The fiefdom increases by 1 soldier in 1 second, and the empress kneels down and begs not to rebel

"Watch out for the shells! Stay behind the cover! Don't show your body!"

"Be careful to avoid!"

Urgent shouts continued to ring out in the coastal fortifications, while the sounds of artillery fire and explosions became louder. The western coast of the Star Islands, which was under heavy bombing, had fallen into flames of war.

The turrets standing on the seabed were indeed solid, but under the bombardment of artillery shells fired from thousands of meters away, these buildings began to tremble, which made the gunners in the turrets feel great fear. In the past, they would have turned this fear into rage and fired back at the enemy's artillery fire, but at this moment they could not do it.

The enemy ships were far away, and the weapons in the turrets were unable to launch effective attacks on them at the moment. Even if they were fired, they would only fall into the sea. Therefore, the gunners could only hide in the turrets and stay away from the windows as much as possible to avoid being affected by the explosion.

If they cannot fight back, they can only passively take the beating. The occasional explosions on the artillery platform make the gunners more and more nervous. They can only hope that the enemy's bombing will not last too long, and at the same time hope that the building that protects them can withstand such bombing.

Under the same heavy bombardment, the defensive bunkers on the shore were much better. Those bunkers, built with hundreds of kilograms of hard boulders mixed with mortar, remained unmoved by the current bombardment. Although the soldiers inside were a little panicked, these reliable fortifications gave them a lot of confidence.

The enemy's bombing, at least for now, cannot have much impact on them. At most, it can only confine them to these fortifications. But the situation is still not optimistic. After all, casualties have already occurred. When the first round of shelling came, some soldiers who failed to hide in the fortifications in time were unfortunately killed.

Those buildings that were not entirely made of stone were beginning to collapse, but fortunately there were not too many such fortifications. The importance of the Star Islands meant that the island's fortifications were designed to be an iron wall from the beginning of their construction. For this reason, every Goth firmly believed that with the Star Islands and the Brandu Strait guarding them, no enemy would ever be able to reach the country.

But this continuous bombing still makes some soldiers worried. Under the current circumstances, they are completely unable to fight back. Everyone has already taken shelter in the fortifications. If the enemy continues to bomb, they will be suppressed forever.

Sasha in the tower was naturally aware of this problem. Although he believed that the fortifications were strong enough, if they were continuously bombarded by the enemy without being able to fight back, how long could such a defense last?

Like the rest of the soldiers, he could only hope that the enemy's current heavy bombardment would not last too long.

"Boom boom boom!"

Whistling artillery shells shuttled through the air, and large-caliber explosive bombs continued to fall on the coast and then exploded. The soft ground had even been blown into countless holes, and even the compacted soil gradually became bumpy.

The bombardment had been going on for nearly an hour. Compared to the beginning of the bombardment, the enemy's fire suppression seemed to have weakened a little, but the faces of the soldiers hiding in the bunkers were getting worse and worse.

Dust was constantly falling above their heads, and the wall they were leaning against was shaking. From time to time, there were several loud explosions above their heads or around them. The explosion of each shell made the soldiers feel depressed.

Indeed, the enemy seemed to be firing fewer shells, but their shooting was becoming more and more accurate. At first, the shells just fell indiscriminately all over the coast, but now the enemy was specifically targeting each fortification for precision bombing.

In this situation, the soldiers did not dare to leave the bunker. Some artillerymen even carefully stayed away from the muzzle windows, because the outer wall was subjected to the most intense bombardment. A moment ago, some people were injured by shrapnel ejected from the aftermath of the explosion.

The situation became increasingly serious, and the precise fire suppression increased the pressure on the soldiers.

At sea, as the party launching the attack, the Yan State fleet has now begun the next action.

On the Dinghai, Qin Ze frowned tightly. What was happening was somewhat beyond his expectations. The bombardment had been going on for such a long time, but he did not see the Gothic fortifications being destroyed on a large scale. Although those bunkers had been accurately shot, they were still standing. This was definitely not the scene he wanted to see.

However, the bombardment was not without effect. At least with the ranging corrections in each round of bombardment, the shells fired by our side became more and more accurate. The enemy artillery batteries standing on the seabed, which were the main targets, now appeared to be in ruins.

Although the bunkers could not be dealt with at the moment, Qin Ze knew that he could not delay any longer, so a moment ago, he ordered the armored transport ships carrying the infantry to head towards the beach.

The battleships continued to fire from a long range, providing fire cover for the infantry's subsequent landing.

Such tactical moves were naturally seen by the Goths on the island. Sasha on the tower immediately gave orders when he saw the warships approaching.

"Get within range and aim all your guns at their ships!"

"Sink them all!"

In fact, Sasha, who said this, knew that this was an almost impossible goal to achieve. Under such fire suppression, it was now a question whether all the artillery in the fortifications could complete their firing.

Not to mention the enemy's unique warships.

Through the telescope, he discovered that the hulls of those warships were different from those of traditional warships. The metallic color made him judge that those warships should be equipped with iron armor.

Then, in the case of armored coverage, the destructive power of the solid shells fired by our side may not be enough. Perhaps hundreds of shells must be accurately fired at an enemy ship to cause effective damage.

His concerns were soon confirmed.

A moment later, as the ironclad ships approached the coast, the gunners in the fortifications finally got their chance. Although they were still under fire suppression, they began to set up their guns and fire fearlessly.

Large-caliber solid bullets were loaded into the boring tubes one after another, amid the roars of the gunners.

"Bang bang bang!"

They were finally able to fight back!

At this moment, the Yan State warships had all put away their sails and switched to steam power. Some of the shells fired from the shore fell into the sea, and some hit the hull.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Unlike the explosive shells they fired that exploded on contact, the solid shells fired from the opposite side only made such a crashing sound. The shells that hit the side of the ship made a mark on the hull armor and fell to the bottom of the sea. The shells that fell on the ship bounced twice after touching the iron deck and then rolled around.

Amid the sound of banging and clanging, the infantrymen of the Yan Kingdom waiting for orders in the cabin had grim expressions on their faces, tightly grasping their guns, just waiting to step onto land.

On the tower, the staff officer finally shouted anxiously:

"Sir! We can't seem to penetrate their armor!"