The hundred thousand Rock Demon Navy was eighty miles away.
Fifty miles.
Thirty miles.
Previously, it was the griffin riders in the sky who reported the specific location of the Rock Demon Army. Now, the Rock Demon Army came into view.
The seventy thousand Rock Bandits and thirty thousand pirates were like a dark army from hell.
The originally empty space between the sea and the sky was suddenly plunged into darkness.
Then, the darkness grew denser and denser until it was boundless.
Søren rode a few hundred meters in the air and saw the Rock Demon Army clearly. More than a thousand warships were spread out on the sea, as if they were going to cover the sky.
Originally, Søren's fleet of more than two hundred warships was already spectacular. But now, compared to the Rock Demon Army, it paled in comparison.
He instinctively had goosebumps and his heart skipped a beat.
Soran was really nervous because he really didn't have any confidence in this battle.
If he lost this battle, it would mean destruction.
Not only his destruction, but the entire Suo Clan would also be buried with him.
Leave it to fate, leave it to fate!
The Rock Demon stood on the bow of the flagship and looked up at Søren in the sky.
Although Søren was above and the Rock Demon was below, his gaze seemed to be looking down.
This battle was full of unknowns for Søren.
But for the Rock Demon, there was no suspense.
His army was four times that of Søren's. Moreover, among Søren's twenty-five thousand navy, except for the ten thousand Rock Bandits, the rest were completely useless.
From the Rock Demon's point of view, his strength was not four times that of Søren, but ten times that of Søren.
However, when he saw Søren's twenty-five thousand fleet actually lined up on the sea to fight head-on, the Rock Demon was still very shocked.
Because he thought that Søren would definitely play tricks and lure the enemy deep into the sea.
Little did he know, it wasn't that Søren didn't want to play tricks. Moreover, it was the first time that a large-scale cannon was used in a naval battle. Whether it was the cannoneer or the sailors, they were all unfamiliar with it. Søren did not dare to use any unorthodox methods, lest he overreached himself.
Moreover, he had seen naval battles in the 18th century where cannons and warships directly bombarded each other.
…
The Griffin Knights flew in the air, constantly using flag signals to inform the exact distance of the Rock Demon Fleet.
10,000 meters, 8,000 meters, 5,000 meters, 3,000 meters …
Closer and closer.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the air seemed to freeze.
The pirates on the Rock Demons' side were full of excitement and wildness.
The Marines on Søren's side were full of solemnity and seriousness.
Xu Dou Gunner even sat down, closed his eyes, and began to make the final adjustments.
Everyone on the fleet didn't dare to breathe, but because of their nervousness, their hearts were beating extremely fast, making them feel like they were suffocating.
"Zhuang Zhixuan, if we were defeated in Tianshui City, we could retreat to the sea. But after losing now, I will have nowhere to retreat. There is no place for me in the world. "Søren said.
Zhuang Zhixuan had never seen Søren like this. Not only was he full of a sense of crisis, but he was even full of pessimism.
A few months ago, he was full of confidence in the face of the several armies sent by Zhi Li. He seemed to be completely at ease and had a well-thought-out plan.
This time, it was completely unknown.
After thinking for a while, Zhuang Zhixuan comforted, "Even if we lose, it's better to die a heroic death than to live a nameless life."
Søren pinched between her legs obscenely and said, "You really know how to comfort people."
…
On the sea, the two fleets were two thousand meters apart!
One thousand five hundred meters!
As soon as this number came out, all the cannoneers of Søren's fleet opened their eyes, and the tendon behind their necks seemed to twitch violently, and their hair stood on end.
One thousand five hundred meters, they had entered the firing range!
"Huhuhuhuhu …"
The griffin warriors in the sky desperately waved the blood-red flag, crisscrossing.
There was only one meaning: Fire, fire, fire!
Then, the distant battle horn of Søren's fleet sounded.
"Aim, aim!"
The commanders of the ships shouted sternly.
In fact, all the cannons on the warships were ready, and they had even finished aiming.
However, the cannoneers still made the final adjustment, and the final aim.
"Fire!"
"Fire!"
"Fire all at once!"
"Boom, boom, boom, boom …"
Nearly two hundred cannons suddenly shot out.
The earth-shattering sound was like thunder from the sky.
The rock demon and his pirate army were shocked. At this time, the distance was three miles. How could Sauron's catapult fire at this distance?
Because Søren had used a lot of heavy hammer lever catapults on the battlefield before, the Rock Demon instinctively thought that Søren's main weapon this time was still the catapults.
The Rock Demon standing at the bow sneered and said, "Fire from three miles away? Are you trying to scare us to death? Or are you trying to boost your courage? "
In this world, there was no weapon that could fire from three miles away.
