Chapter 723 Artificial Waterfall
"ah!"
Screams of fear rang out from the top of the cliff.
These players had anticipated various scenarios, but they never expected that someone would actually let them down.
Physical release of water.
None of their ships were anchored, and it was not permitted for them to do so in such a place.
The sudden appearance of the gap caused their ship to be carried towards the gap by the flowing water.
A small frigate closest to the gap didn't even have time to react before it was swept away by the turbulent current and washed away for the whole afternoon.
Boom!
The small frigate rolled down a cliff more than 300 meters high and fell into the water.
It had bad luck as the superstructure fell into the water first. At that height, the water surface was almost the same as concrete, and the command room was directly smashed to pieces.
However, at such a high altitude, it didn't matter which side hit the water first. The huge impact directly broke the keel of the frigate, and the entire warship broke into several sections.
A few lucky players dodged several attacks and just got out of the cabin. Before they had time to rejoice in their survival, they saw another large warship roaring down from the sky.
"Fuck!" The player didn't even have time to raise his middle finger before he was beaten into a pulp by the whizzing battleship.
The battleship that had crashed down hadn't even had time to break apart before it was smashed into pieces by another battleship that was roaring down.
Bang, bang, one warship after another crashed down, and soon the original cliff turned into a small steel mountain.
The flickering light caused the hill to rapidly lower its height, while the warships that fell one after another continued to increase the height of the steel hill.
Below the cliff, the falling warship was competing with the dissipating light of death to see who was faster.
The players on the cliff are not having an easy time either.
In order to fight against the turbulent current, they quickly started their engines and sailed in the opposite direction at high speed , trying to escape the speed of the current.
However, they miscalculated the speed at which the engine would start.
Starting a ship is not like starting a car engine, where you just ignite it and step on the accelerator.
Starting the engine takes time, and some coal-fired dreadnoughts even need to be preheated several hours in advance.
What they lack now is time.
A large number of ships were washed away when they failed to reach the predetermined speed.
Just when these players were terrified and thought they were about to die, a dull thud pulled them out of their fear.
They were surprised to find that their boat had hit the rock wall of the cliff.
It turned out that the water flowed too quickly, causing many boats to be washed away before they had a chance to be washed out.
The bottoms of the ships hit the rock wall and stopped.
"call--"
A sense of clarity and clarity of having survived a disaster rose in everyone's heart.
However, they soon discovered a problem: why was the water level still dropping?
A player jumped onto the cliff, clung to the edge and looked down.
He was shocked to find that the gap was not only in the upper area, but there was also a big hole in the lower area, and the turbulent water was constantly rushing out.
"Let the water level drop. It's better than falling in and dying."
Many players thought thankfully.
However, they quickly put aside this naive idea.
The water below flowed away, the water level dropped, and the height of their ship also dropped.
However, the height of the rock wall did not decrease.
Looking at the rock wall that was at least fifty meters high, a question arose in their minds: how were they going to get out?
"Does anyone know how to get out?" asked a player.
"Ask Lord Shangguan. He was the one who found this place and activated the mechanism. As long as he opens the mechanism, we can get out."
"What about Lord Shangguan?"
"It fell down with the flowing water, and directly crushed the steel mountain, smashing it into pieces."
Another player said.
"It doesn't matter if he dies, the question is, what should we do?"
"Isn't there a hole here? How about we get out from here?"
Suddenly a player pointed at the leaking hole next to him and said.
The other players looked at the hole. It was not small, but it was not big enough for a ship to enter or exit.
If they wanted to leave, they had to abandon ship and escape.
However, the ship is their most important means of transport, and all their belongings are stored on board.
How can they survive in this hostile world without the ship?
In order to prepare for this ambush, they gathered most of their main forces, and now they were all killed here at once. How are they going to deal with those players from the enemy camp who are crazy with killing?
Before, they relied on their strong ships and powerful guns to bully the players in the car camp.
If this were caught by players from the enemy camp, who knows how he would be treated.
For a moment, the remaining players were divided into two factions.
One group advocated staying here, waiting for the opportunity, and holding on until help comes.
The other group advocated jumping off the boat immediately and walking along the river bank, perhaps encountering ships from the same camp.
At worst, a group of people could try to steal a few cars and sneak into the enemy camp.
Just as they were arguing, they suddenly heard a whistling sound above their heads.
They looked up and saw dozens of missiles with sharp warheads coming vertically towards them.
Boom, boom!
A series of explosions sounded.
They no longer need to make a choice, because Zhang Tuohai has already made the choice for them.
They will all be buried in this fjord.
In order to get rid of them all at once, Zhang Tuohai even replaced all of them with fuel-air explosive warheads.
The air in the entire fjord was burned away. Because it was a semi-enclosed space, the temperature inside the fjord rose rapidly, like a steamer.
Zhang Tuohai looked at the scene in the fjord and felt that it was familiar.
He recalled carefully and found that this was exactly what happened when Zhuge Liang burned the Rattan Armor Army.
The only difference is that Zhuge Liang used kerosene, while he used fuel-air bombs.
Watching the boats in the fjord turn into streams of light and disappear, Zhang Tuohai prepared to send self-propelled machines in to collect the remaining bronze treasure chests.
Just then, he suddenly saw a moving figure.
He turned his head and saw a figure crawling out from the tower of the Sea Throne that was stuck upside down on the ground.
The man looked extremely disheveled, his face was blackened by smoke, and his clothes were full of holes of varying sizes. He looked not much better than a beggar.
However, what attracted people's attention the most was that this guy was carrying a huge black lacquered coffin on his back.
The coffin was completely black, with reliefs of ghosts carved around it, making it look eerie.
At this time, the sun had already set and the sky was pitch dark. The man was carrying the coffin and crawling forward carefully on the ground.
If it weren’t for the Yechengxiang system, Zhang Tuohai really wouldn’t have been able to find him.
"Where is this guy going? Why is he carrying a coffin? Is it a rune weapon?" Zhang Tuohai flew over with questions in mind.
