Chapter 3 The Bird of the Bow

The cannonballs roaring in unison were like thunder falling in the nine heavens, hitting the thick dusty land in front of the red cannon bracket, and countless flesh and limbs flew in an instant.

These soldiers of the first column of the Western Royal Marine Corps, who had just rushed out excitedly, crawled on the ground for only 20 meters, and were blown into large pieces by the anger of the Yanlong.

Almost all the soldiers of the first column of the Marine Corps died in this round of artillery fire. Hundreds of elite soldiers were spared by the intensive attack of Yanlong. Even a few of them fell behind were seriously injured. As for rushing to the front, the body had been pierced by the iron ball that had been hit hard before the shell exploded.

Yanlong's sudden neat bombardment immediately stunned the red fans.

Colonel Smith wiped a few drops of flesh and blood and dust splashed on his face, hurriedly grabbed the telescope hanging around his neck, and looked at the shining red clay wall in front of him.

And dozens of meters behind him, the backbone command team, as the command center of Westerners, was also shocked at this time.

Raymond will be the highest officer in this big attack. At this moment, he looked at the front with a pale face and roared after a moment: "Who is directing in front of him? Isn't it human to be a fucking soldier?"

A major general next to him squinted and said, "It seems to be Colonel Smith's vanguard."

Raymond was furious: "He has a fart vanguard. His people are all on the boat. They are all my people." After a pause, he shouted, "Bry him to come and see me." If it hadn't been for Smith's repeated incitement in front of His Majesty and this large-scale attack, where would he have won a position as a front-line commander?

The Royal Marines and the Navy have always been at odds with each other, but because this is an ocean-going battle, they have to cooperate with each other, and there will naturally be some interspersed. And this Smith asked for a vanguard command position in front of His Majesty, but at this moment, all the soldiers who landed were all Marines.

And Lieutenant General Raymond has always been worried about Colonel Smith's burial of a guard, that is, the team of Miko.

The major general stood upright and quickly called someone over.

At this moment, Smith has carefully calculated with the help of the gunfire in front of him and muttered, "It's still made for them. Fortunately, it's only a hundred cannons, and it won't be too much of a headache.

He waved coldly to the gunners: "The target is right in front of you. Give me a fierce bombard. Don't stop."

Then he turned back and looked at the adjutant: "Order the second column to prepare, charge at full speed when the gunfire suppresses the opponent, and be sure to fire smoke bombs before reaching the opponent's bunker gap..."

However, his originally wise decision was interrupted by a flying messenger.

The Marine rushed to him and saluted him: "Coloner Smith, Lieutenant General Raymond is looking for you."

Smith frowned and whispered to the adjutant, "Do as I say in a minute. I'll take care of something."

Naturally, this sentence did not fall into the ears of the messenger who had already turned around and was about to leave.

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On the other side, Su Yong, Hong Yuanba and Xiao Changfeng almost stood separately behind the nearly a hundred cannons, using their sharp eyes to direct the direction of the cannons.

At this time, the archers and arrows in the middle position have been dispersed to other positions, and all the blocking on the front has been completely handed over to these black whirlwind artillery.

With the loud shouts of old man Su Yonghong and Xiao Changfeng from time to time, the artillery roared from time to time, and the angry gunfire fell in front of the Western troops who were about to move, blocking their steps back.

"It's faster, faster, faster." Su Yong kept shouting and using his power to speed up the gunners who filled the ignition. This time, I came to support. Although the large guns were not much cast, the shells were enough. Since this is to create the other party's illusion to win time, you might as well waste a little.

And the busy gunner seemed to have found some kind of tacit understanding under his command. After a little busyness at the beginning, he quickly found a feeling. There are only about six gunners per gun, but after a tight division of labor, the overall loading speed can vaguely catch up with those red people who have been trained for many years.

Speed and efficiency can really be forced out.

From time to time, the sky has drawn extremely bright huge fireworks, and the ground keeps spraying to produce huge fire tree honeysuckle. Under several rounds of sharp blows by the dragon gunners, the disadvantage of the war was slowly pulled over, and they seemed to have returned to a state of stiffness.