However, why was Søren's weapon so loud that it could be heard from three miles away? After firing, there was even a puff of thick smoke.
Looking at the posture, it was quite intimidating!
Immediately, the Rock Demon laughed and said, "Søren's warship is amazing. Not only can it fart, but it's also so loud, and there's even smoke when it farts."
The Rock Demons on the warship roared with laughter, and they also ridiculed Søren.
But then, the Rock Demon and the pirates couldn't laugh anymore.
Because the projectiles shot from Søren's warship were as fast as black lightning, drawing an arc in the air, and getting closer and closer.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh …"
Then, a terrifying scene appeared.
Countless iron balls carrying a scorching aura whizzed past the top of his head.
How could they be so fast? How could they be so imposing?
If they were hit by these iron balls, they would probably be smashed into pieces.
The Rock Demon felt his scalp go numb. What secret weapon did Søren have this time?
It could actually fire from three miles away? A terrifying three miles!
And, looking at the posture, it was far more than three miles!
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh …"
Nearly two hundred red-hot iron balls whistled over the Rock Demon fleet.
At a distance of one thousand five hundred meters, after entering a mature and stable firing state, the hit rate could reach about seven to eight percent.
But to enter this mature and stable firing state, at least ten rounds of warm-up and adjustment were needed.
But … that was to attack a target ship.
At this time, Søren's fleet was facing more than a thousand warships, densely packed and innumerable.
Therefore, even though it was the first shot, they actually had a huge harvest.
… …
On a pirate warship of the Rock Demon camp.
At this time, more than a hundred pirates were densely packed on the deck. They suddenly heard an ear-piercing whistling sound, and then saw a red-hot iron ball getting closer and closer, closer and closer.
"Puff …"
The iron ball, weighing more than twenty kilograms, flew into the crowd of pirates.
In an instant …
A bloody path was plowed open, and everywhere it passed, corpses and bones were flying everywhere, smashed into pieces.
There were no screams, no exclamations, not even pain.
Because after being penetrated, the entire body was directly cut in half at the waist, and could not be more dead in an instant.
"Bang!"
Then there was another loud noise, and the iron ball suddenly smashed a big hole in the thick deck, drilling into the inner cabin, smashing the inside into pieces. It smashed through three or four layers before stopping.
And the surviving pirates on the deck were stunned for a long time.
What, what kind of weapon was this?
How could it be so terrifying, so sharp?
Then, they felt that their faces seemed to be a little strange, and couldn't help but reach out to touch it. It was actually a face full of blood and minced flesh.
Looking at the deck again!
It was a bloody mess, and there were about a dozen corpses?
Every one of them was incomplete, at least broken into two pieces.
The only corpse was relatively complete, because the man was very powerful and majestic. There was a huge hole in his chest, about a foot in diameter, and all the internal organs inside were gone.
This was completely hell!
"Blergh, blergh, blergh …" The first pirate began to vomit.
Then, the other pirates also vomited.
This group of pirates killed people like flies, and had seen all kinds of scenes, but now they actually vomited!
…
"Bang, bang, bang …"
Søren rode on the Gryphon and floated in the air, seeing everything clearly. The hit rate of the first round was about about 10%.
A total of 19 iron balls hit the Rock Demon's warship.
The luckier ones directly flew over the deck, taking away the lives of more than a dozen people, smashing through the cabins on the deck.
And the unluckier ones directly hit the hull below the drainage line, smashing open a huge hole, and endless seawater crazily gushed in.
The first round of bombardment damaged close to 20 warships, taking away the lives of hundreds of pirates.
Søren was completely overjoyed, almost did not dare to believe the results of the battle in front of him!
It was completely better than he had imagined!
In his most pessimistic estimation, the hit rate of the first round of bombardment might be 1%, or even zero.
Because this was an actual battle, after all, and the enemy's ship was constantly moving.
He did not expect the results to be so good.
Then, Søren deeply felt that he was really dogmatic.
In his mind, in the great naval battles of the 18th century, when the warships of both sides were bombarding each other, who knew how many times it would take to hit the target.
Moreover, the battles often lasted for several days and nights, firing hundreds of cannons at each other.
His mind was filled with the pathetic hit rate of the naval battles of the 18th century, and who knew how many cannons it would take to sink a warship.
However, the naval battles of the 18th century on Earth were one-on-one, and needed to hit a single target.
At this time, the Rock Demon's warships were densely packed, covering the sky and covering the sun. Even if they were lucky, they could hit many.
Moreover, the warships of the 18th century had who knew how many waterproof cabins, and two or three decks protected the inside of the ship relatively well. Moreover, each warship had a tonnage of more than one or two thousand tons, so it would take many cannons to sink.
