Lucat's roar was too weak to be heard by the thunderous roar of thousands of cannons, because Leto could not hear him clearly.
But the sound coming from behind proved that Lucat's worries were not unfounded, so Leto turned his slightly stiff neck and stared at the sea behind him in astonishment.
Because they were so far apart, he first saw a gray, hazy sky made up of artillery shells, and further away, a gray-white cloud of smoke.
The magnificent architectural complex was now shrouded in mist and clouds, becoming hazy and even possessing a unique beauty, but it had absolutely no connection with "paradise" or "fairyland".
As evening approached, the sun on the horizon quickened its descent, its brilliant golden light turning crimson. At sunset, the sea and sky seemed to merge into one, the naval port standing on the embankment was a deep black, the sea and sky an eerie red, and between them was the gray smoke of gunpowder.
The three colors mixed together seemed to resemble the term "hell" as described in the sect.
Since it is hell, there must be spilled blood and flesh, people's wails, and things in ruins. So when the cannonball fell in an arc, it presented this scene in its entirety.
"Bang bang bang!!"
One after another, like rapidly beating drums, the bombardment was intense and relentless. These rough and hard shells, carrying an unstoppable force, fell into the fleet amidst the roar.
Upon first contact, the heavy warships of the Blazing Sun Fleet were subjected to a ferocious barrage of cannon fire. The sails, which were already fully drawn on the masts, were pierced almost instantly. Although the cannonballs that pierced the sails had reduced their impact somewhat, they still fell straight into the deck. The sailors on deck scrambled to take cover, but when these bowl-sized cannonballs fell, they still suffered heavy casualties.
Then flesh and blood flew everywhere, blood spurted out, mixed with countless screams.
The incident happened too suddenly. Although Clemento immediately ordered the helmsmen to turn the ship so that the starboard side was facing the harbor after noticing the cannons positioned on the naval base, the maneuverability of a first-class warship was not enough to complete the turn quickly. As a result, the leading ships were attacked before they could complete the firing posture.
Even after being bombarded, this class of warship still maintained its defensive capabilities. Although most of the sails had been destroyed, the oarsmen in the lower decks were working hard on the pedals, which still allowed the ship to turn. Once it turned completely, the ship facing the naval port could fire cannons from the upper, middle and lower decks to bombard the naval port.
However, the first round of artillery fire from the naval port had already severely damaged the upper deck, and the gunners could only barely fire from the bow gun emplacements.
The neighboring Federation fleet fared much better. Although it also took a round of shelling, Muller had already ordered the fleet to turn and assume a firing posture.
The Federation fleet's shelling began almost simultaneously with the naval port's shelling, but the number of shells they fired was nowhere near that of the opposing side. After all, their warships were at sea and constrained by the density of the multinational fleet, so they could not form a straight line to fire. Even so, they were the only ones who had managed to deliver this effective shelling from the sea.
As for the Sea Lion fleet on the right, it was in a terrible state.
The Sea Lion Fleet's warships are inferior to the Federation Fleet in firepower and to the Sun Fleet in defense. Their highest-level warships are only level two, and they only have ten level two warships. The rest are level three warships, small warships, and supply ships.
Marshal Augustus was too arrogant. Although he immediately gave orders after seeing the naval port in a fighting posture, the sea is not like land and rapid deployment is not possible. As a result, the warships closest to the naval port were severely damaged when the first round of shelling landed.
The first to be hit was naturally the ship's forecastle. These structures, which protruded from the deck, were as if struck by a thunderbolt. The cannonballs smashed the forecastle to pieces, the sails were torn to shreds like paper, and even the sail room was smashed open. The sailors on the upper decks fled in panic, and the gunners dared not stay on the gun emplacements. They fled to the lower decks like ants caught in a flood.
Augustus did the same. He covered his head and fled in panic to the lower deck, where the command room was covered with iron sheets. It was the most sturdy place on the Vien Pearl. Unless the keel broke or the lower hull was blasted by cannonballs with holes that could not be plugged, as long as the warship did not sink, staying there would never result in being hit by cannonballs.
However, the position of the Wien Pearl was really bad. It was sailing at the very front 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 flagship of the Sunfire Fleet, the Sun Goddess, is located in the middle of the fleet, a fairly standard position. It is surrounded by large escort ships, which serve as both powerful protectors and sources of firepower.
The Federation fleet, as always, used its flagship, the Ironblood, as the command center and thus rarely took risks. It was positioned at the rear of the fleet, adjacent to the fleets of smaller nations. Even before the first wave of artillery fire from the naval port hit the ship, it remained unscathed.
At this moment, Muller, who was already in the cabin, frowned. Although he was safe now, he felt a strong sense of crisis.
It was unbelievable that the naval port had fired so many shells in the first round of bombardment, but the facts were clear: Muller knew that there were probably thousands of cannons in that naval port.
The sheer number of artillery shells firing was undeniably fierce, but that was secondary; the destructive power of these shells was exceptionally strong, and the crew in the lookout room had already rushed over to report the news.
The leading warships near the naval port have already suffered considerable damage. Although there has been no news of any ships being sunk, Muller knows it is only a matter of time. Once the enemy launches a continuous barrage, even a first-class warship will find it difficult to withstand.
However, since the enemy has a thousand cannons, they need to have a huge amount of ammunition reserves. Muller can only hope that they don't have too many shells. If they can only fire twenty or thirty rounds of artillery fire, then they can still capture the naval port this time!
Now, all they can do is withstand the enemy's artillery fire and engage in a counter-bombardment.
"Fire at their gun emplacements! Suppress their firepower!" Muller gave the order expressionlessly!
"Yes, Marshal!"
The soldiers looked solemn. Despite the enemy's fierce bombardment, as Goths, they were never afraid of death.
Subsequently, all the cannons of the Federation fleet's warships, from the upper deck to the lowest deck, launched a fierce attack on the naval port.
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