Chapter 42 Farewell to Red Earth

Chapter 42 Farewell to Red Earth City

Sure enough, the red warship fired in unison after leaving the coast for dozens of meters, and the shells fell on the red land as if they were free of money.

But the distance changes, and it takes time to adjust the angle of the artillery, and now it has reached the edge of the range.

After paying the price of some casualties, the Yan Dragon Cavalry Brigade still pulled the cannons into the city. Leave a sad look all the way behind.

The adjutant on the wheel looked earthy: "This is the latest main gun. I heard that Yanlong is ingenious..." Looking at Colonel Smith beside him, he finally stopped muttering in time.

These cannons fell into the hands of the other party, and everyone understood what it meant.

Colonel Smith clenched the long white feather arrow in his hand, which was the arrow that broke his beloved pipe. He roared, "That's just the main gun. Do you want the other party to grab a warship?"

The warship in their mouth is the giant ship in the eyes of the Yanlong people. Smith had no doubt that if the brave general was allowed to board the warship, he was afraid that he could really grab a steel warship.

Compared with a warship and dozens of guns on a warship, it is undoubtedly an extremely wise choice for him to order the seven main guns to be withdrawn and discarded.

At this moment, gently touching the feather of the white feather arrow, Smith's eyes have been cast on the shore, and he sighed leisurely, "This Yanlong earth is a Tibetan dragon and crouching tiger heroes that can't be despised... I don't know how long these traps are outside Yanlong City. If the troops don't arrive as soon as possible, this road will be more difficult to go."

No matter how many traps there are in the red land, it is more difficult for their troops to push the artillery on the land to attack and plunder. If there is no artillery, it is really a joke to shake the huge city with those single-shot single-blossal long guns and resist those heroic dragon cavalry.

The official landing war has not yet begun. As the supreme commander of the First Fleet, he actually fell into the other party's calculation. I don't know how angry your majesty will be. The only way today is to urge the war to start as soon as possible. Otherwise, at the speed of the Yanlong man digging traps, in a few days, who knows whether the front will be arranged into a copper wall and iron wall?

"There won't be too many knights like that," Colonel Smith pondered for a long time, "Write an urgent letter to your majesty, that the situation has been figured out and the other party has taken precautions. The fighter can't be slowed down.

Even if there are many traps over there, when tens of thousands of cannons are fired, they will be bombarded into powder first. I see what else can you do? Smith folded the arrow in half and thought fiercely in his heart.

If all seven fleets are together, why do they have to be so embarrassed? As long as you cross the coastal area, how can the Yanlong people dare to go out of the city?

Of course, if you want to attack the city, in addition to concentrating the power of all the artillery in the seven fleets, you have to rely on the charge of the Royal Marine soldiers of the large army.

......

At this moment, in the camp of the Golden Tiger Legion, everyone is not very happy. Because they all know the next big challenge.

Although Captain Mi Gao is an iron man, he has obediently admitted his defeat before Su Yong's abnormal torture. At present, under the close watch of everyone, he tried to fire two shots. He was unwilling but helplessly load the shells, aimed at a mump in the distance, ignited and fired, and became a volunteer instructor.

Then several soldiers of the Military Department of Yanlong conducted a test shot. Under the threat of Su Yong's poor English, Mi Gao had to continue to guide and correct with a bitter face.

After everything was ready and another main gun was sent to the Hongtu City Military Instrument Department for research, Su Yong and Xiao Changfeng said goodbye to Mr. Hong together.

The carriage outside the door was tied to three of the main guns. This time, four main guns were left in the Red Earth City, one of which was studied and imitated by the Military Instruments Department, and the other three were used for city defense. Su Yong only took away three of them, and even took away Captain Mi Gao, who only he could communicate with him.

Su Yong arched his hand and said to the leader of Hong Yuanba, "Lord Hong, you have also seen the power of this main gun. If the red people come together, you can imagine that kind of threat. Please be careful."

Old Mr. Hong nodded and said with a wry smile, "I will try my best to urge him. I hope that the Red Fan will launch an attack later, so that our military equipment department can make it in time, even if it's just part of it... It's bothering Brother Su this time. Thank you very much."

It turned out that Su Yong not only ordered Mi Gao to give them guidance, but also told a lot about the concept of mold casting to the technicians of the military equipment department. Those technicians who already know a little about casting are also amazed to hear the concept of mold making. After all, the metal barrel poured out of bamboo and wood molds is completely different from those knocking weapons. This is of great epoch-making significance for them, but they don't know that these are just preliminary textbooks in later generations.

Imagine how long it will take for a barrel to be hammered out in the traditional way?

But if you use bamboo and wood to make a cylindrical mold, you only need to pour in molten iron. After solidification, it will be basically formed. You only need to polish it slightly and correct it. How much time and energy is saved?

Su Yong's advanced concept has undoubtedly greatly accelerated their progress in imitating this large-scale lethal weapon. Even in the manufacturing history of Yanlong, his temporarily forced helpless behavior should also occupy an important page.

At this time, it can't be said that the cavalry soldiers of the Golden Tiger Army who witnessed him fly and kill the enemy, the technicians of the military workshop, and the unfathomable old man Hong, have a kind of almost respect for him.

Miracle General. His miracle is not only reflected in martial arts and tactics.

In addition to the well-known literary talent.

And knowledge. Or this is the most important thing.

Knowledge is the king's way and the most important factor driving the productivity of an era.

Literary talent and martial arts can't make electric lights and airplanes. Only knowledge, knowledge is omnipotent.

Of course, there are also gods. No matter how scientific progress is like future generations, there are still countless things that are difficult to explain, and there are still legends of gods...

[Dizzy, I'm talking nonsense again...]

At this moment, Su Yong bowed deeply: "Lord Hong, you're welcome. Cherish."

He turned over his horse, led a small team of golden tiger cavalry with Xiao Changfeng, pulled three cannons and quietly walked out of the east gate and walked out along the south end.

......

The road to the south is still infinitely magnificent, but at this moment, their hearts are like arrows, and they have no intention of admiring it for a long time. They just run all the way.

But the three cannons are extremely heavy, not to mention that there are a few large bags of small watermelon shells on the carriage. How can the speed be pulled up?

Looking at the horses pulling the carriage, they were soon soaked and spewing their noses. No matter how anxious Su Yong and Xiao Changfeng were, they could only stay for a while to rest.

This way to the south, while they stopped and walked, it made Captain Mi Gao, the red prisoner, stare at the western beauty of Yanlong.

It was not until the next morning that they rushed to the ancient city of Leizhou with red and swollen eyes.

PS: Let's go to bed early, hehe. This is the end of this volume. The next volume is the Dongdu countries. Most of them are shelling the devils. There is not much space, and it will enter the focus of this article as soon as possible.

Well, finally, happy New Year, get the windfall. Ask for tickets and collections again.