220 The Tragic War

Along the shore of the Quanzhou road, artillery fire filled the sky. The earth trembled, and the mountains shook. The sound of fighting soared into the sky.

When Wan Guanglin led the ninth-rank Xiantian cultivators to attack the first warship, the enemy's battle formation was broken, and a gap appeared.

The Adjutant immediately led the Quanzhou Army and charged in from this gap.

With the warships alternating, artillery fire could not be fired. If the enemy attacked forcefully, they would accidentally hurt their own people.

Thus, the Royal ship in the middle blew out the great horn.

Bang!

The brilliant fireworks exploded in the sky.

A cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of soldiers, and horses came to meet.

The Commander-in-Chief has given the order. All troops, get in the formation and charge! When Liu Sima saw the signal, he quickly waved his flag and shouted, ordering the follow-up troops to charge!

Crossbow volley, shield!

Infantry, don't wear heavy armor and go into battle. Enter the sea and attack freely!

Kill!

The enemy also turned around and attacked.

Hundreds of thousands of soldiers from both sides were fighting on the shore. Many people were even fighting in the sea. Blood dyed the sea red, and the waves took away one body after another.

The Quanzhou Army had not experienced war for many years. At this moment, both sides were fighting. Many people were so scared that they cried for their parents. Before they could see the enemy's appearance, their heads were cut off by swords.

On the other hand, the enemy was like a hot knife cutting through butter, their black armor exuding a cold light. Seawater was dripping from it, and blood was flowing.

And this blood was mostly from the Quanzhou Army.

The large Army of cultivators formed by the prominent martial arts families, gangs, and other forces in Quanzhou was like a cup of water on a burning cart of firewood in the battle of hundreds of thousands of people. Many people were Kings in one-on-one battles, but they were lousy in group fights.

They fought on their own without any order, relying only on the sharp swords and knives in their hands and their hot blood.

When the sea was dyed red with blood, the ground was covered with corpses, and the artillery fire exploded in their ears. They all panicked. Their faces were pale, and they screamed in fear. They turned and ran, but they were chased by the enemy and shot with arrows.

Everyone, follow me!

One of the Grandmaster experts roared in anger.

The sharp swords in his hands were like white silk as he killed the enemy soldiers. However, when he looked back, he saw that no one was following him. Those guys had all run away.

He couldn't help but panic. His Qinggong skill was poor, and he was stabbed to death by the enemy's halberds.

It was not that there were no brave people, but they were all quickly extinguished like this Grandmaster expert.

On the entire battlefield, only the Army led by Shen Qianqiu was still holding on. The disciples and elders of the Qing Yun Sect behind him were like a sharp blades, working together to kill the enemies until their blood flowed like a river.

I'll fight you!

A ninth-rank Grandmaster Military General from the other side rushed over. He held a long halberd that was dripping with blood. It was evident that he had already killed many people.

Swoosh!

Shen Qianqiu's sword slashed across the sky. That person's head flew up, and his headless body fell into the sea.

The enemy Army was terrified.

The Quanzhou Army was excited as they followed Shen Qianqiu and charged into the enemy.

On the other side, Wan Guanglin led a group of ninth-rank cultivators. They killed anyone who stood in their way. One warship after another was destroyed and sank by them.

We'll kill our way to the command ship in the middle and win!

When they boarded another warship, the enemy came to destroy them.

The enemy had abandoned the people on this ship in order to destroy them.

Several ninth-level Xiantian cultivators were hit by the cannon and turned into pieces. The cannon blew the myriad light forest away and fell into the sea.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

Arrows and artillery fire were fired simultaneously, and several unconscious ninth-rank cultivators were killed on the spot.

Fortunately, at this time, the Army led by Shen Qianqiu arrived. The gangs in Quanzhou also brought kerosene. At the price of many people dying, they set the kerosene on fire.

At the same time, people constantly poured kerosene directly into the sea.

In an instant! A massive fire burned the sky! The entire sea surface turned into a sea of fire.

As the wind blew, the fire pounced on the warship.

The warship was instantly engulfed in a sea of fire. Some people screamed and fell from the side of the ship. This fire completely turned the tide of the battle. Other than a few warships that were further away, all the warships that were lined up on the coast were caught in the sea of fire. On the high railing of the command ship in the middle of the enemy, Commander Wesley and a group of high-ranking officials were watching from afar. At this time, many warships were caught in the fire, and Wesley could not help but frown.

Everyone, it's time for you to make your move. Otherwise, if you lose, don't even think about the skyship and just escape! First suppress Quanzhou City, then find the fortune of this dynasty. Wesley said. The group of high-level nobles cupped their hands and accepted the order, then turned and left. This group of enemies from overseas was very excited.

When they set off, you can set off with my personal guards! Remember, don't linger in battle. Put down the formation plate and leave. Wesley said in a low voice. His Adjutant nodded and left. His gaze once again landed on the battlefield, on Shen Qianqiu. His eyes were filled with a powerful battle intent. When Shen Qianqiu used his sword intent to kill a battle general, he had the thought of fighting him. The Great Zhou Dynasty seemed extremely powerful on the island of Quanzhou. However, there were not many ninth-rank Xiantian experts here. The navy General, Shen Qianqiu, could be ranked in the top three. However, in Wesley's eyes, the Great Zhou Dynasty already had enough experts. If not for their powerful cannons, it would have been difficult for them to gain the upper hand.

In this battle, he saw dozens of ninth-rank XIantian cultivators killing each other on the warship. Especially after the group of experts destroyed one warship after another, it made him a little afraid.

The confidence they had in coming here was their brave warships and cannons, as well as their powerful artillery attacks. This method was given to them by the Oracle from beyond the heavens, and it was the magic weapon of the British Empire to conquer the world. No one knew about it except for the spies sent by the Bulldozer Dynasty back then. But at this moment, the warships were being destroyed, and the artillery fire was gradually extinguished. Therefore, he had no choice but to sacrifice a warship to bombard the Great Zhou Dynasty's ninth-rank Xiantian cultivators. Some people were indeed killed, but more people escaped. Wesley took a deep breath and ordered the command ship to sail into the sea and stay as far away from the coast as possible. At the same time, he had to be on guard to prevent being attacked by a ninth-rank Xiantian expert. At this moment. The fire on the sea surface was put out by the waves, and the Army once again charged to the shore. At the same time, a dense group of noble private troops rushed out of the command ship. They were all martial artists with excellent equipment. When they were still a few dozen meters away from the shore, they took off one bomb after another from their waists and threw them at the Great Zhou Dynasty's soldiers.

This was a new weapon developed by the British Empire. Although it was not as powerful as artillery, it was mixed with poisonous smoke, fog, and poisonous insects.

Therefore, they were all grenades, but they had different names. Some were called poison smoke bombs, some were called poison mist bombs, and some were called poison bug bombs. A poisonous bug bomb exploded next to a Great Zhou's soldier. The densely packed poisonous insects were as small as needles and burrowed into their armor. The soldier screamed in pain and rolled on the ground before dying in pain.