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It's too late.
When the artillery battalion commander said this with a gray face, the commander of the supporting army was even more stunned, but he soon understood what he meant.
His gaze crossed the artillery battalion commander's body that fell to the ground and landed on the Dali Expedition Fleet in the distance at sea.
Then……
There was only a roaring sound, and countless cannonballs were fired from the fleet of the Dali Expeditionary Force.
Yes, although the shape was different, he could confirm at a glance that it was a shell fired from an artillery gun.
And the impact point of those shells is...
"Lie down!"
"hidden!"
He yelled subconsciously, and then he suddenly threw himself on the artillery battalion commander who was slumped on the ground, dragging him and rolling him to the back of a bunker.
The surrounding soldiers heard the commander's order. Although they were confused, their bodies had already subconsciously acted according to the order.
But again, it's too late.
Just when the voice of the commander supporting the army fell, the first batch of artillery shells fired by the Dali Expeditionary Force fleet had already arrived in the sky above them.
After drawing a perfect arc, it landed on the artillery camp with a sharp sound that cut through the air.
In other words, smashing is more appropriate.
An unknown number of artillery pieces fell one after another with an indomitable attitude.
Then there was the continuous sound of bombing.
Compared with this, the movements caused by the innate grand masters and the generals of gods led by Di Xin were completely insignificant.
And this is just the beginning.
Before the bombardment in the artillery camp ended, the expeditionary force's fleet on the sea fired another round of artillery.
After adjusting the angle, it is much easier to launch the artillery.
Just insert the shell, pull the fuse, and repeat.
The second round of artillery shells fell into the artillery camp in the same manner.
Then came the third round of shells.
The fourth round of shells.
Under the continuous bombardment, the commander of the supporting army pinned the artillery battalion commander behind the bunker and covered his ears.
However, this action has no effect.
The first round of bombings caused all the energy and blood in his body to surge violently, causing him to feel dizzy, even tinnitus appeared, and a fishy smell appeared in his mouth.
If he hadn't gritted his teeth, a mouthful of blood might have sprayed on the artillery battalion commander below him.
But even so, amidst such tragic bombings, he still remained conscious.
But it was this clarity that made him keenly aware that starting from the third round of bombing, the number of artillery shells had been reduced by about half.
"Is it because the enemy's artillery shells are not enough?"
As soon as this idea came out, even in this situation, he felt a little absurd.
And then, he thought of the penultimate sentence of the artillery battalion commander just now.
What's that?
By the way, let someone go and notify the fleet hidden in Neiwan Lake to retreat.
In his heart, the same unknown feeling as that of the artillery battalion commander just filled his mind.
But this time, the answer is very obvious.
However, although the number of artillery shells fired into this camp was reduced by about half, the density was still so dense that everyone could not breathe.
From time to time, corpses were blown away, and the artillery that was originally used to bombard the expeditionary fleet was damaged one after another under these rounds of bombings.
Under the suppression of this strong firepower, even if he guessed the answer, he would not be able to convey it.
On the smoke-filled battlefield, his face turned gray little by little.
And as if to confirm his conjecture.
Through the sound of bombing in his ears, he vaguely heard the sound of artillery firing from the expeditionary fleet in the distance, which had once again returned to its original size.
However, only half of the cannonballs that landed on this camp were still there.
As for the other half...
The answer soon came.
In the direction of Neiwan Lake, where the fleet was hidden behind, the same bombing sound as here sounded.
Round after round of cannonballs, after drawing countless graceful arcs, landed on the artillery camp position and the fleet in Neiwan Lake.
He knows it without looking.
Their fleet is finished.
But soon he no longer had the energy to think about the problem.
Relying on his strong personal cultivation, he remained awake during the initial bombing, but no matter how strong his cultivation was, he could not withstand such continuous bombings like a punishment from heaven.
Not to mention, a cannonball landed right near him.
If there wasn't a bunker to block the impact, he might not be sure he could survive.
But even so, he was already shocked to the point of bleeding from all his orifices.
And the situation of the artillery battalion commander who was pinned down by him was not that much better.
Because of the existence of the bunker, the two of them avoided a large number of shocks after the bombing. Their bodies did not appear to be seriously injured on the outside, but their internal organs had already suffered internal injuries from the shock.
But in this case, it would be good if they could survive, and they didn't dare to expect too much.
As for the fleet that was also bombed.
All they could do was pray.
If prayer helps!
…
When the shells fell in Neiwan Lake, Zeng Hongshen had already taken advantage of the enemy's surprise to dive underwater and come ashore from another direction.
Then left the bombing range.
Within a few hundred meters of the signal bomb, there was a bombing range. If he didn't leave quickly, he wouldn't be able to survive even with his level of cultivation.
Accompanied by the continuous sound of bombing behind him, Zeng Hongshen no longer concealed his figure and ran towards the agreed rendezvous point very quickly.
Although he evacuated later, his speed alone was much faster than that of Di Xin and his group.
Therefore, when he arrived at the meeting point, the others had not yet arrived.
To be on the safe side, he immediately hid his figure.
After waiting for a while, the shadowy figure appeared in his sight.
The tall-headed and big-nosed Westerners were significantly different from the Dali people in appearance and in their dressing styles, so Zeng Hongshen recognized them at a glance as the team they were raiding this time.
The person leading the way at the front was none other than His Highness the Crown Prince.
However, when they got closer, Zeng Hongshen discovered why everyone had a very strange expression on their face.
This is true including the two thousand divine soldiers who formed the formation.
The faces of the two concubines who followed His Royal Highness were even redder.
It's like I'm holding back something.
And when they finally arrived, Zeng Hongshen understood the reason for their strange expressions.
His expression also became strange.
At the end of the team, I saw twenty "monks" with no hair or eyebrows.
And on their bodies, they only wore a torn piece of clothing that they didn't know where they came from, covering some private places, while other places were completely exposed to the air.
Even with Zeng Hongshen's determination, he couldn't help but look surprised.