Chapter 1582 A Sharp Contrast

The 800mm cannon opened fire first.

As early as the final battle of the Second Dark Portal War, the Alliance had already produced a 'small steel cannon' with a caliber of over one meter. That kind of mortar with a very short range and a large arc trajectory is powerful, but its range is really not flattering.

Now this 800mm giant cannon is a modern artillery in the true sense.

Its effective range exceeds 30 kilometers.

Because of the craftsmanship, it is different from the Gustav train gun in the history of the earth. It uses lighter shells, not the original 7.1-ton armor-piercing shells, but high-explosive shells weighing only 2 tons, and 1.5-ton Type III shells.

This greatly increases its rate of fire.

Moreover, there are dwarves who can carry the shells manually, so even the loader is omitted, and the result is that it can fire 20 rounds an hour.

This is an amazing data, considering that the original version shoots 14 rounds a day.

Yes, you read that right, it takes a whole day to fire 14 shots.

Of course, every time a cannon blasts over, it will definitely blow up the entire mountain.

This new type of giant artillery weighs more than 30 tons no matter which model it is. It cannot be installed on any ship at all.

Because no ship could withstand its terrible recoil, even a dozen muzzle brakes would not work, and the craftsmanship at this time could not be used as a train gun. The result was an out-and-out fortress gun.

Brian Bronzebeard was so dishonest that he rolled around on the floor of the throne room and named this cannon [Bryan Cannon].

This giant cannon with a range of over 10 kilometers easily startled the blue dragons as soon as it fired.

When they saw this cannonball coming at high speed with a muzzle velocity exceeding one thousand meters per second, they instinctively wanted to use magic to block the cannonball.

Unfortunately, when the ice arrows and other things came up to meet them, they were shocked to find that, holy shit, there was actually a magic protective circle engraved on the shell of the cannonball!

A faint light lit up, and nearly ten magic spells were completely absorbed.

No more magic was fired. It was not an easy task to intercept a high-speed flying shell. Just now, hundreds of magic blasts were fired at it, and only a few of them were hit.

Then, there was a big explosion that shook the eardrums.

Countless blazing fragments splashed out from the shells, and in an instant, the blue dragon in a spherical area with a radius of a hundred meters was wiped out.

Regardless of whether it was a young dragon that was not much bigger than a wolf-dog, a young dragon with a length of five meters and a wingspan of eight meters, or an adult dragon, countless pillars of blood erupted from the whole body under this three-type bomb. Screaming and falling.

"Charge! Rush over!" The ancient dragon who took the lead was also a little panicked.

With the hardness of his scales, he could take this shot hard.

But he is the only ancient dragon in the entire blue dragon army!

Fortunately, there are only three or four fortress-level cannons in a fortress. Although the power is huge and the momentum is scary, the low frequency of bombardment makes the loss acceptable.

The blue dragon began to sprint faster.

Entering the five thousand meter range.

The flying battleships lined up in the sky on both sides of the fortress, as well as the medium-caliber fortress artillery, also began to fire.

After the flash of fire and the rising smoke, there were the roaring shells.

Amidst the deafening roar of artillery, the losses caused by these giant cannons over 400mm also horrified the blue dragons.

They almost forced themselves to rush over with S-shaped maneuvers.

Closer, on the side of the fortress wall facing the dragons, countless complex and sophisticated magic arrays suddenly appeared in the holes.

There are also purple magic veins in the void, providing magic support for these large and small magic circles.

Immediately, countless fireballs, ice arrows, and swirling arcane barrages were thrown out. Supported by a large war array, these spells had a longer range and greater power than ordinary mages.

A magical storm ushered in front of the group of blue dragons. The dense spells crossed hundreds of meters and swept across the entire group of dragons like a heavy rain in May.

This time, these flying dragons who came to attack the alliance under the orders of their crazy king had no luck at all.

The ultra-high density of powerful anti-aircraft artillery and magic makes all evasion and defense meaningless. In an instant, their wings were pierced or their bodies exploded, and they fell from the air wailing.

The land or sea in front of the two fortresses was dyed by these dirty bluish rains of blood that exuded arcane brilliance.

"Is this the end?" The gunners manipulating the short-range anti-aircraft artillery in the two fortresses were in a daze: "I haven't activated my eight-unit bang-bang cannon yet!?"

Dense anti-aircraft artillery often has a poor range. The real effective range is usually around 500 meters.

Since the long-range artillery has solved the problem with Type III shells, there is no problem with short-range anti-aircraft fire. A group of anti-aircraft gunners who were nervous before the battle all looked constipated.

A middle-aged officer slapped the complaining gunner on the back of the head with one hand and cursed: "Nah! If only during the second war at the Dark Portal, Commander Marcus could come up with so many goodies. I wouldn't have needed a cat back then. The people in the pond were shivering.”

The artilleryman touched the aching back of his head and said, "Why couldn't the commander-in-chief take it out back then?"

"Fart! How can technology leap so easily? Even if the Commander-in-Chief is a true genius, he still needs countless scientists and craftsmen to turn his ideas into realistic equipment step by step."

In the Borean Tundra, the situation of the Alliance and the Horde forms an extremely sharp contrast.

The Warsong clan was like a rabbit being chased away, with countless orcs being chased all over the mountain. The blue dragon used magic to wreak havoc on the squads of orc soldiers who dared to resist. From time to time, it would swoop down one by one, pick up each of the orcs with its sharp claws, or tear them apart in the air, or catch them in mid-air and then drop them, making them fall freely.

Garrosh lost his mind and angrily ordered the wyverns to attack. As a result, the once mighty two-legged flying dragons all trembled in front of the five-color giant dragon with a purer bloodline.

Fortunately, he just ran away with the knight without obeying any orders. At least he saved his life.

The unlucky one was directly targeted by the adult blue dragon. Two blue dragons flew over, grabbed the bipedal dragon with more rapid movements, and tore several pieces directly in mid-air, forming a smelly rain of blood.

"The Alliance - the Alliance - it's all the Alliance's fault!" Garrosh roared crazily, but he really had no way to deal with those flying lizards that came and went.

After the only two-legged flying dragons and few ballistae were slaughtered or destroyed, the Warsong clan on this land completely collapsed.

At the same time, in the elemental realm invisible to mortals, Duke was engaged in a true magical battle with Malygos.