The World’s Strongest Legion System

Chapter 502

"Send my order and use armor-piercing bullets instead!"

While staring at the system information, Li Wenhao gave a loud order, since the enemy ship's defensive cover has been almost consumed by the incendiary bomb, of course, it will be broken open forcefully with the armor-piercing bomb.

Continue to burn slowly with incendiary bombs, too time-consuming, his three medium-sized ships can not last long.

"Change the armor-piercing bullet!"

"Boom!" He'an Artillery Battalion, together with the naval guns, a total of more than 300 black iron cannons, opened fire frantically.

This time it was not a shot bullet, but a mysterious iron warhead, an armor-piercing bullet with a round of more than 20 kilograms.

The effect of the bombardment is by no means comparable to that of shotguns, with a harsh roar, directing the East China Sea Fleet in the dense fog.

"Bang bang bang,"

A series of cracking sounds sounded in the thick fog. In the horrified eyes of the soldiers of the East China Sea Fleet, the only thin layer of protective cover left, like a glass cover hit by a bullet, exploded into fragments in the sky.

In just one round of shelling, the defensive cover of the remaining dozen medium-sized warships in the East China Sea Fleet was broken in half.

The rest, including the large battleship at the forefront, the defensive cover is also bleak, looking like it will be broken at any time.

"Quick, run away, the protective cover is broken!"

"Woo, I don't want to die, turn around!"

"The formation lines are all burned. Come on, the warlock cast a spell, run away!"

Along with the defensive cover, there was also the morale of the East China Sea Fleet. The soldiers yelled in panic, and desperately turned and fled.

At this time, no one can take care of military orders.

Without the protection of the defensive cover, the battleship is completely lamb to be slaughtered within the firing range of the riverbank battery, without any backhand force.

Fortunately, warship operations are different from land operations.

The land combat army is mainly composed of ordinary people and warriors, and there are few warlocks, either assisting high-level warlocks to cast large-scale spells, or it is a kind of treatment logistics.

After all, warlocks need a high level of spiritual talent, and the number is much smaller than that of warriors. What's more, they have to learn a lot of knowledge. Proper intellectuals are more difficult to cultivate.

Compared to those illiterate warriors, they must be more valuable.

But battleships are different, they are expensive to build, and they are covered with formations, runes, and other high-tech equipment.

Ordinary warriors don't understand at all, they need warlocks for routine maintenance and repair.

Moreover, the battleship is protected by a protective shield, which has a good protective effect on warlocks with high attack, low defense and poor endurance.

So every warship is equipped with some warlocks.

"Shield technique!"

"Wind Summoning!"

"Wave technique!"

At the moment of death, the warlocks also tried their best, throwing out the spells one by one, some of them formed a magic shield, barely able to protect a small area.

Some summoned strong winds and blew them on the sails.

Some urge the water flow and push the warship with only one purpose, turning around and fleeing.

"Quick, turn around, the warlock strengthen the shield!" Cang Lu, the deputy commander of the East China Sea Fleet, stood on the big ship, shouting frantically, his face full of fear.

A pair of scarlet eyes stared at the protective shield. Behind him, a dozen warlocks cooperated with a Tier 5 warlock to cast spells together, desperately strengthening the protective shield.

The defensive cover is connected to the battleship's power formation. Once the defensive cover bursts, the entire battleship will lose power.

"It's not so easy to escape!"

On the bank of the river, Li Wenhao passed the ten-mile sand table and immediately noticed the turning movement of the enemy ship.

With an evil smile at the corner of his mouth, he placed the left hand holding the Four Dragon Seal in the river.

Daoxunzi and others behind him have been sent to protect the shipyard. Only the Fire Spirit guards are left, so there is no need to worry about exposing the Four Dragon Seals.

"Come on, my baby, giant waves!"

He did not choose the powerful water dragon technique, water vortex, but chose the general lethality, but the largest range of giant waves technique!

"Huh," a strong blue light overflowed from the Four Dragon Seals and quickly sank into the depths of the Mohe River.

"Boom!"

However, after just two or three seconds, Mohe was awakened like a sleeping behemoth, violently protruding its giant claws from the center of the river, setting off a huge wave of more than 30 meters high, carrying a gust of wind, and shooting towards the East China Sea fleet.

Within a few miles, any shield technique, wind summoning technique, wave technique were all shattered in front of such a huge wave.

"Bang bang bang,"

Large and small battleships were set off by huge waves and collided with each other. Together with the large ship ahead, the already precarious shield could no longer hold on and was smashed to pieces.

This effect is better than the effect of armor-piercing bomb attacks.

"High-rank water warlock!"

Canglu's body was wet like a chicken in soup, holding a mast, roaring towards the sky, his roar was full of despair.

Such a powerful large-scale water system spell is definitely a water system great warlock who has mastered the quasi-unseen level!

The defensive cover was ran away, and there is no way to escape, wait for death!

The strong wind brought by the huge waves blown away the dense fog covering the river, and finally I can see it.

"This is the Water Master!"

In the harbor, Huang Quliang clutched a rope tightly, his eyes were almost staring out.

What did he see? In the stormy sea, dozens of warships were up and down, pitifully and helplessly colliding together.

The most important thing is that the protective covers of these warships are gone!

Won, he, a small fleet with only three medium-sized ships, actually won, and killed the East China Sea Fleet with 20 medium-sized ships and two large ships!

"Long live the king!"

Huang Quliang raised his arms and shouted, shouting long live this time, sincere and sincere, blood boiled all over his body, and a three-headed golden crow with chicken blood popped up on his head!

"Long live!" Shang Wanmohe's naval forces followed.

This long live sound circulated everywhere, as well as the guards on the shore shouting.

"Buzzing,"

Groups of black crows emerged from the heads of the soldiers, cheers resounded throughout the world, and they won. Under the leadership of the Magic King, they won a battle that was extremely disparity in strength and impossible to win.

At this moment, they cheer, they are proud!

"You won, you won!" On the head of Tianfeng Pass, Irina happily jumped and jumped.

"How is it possible that a fog will win?"

Sergeant Fu Baichuan rubbed his eyes vigorously. He was suspected of being in a dream. Although he felt a little faceless, the smile raised at the corner of his mouth couldn't hide.

"This is impossible!"

The flagship of the East China Sea Fleet has become the only warship whose protective shield has not yet been broken because of the installation of an additional eighth-order protective array at the rear.

Zhu Yingjun grasped the side of the ship, and as the hull undulated, his eyes became blood red because of the rush of blood.

Countless thoughts flashed in his mind, how could he lose?

If it is not a small ship, it is equal to 22 to 3. How can you lose?

Shouldn't the protective cover be broken?

Is it that kind of weird kerosene bomb?

"What are you doing in a daze? Withdraw quickly!"

Qing Xian didn't drink anymore at this meeting, and he didn't care about playing decadence. He even used his spiritual power to drain his drunkenness and shouted desperately.

He was scared, what jealousy, what broken love, what kind of love for children, it turned out to be just hypocritical.

Before Xiaoming, none of them are worth mentioning.

"Yes, yes, retreat, retreat!" Zhu Yingjun recovered, and trembling quickly ordered.

Based on his knowledge of Li Wenhao, if he were caught, he would definitely not end well!

"Comply with the order!" Cangtu stood aside with a sullen face, leading his orders in a low voice.

If it weren't for these two wastes, my own fleet of 20,000 people, how could it be so.

Especially the big ship in front of his younger brother Canglu, life and death are unknown.

If it weren't for the two seventh-tiers following the opponent, he would now take his men to rebel.

(End of this chapter)