Stratholme God

  Chapter 749 Shelling Naxxramas

  The endless sea north of Lordaeron is simply called the North Sea by the people of Lordaeron.

  Today, the sky is full of dark clouds, and there is still a cold wind blowing in the sky.

   It can be said that the field of vision is rather poor.

   In this world where war machines generally do not go beyond the field of vision, what kind of cross-line-of-sight attack is still a bit of a fantasy for the existence of the old era.

   Staring at the tumbling dark clouds in the sky, the long black hair reaching to the knees of the Besmarck fluttered in the sea breeze, and the red horns on her head were even more flickering in the dimly lit sky.

  Her slender arms were raised unusually powerfully, and she said loudly, "With the destruction of those bones, the glory of our Lord will be forged!"

In the    communication circuit, the echoes were filled with the sonorous responses of the ship girls.

   "Long live Master Stratholme—"

   Along with the announcement, what sounded at the same time was justice over 380mm!

   Within the range of the cannon——

  Humanity is justice!

   Caliber is justice!

  Destruction is justice!

   This round included the salvos of 32 battleships and 118 light and heavy cruisers.

  In the case of fully considering the upper limit of the ship's bearing capacity, it is possible to fire salvos and never shoot in turns.

Even the 250-meter-long Besmarck with a displacement of 50,000 tons, in the case of a salvo as much as possible, when the 380mm cannon roared, it suddenly shifted a dozen meters on the sea, and the hull was once 45 degrees to the left.

The   800kg armor-piercing projectile pierced through the sky, passed through the rolling clouds, and together with all the cannonball companions, it hit the flying fortress Naxxramas 2,500 meters above the sea and hiding in the dark clouds with great accuracy.

  Actually, the artillery bombardment is not necessarily very accurate, but the air fortress is too huge to blame. It is more than three kilometers long and has about three layers in appearance, and the height of each layer varies from 300 meters to 500 meters.

The    huge cross section provides the shell with an unusually broad impact point.

  Under normal conditions, the fortress' magic shields will only be kept at a minimum.

  When these cannonballs, which were almost two meters long, came with terrifying kinetic energy, almost in no particular order. The shield of the fortress was bombed without any effective resistance at all.

  Thanks to Naxxramas being strong enough to replace the rammed-earth walls of the old fortress, it is estimated that this saturated artillery bombardment can knock down the walls of the fortress.

Even at the last moment, the passive magic protection circle branded on the outer wall of the fortress played a certain role, producing a reverse power similar to the [Protection Ballista]. The very hideous-looking skull relief collapsed.

  To be fair, this relief itself is a kind of spiritual erosion, and the evil magic attached to it makes mortals face the test of dark fear magic just by seeing this skull. Humans who cannot resist fear will lose their minds in a flash and run around like blind flies.

   But now, with a round of shelling, the huge skull was crushed.

  The smoke of gunpowder dissipated, and the vicious and expressive upper part of the cannonball was blown away, revealing the rock wall behind it that had been blasted with pits and holes. It looked like the skull had been knocked off. It was as funny as it was funny.

  Fortunately, the fortress has some kind of reactive armor design, and the shock transmitted to the command center is not particularly strong.

   However, when Kel'Thuzad urgently connected his spirit to a gargoyle flying out from the outer wall of the fortress, seeing this scene, he almost flew out his dry jaw with anger.

   "Who?" Lao Ke's voice was sharp and sharp: "What did the wizard in charge of finding enemies do!?"

   The fire in his eyes turned, and he immediately stared at the Necromancer.

   In his concept, someone must have neglected their duties.

   On the spot, a large number of wizards were punished by their souls, and they fell to the ground in pain and convulsions.

   "My lord... wronged... we... did not see... a reaction from the soul."

   Kel'Thuzad rushed over in disbelief, and used his own spirit to connect to the mirror of the fortress's soul. Undead and humans have different ways of finding enemies.

  Humans now rely on radar, and the undead use the same set of soul search.

  In the eyes of the undead, all creatures in the world have spirits.

  A dead thing without a soul is at most a trap or something.

   Even if Naxxramas locked onto Stratholme's North Sea Fleet for the first time, Lao Ke was still a little hard to believe.

   In his concept, ships need many people to control.

  There are no people, so let’s not talk about the soul.

   Isn't this a ghost ship more than a ghost ship?

This is where the    evil door lies.

   didn't give him much time to react, and thirty seconds passed quickly.

  The ship's guns all use an automatic reloading system, and it only takes 30 seconds to reload, or even shorter.

When the Naxxramas command post was in a panic, the second round of artillery bombardment of the ship's mother killed all at once, and hundreds of artillery shells of different sizes, like a swarm of locusts suddenly vacated, in the gray-black vision of the undead. grow rapidly.

   This time, Lao Ke reacted a little bit.

   "The magic shield is fully open!" He slapped his paw on his bone throne, and a cold aura immediately swept away from the top of the cone in the upper half of the fortress.

   Within a few seconds, the place centered on the spire fell to absolute zero. At the same time, a terrifying ice tornado began to rapidly form, spinning around the fortress in a clockwise direction.

   "Hohohoho!"

  The violent cold wind, if the ballista shot from the old era, it is estimated that it will be cut into a dozen knots by the wind blade as soon as it gets involved.

But……

In the    fleet, the ship girl [Prince Eugen] standing on his own ship grinned: "Bone! Times have changed."

Once upon a time, in the Andorhal fortress, the artillerymen of McDonald's couldn't help Antonidas, because Lao Anzi's ice tornado made all the firing pins of the cannonballs fail, and the cannonballs couldn't be detonated, so they turned into large ones. Ice lumps fall off.

   Today, the shells specially aimed at the undead are detonated by the Holy Light rune triggered by the detonation and delayed detonation.

   When attacked by a sufficient amount of evil force, or the timer is triggered, the cannonball will be detonated.

   The Naxxramas magic shield has not been fully activated yet.

   "Boom boom boom boom!"

  The shells exploded one by one, forming a series of golden flashes.

   This sudden attack of holy light made Lao Ke spit out a mouthful of soul foam on the spot.

   "%#$@$ (Dalaran foul language, children don't learn it)!"

The    fortress' magical protection system was overwhelmed for a while, and more than a hundred shells fell on the city wall, causing the entire fortress to shake.

   "Climb! Climb immediately! Or we'll all be finished!" Kel'Thuzad said in exasperation.

   He was able to spot the weakness of naval guns.

   Even if McDonald's improved, a considerable part of the naval guns in this era were designed with straddle shots, and the shooting elevation angle would not exceed 45 degrees. Too high targets could not be hit.

   (end of this chapter)