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But then, the crossbow arrows fired by the orcs, like a woman's fist with all her might, seemed fierce, but in fact they were weak and powerless!

With a burst of "whooshing" sounds, all the crossbow arrows shot by the orcs actually fell into the surrounding waters, and these crossbow arrows did not even reach the side of the warship in front, only occasionally one or two more powerful crossbow arrows brushed against the warship.

"Hahaha!"

The inexperienced shooting of the orcs made the sailors stunned for a moment, and then laughed out loud, as if they were congratulating themselves on their good fortune, and as if they were laughing at the incompetence of the orcs.

The human sailors laughed so much that the orcs were so angry that they roared and slapped their solid chests, as if they wanted to devour the human sailors who laughed at them, but in fact they were helpless.

On the other side of the battlefield, Demps, who was watching through a telescope, also broke out in a cold sweat, and when the sound of the soldiers laughing over the 'whirring' of the sea breeze reached his ears, he said to the sailors next to him: "Kelly should be grateful to his opponents, if they weren't too idiotic, his shock team would have suffered most of the casualties by now!"

Colonel Demps was right, and Lieutenant Colonel Kelly really should be thankful for the lack of experience of naval combat in his opponents.

So, instead of laughing at his opponent like the soldiers, the lieutenant colonel was just rejoicing in his good fortune.

The captains of the shock team didn't laugh either, because they didn't have time to enjoy the process.

In a short time, the captains' orders were once again conveyed to the ballista squads on their respective ships, and all the bed crossbows were reloaded with a 'creaking' chord.

"Shoot!"

"Shoot!"

"What to aim, shoot at Lao Tzu, is it not accurate to shoot such a big target?"

All sorts of orders were shouted out loud from the mouths of different captains.

"Buzz!"

After receiving the order of their own captain, the sailors of the ballista team quickly pressed the trigger of the bed crossbow, regardless of whether they aimed or not, as long as it was not aimed at their own people.

At this time, all the orc warships were already within the range of the shock team, and they were very close.

Another row of arm-thick crossbow arrows, barely arcing, headed straight for the enemy ships, as neat as a row of trained flying fish, piercing through any wave that dared to stop them!

At the same time, the sailors of the shock team let out a strange cry, their eyes were fixed on the direction of the crossbow arrows, and their faces were full of excitement, they were very anticipating what was about to happen.

"Poof!

In the blink of an eye, the continuous sound of hits reached the ears of the soldiers of the two armies, and even several crossbow arrows directly hit the side side of the orc warships in the front row, and from a distance, it looked like rows of sawdust like flowers flying on the sea level.

The sailors, pleased with the results achieved by their ship's ballista squad, began to laugh at the orcs again.

The two fleets were getting closer and closer, and the soldiers on both sides could even see the expressions on each other's faces at this time.

The sailors of Seka City stopped laughing under the reprimand of the commander, and the ballista team, led by the team leader, recalculated the angle of the next shot and adjusted the direction of the bed crossbow.

The orcs clearly felt the power of the crossbow arrows, and they desperately adjusted the bed crossbows on their ships, but the rocking hull of the ship irritated the most experienced ballistae on land, and they could not seize the best moment to pull the trigger.

When the shrill "creaking" sound of the Seka City Shock Squad ship was heard again, even the most resolute orc warrior flashed a trace of nervousness on his face, which was the most instinctive reaction to danger.

The orc warriors began to pray to their god of war, Ge Gu, but the god of war did not answer their prayers, and the second round of crossbow arrows broke the waves again.

This time the distance was closer, and with the current fast sailing speed, when the crossbow bolts shot straight at the oncoming orc warships, the huge impact immediately made the five orc warships completely incapacitated in the next battle.

The orcs were obviously inexperienced in naval warfare, and their commanders did not pay much attention to the goblin deputies equipped on the ship, and even their superiors asked them to obey the orders of the goblin commander in naval warfare, but they were all forgotten.

The traditional orc warriors were furious when faced with such a situation, and they shouted for the ship's laborers to row harder, and they wanted to board the ship for hand-to-hand combat.

"The human soldiers are within range of the archers, let the archers and slingers fight back!" a goblin roared in his shrill voice from the ship.

The orc commander naturally saw it clearly, and he immediately ordered the archers to start attacking.

However, these archers were like the ballistas at the beginning, because the speed of the shock team was so fast, that their calculations were completely wrong, and only a small splash was made on the sea behind the fleet.

This, of course, immediately drew ridicule from the human sailors!

The shock team then began to fight back under the reprimand of the commander, each of them was armed with a good longbow, and when the rows of arrows with tongues of fire fell mercilessly on the heads of the orc warriors, they could only passively raise their shields to defend.

The goblin commander of the fleet shouted, "We should retreat, although they are faster, but if they want to catch up with us, it will be an hour later!"

It was a wise choice, as there was a fleet of their ships not far away.

But the orc warrior was clearly not interested, and the goblin commander was so angry that he finally had to let his guards seize a clipper and flee the battlefield as fast as he could.

When the orc warriors thought that they were finally in hand-to-hand combat, they suddenly found that the boat they were riding on was actually broken and sunk in an instant under the impact of the opponent's warship.

"Don't get into a fight, keep sailing as fast as you can!" Lieutenant Colonel Kelly stared at the fleet of ships chasing behind him, and asked the standard-bearer next to him, "Colonel, does he have an order?"

"No!" replied the standard-bearer.

"Then ask!"

In a short encounter, because the orcs lacked experience in naval warfare, Lieutenant Colonel Kelly wiped out twenty of the orc's clipper ships with zero casualties.

As the fleet sailed past the same sea where the orc fleet had just been, they ignored the orcs struggling in the water, and several sailors on the last few ships poured a black oil into the sea.

Crafted by alchemists in recent decades, this oil is as light as a leaf, can easily float above the sea, and has a very low ignition point, which can be ignited by the slightest spark.