Tens of kilometers passed in a blink of an eye, the battle in the air was over long ago, the White Fleet was completely lost, and the ground was full of scorched deep pits and burning wreckage of warships. On Yong Ye's side, the blood warships lost very little, but the transport ships were damaged for more than forty ships, more than one-third. In other words, there are tens of thousands of troops that have been reduced to ashes before landing.
In front of it is a white valve fortress that has not yet been fully completed. Several streams of fire are constantly spraying out from the turret, like a long whip of fire, slamming into the sky.
The large Eternal Night warships have all returned to an altitude of one thousand meters, hiding out of the range of the flame whip. In addition, there are seven or eight small high-speed boats flying nimbly at low altitudes, while avoiding the anti-aircraft fire of the White Valve Fortress, they will fly when they find an opportunity. Shells poured into the fortress.
Suddenly, a small blood warship made a mistake in evading, and was hit by a stream of fire, and suddenly there was a violent shock, rolling more than ten times in the air. Of course, the stream of fire would not let go of such a good opportunity. It chased the battleship and hit it several times in a row, finally blasting the battleship into the air and exploding.
A large group of berserk force blew a strong wind in the air, and the smell of gunpowder smoke could almost be smelled. The rest of the Blood Race warships spread out like frightened birds, flying to high altitudes one after another, avoiding the range of anti-aircraft fire.
At this time, the giant blood ship slowly drove over the fortress, and the belly of the ship opened, revealing a dark muzzle. The muzzle of this naval gun is astonishingly thick. There is only such a ground-attacking gun in such a large main battleship.
The lines on the bloodship battleship lit up one by one, and the waves of light rushed towards the heavy guns on the belly of the ship like a tide, and the light at the muzzle began to become brighter and brighter. The muzzle sprayed out and hit the barracks below.
Qianye stared blankly at the origin force light group, it was hard to believe that it was an origin force shell fired by a battleship. The diameter of the original force cannons equipped on ordinary main battleships is basically around one meter. The larger the caliber, the power consumption will increase exponentially until the battleship can hardly bear it.
The falling speed of the original force shell was very slow, so slow that it felt a little unreal, as if it could be intercepted by reaching out. But even if Qianye didn't use real vision, he could clearly see the space around the shells being distorted, and one could imagine its power.
A rough voice sounded like thunder in the White Valve Fortress: "Concentrate on bombarding that shell, don't worry about the others!"
The firepower of several turrets all turned, and the flame whips frantically lashed at the terrifying force cannonball. Judging by the intensity of the fire flow, it was obvious that the gunners had completely ignored the problem of whether the force cannon in their hands would be overloaded. Just looking at the momentum of the shell falling, it must not let it hit the fortress, otherwise I don't know what will happen.
The force cannonball was rapidly weakened and kept getting smaller, and finally exploded when it was less than one meter in diameter. The location where it exploded was still tens of meters away from the ground, but the shock wave had blown away dozens of tents, and at the same time, the heat flow detonated the flying tents, planks, and even ammunition in the air.
The Force cannonball was finally detonated ahead of schedule. Although it caused some damage to the fortress, the damage was acceptable.
However, before the white warriors could breathe a sigh of relief, there was a deafening explosion on the edge of the fortress, and a pillar of fire shot up into the sky in a turret. Several gunners were lifted into the air by the explosion, turning into burning torches one by one. The turret was finally overwhelmed, and the force array blew itself up.
The Blood Race battleship in the air started a new round of attack preparations. After accumulating energy for several minutes, another shell slowly fell. This time, in the fortress, not only the defensive turrets were desperately bombarding the shells, but also many strong men shot. All kinds of force bombs and light of force flew into the sky, weakening this nightmare-like shell.
When the cannonball was finally detonated in the air, this time there were no more additional losses, but no one was happy. Qianye has also noticed that the turrets of the fortress are on the verge of collapse, and the strong must have consumed a lot of force. The defense of the next attack is bound to be more difficult.
At this time, there was a sudden exclamation in the fortress, and the blood battleship hovering at high altitude actually accumulated energy again, preparing for a new bombardment!
Qianye's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, and he finally understood why such a huge blood battleship was equipped with only one force cannon, and such powerful cannonballs could be fired continuously.
Finally, the bloodship warship trembled violently, and fired the shells towards the fortress below. As soon as the cannon was released, the muzzle of the giant cannon was also twisted and deformed. It seemed that it had been damaged and was unable to fire again. Qianye could see it, and many people in the White Valve Fortress could also see it, so morale suddenly rose, and the defensive turret no longer cared about anything, desperately bombarding the falling shells.
When the third cannonball was blasted by the volley, the defense turrets of the White Valve Fortress also began to explode and burst into flames one after another. In the end, only two of them could barely be used, and the powerhouses in the fortress had consumed more than half of their original force.
The blood battleship didn't leave, it just hovered above the battlefield, looking down at the ground.
Suddenly several clear horns sounded in the wilderness, and then they were drowned out by earth-shattering roars.
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!!" The lookout post of the fortress pointed outside the wall and shouted hysterically.
Just as the fortress was fully resisting the ground bombardment of the blood warships, the surviving transport ships had already landed outside the fortress, releasing tens of thousands of dark warriors. The truly elite fighters are still forming a team in the rear, while the worthless cannon fodder is being driven away, flooding the gravel ground like a tide.
The first wave formed by tens of thousands of cannon fodder rushed to the White Valve Fortress. After three rounds of bombardment, most of the defense of the White Valve Fortress has been destroyed at this moment. Without the defensive turrets, it is difficult to resist the dark race fighters who can leap several meters just by relying on the city walls.
