The 800mm cannon was the first to fire.
As early as the end of the second Battle of The Dark Portal, the Alliance had already taken out a "small steel cannon" with a diameter of more than one meter. That kind of mortar with a very short range and a large arc trajectory was powerful, but its range was really not impressive.
This 800mm cannon was the true definition of modern artillery.
Its effective range was more than 30 kilometers.
Because of its craftsmanship, it was different from the Gustav railway cannon in Earth's history. It used lighter shells, not the original 7.1-ton armor-piercing shells, but high-explosive shells that weighed only 2 tons and 1.5 tons of Type-3 shells.
This greatly increased its firing speed.
Moreover, with the dwarves who could carry the shells by themselves, even the loader was not needed, and the result was that it could fire 20 rounds an hour.
This was a very impressive figure. One had to know that the original version could fire 14 rounds a day.
Yes, that's right, it could only fire 14 rounds a day.
Of course, every time a cannon was fired, it would definitely blow up the entire mountain.
This new giant cannon, no matter what model, weighed more than 30 tons and could not be installed on any ship.
Because no ship could withstand its terrifying recoil, and even a dozen brakes couldn't do it, the current craftsmanship could not be used as a railway cannon. In the end, it became an out-and-out Longsong Cannon.
Bu Laing Bronzebeard had shamelessly named this cannon [Bu Laing Cannon] by rolling on the floor of the throne hall.
This huge cannon with a range of more than 10 kilometers shocked the blue dragons when it was fired.
When they saw this shell coming at a high speed with an initial speed of more than a kilometer per second, they instinctively wanted to block this shell with magic.
Unfortunately, when they greeted it with ice arrows, they were shocked to find that the shell was actually engraved with a magic protection array!
A faint light lit up, and nearly ten spells were completely absorbed.
No more spells were fired. It was not an easy task to intercept a high-speed flying shell. Just now, more than a hundred spells were fired, and only a few were hit.
Then, there was an ear-shattering explosion.
Countless blazing fragments sputtered out from the cannonball, and in an instant, the Blue Dragons in a spherical area with a radius of 100 meters were wiped out.
Regardless of whether it was a baby dragon that was not much bigger than a wolfdog, a baby dragon that was five meters long and had a wingspan of eight meters, or an adult dragon, all of them were hit by the Third Cannon Style One Cannon. Countless pillars of blood spurted out of their bodies as they screamed and fell to the ground.
"Charge! Charge! "The leading Ancient Dragon was starting to panic.
With the hardness of his scales, he would be able to take the blast head-on.
However, he was the only Ancient Giant Dragon in the entire Blue Dragon troop!
Fortunately, each stronghold only had three or four Longsong Cannons. Although the power was great and the sound was frightening, the low frequency of the bombardment made the loss within an acceptable range.
The Blue Dragon began to accelerate.
Within the range of five thousand meters.
The flying battleships and medium-caliber cannons on both sides of the stronghold also began to fire.
After a flash of flame and rising smoke, the cannonball came whistling over.
In the deafening roar of the cannons, the damage caused by these 400mm cannons also shocked the Blue Dragons.
They had no choice but to use their S-shaped maneuvers to rush over.
Even closer, on the wall of the fortress on the side facing the dragons, countless complicated and intricate arrays suddenly flashed through the holes.
In the void, there were also purple magic veins that provided magic support for these large and small arrays.
Immediately, countless fireballs, ice arrows, and arcane cannonballs smashed out. With the support of the large-scale war arrays, these spells had a longer range and more power than ordinary mages' spells.
A magic storm welcomed in front of the Blue Dragons. The dense spells crossed hundreds of meters and swept across the entire group of dragons like a storm in May.
This time, these flying dragons that came to attack the alliance under the command of their mad king no longer had any luck.
The high-density and powerful anti-air cannons and magic made all dodging and defense meaningless. In an instant, their wings were pierced or their bodies were directly blown up, and they fell from the sky while wailing.
The land and the sea in front of the two strongholds were all dyed by this dirty blue blood rain that exuded arcane brilliance.
"That's it?" On the two strongholds, the gunners operating the short-range anti-air cannons were stunned: "My eight-barreled cannon hasn't even been fired yet!?"
The concentrated anti-air cannons often did not have a good range. The real effective range was often about five hundred meters.
Since the long-range cannons had been solved with Type-3 bombs, then there was no need for the short-range anti-air cannons. A group of nervous anti-air cannons before the war all had constipated expressions.
A middle-aged officer slapped the back of the head of the complaining gunner and scolded: "Damn it! If Commander Marcus could come up with so many good things during the second battle of the Dark Portal. I wouldn't have to shiver like a cat in a pond. "
The gunner touched the back of his head, which was a little painful: "Why didn't Sir Commander take them out back then?"
"Bullshit! Technology is not that easy to make a leap. Even if Sir Commander is a true genius, it still takes countless scientists and craftsmen to turn his vision into real equipment step by step. "
In the North Wind Taiga, the situation of the Alliance and the Horde formed a sharp contrast.
The Warsong clan was like a rabbit being chased, with countless beastmen being chased all over the mountains. The Blue Dragons used magic to wreak havoc on the squads of beastmen soldiers who dared to resist. From time to time, they swooped down and hooked the beastmen with their sharp claws, tearing them apart in the air, or catching them in midair and throwing them down in freefall.
Garrouch lost his mind and angrily ordered the wyverns to attack. As a result, in front of the purer Chromatic Dragons, the wyverns that had once swaggered around were all trembling.
The lucky ones directly ran away with their knights, not listening to any commands, but at least they managed to keep their lives.
The unlucky ones were directly targeted by the adult blue dragons. Two blue dragons flew over, grabbed the wyverns with even more rapid movements, and tore them into pieces in midair, forming a stinking rain of blood.
"The Alliance, the Alliance, it's all the Alliance's fault!" Garrouch roared wildly, but he really couldn't do anything about the flying lizards that were flying high and low.
After the few wyverns and a few ballistae were slaughtered or destroyed, the Warsong clan on this land completely collapsed.
At the same time, in the elemental domain invisible to mortals, Duque was engaged in a real magic battle with Malygos.
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