Chapter 95: February 1st and 5th (Dry Fire)
The "boatmen" chose to shoot with solid shells instead of grenades, and they apparently did not want the harbor to burn, presumably in the scheme of snatching control of the nearby bay.
The solid shells fired from the eight-pounder field guns went straight into the crowd of soldiers of the Salga Empire, so that at such a close distance, the shells did not need to be ejected, but only needed direct fire to effectively kill and injure the crowd at close range.
"Boom", a solid cannonball burst out from the muzzle of the copper cannon, directly shattering the body of a poor soldier, and the poor soldier's body was reduced to fragments at the same time, but also slightly changed the trajectory of the cannonball's movement.
The heavy solid cannonball fell to the ground and smashed the masonry floor, and a burst of rubble shot out, and the sharp pieces of gravel knocked over the four or five soldiers around them. Cut their necks and pierce their internal organs.
With this cannon sound, after a salvo, only about half of the more than thirty Salga Imperial Guards on the ground remained.
They reacted from the raid, and the adjutant took over the command. Although the internal system of the Salga Empire was highly decayed, the combat effectiveness of the army had not yet completely declined.
"Flame enchantment, prepare!" The adjutant shouted hoarsely.
The hand of the Imperial soldier holding the bullet glowed red, and the ordinary musket bullet was enchanted with fire magic. But doing so comes at a cost. Ordinary soldiers only have a basic magic level, so enchanting bullets will increase the soldier's reload time from around 13 seconds to 30 seconds.
The whole process is as follows: after enchanting the bullet, the soldiers will bite open the paper shell bullet, pull the bolt between the barrel and the handle, reload the enchanted bullet with gunpowder, and fire.
The "boatmen" on the sailboat could shoot first, but after this round of shooting, even if there were only seven or eight Imperial soldiers on the ground, the "flame enchanting bullets" fired from their muskets could still ignite the sailboat with almost impossible to extinguish.
"Abandon ship! Melee!! "I don't know which "boatman" took over the position of "captain".
The "boatmen" jumped off the deck of the sailboat or poured out of the traps of the cabins.
They charged forward with bayonet-mounted rifles in an attempt to interrupt the salvo of the Imperial soldiers.
"Aim for the sailboat!" The lieutenant commanded hoarsely.
However, the "boatmen" who charged at them could not ignore it, and if they fired a salvo at the sailing ship at this time, they would be powerless to fight back.
In one round of shooting, most of the bullets were aimed at the charging "boatmen", and only a small number of people were still aiming at the sailboat, and they did not hit the sailboat because they were in a panic.
The four "boatmen" were hit by the flame enchanted bullets, and their bodies were instantly engulfed by the flames, accompanied by screams, and their flesh and clothes crackled.
The other "boatmen" calmly bypassed the four victims, who continued to charge forward.
The reflexes of the Salga Imperial soldiers hurriedly brandished their bayonets to resist, but even if the first stab was fired in one direction, the second stab from different directions almost simultaneously, the third stab would pierce the target's internal organs or neck.
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Lanna Darke saw that the situation in this part of the bay was settled, and she exhaled a little, and lifted the veil from her body.
Pipe-laden sailboats were loaded with a large amount of munitions, and the surrounding area of the harbor was usually submissive to the harbor dwellers, who had infiltrated them years earlier.
A whole shipload of munitions and camouflaged "neighbors" plus the "sailors" who slaughtered the Imperial Guard. All three would incite a large swath of unstable inhabitants to overthrow the Salga Empire's rule in the region. For example, the idea of "freedom" or "paradise" is now immediately given to the poor and often bullied by the arrogant colonial bureaucrats.
"There is only so little power thrown from the homeland continent, and this method can only be used to achieve the goal." Miss Lanna Darke jumped from the roof of another house to the roof of another house, moving at high speed.
At the present stage, it is necessary to strike at the power that has restrained the Salga Empire in various places. As for what happened to the "pyre" that was lit in the wilderness, no one cared. What Lanna Darke has to do is to keep this fire burning more and more until it becomes a fire that will scorch the Salga Empire.
The cacophony echoed throughout the harbor city, with the urgent trumpets and whistles of the Salga Imperial Army.
From the vicinity of the bay, where the massacre had just taken place, there were waves of shouts, speeches and cheers.
Everything in the world seems to have gone crazy.
Lanna Dark's chest? A Covenant of Blood? Flashing red, she looked at one of the several coastal forts not far away, her eyes reflecting the blood-red glow of the setting sun.
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Twelve minutes later, an Imperial officer angrily rushed to the coastal battery, while his men lined up with guns to defend themselves against the angry populace with all sorts of weapons.
"What about the artillery?! What about support? What's going on? What do you eat at the coastal fort? The mob is going to eat us alive!! ”
The officer shouted, rushed up the stairs, kicked the forts, and at first sight saw a soldier lying on the ground with tears on his face, as if he had been frightened.
"Bastard!! Coward! TA Niang's scare is stupid, and she won't be able to shoot! The officer was so angry that he grabbed the soldier by the collar and yelled viciously.
"You......" The baby-faced soldier was grabbed by the collar by the officer, a little out of breath.
"What's there? Is there a woman? Leaving you lying on the ground and not daring to move? The officer roared, and he opened the belt of his gun. Lao Tzu will send you to see the goddess now....."
The words came to an abrupt end, and blood splattered the soldier's baby face, blurring his eyes.
The headless corpse in the officer's uniform let go of the soldier's collar and slowly fell to the ground.
"There are ....... snipers." The soldier reacted for a moment and said this to the air.
There was one more headless corpse on the battery, for a total of eight, the corpses of the comrades-in-arms of the baby-faced soldiers and the corpses of the officers who had just rushed up.
Out of sight, the sharpshooter didn't waste a single bullet, and a projectile with wind magic sliced off the head of a victim. Out of sight, eight shots and eight kills, this is really unimaginable. (The accuracy range of the flintlock pistol ....) )
The soldier instinctively leaned down and lay on the ground, smearing himself with the blood of the officer, and he crawled, huddled between the battlements. The baby-faced soldier, whose face was covered in blood, closed his eyes, silently pretended to be dead, and prayed to the gods to keep him alive.