Chapter 502 Man of Steel (Part 2)

Since the second warship was halfway through turning around, it was in a worse situation than the first ship. Bi "Qu" Pavilion ww.qu. Facing the iron-hulled ship rushing towards them, the mice were frightened and at a loss. The few who could still resist shot crossbow arrows at the enemy, but the crossbow arrows were as small as tiny ones in front of such a huge beast. There is no difference between the sewing needles and there is not even a mark left on the iron plate.

Soon, the iron ship carrying an overwhelming force hit the center of the eagle-headed ship at an almost vertical angle, crushing more than ten long oars to pieces. Then Eden witnessed an incredible scene - under the combined action of the current and the impact, one side of the warship was forced into the water, and at the same time, the enemy's bow was arched up.

The latter raised its bow as if it had run aground on the shore, and then hit the deck hard.

The eagle-headed ship suddenly made a harsh twisting sound, and the surviving rats jumped into the water to escape. Those whose hands and feet were smashed could only scream and roll on the sloping deck, leaving a trail of blood. Eden watched helplessly as the iron ship slowly fell, and the long and narrow hull, which was overwhelmed by the weight, made a series of crackling explosions. After all, the wooden ship was not as solid as the beach. Under the heavy pressure and pushing, the hull suddenly collapsed from the sea. When it is disconnected, both ends are raised violently, sending water splashes flying.

The warship that was broken into two parts did not sink quickly, but lay on the river like a corpse, with only half of its side exposed. The iron-hulled ship seemed unscathed on the outside and continued to speed towards him.

Eden heard a gasp. Four eagle-headed ships were destroyed in half in an instant, and the ship he commanded was about to become the next one. At that moment, he was already ready to jump off the ship and escape.

But luckily, he was right!

Seeing that his ship was completely close to the shore, the enemy corrected its course and pursued the Baron Derrick, the last ship that turned around and escaped.

"Raise your bows and fire sticks!" After taking a long breath, Eden roared, "We are going to kill these beasts hiding in the iron shell! I will reward him for every enemy he kills. A golden dragon! Did you hear that? A golden dragon!"

If he escapes back to the royal capital like this, even if he survives, he has no chance of promotion. The only chance is to defeat this ship that rebelled against the king and use it to claim credit for His Majesty Tifeike - even if this ship The ship was made by the devil in hell. As long as the people on it are still the same as myself, there is still the possibility of turning defeat into victory!

Instead of being crushed like ants by the enemy ships, the courage in the hearts of the sailors returned a lot. These people used to do the job of licking blood with the tip of a knife and were used to seeing bloody scenes - as long as it was not a one-sided massacre, they would I am still interested in fighting for the golden dragon.

When it was certain that it would not be hit, the eagle-headed boat left the river bank, moved in the same direction as the iron-hulled boat, and slowly moved closer to its channel, while the latter quickly caught up to a parallel position.

Just when the opponent was about to overtake him, the distance between the two ships was no more than a few meters. The sailors picked up a variety of weapons, preparing to fight first, and then jump over to fight after the ships were close together. This was also a common method for dealing with merchant ships. But the deck of the enemy ship was empty, except for a long, dark tube at the tail that was aimed at the sailor who was about to move. The long tube was surrounded by iron sheets, with only a row of small holes exposed in the center.

Before Eden had time to figure out what this thing was, a long tongue of flame had spewed out from the front of the iron pipe!

Blood mist suddenly rose from the crowd standing in a row, and flying wood chips and flesh and blood were scattered everywhere. Sailors fell in batches like wheat. Those who reacted began to look for shelter, but no matter whether it was alcohol or alcohol, they fell in groups. Neither the barrel nor the mast were of any use. The iron pipe pointed to where the God of Death was. The barrel was torn to pieces, and the mast could not withstand the continuous blows of such a terrifying weapon. It broke into two pieces with a squeaking sound. Half of the sail rolled up and fell into the water. The eagle-headed boat lost its main power and suddenly slowed down.

The turning point Eden fantasized about did not appear. He roughly understood that it should be a kind of musket, but the firing rate was too fast, so the banging sound turned into a continuous sizzling sound. But he couldn't figure out why a weapon with extremely slow reloading and poor accuracy could achieve this in the hands of the rebel king... Perhaps, only the power of the devil could explain it.

Soon a hail of bullets covered him.

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Rodney witnessed such a battle for the first time. The Roland ran rampant, using its hard bow and strong power to crush the opponent, leaving the opponent unable to resist. He stood guard at the gun position, waiting to fire at any time, but in the end he failed to wait for this opportunity.

When the fourth enemy ship was paralyzed in the middle of the river, the battle was over.

The air was filled with the howls and groans of the enemy, and the survivors completely lost their will to fight. They swam to the river bank and fled deep into the woods without looking back. For these bereaved dogs, His Highness did not issue any pursuit orders and allowed them to leave on their own. There are also some seriously injured guys who are dying on the wreckage of the ship. Naturally, no one will rescue them. What awaits them in the end is to fend for themselves.

"What a pity." Youpi put the cannonball back into the box. "I thought I could let the guys in the Musket Battalion see the true power of the artillery."

"Yes," Nelson responded with regret, "compared to the ammunition consumed by the heavy machine gun just now, one shell is not much more, and it is easier to use."

"That's enough. This is what Miss Anna made with her own hands. Can it compare with the machine gun bullets that can produce hundreds of rounds every day?" Fanner frowned and said, "You will fight the subsequent sieges. Give them to me when the time comes. Aim at the point, don’t lose the face of the artillery battalion! You are the ones chosen by me——"

"Elite team, Mr. Battalion Commander, you have said this many times," Nelson spread his hands and said, "Don't worry, I guarantee that the gates of the royal capital will be opened within three cannons." He pushed Rodney, "Hey, Say something too."

"I want to have a warship like this..."

"What?" The other four were stunned.

"I wish I could own a shallow-water heavy gunboat like this," he repeated with gleaming eyes. "Call it the Rodney!"

"Wait a minute, don't you think you should give this honor to your brother? It would be better for the second ship to be named Nelson."

"No, no...brother, I won't let you do this."

"Save it for both of you. The second ship can only be the Vanner. Don't forget who recruited you into the elite gun crew."

"Here we go again," Catpaw sighed.

"Can't it be Cat Claw or Youpi Hao?" Youpi muttered softly.

"No," the three of them replied in unison.

When the cement ships that were lagging behind gradually caught up with the flagship, the expedition fleet set off again. Two days later, the blue-grey city walls of the royal capital slowly unfolded in front of everyone. (To be continued.)