The flame weavers clearly understood what Zhao Hai and the others wanted to do. They adjusted the angle of their howitzer and began to bombard the fleet.
However, their attacks were useless against Zhao Hai's fleet. With the defensive plates raised, the fleet was unafraid of cannon fire. The fire weaving tribe's cannons couldn't do anything to them.
The cannons on the fleet and the cannons on the line fired at each other, but the last line of defense had clearly been strengthened. There was also a magic array for defense. The cannons on the fleet could not do anything to the defense line.
When Zhao Hai saw this, he could not help but smile. &Quot; "I didn't expect that the flame Weaver tribe has learned their lesson. Hehe, elder, it seems like our old friend has arrived."
