Human race, but was chased by girls from all races

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After the Tyr fleet lost its core commander, the remaining ships were like a group of dragons without a leader, fighting on their own in panic. The battlefield was already chaotic, and without a commander, the forces could not be integrated at all; on the other hand, the demon fleet, especially its elite demon troops, quickly took advantage of the situation and pursued under Redra's command, and the rhythm of the entire battlefield was instantly reversed.

For a moment, the sea was filled with violent explosions and the shouts of soldiers, and it was in chaos. Without organization and effective command, the warships of Tyr City could only rely on their own strength to support the remaining combat power. Although their fighting will was still very tenacious. However, this tenacious resistance seemed so pale and powerless in front of the powerful dark power of the demons.

The dark clouds in the sky had not disappeared, but the frequency of lightning release had also slowed down a bit. After all, this great magical power that could cause strange phenomena in the world would consume a lot of energy, even with Redra's ability. Just now, it was just to establish prestige and to hit the enemy's morale, so Redra released lightning one after another regardless of the cost. Now that the enemy's flagship has been sunk, it is obviously no longer necessary to use such a hasty rhythm, and it can be finished slowly. However, even if the frequency of lightning release is slowed down, each lightning that falls is still the destruction of a ship.

The demon warships gradually gathered from all directions, intending to surround and destroy the remnant ships of Tyr City. The demon soldiers in the air took advantage of their flying advantage and continuously launched attacks from all angles, cutting the Tyr City's front line into pieces. For these soldiers who were generally only at the level of blue-level and green-level magicians, each of these demon soldiers was also extremely powerful, because the power of black magic was naturally stronger than orthodox magic.

On the warship, the soldiers also tried to use their magic rifles to fight back, but the effect was not good. Thunder energy bullets and fine gold bullets must hit the target directly to produce significant effects, and these soldiers who have only been trained for a month or so obviously cannot hit the target like a sharpshooter. In addition, these demon soldiers are flying units in the air, making it even more difficult to hit them. It is estimated that only the explosive range damage of the fire energy bullet can slightly scratch it. This also caused the fire energy bullet ammunition reserves of each ship to be consumed at an extremely fast speed, and they were all exhausted in a short while.

Without the fire energy bullets, they could only use the remaining two types of ammunition to fight back. Although the effect was not good, at least they could hit one or two shots if they were lucky. Once they hit directly, the thunder energy bullets and fine gold bullets were still very effective in killing the flesh of the demon soldiers. A thunder energy bullet not only electrocuted the demon soldiers to a crisp on the outside and tender on the inside, but also caused their muscles to spasm, so that they could not maintain their flying posture and fell into the sea; the fine gold bullet was even more terrible. This bullet was so powerful that it was even a little cruel. If it hit the arm, it could directly shoot off the arm, hit the leg, and hit the torso, it would directly create a blood hole the size of a basketball. Not to mention hitting the head, it would be like a watermelon exploding...

But despite this, the remaining resistance of the Tyre fleet was still very weak. As the ships were sunk one after another, the soldiers' will to resist became weaker and weaker, but their desire to escape became stronger and stronger. Unfortunately, they could not fly and could not escape on their own. In this vast ocean, they were still just trapped beasts on the ship.

"We are surrounded! What should we do?" The panicked crew shouted, trying to find new instructions. However, even at this moment, they still did not receive any effective instructions. The Tyre Fleet had lost its core, and the current situation was almost one-sided and heading for failure. The captains of the remaining ships were forced to act on their own and try to break out with the ships that were still able to fight.

The difficult breakout meant that the ships would inevitably become disconnected, and every time a Tyrian warship tried to break through the enemy's encirclement alone, it would be attacked by fierce artillery fire from the demon warships. The solid armor that those warships once prided themselves on now seemed so fragile under the attack of dark lightning and intensive artillery fire, and they disintegrated one after another under the heavy pressure.

