Chapter 597: The Sound of the Tide

Lucat's roar was too weak compared to the thunder of thousands of cannons, so Leto did not hear all of his words.

But the sound coming from behind showed that Lucat's worries were not unnecessary, so Leto turned his slightly stiff neck and stared at the sea behind him in amazement.

Because they were so far away, he first saw the gray sky, which was made up of artillery shells, and farther away, there was a gray smoke.

The magnificent buildings are now shrouded in mist, becoming hazy and even full of a unique beauty, but naturally have nothing to do with "heaven" or "fairyland".

As evening approached, the big sun in the sky also quickened its pace of setting, and the bright golden light had turned into crimson. It was the setting sun, and the sea and the sky seemed to be connected as one. The naval port standing on the embankment was a deep black, and the sea and the sky were an eerie red, with grayish-white gunpowder smoke interspersed between the two.

When the three colors are mixed together, they seem to form the term "hell" described by the sect.

Since it is hell, there must be spilled blood and flesh, people's wailing, and ruined things. So when the shell fell in an arc, it presented this scene completely.

"Bang bang bang!!"

One after another, like the rapidly beating of a drum, the endless bombardment was intense. These rough and hard shells, with their unstoppable impact, fell into the fleet with a roar.

As soon as they met, the heavy warships of the Lieyang Fleet, which were hit first, were subjected to violent artillery attacks. The sails that were already fully drawn on the masts were almost shot through instantly. Although the impact of the shells that penetrated the sails was slightly reduced, they still fell directly into the deck. The sailors on the deck dodged, but when the bowl-sized shells fell, they still suffered heavy casualties.

Then flesh and blood flew everywhere, and blood splattered, mixed with countless screams.

The incident happened too suddenly. Although Clemento urgently ordered the helmsmen to turn the right side of the ship facing the naval port after noticing the artillery on the naval port, the maneuverability of the first-class battleships was not enough to complete the turn quickly, so the warships in the front row were attacked before they could complete the bombardment posture.

However, even if it was bombarded, the defense of this class of warships could still hold up. Although most of the sails had been destroyed, the rowers in the bottom cabin were stepping on the pedals hard, which still allowed the ship to complete the turn. As long as it turned completely, the hull facing the naval port could fire artillery at the naval port from the upper, middle and lower decks.

However, the first round of artillery fire from the naval port alone caused severe damage to the upper deck, and the gunners could only barely fire from the bow turret.

The neighboring federal fleet was in a much better situation. Although it also suffered a round of bombardment, Mueller had already ordered the fleet to complete its turn and form a bombardment posture.

The federal fleet's bombardment sounded almost simultaneously with the naval port's bombardment, but the number of shells they fired was completely incomparable to that of the opposite side. After all, their warships were at sea, and were restricted by the density of multinational fleets, so they could not form a straight line to fire. But even so, they were the only ones who could carry out effective bombardment from the sea.

As for the Sea Lion Fleet on the right, its scene can only be described as horrific at this moment.

The warships of the Sea Lion Fleet are inferior to those of the Federal Fleet in firepower, and inferior to those of the Fiery Sun Fleet in defense. The highest level of their warships is only level two, and there are only ten level two warships. The rest are level three battleships, small warships, and supply ships.

Marshal Augustus was too arrogant. Although he immediately gave orders after seeing the naval port taking a fighting stance, the sea is not land, and rapid deployment cannot be achieved. As a result, when the first round of artillery fire fell, the warships closest to the naval port suffered heavy damage.

The first to be hit was naturally the forecastle of the ship. These buildings protruding from the deck were like being hit by a bolt from the blue. The shells smashed the forecastle into pieces, the sails were torn into pieces like pieces of paper, and even the sail room was smashed open by the shells. The sailors on the upper deck fled in panic, and the gunners did not dare to stay at the gun platform at all. They fled to the lower decks without a thought, like ants caught in a flood.

The same thing happened to Augustus. He held his head and fled hastily into the bottom hold. The command room there was covered with iron sheets and was the most solid place on the Wayne Pearl. Unless the keel was broken or the lower hull was hit by a hole that could not be blocked by a shell, as long as the warship did not sink, he would never be hit by a shell if he stayed there.

But the position of the Wayne Pearl was really bad. It was sailing at the forefront of the Sea Lion Fleet, which meant that it was extremely close to the naval port. In fact, it was now less than 4 nautical miles away from the naval port.

In contrast, the main ship of the Fiery Sun Fleet, the Sun Goddess, is located in the middle of the Fiery Sun Fleet, a fairly standard position. It is surrounded by large frigates, which serve as powerful guards while also being able to output firepower.

The Federation Fleet followed its usual style. The main ship, Ironblood, was the command post, so it never took risks easily. It was at the rear of the fleet, adjacent to the fleets of small countries. When facing the first round of artillery attacks from the naval port, even before the shells landed on the ship, it was still safe and sound.

At this moment, Muller, who was already in the cabin, frowned. Although he was safe now, he already felt a strong sense of crisis.

It was hard to believe that the naval port had fired so many shells in the first round of bombardment, but the facts were there, and Mueller knew that there were probably thousands of artillery pieces in the naval port.

The fire from so many artillery pieces was fierce, but that was only secondary. The destructive power of these shells was also extremely strong. The crew in the lookout room had already come to report the news.

The front-line warships near the naval port have suffered considerable damage. Although there has been no news of any ships being sunk, Mueller knows that it is only a matter of time. Once the opposite side launches non-stop bombardment, even a first-class battleship will find it difficult to withstand it.

However, since the opposite side has thousands of artillery pieces, they will need a huge reserve of ammunition. Muller can only hope that they don't have too many shells. If they can only fire twenty or thirty rounds of artillery attacks, they will still be able to capture the naval port this time!

And now, we can only withstand the enemy's artillery attacks and fight back.

"Fire at their artillery positions! Contain their firepower!" Muller gave the order expressionlessly!

"Yes! Marshal!"

The soldiers looked solemn. Although the enemy's artillery attack was extremely fierce, as Golts, they were never afraid of death.

Then, the warships of the federal fleet, from the turrets on the upper deck to the turrets on the bottom deck, all launched a fierce attack on the naval port.