Hearing the captain's order, the gunners on both sides of the cabin who had been preparing for a long time did not hesitate at all, and immediately brought the hot iron tongs close to the line of fire, and with a "snort" sound, the surrounding gunners also quickly retreated, covering their ears at the same time, their eyes were also blazing towards the iron pipe that began to vibrate. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Boom-"

The cold iron pipe, which was originally pitch black, was suddenly engulfed by the blazing light and the raging flames.

With the burning of that little spark in the darkness, the bloody devil also ruthlessly unveiled its original hideous face.

The terrifying power continued to accumulate and condense in the small space of the medicine room, and then burst out inexorably.

A thunderous roar tore through the originally gloomy sky, and the majestic light from heaven also came suddenly from this vast sky.

An iron ball the size of an adult's palm, because of the huge force brought about by the expansion and explosion of gunpowder, the distance of time and space seemed to be endlessly shortened at this moment, and the distance of hundreds of meters was easily crossed in just a breath of time.

The high-speed spinning iron ball was like a sharp blade mercilessly tearing through space, and in that piercing scream, the scythe of death had been gently pressed against the necks of those ignorant Naga.

And on the deck, a Naga with all kinds of weapons, at this time was still full of smiles staring at the undulating sails on the sea, although the war had not yet begun, but in their opinion, the ending seemed to be predestined in advance, as everyone knows, the overture to their defeat has already sounded.

"Boom!"

"Boom, boom, boom—"

The sudden loud roar made the faces of all the Naga on several ships change suddenly, but by the time they reacted, it was already too late.

The black iron balls falling from the sky were like iron fists mercilessly smashed by giants, and all defenses were so pale and ridiculous in the roar of this black phantom.

Whether it's a sturdy deck, or a cabin specially reinforced to defend against heavy crossbows or falling rocks, the sheer force of this solid iron ball is so vulnerable.

The solid iron balls that rotated at high speed were like dead soldiers rushing into the enemy's ranks, mercilessly piercing and tearing through everything in front of them before the last shred of strength was completely gone, whether it was the thick planks of the battleship or the flesh that was mercilessly crushed by the massive impact.

None of them can stop their progress.

The tumbling waves of air began to spread in all directions as the iron ball fell, and along with the flying debris of the planks, the severed limbs of a Naga were scattered on the ruined deck along with the splatters of scarlet blood.

Exclamations, shouts, and wails, as the iron balls fell, were like a calm lake hit by stones, bringing up a circle of ripples rippling in all directions.

Everything in front of him changed too fast and too fast, and Naga, who had always thought that he had won the battle, was completely blinded by the cannonballs that fell from the sky in an instant.

Just as Chopin's soldiers were shocked and frightened when they first saw those esoteric magic, these Naga, who had never seen the power of artillery, were all in a great panic at this time.

Of the six artillery salvos in the first round, only two shells happened to land on the deck, and most of the rest fell on the hull.

However, the huge momentum brought by the artillery was amazing, and those Naga, who were completely unaffected, all fell into deep fear and anxiety at this time, and what they were thinking about at this time was not how to fight the enemy, but how to ensure their own safety.

The helmsman on the five Naga warships that were originally close to each other were all panicked for a while because of the huge destructive power brought by the iron balls, and desperately turned the rudder to dodge.

However, in such a panicked situation, instead of scattering at the first time, several warships collided with each other.

As the smoke of gunfire spread, the brig had already turned its hull, and then another round of relentless artillery fire crushed it.

In the continuous sound of artillery fire, all the nagas forgot about resisting and counterattacking for a while, and just desperately tried to find cover, but under the impact of the roaring death, no place above the cabin could guarantee absolute safety.

The clouds of death loomed over all Naga, and chagrin and remorse kept intertwining in their minds, and these Naga thought that this was a merciless killing journey, but they did not expect to send themselves to a dead end.

Chopin never expected that these Naga, who were known for their viciousness and ruthlessness, would become like sheep waiting to be slaughtered under the thunderous roar, just hiding in a panic, not knowing how to fight back.

A salvo of six guns could not suppress the fire of the five battleships in front of him at all, and the casualties caused to the hundreds of naga on the deck were extremely limited, if the opponent used the ballista or trebuchet on the battleship to counterattack at this time, he was afraid that the brig under Chopin would retreat strategically, and then use the advantage of the range of the artillery to continuously wear down the opponent's vital force.

However, how did Chopin know that after experiencing the bloody battle with the elves, most of the truly brave and fearless Naga warriors had been spilled in the endless sea of blood at this time, and as for the remaining Naga warriors, most of them were just a group of sheep in wolf clothing, and they might defeat the enemy with their fierce appearance in the face of the same weak enemy, but in the face of the invincible lions of the French Empire, where did they have the heart to resist.

Sansa's face was gloomy as she stared at the enemy ship above the sea, and her face couldn't help but feel frustrated.

She never imagined that the other party would have such a powerful long-range attack weapon, even if it was the carefully improved ballista and trebuchet in the Naga clan, the power was far from it.

If the Naga can master this weapon, even in the face of those extremely powerful elves, they may not be unable to compete with them.

As soon as this thought flashed in her mind, the blood-colored image of the past resurfaced in her mind, countless elves were holding magic staffs, or holding daggers, or hanging longbows on their shoulders, but no matter which elve, they were all as proud as emperors, and their eyes around were unmatchable.

And around those arrogant elves, countless corpses fell to the ground horizontally, almost as far as the eye could see, and the scarlet blood stained the entire earth, as if even the scorching sun at the end of the sky was stained red by this endless blood.

ps: Thanks to the "Feng guy" for the 100 coins, thanks to the "Rym" for the 100 coins.