"Destroy them, don't let them run away." Redra gave the order in a cold tone. For him, this was not just a partial victory. If the Tyre City resistance fleet could be completely destroyed, it would mean that the sea control of the Sea of ​​Aquarius would be completely under his control. The fleet he led to attack this time was not all of his troops. There were still a large number of troops stranded on the west coast in the rear, especially those elite monsters and giant monsters.

After all, to transport these troops, they can only use special transport ships. If they don't have control of the sea, it will be a bit troublesome if they are attacked and intercepted halfway. If they can annihilate the main fleet of Tyre in this battle and force the remaining ships to close the port, it can be regarded as achieving the strategic goal.

As time passed, the situation on the battlefield became more and more tragic. The warriors who once firmly defended Tyre City could only fight to the death, even at the cost of their lives, to gain a glimmer of hope for their companions. The bodies of the fallen comrades, along with the wreckage of the sunken warship, floated on the cold sea and gradually disappeared between the waves.

On both sides of the battlefield, the leading ships of the first and second squadrons of the Tyr City Fleet were still trying to maintain their formation and use their last firepower to open a passage. Just now, they were still wandering on the edge of the battlefield according to their tactics, so they did not fall into the center of the melee, and now they had the best hope of escaping. However, the idea was beautiful, but the reality was cruel. After realizing that they wanted to retreat, the demon warships immediately surrounded them and blocked them. Therefore, this was also an effort that was destined to be unresponsive, especially with the vortex of dark clouds hovering in the sky, staring at the entire battlefield like a giant eye of a demon. Once someone showed up, lightning would immediately strike and destroy them directly. Under the huge number and firepower of the enemy, the hope of breaking through began to become increasingly slim.

The soldiers in Tyre felt more and more desperate. Although many of them remained steadfast and fought bravely without fear of sacrifice, they were outnumbered. They could neither win nor retreat. In this case, the only option left was to fight to the death. Unfortunately, if someone could unify the command and dispatch of these warships and break out in one direction, there might be some hope. If they just dispersed and broke out in various directions, it would be futile and self-destructive.

As the battle drew to a close, Redra gradually stopped attacking and just stood with his hands behind his back, as if admiring the web of destruction he had carefully woven. The remaining ships of the Tyr fleet were all destroyed by the magic light and artillery fire.

"The new weapons of the magic world... As toys, they are indeed very well designed. It's a pity that they can't become anything big..." A trace of cruel coldness emerged on Redra's face, exaggerating the contempt of the victor.

Finally, under the shadows of the enemies, the last few warships of Tyr's main fleet were destroyed one by one. In just one hour, the entire Tyr fleet was completely destroyed in the black lightning, the siege of the demon soldiers and the raging artillery fire. The remaining flames on the sea surface did not dissipate for a long time, as if they were a perpetual lamp lit for those heroic sacrifices. As for the floating wood fragments and the swollen bodies floating on the water, they cast lonely shadows, like tombstones on the sea, silently telling of their previous unyielding resistance and loyalty.

The battlefield was completely silent, with only the sea breeze gently blowing away the remaining dust. Of the ninety-six warships of the Tyr City Fleet, except for the twenty reserve warships that did not participate in the battle, the remaining seventy-six ships, which were the main fleet, were all sunk. The fleet's commander-in-chief was also killed in the battle. In addition, there were also various types of warships that came from the second blockade line and the first blockade line for support. Almost all of them were lost, but because they were too scattered, they were not included in the calculation. In short, in this battle, the Tyr City Fleet lost nearly a hundred warships, while the Demon Fleet lost only about twenty or thirty ships, and these losses were only caused at the beginning. Since Redra began to use his magical powers, there have been almost no more losses.

"Congratulations, my lord! Congratulations, my lord! In this battle, we almost wiped out the enemy with a casualty ratio of nearly 1 to 4!" After the battle, Chelister came to Redra excitedly and said with a grin.

"Haha, Chalister, can you please be more ambitious? It's just a partial victory." Redra glanced at Chalister and said. His eyes passed the battlefield and looked towards the distant city of Tyre. He knew that this was not the end, but just the beginning of a bigger plan...