'Hahaha'!

'Hahaha'!

'Hahaha'!

The group of confidant generals brought by Salian smiled like children who had picked up a large bag of milk candy.

Duke Ross's cousin, deputy commander of the Imperial Navy's Gassica Squadron, the actual combat commander, Lieutenant General Dortrongen von Huntingburg, this burly man with a big beard, was so excited that he danced like a gorilla who was drunk and tantrum.

He carried a bronze naval gun with a large caliber and short tube, with a muzzle less than a hundred feet away from a giant ship, and kept bombarding the giant ship with gritted teeth.

The solid iron shell collapsed on the giant ship, and the shells shattered in a flash.

The flowering bullets fell heavily on the giant ship. With a loud bang, the shells exploded and the shrapnel all collapsed and flew around.

The large-grained shotgun fell on the giant ship like heavy rain. All the shotguns were flattened, spinning like iron sheets, and "hissing" splashed everywhere.

The most advanced main naval gun in the Medland continent cannot cause any damage to the giant ship at a distance of less than 100 feet...

Oh, but this is not very accurate.

Dotrogen carried a naval gun and blasted hundreds of cannons at the giant ship, although it did not cause even a trace of scratch on the shell of the giant ship - these solid shells, flowering shells, and shotguns could not even leave a trace on the shell of the giant ship.

However, the smoke from the explosion of the flowering bomb was dyed with dozens of balls of water tanks on the iron-gray paint of the giant ship.

Duke Ross couldn't open his eyes when he smiled.

On the huge beach, the soldiers guarding the periphery within a radius of miles could hear her proud and recognizable "hohohoho" laughter.

The generals around Salian were all so jealous that their hearts were bleeding!

Such a giant ship!

Such a giant ship!!

Such a giant ship!!!

He is bigger than a man, runs faster than a man, and has stronger firepower than a man. His shells cannot hurt a hair at all!

Even a pig can command these giant ships to win one victory after another!

Of course, the Delun Empire has not yet fallen to the point where a pig is commanding the fleet. Such a giant ship must be equipped with the most elite commanders and the most elite soldiers, formulate the most perfect combat plan, and reap the most fruitful results!

These generals around Salian are all traditional army generals.

They are all generals who have experienced many battles on land. Not to mention winning every battle, they have never lost a few battles.

But let them run to the sea... they can't even use the most basic navigation instruments. The biggest possibility is that the warships are stuck on the reef with their heads.

So, you can only get cheaper Doralong!

This lucky guy!

Salian had no available naval generals at all. Dotrogen also commanded the Jiasica squadron to fight pirates, and had friction with some mobile fleets in the United Kingdom of Nice, the Kingdom of Santia, and the Kingdom of Ice Sea.

His command ability is naturally much worse than that of the famous naval generals of the Kingdom of Santa Cia... But he can at least command soldiers to start these warships and let them enter the battlefield!

As long as these big guys can start... they will definitely win!

Salian's face was red, and he bulged his eyes and stared at the twelve big guys in front of him.

"Then, Lord Ross, General Dotrogen, we...we need to plan well."

"These big guys, from the sail warships we were familiar with before, are completely different... They use giant steam turbines, their power is very surging, they burn fuel and anthracite..."

"We need elite sailors, elite gunners... and big and powerful boiler workers!"

"What a worry of happiness..." Salian choked in his throat with a spit. He coughed violently, and his face became redder and swollen: "Fortunately, our new ordnance trained a sufficient number of new artillery gunners."

"Ah, of course...we... considering..."

Salian coughed, his speech became intermittent, and he was a little incoherent.

"Sorry, please understand my excitement... Ah, this, Joe... I have to say..." Salian turned around, looked at Joe, and exhaled heavily: "What should I say?"

Frowning, Salian took off a golden badge from his chest, his fingers trembled slightly, and quickly pinned it to Joe's chest.

This is a first-level Golden Oak Leaf Medal for the Imperial Generals.

A garland made of golden rubber leaves surrounds two crossed swords. A burning castle and crown became the back of the crossed swords. The ferocious Hydra became the setback for the entire medal. Nine snake heads poked out from behind the medal, grinning and trying to pounce.

The imperial generals commanded a war of millions, made the contribution to destroying the country, expanded the territory for the empire, greatly enhanced the empire's national strength, promoted the glory of the empire, and were awarded the first-class Golden Oak Leaf Medal!

Whether it is military rank or military qualifications, it is completely impossible for Qiao to get this and the Golden Oak Leaf Medal of Merit.

But Salian put the medal on Joe's chest in public. The generals present had no objection, but instead applauded warmly, with each of them full of fiery kindness.

