep in the belly of the ship! In the soaring magic energy flames, the Victory was quickly broken into two pieces in the continuous dull explosions.
The front half plunged into the sea, and the back half...it flew elegantly into the sky, flying more than ten meters high. Amidst the shrill screams, it smashed several gunboats that were scurrying around on the sea.
Shattered to pieces!
As for the only other two battleships left, even if they have earth demons on them, even if they can easily withstand those shells, they can't save the east but cannot save the west. They are crumbling under the continuous black spots of light! There are too many of them!
The huge waves raised by the failed bombs and the cries and moans of the sailors have rippled on every inch of the sea outside Shimonoseki!
Among the seven battleships in the kingdom, only the Eisenhower survived because it had two Sky Demon War chiefs, but it was close to losing its combat effectiveness - its turret was almost destroyed by the first wave of crazy cannon shells.
Most of it!
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"No!!! Who are they! Fight back! Fight back!"
Roland jumped out from the bridge, jumped to a surviving turret, and roared furiously inside.
"Sir, they are too fast, we can't keep up! It's impossible to aim at all! Their protection is also amazing! Our rapid-fire cannon finally hit one by chance, but only wounded it - at least they
A generation ahead of us! No! A hundred generations ahead!”
Several gunners in the turret were already crying.
Roland was stunned.
"how come……"
he murmured.
…
Then, his figure seemed to attract the attention of the fleet of aircraft hovering in the low altitude. Ten seconds later, a series of rapid machine gun shells were like a sweeping whip, suddenly sweeping past Roland.
Roland remained motionless as the magic armor shone, but the sailors beside him and the turret...well, they had no time to say goodbye.
Roland violently wiped a handful of the flesh and blood splattered on his face.
"Damn it, damn it! You will pay the price! You will!"
he shouted frantically.
"Trice, you protect Eisenhower!"
He shouted towards the bridge and jumped out furiously, flying into the sky.
…
Suddenly, the magic armor on his body was bitten by the airborne artillery fire of the fighter planes that had been hovering above the fleet and strafing from the air. The airborne artillery fire of the fighter planes that had been eyeing him for a long time was shining frequently!
How is it possible! The bombs they dropped were close to the level of a star-level full-strength strike, but how could it be possible that even the machine gun shells they fired were almost close to the level of the magic energy sequence emitted by the star-level magic war? The magic they used
Has Jing been compressed ten thousand times?!
Although Roland was still intact, he was already horrified.
He quickly flew high into the sky and spotted a fighter plane hovering in the sky. Under the sudden eruption of materialized magic energy flames, he quickly moved towards it. With a sharp slash of his sword, he advanced towards the fighter plane.
A lightning-fast out-of-body magic energy blade was shot in the direction.
"Death!" he said through gritted teeth.
Before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly widened!
…
A more rapid stream of light passed by easily and freely, arriving first and catching up with his blade. Amid the roaring explosion, it was as if his blade had never existed in this world before.
It has completely disappeared...but the other stream of light that scattered it shot straight into the sky with extra force, and even almost injured an innocent fighter plane that flew by.
The fighter plane that Roland was eyeing flapped its wings and quickly fled to the sky, while a figure that seemed to appear suddenly... floated coldly in the air in front of Roland!
"Hua...Chinese people...the demon war in the sky..."
Looking at the radiant figure that suddenly appeared in front of him, Roland's pupils suddenly shrank! He stammered.
How could it be possible! How could it be possible! How could the Chinese have a demonic war in the sky!
He was already horrified!
…
"I hid under the fighter plane for a long time, thinking that several skyscrapers would come to attack me. I didn't expect that after waiting for a long time, I only waited for a little bastard like you!"
"Just a small demon in the sky dares to fly up to attack my fighter group. Do you think we don't equip the fighter group with high-level power to escort it? Do you think I don't exist? Should I call you arrogant?
Or should I say you are stupid? You are really... ignorant!"
The Chinese in the air across from him snorted with disdain and said coldly.
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure suddenly moved! In the lightning flash, he was like a hurricane, sweeping past Roland!
Then, without looking behind him, he sheathed his sword. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from a fighter plane that was passing by him.
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"My battle fleet! Duke Roland! Oh God! Oh no! No—"
When Sartre saw Roland's figure tumbling straight into the sea under the sword of a figure who suddenly appeared from the fighter plane.
His shrill screams have already sounded in the Maguan Mountains with grief.
"God...if this is a nightmare, please let me wake up quickly..."
He murmured with dull eyes.
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"God bless, ancestors bless, if this is a dream, please let me be immersed in this dream forever..."
However, many Chinese people are also murmuring.
"It's so exciting! No matter where they come from, even if they are enemies, if they attack us again later, we will admit it! Just die behind these Xilu bastards!"
They began to exchange looks and greet each other.
Although the enemy and we were not clear, the crowd did not panic at all. They stood quietly, even motionless. Everyone stared desperately at the smoke-filled sea, watching the gunboats from the West China were destroyed one after another under the fire of the low-altitude fighter planes.
Watching the Western Land battleships go to destruction under the shrill roar from the sky.
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"Look, north!"
A sharp-eyed man suddenly pointed to the north and shouted.
The crowd looked around and saw that just to the north, in the direction from which the planes were coming, on the golden and phosphorous sea, several spiers had suddenly risen as if they were about to pierce the sky!
The spire slowly rises.
Not a few breaths later, when seven huge battleships with a blurry halo all over their bodies, appearing colorful and incomparably magnificent under the sun, jumped out and appeared on the sea at the junction of the sky and the sea...
Everyone has fallen into an extremely sluggish state!
"Is this... a miracle..."
One person swallowed hard and murmured with blurred eyes. (To be continued...)
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