bestfiction Chapter 1199 This doesn't meet the conditions of cognition!
Chapter 1199 This doesn't meet the conditions of cognition!
Those who were lucky enough to survive the explosion also let out shrill, inhuman screams amidst the overwhelming raging flames!
Then they turned into living fire people, rolling and struggling wildly on the deck!
The scene was extremely tragic!
It was extremely bloody!
It was absolutely shocking!
In the captain's cabin of the Conqueror.
Barbossa's previously smug and ecstatic face darkened when he saw the terrifying scene outside the window, a scene that seemed like the end of the world.
It froze instantly.
His only remaining eye was glaring wider than a copper bell!
Its mouth was wide enough to fit a whole egg!
He stared blankly out the window at the scene of hell on earth, which had long been completely engulfed by flames and thick smoke.
My mind went blank.
Fire...fire attack?
These cowardly and despicable Easterners!
They...they actually dared to use fire?!
How dare they? !
"General... General!" The young adjutant was already so frightened that his face turned ashen and his soul almost left his body!
He pointed out the window at the ever-approaching sea of fire, like a kiss of death, his voice filled with undisguised despair and fear!
"We...we're surrounded! We've been ambushed!"
"Shut up!" Barbossa was jolted awake by his panicked scream!
He suddenly turned his head, his single eye filled with a frenzied killing intent that turned blood red from extreme anger and humiliation!
He grabbed the adjutant by the collar and slammed him against the wall!
"What's the panic?!" he roared in a hoarse voice like that of a wounded beast!
"It's just a small fire attack, isn't it?!"
"You think you can defeat me, Barbossa, with these childish tricks that aren't up to par?!"
"Defeat our invincible East India Company fleet?!"
"dream!"
He shoved aside the adjutant who was already terrified.
Then he suddenly drew the ornate command sword from his waist, a symbol of his naval commodore status!
"Pass on my order!" He pointed his knife at the raging inferno outside the window, his voice filled with unquestionable madness and determination!
"All warships! No retreating! Turn around on the spot! Use our most powerful cannons!"
"Give me those damned Eastern fire ships!"
"Give me all the gun emplacements on the cliffs on both sides of the river!"
"Burn them all to dust!!!"
"I'd like to see!"
"It's their fire that's powerful!"
"Our 'Conqueror's' guns are still tougher!!!"
however.
Just when Barbosa was still trying to make a last stand with his so-called superior ships and cannons,
A voice that was even more terrifying and filled him with despair than the raging inferno.
But suddenly, a sound rang out from the cliffs on both sides of the Humen Waterway!
"Boom—rumble—"
It was a terrifying roar that was even more muffled, louder, and more chilling than the sound of the previous fire ship explosion!
The sound was like thunder rolling from the heavens!
It was as if it were the roar of a demon god from the deepest hell!
Followed by.
Under the watchful eyes of all the East India Company soldiers, filled with horror and despair.
Hundreds of enormous iron balls, trailing long, crimson flames!
It was like a steel meteor shower from the Grim Reaper!
With a terrifying speed and destructive power that cannot be described in any language!
The massive fleet, already trapped in a sea of fire and unable to advance or retreat, crashed down upon them!
Shenji Battalion!
Fire!
"Do not--"
Barbossa watched as the terrifying barrage of cannon fire rained down from the sky, like a final judgment!
A deep despair, emanating from the very depths of his soul, finally appeared in his single remaining eye!
He can't understand!
He really couldn't understand it!
why? !
Why did he see these Easterners as backward, like natives?
They actually possess such terrifying and advanced artillery?!
Moreover, their artillery was superior in terms of range, power, and accuracy.
They're all far superior to their proud, state-of-the-art British 24-pounder cannons?!
This...this doesn't make sense!
This doesn't align with his entire understanding of the world!
unless……
Unless this Eastern empire is not the backward, closed-off ancient country he imagined it to be!
It is a super war machine that is even more powerful and terrifying than their East India Company!
He was wrong.
He was completely wrong from the very beginning.
He shouldn't have so easily set foot on this mysterious land full of unknowns because of greed.
He should not have underestimated the seemingly cowardly, yet cunning and cruel Easterners of this land because of his arrogance!
however.
It's too late to regret now.
"boom--"
A deafening explosion, more devastating than any before, suddenly rang out!
A 120mm caliber exploding shell from the Shenji Battalion!
It hit the Conqueror's ammunition depot, which contained a large amount of black powder, with perfect accuracy!
A moment!
This is the East India Company's proudest maritime behemoth!
It was like a giant firework that was ignited in an instant!
In a terrifying roar that could make the heavens and earth pale in comparison!
It was blown to pieces and reduced to ashes!
Barbosa, the once invincible "butcher of the seas."
Along with his pipe dream of dominating the world.
Amidst the towering mushroom cloud of flames and thick smoke.
They were blown to pieces, their bodies and souls completely destroyed.
He didn't even have time to let out a final scream.
The destruction of the flagship "Conqueror" was like the heaviest hammer blow, striking the hearts of all East India Company soldiers and shattering their last vestige of will to resist.
They broke down.
Watching that flagship, which once represented invincibility and glory, turn into a towering fireball before my eyes.
Watching their god-like general, along with his ambition to dominate the world, being blown to smithereens.
These Western pirates, who were usually fierce and ruthless and ran rampant at sea, finally experienced what true fear was.
They were all thrown from their armor and weapons, crying and begging for mercy, their previous arrogance and conceit completely gone.
Some tried to escape by jumping into the sea, but the moment they jumped, they were turned into charred corpses by the scalding river water and burning driftwood.
Some knelt on the deck in despair, offering their final, futile confessions and prayers to God, to the Virgin Mary, and to every deity they could think of.
But many more were mercilessly torn to shreds and turned to ashes amidst the overwhelming artillery fire and flames.
At this moment, the entire Humen Waterway truly transformed into a hellish realm.
The river water was stained a strange blackish-red by blood and flames.