The attendant cavalry riding griffins dragged Witch-standard 265mm heavy cannons forward. Accompanying them were firing Cat Lamps and calibration Cat Lamps serving as gun crews. Wearing little steel helmets, these fierce-looking Cat Lamps paced catlike atop the heavy cannons, meow-ao, meow-ao.
The moment enemies approached the artillery positions, these ferocious little Cat Lamps would rout as quickly as the ratmen's artillery crews—just as fast as Chaos Warriors fled!
There was no need to criticize them too harshly. The big cats ran just as fast.
Jiang Han put away her notebook and looked at the artillery attendant units behind the convoy, somewhat puzzled.
Such a heavy cannon ought to be less powerful than weapons like Witch-standard compression cannons, so why was it being used as a regular artillery piece?
Though it was already at the level of naval artillery.
If she had to call it romantic... Jiang Han glanced at a row of tiny black dots in the sky some two or three kilometers away.
With the exceptional eyesight of a giant cat witch, she could make out what those tiny black dots really were: a row of airships armed to the teeth. The airships used extremely stable spatial gasbags, which allowed them to merge with space itself, ensuring steady flight [regardless of weather/status]. Beneath the gasbags, the airship gondolas were each equipped on both sides with battleship-grade heavy cannons of over 400mm.
Within those long barrels were twenty-six mana acceleration coils, capable of firing specially made [Sealed] shells at speeds beyond human imagination.
The casings of those specially made gigantic shells served as seals, while inside were destruction spells approaching Legendary rank. Volcanoes, tsunamis, rain of fire descending from the heavens mixed with acid—even big/little Ivans that would make otherworldly creatures feel right at home.
That muzzle!
That barrel!
Romantic