"You deserve more rewards...but I have the only one on hand for the time being." Salian patted Joe's chest hard, and he smiled, "So, after the battle is over, I will return to Fort Heidra."

"Then... let's put together... these big guys, these perfect big guys, these beautiful big guys... These big guys that make me want to hug them and sleep. How can we... exert their combat power to the extreme?"

Salian held his hands behind his back, his legs shaking like cramps.

"Twelve items alone are not enough..." Dotrongen's eyes were congested, as if they had red eyes: "Your Highness, I personally think there should be more than 30 such main ships, which is enough to cause a devastating blow to the main fleet of any country."

"Then, we need a portion of small auxiliary ships."

"Then, we need to equip each new warship with enough extraordinary combat power."

"Then, we want a small... Henrak... the pure-blooded descendant of the Deep Sea Giant Demon, Henrak... This time, he also followed the local fleet of the Ice Sea Kingdom to come here."

Dotrogen gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "We must be prepared for sure..."

"Of course, there is no mistake." Salian narrowed his eyes, and suddenly he jumped up and jumped to the giant ship that had just been bombarded with hundreds of cannons by Dotrogen.

He slapped a fully enclosed metal turret hard, and smiled at the people standing on the beach below, "I think we should try the power of this big guy... 381 millimeter caliber, 42 times the caliber... I must see its power with my own eyes."

A drawing of the latest sailing battleship of the Deren Empire was stuffed into the base chariot.

A team of palace knights ran to the distant mountains and forests with great enthusiasm, and cut down a large number of giant trees that had grown in the forests for hundreds of years as fast as possible, and dragged them back with great effort.

The magical manufacturing function of the base tanks was once again exerted. This time, in just five minutes, a first-class battleship with a length of 250 feet, a metric-based system of more than 70 meters, and a full load displacement of 1,600 tons of metric-based system of 1,600 tons was quietly docked in the inner waters.

Dotrogen led a team of officers to run onto this brand new sail battleship. After a little effort, he drove it out of this naturally formed deep water port and six or seven miles.

If it is changed to metric system, this is a distance of more than 10,000 meters.

At this distance, looking at this first-class battleship with the naked eye is just a small dot. This distance obviously exceeds the maximum range of all naval guns in the Medland continent.

A group of army generals of the emperor were excited to use manpower to push a giant ship out of the berth. After all, even a giant ship full of 30,000 tons was only weighing more than 60 million pounds. These extraordinary sixth and fifth-level generals joined forces to carry the giant ship.

It was still these high-ranking generals who ran to the boiler cabin and rushed for a long time, but found that none of them had the skills to burn the boiler.

So they ran back to the deck, manually adjusted the direction of the turret No. 1 and 2 on the front deck of the giant ship, and enthusiastically drilled into the turret, carefully adjusting the firing angle of the six giant cannons as if they were caring for a baby.

When the base tank was built with giant ships, a base of launching drugs and supporting shells were also created.

The turrets of these giant cannons have automatic loading machines that rely on steam power. However, because the boiler was not ignited, these generals still ran up and down with great enthusiasm, took out the launching medicine and shells from the ammunition depot, and manually loaded the shells into the barrel.

Everything is ready...

Salian and Duke Ross, together with Hessen and others, stood in the bridge command cabin, looking at the two giant turrets on the front deck through thick bulletproof glass windows.

The giant ship trembled violently, and the hull shrank backwards.

The six giant cannons sprayed out huge flames one after another, and the six shells had a dull roar, just like a heavy locomotive whistling past the railway, pulling out a white trail in the air and flying proudly into the sky.

I don’t know if these happy generals really have such good artillery skills or if they are lucky.

Two shells hit this brand new first-class battleship almost at the same time.

This poor battleship was like a paper-paste toy. Each gun hatch spewed out dazzling flames at the same time, and then countless fragments splashed in all directions. In the flames, the hull of the battleship was directly shattered.

The fire dissipated, and the loud noise came back after a long time.

The sea was clean and there was no more sight of the battleship...

"A Class 1 Battleship!" Dotrogen was stunned and said an incredible murmur from the depths of his throat.

"Class Iron Battleship..." Hesen hugged his hands in front of his chest and shook his head gently: "The war record of the Ice Sea Kingdom, their former first-class battleship, the Ocean Glory first-class battleship, fought for one or two nights, suffered more than 200 solid bullets, more than 50 flowering bullets, and still returned to the home port. After three months of maintenance, they returned to the sea..."

Salian smiled in distorted face as if crazy.
Chapter completed!