The World’s Strongest Legion System

"Pass me the order to use armor-piercing bullets instead!"

While staring at the system information, Li Wenhao ordered loudly, since the defensive cover of the enemy ship has been almost consumed by incendiary bombs, of course, it should be broken with armor-piercing bullets.

Continuing to burn slowly with incendiary bombs is too time-consuming, and his three medium-sized ships can't last long.

"Change the armor-piercing bomb!"

"Boom!" The Riverside Artillery Battalion, together with the naval artillery, had a total of more than 300 black iron cannons, firing wildly.

This time it's not shotguns, but black iron warheads, armor-piercing bullets with a round of more than 20 kilograms.

The effect of the bombardment is by no means comparable to that of shotguns. With ear-piercing roars, it shot directly at the East China Sea Fleet in the dense fog.

"Bang bang bang,"

A series of cracking sounds resounded in the dense fog, and in the eyes of the soldiers of the East China Sea Fleet inexplicably horrified, the only thin layer of protective shield left was like a glass cover hit by a bullet, blown into pieces all over the sky.

In just one round of bombardment, half of the defensive shields of the remaining dozen or so medium-sized warships in the East China Sea Fleet were broken.

For the rest, including a large battleship in the front, the defensive cover is also dim and looks like it will be broken at any time.

"Quick, run away, the shield is broken!"

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

"The lines of the formation are all burned, hurry up, the warlock casts spells quickly, run for your life!"

The morale of the East China Sea Fleet was also shattered together with the defensive cover. The soldiers shouted in panic one by one, turning desperately to escape.

It's this time, how can we still care about military orders.

Without the protection of the defensive cover, the battleship is completely like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered within the shooting range of the riverside fort, and has no power to fight back.

Fortunately, warship combat is different from land combat.

The land combat army is mainly composed of ordinary people and warriors. There are very few warlocks. They are either assisting high-level warlocks to cast large spells, or treating logistics.

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

Compared with those illiterate rough men and warriors, they must be worth a lot more.

But warships are different. Battleships are expensive, and they are full of formations, runes, and other high-tech equipment.

Ordinary warriors can't figure it out at all, and warlocks need to carry out daily maintenance and repairs.

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

So each battleship is equipped with some warlocks.

"Shield technique!"

"Windcalling!"

"Wave technique!"

At the critical moment, the warlocks also put their best efforts, throwing spells desperately one by one, and some formed spell shields, barely able to protect a small area.

Some summoned a strong wind and blew it on the sails.

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

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

A pair of scarlet eyes stared closely at the protective shield. Behind him, more than a dozen warlocks cooperated with a fifth-level warlock to cast spells and strengthened the protective shield desperately.

The defensive cover is connected to the power array of the battleship. Once the defensive cover bursts, the entire battleship will lose power.

"It's not that easy to escape!"

On the river bank, Li Wenhao passed through the ten-mile sand table, and immediately noticed the enemy ship's U-turn.

With a charming smile at the corner of his mouth, he put his left hand holding the four dragon seals in the river.

Dao Xuzi and others behind him have been sent to protect the shipyard, and only Huoling 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 and water whirlpool, but chose the huge wave technique with average lethality but the largest range!

"Shua," a thick blue light overflowed from the four dragon seals, and quickly sank into the depths of the Mo River.

"Boom!"

But just two or three seconds later, Mohe was awakened like a sleeping monster, and suddenly stretched out its giant claws from the center of the river, setting off a huge wave more than 30 meters high, and with a strong wind, it slapped towards the East China Sea Fleet.

Within a range of several miles, the shield technique, wind call technique, and wave technique were all smashed to pieces in front of such a huge wave.

"Bang bang bang,"

Large and small warships were lifted up by the huge waves and collided with each other. Together with the front ship, the precarious shield could no longer hold on and was smashed to pieces.

This effect is better than that of armor-piercing projectiles.

"High-level water warlock!"

Cang Lu's whole body was drenched like a drowned rat, hugging a mast, roaring towards the sky, the roar was full of despair.

Such a powerful large-scale water spell is definitely a great water magician who has mastered the quasi-esoteric level!

The defensive cover was fled, and he couldn't escape, so die!

The strong wind brought by the huge waves blew away the thick fog covering the river, and finally I could see it.

"This is the Archmage of the Water Element!"

Inside the port, Huang Quliang held onto a cable tightly, his eyes almost popping out.

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

The most important thing is that the protective shields of these battleships are gone!

He won, his small fleet with only three medium-sized ships actually won the battle, killing 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, this time he shouted long live, sincerely, his whole body was boiling with blood, and a three-headed golden crow with chicken blood appeared on his head!

"Long live!" The tens of thousands of Mohe sailors shouted.

The sound of long live spread everywhere, and even the defenders on the shore shouted.

"buzz buzz,"

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

At this moment, they cheer, they are proud!

"We won, we won!" Yi Lianna jumped up and down happily on the head of Tianfengguan City.

"How is this possible, a heavy fog won?"

Military Adviser Fu Baichuan rubbed his eyes vigorously, as if in a dream, although he felt a little embarrassed, the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't be concealed.

"This is impossible!"

The flagship of the East China Sea Fleet, because it was at the rear, and because it had installed an additional eighth-level protective formation, became the only battleship whose protective shield had not been broken.

Zhu Yingjun grabbed the side of the boat, and as the hull heaved up and down, his eyes became blood red from the rush of blood.

Countless thoughts flashed through my mind, how could he lose?

Not counting small ships, it is equal to twenty-two to three, how can you lose?

Logically speaking, the protective cover should not be broken, right?

Could it be that strange kerosene bomb?

"What are you still doing, get out!"

Qing Liuliu didn't drink anymore for a while, and didn't care about being decadent. He even used his spiritual power to expel his drunkenness, and shouted desperately.

He was afraid, what kind of jealousy, what kind of lovelorn, what kind of love for children, it turned out to be just hypocrisy.

In front of Xiaoming, everything is not worth mentioning.

"Yes, yes, retreat, retreat quickly!" Zhu Yingjun came back to his senses, and gave orders tremblingly.

Based on his understanding of Li Wenhao, if he was really caught, he would definitely end badly!

"Follow the order!" Cang Tu stood aside with a gloomy face, accepting the order in a low voice.

If it weren't for these two wastes, why would his fleet of 20,000 people be like this.

Especially the big ship in front of the younger brother Cang Lu, whose life and death are unknown.

If it wasn't for the other party's two seventh-orders, he would want to lead his men to rebel now.