"As long as we can hold on for one more day, more artillery will be brought in." Su Yong's voice pierced the sound of the cannon and clearly reached Commander Hong's ear: "At this time tomorrow, the bloodline leader will lead more people and artillery."

Old Mr. Hong nodded. Although Su Yong didn't say anything, he knew that since the serum wind could come in person, the Japanese pirates in the southeast must have been completely recovered by Su Yong. How did the other party accomplish so many things in such a short time?

Old Hong looked at his face, which was stained with dust but was still full of vitality, and couldn't help sighing, "It seems that I'm old."

"I hope the other party can't see that we only have one hundred guns." He replied in a loud voice.

But as soon as his voice fell, he saw that it was suddenly as bright as day in front of him. Hundreds of cannons roared at the opposite side at the same time. A huge row of fan-shaped shells were dragging sparks and approaching their pupils.

This shocking fireworks show was just a moment in the air. A moment later, hundreds of shells fell under the wall not far in front of them. The already broken bunker was extinguished in an instant. The deep pit that blew up had touched the foundation of the Red Earth City, and even the heart of the earth seemed to tremble fiercely.

Su Yong looked at him with shock on his face. The Westerners' such a positive attack undoubtedly see through their own strength. With his own hundred artillery, and the arrows that are seriously insufficient, he really can't compete with the other party's nearly a thousand main guns and more secondary guns, even with this majestic wall.

"The other party has a telescope," Su Yong pondered for a moment, but even if there is a telescope, it can't be seen clearly if it is not close in the smoke. He turned to Xiao Changfeng and said, "The other party is in the nearby commander. If you see someone holding a cylindrical object, that person must be very important. General Xiao wants to kill him."

Xiao Changfeng nodded, took off the long bow from behind, and looked at it carefully.

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And on the side of the red man, after a rumbling. Lieutenant General Raymond shouted angrily again: "Who gave the order? Who called the gun?"

Colonel Smith, who had just approached, quickly answered, "Vadmiral Raymond, it's my order. Adults, don't be nervous. The Yanlong people only have less than a hundred cannons. I have seen it clearly..."

Hearing the other party tell him not to be nervous, Raymond was even more angry: "Nervous? How many battles have you fought? How many royal soldiers have you killed by constantly commanding indiscriminately? He exhaled deeply, calmed down, and then continued to roar, "Colonel Smith, do you know how many shells are left? You are not nervous and squander the resources of the Royal Marines desperately.

There has been continuous gunfire in the past few days. Although the Yanlong people are extremely short of arrows, why have they not been limited? The city has not been broken yet, but nearly half of their gunpowder reserves have been used up, which is very unfavorable to subsequent attacks.

Even if they can break the city tonight, if they can't cause more effective damage to the other party, I'm afraid they won't be able to stay here for a few days. After all, they have seen the power of the Yan Dragon Cavalry, and the single-petal long gun seems to be difficult to pose too much threat to the opponent's armor in range.

Their control mainly depends on the powerful artillery. Raymond will be very clear about this.

Officials oppress people to death. Smith did not dare to argue with him. He swallowed a breath and argued eagerly, "Middle General Raymond, the other party really only has a hundred cannons. If you don't believe it, you can come closer and have a look." He hurriedly took off the telescope around his neck and handed it over.

Raymond snorted and grabbed it. At this time, although the telescope was a rare item, Lieutenant General Raymond naturally had it, but he didn't always hang it around his neck like these captains who were used to ocean voyages.

He raised his eyes and frowned gradually. Smith said in a hurry, "Lord Raymond, you have to go closer to see it clearly."

Lieutenant General Raymond stared at him and took a small step forward cautiously surrounded by several guards.

However, before he could get out of the distance, a sad roar came.

Finally, the distance was too far. Raymond subconsciously bowed his head, and the roaring arrow sank into the chest of a guard beside him.

Lieutenant General Raymond, who was pale, angrily smashed the telescope in his hand at Colonel Smith: "Catch him."

When he ran back to his place in confusion, took out a towel to wipe his sweat, and then roared, "In front of him is still the range of the Yanlong people, and the frontal forward artillery line immediately retreated ten meters."