"Alert! Enemy attack! Alert! Enemy attack! "On a huge, blackened demon battleship, a rough shout after another interrupted everyone's dreams.

At this time, it was just dawn, and many demons were still in their sleep when they were awakened by this roar.

An ugly-looking demon jerked himself from his hammock, jumped to the ground, and began to run towards the deck.

The armor on his body never took off, and the heavy breastplate hit the shoulder armor with a rattling sound.

In the narrow corridor of the cabin, there were some panicked demon soldiers everywhere, and these demon soldiers wanted to gather on the deck, but because of the order, they couldn't move for a while.

Then, in the next second, they felt a violent and short vibration on the deck under their feet, and then these demons who were crowded in the cabin saw the corridor in the distance, engulfed by surging flames.

"Ahh Before they could let out a miserable scream, the demon soldiers who were crowded together were burned by the explosion. A violent explosion spread from the magic power chamber to all corners of the ship, eventually disintegrating the ship into pieces.

This nearly 270-meter-long demonic giant ship was sunk without even holding on for a few minutes.

"That's a human warship! Battleship of Humanity! On another demon battleship, the demon soldier in charge of guarding pointed to the horizon in the distance and shouted loudly.

In the direction he pointed, on the horizon, there were some small black dots, which were getting closer and closer in the direction where the demon fleet was.

And more and more small black dots, representing death, also made countless demon soldiers feel uneasy like never before.

A few minutes later, the small black dots, which represented the enemy, lit up again. All demons knew that this meant that the opposing battleship had once again fired a terrible salvo.

"How could the other side's shelling be so accurate? In the battle of Pilippi Island, we came up with the data that the opponent attacked ten times, and probably only hit one or two times! On the core command battleship, a demonic officer frowned and questioned.

However, as he questioned, another round of shells fell on the face of the demon fleet. This time, the opponent's artillery attack seemed to be a little more accurate, sinking two demon warships at once.

Huge cannonballs fell from the sky, with an indomitable momentum, directly penetrating the magic defense barrier raised by the demon battleship, and then slammed into the demon battleship, even smashing the demon battleship into two.

Immediately afterward, a huge explosion completely destroyed these battleships, and then the detonated magic power device would be detonated, making it even worse, and instantly making a magnificent demon warship disappear.

"That's not right! And there's no black smoke like the one described in the logs! This is not Iran Hill's fleet? The demon officer in charge of commanding the demon fleet wondered.

"It should be Iran Hill's fleet! If it weren't for their fleet, such a powerful fleet would not have appeared here! Beside him, an adjutant-like officer spoke.

"How's that going...... Not quite as described in the war report? The demon commander, who was standing on the deck, leaning on the side of the ship and looking at the enemy fleet lined up in the distance, asked rhetorically with an ugly face.

"Perhaps...... It's technological progress, right? The demon lieutenant thought for a moment and gave him a speculative answer.

Of course he didn't know that this was the real answer. Iran Hill's fleet has indeed progressed, and it has not improved a little bit!

On the other side, in Irlanhill's main fleet, on the bridge of the flagship Dreadnought, Rownes, commander-in-chief of the Naval Fleet of Ellenshill, grinned.

More than an hour ago, his carrier-based AWACS aircraft had detected the location of the enemy fleet and had been following this demonic fleet ever since.

By sunrise, visibility was a little higher, and the battleships of Ellan Hill attacked.

Instead of using carrier-based aircraft, Lawrence took the initiative to choose a more primitive method to attack his opponent - he liked to see his opponent fall before his eyes, which was a very refreshing enjoyment.

This time, the demon fleet also didn't have flying weapons such as floating castles to cover, so Ellan Hill's fleet didn't have to worry too much about air supremacy, so Lawrence managed to override the crowd and let himself indulge once.

And that's why, just after the dawn of the day, Ellan Hill's fleet had already appeared on the side of the demon fleet and took the initiative to attack.

"Keep the Hero firing! Let's get ready, lock on to the target and launch Tomahawk cruise missiles! He lowered his binoculars, smiled confidently, and commanded.

"Commander! Don't continue shelling your opponents? The adjutant, who was standing behind him with his hands behind his back and his chin held high, asked.

