The breath of despair spread among the Constitutional Army. When the level 7 alchemical weapons they had high hopes for did not achieve results, all their tactics failed.
Level 7 alchemical weapons are not cheap. Each level 7 alchemical shell requires a lot of resources. The Eagle Mouth Province can only produce about 50 level 7 alchemical shells a month. Such precious shells were easily blocked by the artifacts of the trapped church.
The priests of the evil god cult can always use abilities higher than their own level because they can get the support of the evil god. This is still in the absence of a temple. If they are near the temple, they will directly attract the attention of the evil god when praying to the evil god.
Low-level officers do not have such a deep understanding of the importance of level 7 alchemical shells. They are the least affected and have been busy organizing other coastal defense artillery firing.
The senior officers beside the level 7 alchemical artillery were confused for a while. The level 7 alchemical shells were blocked like this? Is there any need to continue this battle?
The confidence of the top leaders of the Constitutional Army was destroyed in an instant.
Rubio, the garrison commander, turned to ask the representative of the Navy: "When will the support from the Navy arrive? The Navy only has level 8 alchemical shells!"
The highest level of alchemical weapons that the local garrison troops can get is level 7 alchemical shells, and only the Constitutional Army Navy has level 8 alchemical shells.
It is impossible for the Constitutional Army to equip each port with a level 8 firepower system. This is unrealistic. Letting the Constitutional Army Navy with precious level 8 firepower systems to deter the coastline is the most economical and effective way.
The muscles on the face of the navy representative twitched, and he said with difficulty: "I have sent out all the communication ships. If the navy knows the news, if the navy finds such a huge evil god fleet, they will definitely come to support us."
He suddenly became excited: "Please hold on! We will definitely wait for the support of the navy! Half of the main force of the navy is on the Garonne River, and they will soon be able to go downstream and come here soon!"
Rubio's eyelids drooped, looking down at the ground, with endless pain in his heart. It's too late, too late, waiting for the Constitution Army Navy to come with their level 8 alchemical weapons, everything will be too late.
At this moment, the staff officer suddenly reminded: "According to the combat plan, the evil god navy has entered the counterattack range, and the ships in the port have left the port!"
Rubio raised his head and saw the dedicated ships in the port, including the ships of the Constitution Army Navy stationed here, and the requisitioned commercial armed escort ships. These ships, led by officers and even cadets of the Naval Academy, faithfully implemented the battle plan formulated by Rubio before the battle.
Move forward. When the enemy's navy reaches a certain distance, these ships will move forward and use the weapons on the ships and the coastal defense guns to form a firepower network that goes far and in.
Rubio looked at the ships and the pain on his face disappeared.
The officers on the ships knew that they were at a huge disadvantage. Even the cadets of the Naval Academy could easily see that the killer of the Constitutional Army, the Level 7 Alchemical Cannonball, did not play its due role. The Constitutional Army Navy, as the last trump card, did not appear for a long time and failed to bring the Level 8 Alchemical Cannon to the Port of Belfort. However, the enemy went out in full force, even bringing the Level 8 Cardinal Priest and the Level 8 Artifact.
However, these officers and cadets still set out, and set out without hesitation. They believed that the command would definitely come up with a way to deal with those Level 8 Cardinal Priests and those Level 8 Artifacts.
The command's responsibility is to solve unexpected situations on the battlefield, and the responsibility of these middle-level officers is to faithfully execute the command's orders and complete the combat plan.
If the command center can't do anything... then die on the job, die on the way to charge.
On the Volcano, Cooper looked back worriedly, and carefully sensed the ghosts hiding on the shore, outside Belfort, and beside Mackenzie and others in the shelter.
Major General Brooke, who commanded the Volcano, couldn't see Cooper turning his head. Cooper looked carefully at Major General Brooke's expression and found that Brooke was afraid, and the muscles on his face trembled slightly.
What Cooper could see, Brigade Commander Brooke, as the front-line commander of the sea battle, must also be able to see.
The Volcano became Brooke's flagship because of its powerful force. This ship was stronger than several ships of the Constitutional Army garrison navy. However, no matter how strong the Volcano was, it was just a ship that Rudolf got when he was a level 6 wizard. Facing the level 8 cardinal priest and the level 8 artifact, there was a difference of several levels, and it had no counter-attack ability.
"Speed up! Bow guns ready!"
Brooke looked at the Green Skull with apology. At this time, not only did he not give the order to retreat, but he also let the Volcano speed up.
Cooper wanted to say, please feel free, don't feel guilty, what's the harm in retreating to the port at this time? The Constitutional Navy will sink all the ships in the port, and the Volcano will not be an exception.
This voyage is very, very short. The Volcano only needs to move forward 700 meters before it can no longer move forward. Although the soldiers in the engine room are not familiar with this ship, they can handle such a short distance.
After the flagship Volcano speeded up, other ships also accelerated to keep up with the pace of the Volcano.
The cadets of the Naval Academy turned their heads and looked at the three coastal artillery positions. Hurry up, I don't know what response plan the command will come up with. Their ships have now become bait. I hope that the command can achieve the tactical goal before all the baits are eaten.
Division Commander Rubio's eyes were red and bloodshot as he looked down at the entire bay and the entire battlefield. He shook his head in confusion, looked at the evil god navy, looked at the ships rushing out of the port, looked at the city of Belfort behind him, and looked at Duke, the head of the Court of Justice, who was leaving here.
Where is Duke going? Duke... Court of Justice... A joint statement from the Constitutional Army Command and the Court of Justice, that special train is heading here! Duke is heading to the station, he is going to wait for that special train!
Rubio suddenly felt that there was still a little hope. If the wizard and the weapons of the command arrived in time, would there still be hope?
He suddenly shouted: "All level 7 alchemical artillery! Abandon the enemy's flagship and attack the enemy's ordinary ships instead!"
No one asked what to do with the enemy's flagship. Since the commander-in-chief gave the order, it proved that the commander-in-chief had found a way to deal with the enemy's flagship.
All level 7 artillery adjusted their muzzles, avoiding the evil god cult flagship with the artifact suspended, and attacked those ordinary ships.
The train station is not far from the seaside, and many goods unloaded from the port need to be transported to other places by rail. Duke arrived at the train station quickly.
He looked forward to it, hoping to see a miracle.
"Where's the telescope! Give me the telescope!"
"Druid witch hunters, use your natural magic to send birds to scout along the rails! I want to see the train information as soon as possible!"