But at this time, the warships of the Rock Demon mostly had a displacement of a few hundred tons. Because there were no cannons, the warship's protection was not strong. Therefore, even a single cannonball hitting the vital parts of the hull would be fatal.
…
The Rock Demon was completely stunned by the first round of cannons, even though he didn't know how many casualties there were. But to be able to hit from a distance of three kilometers, this momentum was too terrifying.
The key was that Søren could hit him, but he couldn't hit Søren. This was too frustrating.
At this time, the mainstream of the naval battle was still two to three hundred meters away from the enemy's warships, and the crossbows of both sides would suddenly fire at each other. When they were completely close, the pirates waved their machetes and jumped onto the enemy's warships to fight.
Therefore, at this time, the bravery of the pirates was especially important.
The Rock Demons were the best navy in the world. Not only were they not afraid of death, but they even actively chased after it.
But now, Søren could hit them from three kilometers away. This was too terrifying.
Even though the hit rate was low, people were always full of respect for the unknown, and the Rock Demon was no exception.
He had to change the situation and bring the battle to the way he was best at, get close to the enemy, and then jump off the ship to fight.
At that time, with four times the military strength and the fearless Rock Demons, he could easily tear apart Søren's fleet!
"Get closer, get closer, get closer …"
The Rock Demon roared loudly!
The signal horn sounded, and dozens of pirates standing on the mast waved their flags desperately!
At this time, the Rock Demon only had one thought in his mind. Once I get close, you, Søren, are dead for sure!
In the whistling south wind, the Rock Demon fleet headed south at full speed.
The distance of one thousand five hundred meters took about five minutes.
And the interval between each round of firing by Søren's cannons took more than seven minutes.
Without the need for Søren to give the order, Søren's fleet also retreated south at full speed, maintaining a certain distance from the Rock Demon fleet.
Therefore, the two fleets continued to sail south.
However, the Rock Demon fleet was known for its lightness, and its speed was faster than Søren's fleet.
Eight minutes later, the cannons of Søren's fleet completed the second round of loading.
At this time, the distance between the two fleets had already shortened to about one thousand three hundred meters.
"Fire, fire, fire!"
Following the order, Søren's fleet fired for the second time.
There was another earth-shattering noise, and hundreds of projectiles streaked across a distance of more than one thousand meters like black lightning, whistling toward the Rock Demon fleet.
Søren saw clearly in the air that nearly twenty live bullets had hit.
Although the hit rate was not high, once it hit, it was destined to be a sea of blood, ghosts wailing, and wolves howling.
Just like this, the two fleets, with full sails, continued to sail south.
Every eight minutes or so, Søren's fleet began a new round of cannons.
And every eight minutes, the Rock Demon fleet would get closer by more than a hundred meters.
Two fleets, one desperately ran, the other desperately chased.
"Fire, fire, fire!"
"Boom, boom, boom, boom …"
…
Nearly an hour later!
Søren's fleet launched twelve cannons.
More than a hundred warships of the Rock Demon were damaged, and thousands of pirates were killed.
Among them, eight warships were hit in the vital parts, and the seawater kept pouring in, forcing them to abandon their ships.
There was no doubt that the results of this battle were huge.
The Rock Demon was almost going crazy. He was completely in a passive position, and could only watch Søren's cannons fire again and again.
Every time, hundreds of lives were taken.
Although the casualties and losses were not large, the damage to the morale was too great.
Finally, under his full speed pursuit, he was only about five hundred meters away from Søren's fleet, and the opponent's warships could already be clearly seen.
Five hundred meters away, it would take about an hour to catch up, and he still had to endure five or six cannons from Søren.
"Just you wait, Søren, wait for me to catch up, and I will kill you all!" The Rock Demon said in pain.
At this moment, Søren gave an order!
Change to chain bullets!
Chain bullets were used to connect two projectiles together with an iron chain and then launch them.
This was completely a warship killer, a sail killer, and a mast killer!
And at a distance of four to five hundred meters, the hit rate of chain bullets would far exceed that of solid iron bullets.
Therefore, this time, Søren's chain bullet attack was enough to give the Rock Demon a fatal blow!
"Open fire, open fire, open fire!"
With the order, the dense cannons sounded again.
Then, nearly two hundred chain bullets flew out, waving in the air.
The two projectiles were connected by iron chains, and under the effect of centripetal force, they spun and flew toward the Rock Demon fleet.
In the air, there were waves of ghostly wails and wolf howls!
Chain bullets, the hellish killing god of sail warships!
Søren's eyes widened, and he was full of infinite expectations for the result of the battle!
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