"No! I just want to test how powerful the 406 mm caliber gun is! Now that it looks incredibly powerful, there's no need to continue testing! Lawrence waved his hand and made a business-like appearance.

Everyone couldn't help but snicker, because everyone knew that General Lawnes, within the navy, was a deep-rooted naval artillery faction.

It is precisely because of his support that the development of battleships in the Navy has been achieved, and it is precisely because of his persistence that the Navy has never given up the ideal of large ships and huge guns.

A few minutes later, the first Tomahawk cruise missile, dragging a long white smoke, rushed towards the demon fleet in this way.

Immediately after that, a second cruise missile was launched, and then a third. After firing out four cruise missiles in one go, the battleship Dreadnought stopped firing.

The demon fleet on the opposite side had completely fallen into chaos at this time.

The battleship Hero had already fired its third salvo, thanks to the advanced fire control radar and helicopters on the side to provide calibration, and the three salvos fired 27 shells in one go, sinking 7 battleships of the Demon Fleet.

It seems that the hit rate is not high, but the previous 10 salvos, two or three hits, but it is just the probability of hitting a battleship!

And now, the new battleships, after a series of modernization and upgrading, have to sink demon battleships with every salvo, and sometimes even sink two or three, which makes the demon troops a little unbearable.

If this continues, most of them will be sunk quickly, and the remaining battleships will have nowhere to escape.

Because the demons who got the battle report of the battle of Pilippi Island know that Iran Hill's battleship is notoriously fast, much faster than the demon warship.

Therefore, when encountering a human fleet, turning around and running away is the most idiotic choice, which will only allow the human fleet to play to its advantages and destroy the entire army one by one.

"Reverse course! Close the distance! Prepare the magic cannon! The demon commander, who was familiar with naval warfare, ordered.

At this moment, he can only bite the bullet and try to close the distance between the two sides and win the opportunity to fire back.

In fact, he also knew in his heart that this kind of little trick, as long as the commander of the other party was a little more sensible, he would not be fooled.

Sure enough, the warships of the Elan Hill fleet began to turn, and then took advantage of the extremely high speed to maintain a reasonable distance from the demon fleet.

At this distance, most of the Demon Fleet's magic cannons can't fire and attack, but Iran Hill's artillery can use the range advantage to hit the Demon Fleet to the maximum.

"Damn, how is this battle going to be fought?" Seeing the dragon-like Iran Hill fleet pull away and continue the bombardment calmly, the demon officer complained in annoyance.

But soon he didn't need to complain, because a cannonball hit the demon ship he was on, and the battleship exploded into a brilliant firework like other demon ships that were hit.

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A day later, in the demon floating city of Vatir Sana, the demon prince Saluks clumped a piece of parchment and threw it at his feet.

This is a manuscript of a report from the forces of Paston Harbor, which contains the contents of the loss of contact with the Demon Fleet.

To the annoyance of Prince Saluks, this was not the first fleet to lose contact.

There is a steady stream of demon fleets heading south, but in the last two days, no demon fleet has arrived in Paston.

This is equivalent to saying that at least five demon fleets were intercepted by Ellan Hill's fleet on their way south.

With an almost 100% probability of interception, this is equivalent to cutting off the replenishment route of the demon forces.

Salukus knew that there were more and more human warships that could sail underwater. Add to that the damned surface warships, and the demon's superiority at sea has been completely shaken.

Originally, he also planned to use the sea supremacy to continue to fight the human fleet in the waters near Pilipi Island, and constantly consume the living force of the human navy.

But now, he tried his best to avoid the battle, but he was still chased and beaten by those damn humans, behind his ass!

He really wanted to slap the table hard, smash it to pieces, and curse loudly: "Iran Hill, you wait for me!" ”

But because it was useless to do so, he still didn't vent much - after all, it seems that Iran Hill is more powerful now, and no matter how much he shouts slogans, defeating Iran Hill is not an easy long-term goal to achieve.

"Hatch more demon dogs! If they don't have anything to eat, go to the people of the Bameihir Empire! "Saruks has been feeling like he's giving similar orders more and more often.

So he is no longer thunderous, but his face is still cold - he is already angry, and now all that is left is poor and secretly annoyed.