Since the second warship turned halfway, the situation was worse than the first one. Facing the iron-shelled ship that rushed straight over, the mice were so scared that they were at a loss. A few of them could resist were holding crossbow arrows and shot at the enemy. However, the crossbow arrows were no different from tiny sewing needles in front of such a huge creature, and they could not even see a mark when they fell on the iron plate.

Soon, the iron ship carrying unstoppable force hit the center of the Eagle Head ship at an almost vertical angle, shattering more than ten long oars. Then Eden witnessed an incredible scene under the combined action of the water current and impact, one side of the warship was pressed into the water, and at the same time, the enemy's bow was arched up.

The latter raised the bow of the ship like a rushing to the shore and then slammed it hard on the deck.

The eagle-headed boat suddenly made a harsh twisting sound, and the still-living mice dived and escaped. The guys who had been broken could only scream and roll on the tilted deck, leaving blood. Eden watched the iron ship slowly fall, and the long and overwhelmed narrow hull made a series of crackling explosions. After all, the wooden boat was not as strong as the beach. Under the heavy pressure and push, the hull suddenly broke out, and both ends were raised, picking up the water.

The broken warship did not sink quickly, but fell on the river like a corpse, revealing only half of the sidewalk. The iron-shelled ship looked unscathed and continued to fly towards it.

Eden heard a breath of breath, and the four eagle-headed ships were instantly lost, and the ship he commanded was about to become the next one. At that moment, he was ready to jump ship and escape.

But luckily, he bet right!

Seeing that his ship was completely close to the shore, the enemy set the route and chased the last Baron Derrick who turned around and fled.

"Rise up the bow and fire stick!" After breathing a long sigh, Eden hissed, "We want to kill these beasts hiding in the iron shell! Every time I kill an enemy, I will reward him with a golden dragon! Did you hear it? A golden dragon!"

If he escapes back to the capital like this, even if he survives, he will have no chance of promotion. The only chance is to defeat this ship that rebels from the king, and take it to His Majesty Tifeko to seek credit even if the ship was created by the devil of hell, as long as the people above are still the same as him, there is still a possibility of turning defeat into victory!

Not being crushed by the enemy ship like a crushing ants, the sailors' courage has returned. These people were originally doing bloody work, but they were used to bloody scenes as long as they were not one-sided massacre, they were still interested in fighting for the golden dragon.

When it was confirmed that it would not be hit, the Eagle Head Boat left the river bank, advanced in the same direction as the Iron-shelled Boat, and slowly moved closer to its channel, which soon chased to a parallel position.

Just as the opponent was about to surpass him, the distance between the two ships was only a few meters. The sailors picked up a variety of weapons and prepared to fight first, and waited for the ships to gather together before jumping over to fight. This was also a common method for dealing with merchant ships. However, the deck of the enemy ship was empty, and only a black long tube at the tail was aimed at the sailors who were about to move. The long tube was surrounded by iron sheets, and only a row of small holes were exposed in the center.

Before Eden could figure out what this was, the front part of the iron pipe had already spurted a long tongue out of flames!

The crowd stood in a row and blood mist suddenly rose, and the splashed wood debris and flesh were scattered everywhere. The sailors fell in batches like cutting wheat. The people who reacted began to look for cover, but neither the barrel nor the mast was helpful. The iron pipe pointed at the place where the god of death was. The barrel was torn to pieces, and the mast could not withstand the continuous blow of this terrifying weapon. With a creaking sound, the upper half was rolled up with canvas and fell into the water. The eagle-headed boat, which had lost its main power, suddenly slowed down.

Eden's fantasy turn did not appear. He probably understood that it should be a kind of musket. It was just that the firing speed was too fast, and it changed from a bang to a continuous sizzling sound. But he couldn't figure out why a weapon with extremely slow loading and very poor accuracy could do this in the hands of the rebel king... Perhaps, only the power of the devil can explain it.

Soon, a heavy rain of bullets covered him.

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Rodney first witnessed such a battle. The Roland rushed forward and defeated the opponent with its hard bow and powerful power, but the opponent had no ability to resist. He was in the cannon position and was waiting for fire at any time, but he was unable to wait for this opportunity in the end.

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

The enemy's howling and moaning were floating in the air. The survivors completely lost their will to fight. They swam to the river bank and fled deep into the woods without looking back. His Highness did not issue a pursuit order for these stray dogs and allowed them to leave on their own. In addition, there were some people who were seriously injured and dying on the wreckage of the ship. Naturally, no one would go to treat them. In the end, what was waiting for them would inevitably be to fend for themselves.

"What a pity," Yupi put the shell back into the box. "I thought I could let the guys from the Musket Battalion see the real power of the cannon."

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

"Enough, this was made by Miss Anna himself. Can it be compared with machine gun bullets that can produce hundreds of rounds every day?" Vannah frowned, "You will fight in the siege in the future. Then aim for me and don't lose the face of the artillery battalion! You are the ones I have chosen."

"Elite team, battalion commander, you have said it many times," Nelson spread his hands, "Don't worry, make sure to blow the gate of the capital within three guns." He pushed Rodney, "Hey, you'll say something."

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

"What?" the other four were stunned.

"I wish I could have such a shallow water heavy gunboat," he repeated with his eyes gleaming, "Just called Rodney!"

"Wait, don't you think you should give this honor to your brother? It's better to have the second ship named the Nelson."

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

"You both save money. The second ship may only be the Vanne. Don't forget who brought you into the elite artillery team."

"It's coming again," Cat Paw sighed.

"Can't it be a cat's claw or pomelo?" pomelo muttered in a low voice.

"No," the three of them replied in unison.
Chapter completed!