Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Destroyed Will
'......Boom'
About half a minute after the explosion of the first shell, the second shell followed.
After adjusting the firing elements, the accuracy of the second shell was obviously a little higher than that of the first shell.
The second shell hit the bluestone road under the city walls.
An orange-red flame instantly rose into the air, enveloping all objects in the surrounding area into the raging flames.
The earth could no longer bear the threat posed by the shell, and finally reluctantly surrendered.
The bluestone road was ruthlessly torn into small pieces of gravel by shells, mixed with shrapnel from shells, dirt, and some wood nearby.
With the crater as the center, quickly fly in all directions, flying as far as you can, and burrow into each enemy as much as possible.
The gravel and civil engineering, which seemed to be no threat on weekdays, became a guy who was enough to kill people at this moment.
'Bang Bang ......'
A lot of shrapnel from the rubble that was blown off by the shock wave of the shell explosion fell from the sky in pieces with the hot heat.
And the soldiers who have been prepared for a long time can only protect their heads with their hands according to the way they have learned before, and then curl up as much as possible with their bodies, and then they can only resign themselves to fate.
The shrapnel from the gravel that fell from the sky hurt very much on the body, and the places where it was hit were even more blue and purple, and even blood was faintly oozing out in some places.
But there was not a single soldier who lost his combat effectiveness. However, the soldiers who were hit were no better, and their bodies were in pain.
The shock wave from the explosion of the shell carried the debris shrapnel into the air and finally smashed on the person. Although their strength has disappeared, after all, these things are falling from the sky.
Without the power of the blast wave of the cannonball, the power of falling objects is also there.
Fortunately, the city wall was already several meters high, and the shrapnel of these rubbles was also extremely dispersed in the air, and the number of people who finally fell on the city wall was not very large, and only four or five soldiers were unfortunately hit.
It seemed to see the fear of the defenders on the city walls, and the coalition artillery, located far away from the inner city, became more and more powerful.
Shells were delivered one after another, exploding one after another, destroying one building after another.
After walking by the river for a long time, how can the shoes not get wet?
Although most of the shells were dodged, in the end, one shell fell directly on the city wall, and this shell directly overturned the soldiers hiding nearby.
In mid-air, you can even see the stumps and severed arms of the human body, and some mutilated corpses were lifted into the air from the city wall by the shock wave caused by the explosion, and then fell heavily under the city wall.
The blood, under the smoke of the war, also turned a little black, and lost its original color.
This shell caused huge casualties to a battalion on the city wall, because the wall itself is dense, and the walls on both sides, although not high, also form a sealed space.
This shell directly killed more than 10 people, and also injured more than 10 people.
Most of the soldiers who died were carried away by the shock wave caused by the explosion of the shells, except for a few who were near the explosion point.
The violent shock wave directly shredded the person's internal organs, if the external injury can still be treated, but the internal injury, there is no other choice but to wait for death.
In addition to the soldiers, the three coalition soldiers who were tied to the outermost pillar were also killed by the shrapnel from the rubble rolled up by the shells, and four or five others were wounded as a result.
Michael, who had been observing the situation under the city, suddenly felt a sigh in his heart after seeing this scene, but he could only helplessly urge the soldiers who went to inform the artillery to run faster, so that they could stop the damn shelling immediately.
On the city wall, there was already an atmosphere of fear, and with the casualties caused by this cannonball, fear once again enveloped everyone's hearts.
Many soldiers could only curl up their bodies fiercely, hating to stuff the whole person into the brick crack.
Although they have done a good job of protecting themselves, they still can't escape the fate of death.
The explosion of cannonballs was close to their ears, the impact of the air, the urging of shrapnel from rubble hitting the city walls, all of them were destroying their will.
Even many soldiers could only hide there and tremble, but there was no way to deal with it.
This was the first time many of them had encountered artillery, and it was clear that no one wanted to see these things anymore under such circumstances.
For a moment, the sound of cries filled the city walls, but most of the voices came from the foreigners who had been taken hostage.
In any case, they could not accept the fate of being killed by their own fire, and they roared wildly, as if to let the damned artillerymen behind them hear that they had blown up their own people.
The shells that continued to be sent seemed to respond to the shouts of these people.
No matter how much you shout at your throat, it's useless in a place like this.
The shells were destroying not only the will of the soldiers of the first battalion, but also the will of the soldiers of the coalition forces.
And Michael, who originally hoped that the addition of artillery could suppress the morale of the other party and boost his own morale at the same time, suddenly found that the morale of his side seemed to be even lower than that of the other side.
However, there was no solution for him.
I don't know how long it took, but the sound of the cannon finally stopped.
The sound of crying on the city wall is still there, and this time the artillery of the coalition army fired thirty or forty shells, but the only one that really brought casualties to the first battalion was the one that hit the city wall directly, and the rest did not cause too many casualties to the first battalion.
But even so, the inner destruction of the soldiers of the first battalion by the artillery was extremely serious.
But what is surprising is that in the first time when the shelling stopped, the coalition soldiers who were five or six hundred meters away from the city wall did not launch a new round of assault, and they did not seem to have recovered from the shelling just now.
Perhaps, they are also afraid, if they become prisoners, will the artillery behind them treat them the same way just now?
At the urging of the commanders at all levels of the coalition forces, the coalition soldiers were forced to continue the charge despite their reluctance.
They had to get the captives back, otherwise they would not be able to explain the previous shelling, or even give an account to the captured soldiers.
'Da Da Da ......'
The Maxim heavy machine gun on the city wall once again let out its own roar, as if in response to the previous shelling.