Chapter 206: Rush at me

But soon the soldiers realized what it was.

"Enemy attack!"

The cannonballs slammed into the fortress with a screeching sound, followed by the sound of artillery fire.

Boom Boom Boom Boom ......

The fish oil gunpowder that had been piled up to stop the witches had become a talisman at the moment.

The walls of the fortress were so blazing that they could not even organize an effective counterattack, and these soldiers, who had rarely experienced war, were scattered.

"Hold on to your post! everyone will return to my post and get ready to load!"

The captain ran up the spiraling stone staircase, followed by more than two dozen people to stabilize the situation in an instant, the wounded soldiers were hidden behind the wall nearby, and the rest of the soldiers were constantly reloading under heavy artillery fire.

Rumble!

A single shell directly broke the reloading soldier into two sections, and the lower half of his body fell to the ground, while the upper body hung on the crane on the edge, and the blood stained the entire path red.

The soldiers on the side gritted their teeth and forced fifty pounds of iron bullets into the barrel of the cannon, not even having time to look at the bloody corpse. The shadow of death loomed over everyone, and the soldier could only pray that the next shell would not fall on his head.

In this stage of initiation of muskets and artillery, hits relied entirely on luck and dense firepower, and soldiers could only survive by the mercy of luck when faced with the muzzles and artillery of the enemy's black holes.

"Test firing preparation!"

The captain roared loudly, pointing at a cannon in the center.

"Fire!"

Rumble!!!

The fifty-pound ball of iron was thrust out by the force of the flames, and the sound was deafening, and the cannonballs with the residue of gunpowder burned, flying through the air at a speed that surpassed the sound.

boom!

The big iron ball smashed directly into the sea five hundred meters away from the Jackdaw, splashing huge waves.

"Hang the full sails! Full speed ahead, the opposite side has already begun to counterattack!"

Allen's face was a little ugly when he looked at the cannonball that fell into the water, the weight of the cannon on the opposite side was three times his own, and the attack from top to bottom could even directly penetrate the keel of the Jackdaw.

Five rounds, that's Allen's estimated limit, and if they're unlucky, a fifty-pound iron bullet can kill them at sea.

All the sailors on deck moved, hoisted their sails to the brim, and the black sails were blown by the wind, and carried the Jackdaw at a faster pace.

At this time, all the soldiers on the fortress were correcting the angle and position of the artillery.

"Turn up five degrees and deflect seven degrees to the right. ”

The clatter of chains and the sound of gears turning, these massive cannons slowly locked onto the Jackdaw's position.

"Fire!"

The soldier lit the fuse, and thirteen fifty-pounder cannons roared, the shells burning, then extinguished in the night sky, and sped fast toward the Jackdaw.

The combat distance of two thousand meters has a huge margin of error, even if you try to adjust the firing angle, you can only attack a predictable value, and any turn or speed change of the Jackdaw will make the gun's blow empty.

The Jackdaw, on the other hand, has a huge advantage over the attack on the fortress, after all, the fortress is not moving, and only needs to adjust the design angle through the rudder, and a salvo can cause great damage to the fortress.

The battle at this moment is like a battle between a knight and a ranger, the ranger is nimble, and every attack is able to deal damage to the knight. However, the knight has high defense and high attack, and although he can't hit the nimble ranger, he can completely paralyze the opponent with just one hit.

The night is the best cover for the Jackdaw, the black sails are not distinguishable at all on a moonless night, only the moment the Jackdaw fires, the fortress can grasp the specific position.

This puts the initiative entirely in the hands of the Jackdaw, and as the fortress's fire coverage gets closer and more accurate, the Jackdaw only needs to stop firing and hide in the darkness to avoid locking.

"Where's the searchlight?

The captain was furious, the fortress cannon had already lost three, and the soldiers had died a dozen and not a single shot hit, which was simply a slap in the face to him, an officer who graduated from the Royal Artillery Academy of the Empire, who needed a beam of light to lock on to the enemy's position, and not waste his own shells and be led by the nose.

"Sir, because witches, whale oil, fish oil, and a lot of gunpowder were all on the top floor, so ......"

"I will do whatever you do, ten minutes, I will give you ten minutes at most, I will see the lights of the lighthouse. ”

"Yes sir!"

......

The Jackdaw's fire was not limited to the fortress, in the Governor's mansion, Brice could already feel the sweat dripping from the tip of his nose, splashing tiny splashes on the stone pavement.

A cannonball flew directly through Bliss's face after a thousand-meter flight, killing a sailor standing nearby.

It may have been two centimeters short, and now it was not the sailor who was smashed to the flesh and blood of the face, but Bryss himself.

In this kind of moment of life and death, no matter who you are, you will be scared out of a cold sweat. Briss just looked in the direction the cannonball had come from, blushing, and then looked back at Serena.

This undoubtedly made him hate Serena and the forces behind her even more, and even had an even more evil idea: to use witches as bait to wipe out all the people behind her.

A witch should not be so cheaply abandoned.

The blow of the artillery instantly annihilated everyone's joy at victory. The war was not over yet, and the enemy was like mad dogs, entangled in the night, and this kind of fire poured down on the people's houses, which was sure to cause great casualties.

Until now, they have not known where these enemies come from, what their purpose is, and how they can be dealt with. It seems to be a group of villains in their purest form, who take killing for pleasure and destroying as their creed.

"Burn her!"

Bliss felt his anger, and he had to recoup a little interest first, so that the thugs could get a little pain first, and know what heartache was.

"Burn her, burn her!!"

The soldier's cries grew louder and louder, and with Briss's acquiescence, one of the soldiers approached and dropped the torch in his hand.

At that moment, a red figure rushed out of the darkness and caught the falling torch.

"I am the one who brought disaster, killing and death here. ”

Standing alone in the middle of the crowd, Gordon coldly and slowly drew the scimitar from his waist.

"That's not what I meant to be, but if you have any grudges, come at me, Serena is innocent. ”

The sudden appearance of the enemy, almost all of them subconsciously raised their muskets in their hands and aimed at this person who may not be very clear-headed.

"Can you understand what you're doing right now? If you're going to die, it's going to be your fulfillment. ”

"Everyone's ready, fire!"