Invincible Undead Legion

"sail!"

Standing at the bow of the ship, Zheng He gave an order, and the three ironclad ships sailed forward.

On the ship, artillery shells were placed all over the deck. For a long time, Zheng He's ammunition has not been used very much. It is close to more than 1,900 boxes. This time, it is enough for Zheng He to be crazy!

Zheng He stepped on the ammunition box and pointed to the ammunition on board with his big hand: "Quick, open them all, open them!"

Zheng He felt refreshed, and for the first time felt that this battle was a very exciting thing.

"Damn it's finally here for us. If these demons and orcs don't come, we don't even have a chance to fire!"

The soldiers were also very relieved. Watching other people's artillery bombardment on weekdays is a pleasure, but unfortunately, there is nothing wrong with them. This embarrasses the soldiers, but there is no way. Enemy, with less than 2,000 boxes of ammunition, you can have a good fight!

Zheng He was in charge of the three cities of the orc tribe.

There are a total of about 6 million orcs, and Zheng He can improve with his eyes closed.

Jiang Mo's order was to attack at all costs until the ammunition ran out, but if Zheng He upgraded on the way, he would stop immediately and sail to Long Island to pick up people.

There's nothing wrong with them here.

That's enough, Zheng He is already very happy as long as there is a battle, so what's the point of firing so recklessly!

The three warships separated, with Zheng He in the middle. Once the warships on both sides approached the target, selected soldiers would notify Zheng He with their spiritual sense.

Finally, around noon, Zheng He received the message, stepped down, and fired the first shell of the undead against the orcs and demons!

"Woo...!" The shell drew an arc and fell straight to the distant city.

"Boom!" A loud noise came, alarming the orcs, and at the same time, fifty artillery pieces on the ironclad ship fired at the same time.

"Boom boom boom...!"

In just a split second, the city occupied by the orcs instantly became an area covered by artillery fire.

There are enough soldiers, and the shells are all in their hands. When one round is fired, another round has already been sent in.

"Boom boom boom...!" "Boom boom boom...!"

The ground trembled continuously, and the shells flew rapidly towards the distant city. The soldiers were afraid that they would not be satisfied with the lack of fighting, so they loaded and bombed crazily one by one.

The orcs in the city were not prepared at all, and they didn't even have time to speak. The shells kept splashing, and the broken limbs on the ground flew randomly. The orcs didn't even know what happened.

There are more than 600 boxes of shells, and behind each artillery piece are ten boxes of shells.

The intensity of the artillery fire is unimaginable.

Both the orcs and the Holy See have a problem, that is, the places where they live are too dense. This is not because they are idiots, but in this world, there is no such strange way of fighting.

Soldiers live in a concentrated place, leaving more space for the city to accommodate more soldiers. Now that the city is covered by artillery fire, they want to disperse, but orders cannot be issued at all.

Not to mention the orders, the army commander of the orc tribe was so bombarded that he even forgot to give the order, and he felt unsafe wherever he hid, how could he have time to take care of the soldiers?

The three main cities were baptized by artillery fire at the same time, and the continuous bombing made the whole world seem to be covered in artillery fire.

Slowly, the artillery fire slowed down the firing rate, but this had lasted for nearly twenty minutes.

Zheng He's soldiers suddenly emitted a golden light, they have finally upgraded!