World-Ending Demon Emperor
Chapter 790 - 382: Bombard the Rock Demon Fleet! Astonishing combat achievements!_2

Chapter 790: 382: Bombard the Rock Demon Fleet! Astonishing combat achievements!_2

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh..."

Then, a terrifying scene unfolded.

Countless iron balls, carrying scorching breaths, whizzed overhead.

Could they truly be so fast? Could their momentum really be so astonishing?

If one were struck by these iron balls, I fear a dozen people would be shattered.

Yan Mo felt his scalp tingle. Did Suo Lun have some secret weapon again?

Capable of hitting targets three miles away? A frightening three miles!

And by the looks of it, it was much farther than just three miles!

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh..."

Nearly two hundred red-hot iron balls whizzed past the skies above the Rock Demon Fleet.

At a distance of one thousand five hundred meters, once the artillery entered a mature and steady firing state, the hit rate could reach about seventy to eighty percent.

But in order to reach this mature, and steady firing state, at least a dozen shots of warming up and adjustment were required.

However... that was for attacking a target ship.

At this moment, the Suo Lun Fleet was facing over a thousand warships, densely packed and countless.

Therefore, although it was the first volley, they still reaped a huge harvest.

...

On a pirate warship of the Rock Demon Camp.

At this time, over a hundred pirates were standing closely packed on the deck when they suddenly heard a piercing whistling sound and saw a glowing red iron ball getting closer and closer.

"Thud..."

An iron ball, weighing over twenty pounds, ruthlessly flew into the crowd of pirates.

Instantly...

It plowed a bloody path where it passed, bones and bodies flew, reduced to pieces.

There were no screams, no cries of shock, not even pain.

Because after being pierced through, the body was cut in half at the waist, and death was instantaneous.

"Bang!"

Followed by another loud noise, the cannonball heavily smashed a big hole into the thick deck, penetrating the cabins inside, wrecking havoc, piercing through three or four layers before its momentum stopped.

And the surviving pirates on deck stood still for a good while.

What on earth was this weapon?

So terrifying, so sharp?

Then, they felt something odd on their faces, and reaching out to touch, they found their faces covered in blood and flesh.

Looking down at the deck!

A scene of blood and gore. Perhaps a dozen corpses?

Each one incomplete, at least broken into two halves.

The only relatively whole body was because the man was exceptionally robust, having a huge hole smashed into his chest, about a foot in diameter, with all internal organs gone.

This was truly hell!

"Gagging, gagging, gagging..." The first pirate began to vomit.

Then, the other pirates followed suit.

These pirates, accustomed to killing, had seen every scene of death, but now they were vomiting with horror!

...

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Suo Lun, riding on a griffin, hovered in the sky and saw it all clearly. The first round had a hit rate of roughly ten percent.

Nineteen iron balls struck the ships of the Rock Demons.

Some, fortunate enough, just flew over the deck, taking away more than a dozen lives and smashing through the cabins above.

Others, less fortunate, were struck below the waterline, opening a massive hole through which countless torrents of seawater rushed in.

The first round of firing damaged nearly twenty warships, taking the lives of hundreds of pirates.

Suo Lun was overwhelmed with joy, barely able to believe the sight before him!

It was much better than what he had imagined!

In his most pessimistic estimates, the first volley’s hit rate might have been one percent or even zero.

Because after all, this was a real battle, and the enemy’s ships were constantly moving.

Unexpectedly, the results were so good.

Then, Suo Lun realized he had been too dogmatic in his thinking.

In his mind, in the eighteenth-century naval battles, warships engaged in bombardment, not knowing how many rounds they would have to fire before landing a hit.

Furthermore, a battle often lasted days and nights, exchanging hundreds of cannon shots.

He was full of the pathetic accuracy of eighteenth-century naval combat and wondered how many hits it took to sink a ship.

However, Earth’s eighteenth-century naval battles involved ship-to-ship duels with a single target.

But at this moment, the Rock Demons’ ships were packed tight, blotting out the sky. Even by sheer luck, many hits could be scored.

Moreover, eighteenth-century warships had numerous watertight compartments, and two or three decks protected the ship relatively intact. And each warship displaced over one or two thousand tons, so many hits were needed to sink one.

But now, the ships of the Rock Demons were mostly a few hundred tons in displacement. As there were no cannons, the ships were not strongly protected. So, a single hit in a vulnerable spot could be fatal.

...

Yan Mo was completely stunned by this first round of cannon fire, though he did not yet know the extent of the casualties. The fact that they could be hit from three miles away was just too frightening.

The key point was that while Suo Lun could hit them, they could not reach Suo Lun. This was incredibly frustrating.

At this time, the main method of naval combat was to approach enemy ships within two or three hundred meters and then unleash a fierce barrage of arrows. Once they were close enough, pirates wielding cutlasses would leap directly onto the enemy ship to fight hand-to-hand.

Thus, at such times, the pirates’ bravery and fighting spirit were particularly crucial.

The Rock Pirates were the best mariners in the world, not only unafraid of death but even actively seeking it out.

But now, the fact that Suo Lun could hit them from three miles away was terrifying.

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