The 800-mm cannon opened fire first.

As early as the final battle of the Second Dark Gate War, the Alliance had already come up with a 'small steel cannon' with a caliber of more than one meter. Although the mortar, which has a very short range and a ballistic arc at a large angle, is powerful, the range is really not flattering.

Now this 800mm cannon is a modern artillery in the true sense.

Its effective firing range is more than 30 km.

Because of the craftsmanship, it is different from the Gustav train gun in the history of the earth. It used a lighter shell, not the original 7.1-ton armor-piercing shell, but a high-explosive shell weighing only 2 tons, and a 1.5-ton three-type shell.

This allows for a significant increase in its rate of fire.

Moreover, there are [Heavenly God Descending] dwarves who can carry cannonballs with manpower, and even the loader is saved, and the result is that it can shoot 20 rounds an hour.

This is a remarkable statistic, considering that the original version was 14 rounds a day.

Yes, that's right, it takes a whole day to fire 14 shots.

Of course, every time the shelling passes, it is absolutely the kind that the whole mountain is blown up.

This new giant gun, which weighs more than 30 tons regardless of the model, simply cannot be installed on any ship.

Because no ship could withstand its terrible recoil, and a dozen retractors could not be used, the craftsmanship at this time could not be used as a train gun, and the result became an out-and-out fortress gun.

Brian Copperbeard is very undisciplined by playing tricks, rolling on the floor of the throne hall or something, and naming this cannon [Brian Cannon].

As soon as this giant cannon with a range of more than 10 kilometers was fired, it startled the blue dragons.

When they saw the cannonball, with an initial velocity of more than a kilometer and a second, coming at high speed, they instinctively wanted to block the cannonball with magic.

It's a pity that when the ice arrows or something catch up, they are shocked to find that the shell of the cannonball is actually engraved with a magic protection circle!

A faint light lit up, and nearly ten magic spells were completely absorbed.

There was no more magic shot over, and it was not easy to volley a high-speed flying cannonball, and it was only after a hundred magic blasts that it hit so many just now.

Then, there was the big explosion that shook the ear drums.

Countless fiery fragments splattered out from the cannonballs, and in an instant, the blue dragon in a spherical area with a radius of 100 meters was swept away.

Regardless of whether it was a hatchling dragon that was not much larger than a wolf dog, a young dragon with a length of five meters and a wingspan of eight meters, or an adult dragon, all of them burst out countless pillars of blood from their bodies under this cannon three-way bullet, screaming and falling.

"Rush!" the elder dragon who took the lead was also a little panicked.

If he had the hardness of his scales, he would have been able to eat this cannon.

But in the entire Blue Dragon Army, he is the only ancient dragon!

Fortunately, there are only three or four cannons at the level of fortress guns. Although the power is huge and the momentum is terrifying, the low frequency of shelling makes this loss still within an acceptable range.

The blue dragon began to accelerate the sprint.

Enter the 5 km range.

The flying battleships that lined the sky on both sides of the fortress, as well as the medium-caliber fortress artillery, also began to fire.

After a flash of fire, and the rising smoke, there were whistling cannonballs.

In the deafening roar of artillery, the damage caused by these giant cannons over 400mm also shocked the blue dragons.

They almost stubbornly rushed through with S-maneuvers.

A little closer, on the wall of the fortress facing the side of the dragons, countless complex and sophisticated magic circles suddenly flashed in the holes.

In the void, there are also purple magic veins, providing magical support for these large and small magic circles.

Countless fireballs, ice arrows, and whirling arcane barrages were smashed out, and with the support of large war circles, these spells had a longer range and greater power than ordinary mages casting.

A magical storm ushered in front of the blue dragon group, and dense spells swept across the entire dragon group like a May rainstorm over a distance of hundreds of meters.

This time, these Wyverns, who had come to attack the Alliance under the orders of their Mad King, had no luck at all.

The ultra-dense and powerful anti-air artillery and magic make all dodging and defense meaningless. In an instant, they were pierced with their wings or directly blasted to their bodies, and they fell from mid-air with a wail.

The earth or sea in front of the two fortresses was stained by these rains of blue, filthy blood that radiated arcane brilliance.

"Is this the end?" On the two fortresses, the gunners who operated the short-range anti-aircraft guns were all stunned: "Lao Tzu's eight-pack bang bang cannon hasn't opened yet!?"

Dense anti-aircraft artillery often does not have a very good range. The real effective firing range is often around 500 meters.

Since the long-range artillery has solved the problem with three-type shells, there is nothing to do with short-range anti-aircraft artillery fire. A group of pre-battle anti-aircraft gunners who were nervous all had constipated expressions on their faces.

A middle-aged officer slapped the complaining gunner on the back of the head with one hand and scolded, "Nima! Lao Tzu didn't have to use cats to shiver in the pond back then. ”

The artilleryman touched the back of his head, which was a little painful: "Why can't His Excellency the Commander take it out back then." ”

"Fart! Where is it so easy to leap forward in technology. Even if His Excellency is a true genius, it will take countless scientists and craftsmen to turn his vision into reality. ”

In the Borean tundra, the situation of the Alliance and the Horde is a stark contrast.

The Warsong Clan was like a rabbit being chased, and countless orcs were chased all over the mountain. The blue dragon used magic to wreak havoc on the orc soldier squads who dared to resist, and from time to time one swooped down, hooking one orc after another with sharp claws, or tearing them apart in the air, or grabbing them in the air and throwing them down, playing free fall.

Garrosh lost his mind and angrily ordered the Wyvern to attack. As a result, in front of the five-colored dragon with a purer bloodline, the bipedal wyvern that once flaunted its might all trembled.

If you were lucky, you ran away with the knight directly, and you didn't listen to any command, at least you saved your life.

The unlucky one was directly targeted by the adult blue dragon, and the two blue dragons flew in, grabbed the bipedal wyvern with more rapid movements, and directly tore a few pieces in mid-air, forming a burst of fishy blood rain.

"The Alliance—the Alliance—it's all the Alliance's fault!" Garrosh roared frantically, but he really couldn't do anything about the flying lizards that flew high and high.

After the few Wyverns and few ballistas were slaughtered or destroyed, the Warsong Clan in the land collapsed completely.

Meanwhile, in the elemental realm invisible to mortals, Duke is engaged in a real magical battle with Malygos.