"Boom!"
The first sound of the canon, coming from three hundred miles away, belatedly reached Zhang Guanlan's ears.
The second mortar shell launched from there had already arrived a step before.
"Die! The man in the black cloak does his utmost, using his Divine Consciousness to trace the trajectory of the conical canon bullet.
But after he swung his dagger, the cannon shell suddenly started moving even faster and swerved slightly, easily slipping past the flash of the black-clad man's blade to hit the rear of a Yunzhong battleship.
——It easily ripped open the ship's stern with its unyielding power, piercing several layers of iron armor at the rear of the ship.
Luckily, the shell did not hit the ship's ammunition depot, and therefore did not set off a chain explosion; unfortunately, it struck the propulsion system, and after a grating 'clack clack' sound, the ship had no choice but to hover in place, motionless.
"Damn it!"
