Liu Xitian commanded the Japanese to push the Chuyang cannon to a mile before stopping, so that the Japanese people at such a distance from the city could easily hit them.

"Hurry up! Move quickly, slow down and be careful of the cannonballs that fall from the city. Fast! Fast! Fast! At the urging of Liu Xitian, the Japanese people desperately fixed the artillery.

Matsuura Saburo at the head of the castle also saw the cannon pushed by the Haikou under the castle, and when he saw the thick muzzle, he couldn't help but swallow.

The muzzle of the cannon is too thick, there is wood! Even a child can easily put it in, and this has to shoot a large projectile.

"Where's the big tube? Are you all dead? Matsuura Saburo was also in a hurry, he wasn't sure if the walls could hold back the projectiles.

The only way to do this is to preemptively destroy the cannons of the pirates, and the barrels that were originally hidden at the head of the city can no longer be kept, and if the walls are destroyed by the pirates, it will be too late.

On his orders, three 6-pounder guns, which had been hidden in the dead end, were pushed over. The Japanese gunners pushed these large cylinders to the battlements a dozen paces away, and three of them were knocked to the ground by the flying masonry.

Fortunately, at some cost, the big tube was finally pushed over. The Japanese gunners were busy for a while, and the three large barrels were finally loaded with shells.

These three guns were not made by the Japanese people, they were heavy guns that the Nagasaki shogun had purchased from the Franco-Robot for a large price.

Just these three big tubes used 10,000 silver judgments, and if it weren't for the crisis, Matsuura Saburo wouldn't have used it at all. Every time it is not a cannonball, it is a silver judgment of white flowers.

Liu Xitian, who was under the city, had just loaded the Chuyang cannon with ammunition when he saw the head of the city withdrawing three artillery pieces aimed at him.

Cold sweat appeared on his forehead in an instant, and he didn't care much, so he grabbed the red-hot iron tongs and stabbed them into the blast hole.

At this time, the artillery at the head of the city also fired projectiles, and the condescending bombardment of the 6-pounder cannon was very impressive.

A Chuyang cannon was directly hit, and the gun carriage fell apart in an instant. The shells bounced off the ground and knocked down two more widows.

The Japanese people have seen the power of artillery, and they remember Liu Xitian's words. When the enemy fires the artillery, he must lie down with his head in his hands, and the more he runs around, the faster he will die.

Although the remaining two shells did not hit the Chuyang cannon, they also wounded several Japanese people. Even Liu Xitian himself was hit in the thigh by a flying stone, and the instantaneous pain made him fall to the ground holding his thigh.

The iron tongs that were supposed to be poked into the cannon hole also fell to the ground, and for a while, the entire people in the early sun cannon position were lying on the ground.

Only Ichiro Yamamoto, who was at a loss, was still standing in place in a daze. He saw that Liu Xitian was injured, and ran over quickly to check the injury.

Liu Xitian pushed Ichiro Yamamoto away and shouted loudly: "Hurry up and fire the cannon!" He kept pointing at the pincers that had fallen on the ground with his hands.

Although Ichiro Yamamoto couldn't understand Liu Xitian's words, he also knew the urgency of the matter. grabbed the iron tongs and looked at Liu Xitian at a loss, and saw Liu Xitian pointing at the cannon before he suddenly realized.

He quickly poked the iron tongs into the blast hole, but fortunately, the iron tongs were not completely cold. The gunpowder in the cannon hole was ignited instantly, and the gunpowder in the barrel of the cannon exploded with tremendous force, propelling the 24-pound iron ball into the air.

Ichiro Yamamoto's ears were really buzzed by the loud noise, and he was so frightened that the killer threw away the iron tongs. One ass went underground, his mouth was wide open, and he looked at the city blankly.

The light of the fire from the first sun cannon jumped Matsuura Saburo at the head of the castle, and he closed his eyes and waited for death to come. But he closed his eyes and was not hit by the artillery, and when he opened his eyes, he was relieved.

It turns out that Haikou's cannon is just a scare thing, and I don't know where to hit such a loud cannonball!

Suddenly, he heard a sharp whistling above him, and before he could look up. A huge projectile smashed into the city, and more than 20 catties of iron balls fell from the sky, smashing the heart of the entire city wall several times.

A crack was smashed into the originally strong city wall, and it took a while for Saburo Matsuura to pat the dust on his head and look around.

A large hole appeared in the flat city wall, and the iron ball embedded in it was terrifying.

The three guns were even more staggered, and one of the gunners was killed by rubble. He immediately realized that if such a cannon was allowed to hit continuously, the strongest walls would be destroyed.

"Shoot! Shoot back and knock out the pirates' big tubes! "The Japanese gunners, under the command of Matsuura, were busy around three more guns.

Liu Xitian under the city has recovered his strength, although the place where he was hit by the stone is still faintly painful, but it does not affect his actions.

"Dog's day! Dare to plot against Lao Tzu! If you don't pop out your egg yolk today, Lao Tzu has your surname! "Liu Xitian suffered such a big loss for the first time, he didn't expect that the Nagasaki garrison would hide the artillery to yin himself.

If it weren't for his fate, he would have been bombarded into pulp. If you suffer a loss, you will fight back, and it is not his character to just suffer a loss and not fight back.

The firing of the city's head artillery just now had already revealed their position, and Liu Xitian commanded the Japanese to adjust the angle of the remaining Chuyang cannons.

The Changxing Army, which was often trained, had a clear advantage in the speed of firing artillery, and it took a few breaths to reload the projectile.

The gunners who were bombarding the city wall in the distance saw that their captain was under attack, and they all hit the cannon here. For a time, this section of the city wall was beaten to the ground of bricks and stones, and several Japanese gunners could not stand up at all.

Despite Matsuura's constant urgings, the reloading of the cannon was interrupted by flying rubble. A busy gunner was hit by a shell, and his body was torn apart in an instant.

Splatters of flesh splattered the surrounding guns, and the gunners who braved the shelling to load the projectiles were frightened, and they would rather be beheaded than beaten to pieces by the artillery. The remaining gunners ignored his call, turned and ran down the city.

Seeing the gunner fleeing, Saburo Matsuura turned his head to look at the castle again. He was horrified to find that the pirates had loaded the projectile in just a few breaths, and were making the final adjustments to the city.

Unable to care about the fleeing gunners, Saburo Matsuura personally ran to the cannon and pushed a loaded gun towards the battlement.

The heavy artillery was pushed forward by him with great difficulty, and every step forward required great force. The cannonballs whistling in his ears hit, and every time the strong wind swept out of Matsuura, Saburo Matsuura's face hurt.

Finally retreating the artillery to the battlement, Matsuura Saburo had to go and get the torch again. He picked up the torch and was about to turn around when there were several earth-shattering noises from under the city.

"Not good! The pirates have fired! Matsuura Saburo ran back quickly, and just as he was three steps away from the artillery, a cannonball from the Hatsusun cannon fell from the sky.

A huge projectile smashed into Matsuura's feet, sending Matsuura into the air. Before he could hit the ground, he was hit by another cannonball, which turned into a cloud of blood mist in the air.