"Quick! Quick! Next target!!!" Thorin the dwarf shouted, ordering the pirates manning the cannons to immediately adjust the artillery angles according to the pre-calculated firing data.
These pirates were supposedly familiar with cannons, but in reality, most of their gunnery skills were self-taught. They knew nothing about many of the technical terms Thorin used, nor did they understand standardized artillery procedures, so they were not particularly fast at adjusting the cannons' angles and positions.
Even so, the gnolls were unable to stop them.
As the entirety of Yeenoghu's City tilted, some of the gnolls began to waver. The reason was quite amusing: they were afraid of Yeenoghu. The moment Yeenoghu's City had tilted as a whole, they had already imagined what awaited them.
Gnoll King Yeenoghu could never accept such humiliation being inflicted upon his capital. The brutal Yeenoghu would use the bloodiest horrors to show every gnoll the consequences of failure.
Thus, many gnolls realized that once Yeenoghu's City had suffered such severe damage, their fates were sealed. The word tyrant was no joke, especially when it came to Yeenoghu. How could he possibly listen calmly to the excuses of these losers?
So many gnolls reconsidered. Even if they somehow managed to save Yeenoghu's City, they would still be killed in the end. Why should they keep risking their lives here? Many gnolls had already begun quietly fleeing.
That was right—such was a demon's integrity. You could never expect them to possess any sense of honor.
As some gnolls began slacking off while others suffered a devastating collapse in morale due to the recent upheaval, the gnoll offensive weakened. The pressure on Solam's side eased once again. As a result, the cannon adjustments proceeded with surprising smoothness!
BOOM!!!!
Another synchronized barrage rang out. In the wake of the bombardment,