Chapter 1006： 舰 临 Castle

The terrible explosion passed, and everything seemed to be calm again. Just when all the demons thought this nightmare was over, another same cannonball fell on the demon guard's position.

When facing **** for the first time, people are desperate. When facing **** for the second time, even despair may have become an extravagant hope.

The terrible explosion once again swallowed everything in the crater, because the impact of the shells was very close, so this new crater squeezed the other crater into a crescent shape.

The earth trembled in the explosion, and the bodies of many demons were instantly buried by falling gravel and rubble.

It's as if the whole world is shaking, and even standing up takes a lot of effort. The demon soldiers who survived by chance, those who lost their helmets and abandon their armor, wandered around the completely scrapped position, and could not hear the voices of others, staggering forward like a lonely ghost.

At a distance of less than five thousand kilometers from here, on the calm sea, a huge fleet is moving forward.

The warships spliced ​​by heavy steel plates were uniformly painted gray, and the white hull numbers were spotlessly clean. At first glance, they knew that they had been painted recently.

On the other side of the fleet, on the distant coastline, there are huge chimneys billowing with black smoke everywhere. This is an important production base of the Devil and one of the largest industrial cities in the southern region.

Originally, most of the demons in the southern region followed Alicia, preferring to live a good life and surrender to the Ailan Hill Empire.

It's just that the demons here are a different kind. They don't want to surrender to Ailan Hill. They still worship the source of magic and regard that magical energy as their belief.

Ever since, Admiral Lawnes led the main fleet of the Ailan Hill Empire Navy to the south, and was ordered to destroy the faith of the devil in this city, or destroy the opponent's flesh!

"Om..." Accompanied by mechanical friction and the sound of motors working, on the deck of a battleship more than 250 meters long, the No. A turret began to rotate slowly.

Then, behind this turret, the No. B turret also began to rotate. The two 500 mm caliber cannons on the turret have been pointed at distant land.

At the same time, behind the battleship, the X turret and the Y turret were also turning, pointing the artillery in the direction of the coastline.

Behind this warship, another warship of the same level has also aimed all eight cannons at the front and rear at the enemy in the distance.

Behind it is the third battleship of the same level, and the large-caliber artillery on the battleship has also pointed to the same place.

Protecting the other artillery cruisers around the battleship, those large and small artillery have also raised their barrels.

"Boom!" On the first battleship, the two artillery on the A turret roared, and then the artillery on the B turret burst out.

Then there is the artillery on the Y turret, and then the artillery on the X turret. In short, the first round of the volley of the Allanhill Empire fleet began on this morning.

The 500 mm caliber guns fired first, and the artillery of other calibers also began to pour their shells.

The raindrops fell on the city that was bombed just a few days ago. The port in the Devil City and the pier inside the port were enveloped by an explosion in less than a second.

It was a real rain of steel, big and small shells, all of a sudden broke the tranquility of the entire city, and this city, which was bombed by a human bomber a few days ago, once again fell into a sea of ​​flames.

Who would have thought that these small workshops of the devil could easily resume production after the bombing, and even the production capacity would be slightly increased...

It's a pity that this time, the fleet of the Ailan Hill Empire came, and the ammunition carried by these warships was much more than that carried by the bomber group.

A cannonball knocked down a slender masonry chimney obliquely, causing the chimney to break and hit the building next to it.

Some places in the city began to light up magical defense barriers, but these magical defense barriers did not seem to play any defensive role.

Just as the shells flew around, a demon blacksmith hung the last piece of armor in his hand on the wall.

This is his job. He will provide armor to the soldiers on the front line and repair their old armor.

He looked at the black smoke that exploded in the distance, mixed with the black smoke from the chimneys, and sat back in front of his stove.

When he fought the hammer at his feet again and was about to build a new pair of armor, the sound of tearing the air was getting closer and closer to the blacksmith's workshop where he was.

Before he could make any prone action, a 127mm naval gun shell smashed the roof of this blacksmith's workshop.

Broken tiles, dirt and sawdust fell one after another, and the whole room was filled with a mist of dust.

"..." The demon blacksmith held the hammer in his hand and stared at the cannonball that was only two steps away from him. His face turned pale with fright.

At this moment, he couldn't even stand up and escape, because his legs had been frightened, and he couldn't even stand up.

What made him feel relieved was that the shell did not explode, which was the only reason he could survive until now.

He swallowed a spit, and finally accumulated some strength, slowly got up from his position, and walked towards the gate more slowly.

The moment he opened the door of the room, another shell fell at the door. Almost wiped the toes of the poor demon blacksmith and plunged into the dirt at the door.

Before the demon could react, the falling cannonball exploded, and countless shrapnel shredded the body of the demon blacksmith.

The shell in the room may be detonated by the shock, or it may be that the delay fuse came to an end and eventually exploded.

Two explosions one after another completely engulfed this small blacksmith shop. And in this city, there are many more similar things that happened at the same time.

The shelling of battleships on the sea did not stop, and Lawnes even deliberately let the navy use artillery shells to solve the problem because cruise missiles are more expensive.

Those stockpiled, countless, cheap, and powerful shells played a demonic soul-suppressing song.

The echoes of the shells falling and exploding in the city formed wonderful music, inspiring every Alanhill naval officer and soldier who was fighting.