Qianye climbed up a steep slope and looked towards the battlefield ahead. This wave of cannon fodder attacking the White Valve Fortress was different from the ones he had seen in the past. There were many low-level fighters mixed in, including werewolves, vampires, and nerubians.
After watching for a while, Qianye's already serious expression became more condensed. Judging from the formation and attack method of this charge, those low-level dark fighters were not elites hidden in cannon fodder, but were really regarded as Cannon fodder was used. What this means is clear to every battle veteran.
The white warriors on the city wall fired desperately, and rows of gunpowder shells and force bullets were shot out, plowing out a large blank area in the tide of cannon fodder. But the number of cannon fodder of the dark race is too much, and there is no change at all after hundreds of them die.
The gray tide that seemed to be flooding the horizon slapped hard on the fortress, and hundreds of people flew into the air immediately. In the tide of cannon fodder, the huge servant spiders slammed into the city wall fiercely. When they started to gallop, their potential and ferocity were stimulated by the secret method. They were not afraid of life and death, and their strength increased sharply.
Of course, the white warriors also knew the destructive power of these servant spiders, and the atomic bullets of senior officers shot at them first. The servant spiders lost half of their numbers in the first impact, and their overturned huge bodies crushed more cannon fodder.
However, the surviving servant spider continued to fit and hit again and again as if it didn't notice, each time it would dent and deform the armor plate inlaid on the outer wall of the fortress, and then tear it a few times, and the steel plate fell off piece by piece.
The city wall without the protection of the armored steel plates appeared fragile in front of the inspired servant spider. A few collisions back and forth caused the city wall built with a frame structure to collapse. In a blink of an eye, there were many gaps in the fortress wall, and countless cannon fodder soldiers rushed in immediately.
But when they thought they would be able to meet the human warriors hand-to-hand immediately, they were shocked to find that there was another city wall more than ten meters away. The ground was vibrating, and along with the slamming of steel rails and the roar of steam machinery, steel gates were falling, sealing the gates of the inner wall.
Thousands of white warriors emerged from the top of the wall, aiming their guns at the rushing dark race warriors, and a small half of the warriors on the outer city wall also turned their guns around, posing as a pincer attack.
On the tower of the fortress, the long sword in Bai Longjia's hand pointed forward, and shouted: "Organ! Fire!"
Countless black holes suddenly split open on the ground between the two city walls, spewing raging flames, instantly turning this narrow area into a fiery hell. And the white warriors on the inner and outer city walls fired desperately, shooting down the dark warriors covered in flames one by one.
The regular fighters of the dark race outside the fortress had assembled, divided into more than ten groups, and rushed towards the fortress. However, the cannon fodder troops still had a considerable number after a round of heavy losses that were caught off guard, and the dark nobles commanding on the spot did not take much time to organize a new attack.
All of a sudden, gunpowder smoke and blood flowed everywhere on the outer wall of the fortress. Facing the absolute numerical disadvantage, the white clan soldiers suffered heavy casualties.
The battle became more intense. Every direction of the fortress was a small battlefield. From time to time, teams of dark warriors broke through the defense and rushed into the fortress, and then were surrounded and annihilated by white warriors.
The blood warships in the sky were unwilling to be lonely, and began to lower their altitude and bombard the fortress. The white clan powerhouses are also constantly fighting back. The large-caliber force sniper rifles combined with special armor-piercing bullets can also pose a threat to the frigate, and occasionally a few force hand cannons will be fired, which will directly destroy the small and medium-sized airships. The big guy who penetrated, for a while, the blood battleship didn't dare to get too close.
Soon the flames of war spread to the inside of the fortress, and a tide of dark warriors rushed into the fortress, fighting desperately with the white warriors in every passage and every room.
There are only a few thousand white warriors inside the fortress, and they are at an absolute disadvantage in terms of numbers. On the other hand, in the unique blood battleship high in the sky, there is no one who knows how strong they are, so at the level of the strong, Bai The valve doesn't take much advantage either.
Despite the precarious situation, the White Dragon Armor on the city tower still commanded steadily, constantly mobilizing the only mobile forces at hand to fill in the loopholes in the defense line.
The white clan was obviously very convinced of the white dragon armor, and all orders were completed without compromise. Time kept passing, and although every front was turbulent, it miraculously did not collapse.
At this moment, the dark race has to pay a heavy price for every step forward, and the number of casualties has skyrocketed. However, the offensive orders were still issued one after another, and the Eternal Night nobles who were supervising the battle in the rear rushed wave after wave of soldiers to the front line expressionlessly.
The White Valve Fortress at this moment is like a meat grinder that devours flesh and blood, constantly crushing the fighters on both sides.
Bai Longjia's eyes were slightly anxious, but his face was still calm, and he mobilized his troops calmly.
The powerhouses of both sides have not entered the battlefield yet, and it is not time for the final battle. The cannon fodder and ordinary soldiers in front were too exhausted to determine the final outcome of the battle.
At this moment, in the tall blood warship, an old blood man is sitting on a high-backed throne, looking at the battlefield image projected by the force array in front of him. He was dry and thin, with a dark and dark complexion, like a zombie who had just crawled out of a coffin.
Those cloudy and light-colored eyes that were originally lifeless and wouldn't move for a long time suddenly gained focus, staring at a certain point on the battlefield. He raised his bone-like hand and tapped a few times in the air, and the image of the battlefield was enlarged and displayed.