The kobold's fortress is not a high-end product, with an exterior of earth and cement mixed with sand and gravel, and a rammed earth structure on the inside. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info To save money, there is hardly even a brick on the wall. In order to prevent artillery, a layer of sandbags was piled up on the wall, which looked ugly.

It covers an area of only 30 meters square, the highest point is less than 5 meters, and there is only a simple trench and breastwork on the perimeter.

But looking at the more than a dozen artillery pieces on the fortress, plus several times as many fakes made of logs, the mercenaries did not dare to despise them.

In Europe, bastions have been in use for more than a century. Unless there is an overwhelming artillery advantage, it is either a long-term siege or a painstaking civil excavation, and other more effective methods have not yet been invented.

And in this group of troops, in addition to the German musketeers and spearmen who were the main force of the infantry, there were only some sailors who turned to gunners, and there was obviously no good way.

Unless more cannons were unloaded from the ship, but now only the scouts had a few horses, and no other livestock to pull the cannons, the idea was also nullified.

The Portuguese did not give up and decided to give it a try. Two small mortars were pushed out, and tentatively began shelling the kobold fortress. This thing has a long range and poor accuracy, and is a good hand at dealing with fortified positions.

The bulwark, which is huge, was naturally concentrated in the first round. But unexpectedly, the exterior wall with a huge inclination angle easily bounced off the two iron bullets.

Inside the city, the dogheads moved one after another, pushing a number of twelve-pounder field guns in the same direction along the tracks paved with wood on the ground.

The kobold, who has the guidance of the traverser, has long made a gun watch for this gun he developed, and the matching gun carriage also comes with adjustable pitching bolts.

The Portuguese sailors were surprised to find that three medium-caliber shells were fired one after another from the enemy's fort, and each shot landed more accurately than the other.

When the nervous gunners were preparing to shift positions, a terrible thunderclap sounded!

The fortress was shrouded in white smoke for a moment, and more than ten shells drew a huge parabola, flying like a bunch of large baseballs, and two small mortars, one of which was hit head-on on the spot and broke up, and the other was only a few centimeters away, and it was about to be finished. And those pathetic gunners, don't mention it.

After the dog's first few rounds of counterattacks, the opponent dropped two small cannons and had to withdraw.

With only thirty small-caliber guns on hand, plus two small mortars left, the counterattacking Portuguese army had no choice but to give up.

The troops of more than 1,000 people carefully made a circular movement around the perimeter, bypassed the fortress and began to advance towards the city.

The bastion did not react, allowing the force to circulate a kilometer away.

Due to the lack of livestock, the heavy thirty cannons wasted a lot of mercenary strength, and the expeditionary force finally reached the edge of the city. By the time the thousands of people formed again, the sun had risen overhead.

Although the march went smoothly along the way, the atmosphere in the ranks was very depressing. Because so far, everyone has not even seen the appearance of the enemy, even the fortress, the enemy hides behind the cannon window and refuses to show his head. Now after a morning of marching, I have not even seen the enemy scouts, and the roads are lined with abandoned houses, but not a single resident has been found, this is simply a ghost town.

Suddenly, a huge amount of smoke and dust rose in the distance, and everyone felt the ground tremble violently, and the commanders shouted: "Cavalry! Form a phalanx! Beware of cavalry charges!"

Sure enough, a large group of cavalry drilled out of the smoke.

Teemo, who has been promoted to the commander of the cavalry, is finally about to show his skills!

The nervous mercenaries, forming a thick phalanx, ready to meet the cavalry charge, the Ottoman Mamluks are famous to Europeans.

However, this time the enemy is a bit special...... Hundreds of horses divided into three teams and began to circle beyond the range of muskets.

These horses did not look ordinary, their fur was shiny and their flesh was well-proportioned, and most of them were high at the shoulders to the standard of heavy cavalry. But they didn't have riders! they just carried a very tall saddle on their backs, and on either side of the saddle a pair of large wooden boxes with a musket-like thing on them, what a hell of a thing!

If it weren't for the orderliness of the horse team, everyone would even suspect that it was a herd of horses accidentally lost by the enemy.

The few scouts with horses began to be unable to hold back! Finally, two reckless fellows rushed out of the queue, intending to bring a few back!

In front of everyone's eyes, those two guys approached a team of 'ownerless horses', and it seemed that they were about to succeed!

Then, in those strange wooden boxes, several baby-sized things moved, covered in a mess of cloth, and they thought they were wrapped from afar.

Then the two scouts turned around and fled for their lives, but there was a crackling sound behind them—it was a series of muskets, and only the fire flashed on the back of the 'ownerless cavalry', and the two cavalry were killed in no time.

Teemo, who had brought nearly a thousand younger brothers, was now in high spirits! In the past, there were too few horses, and some had to be divided into breeding animals, and the cavalry team couldn't pull up, so he couldn't ride bulls, right?

How much fighting power can those who ride birds!

When I came here, I found that the Berbers were very good at raising horses, and the famous Berber horses were the credit for this. As a result, Timo's current cavalry regiment was supplemented with a large number of local horses, and expanded to more than three hundred and forty horsemen.

The cavalry of the kobolds, on the other hand, consisted of one horse with three dogs, and on the saddle there was an arquebus with a shortened barrel, which was hinged to the saddle by a movable gun mount.

A dog's head sat behind the horse's neck and pulled the reins, and from a distance it looked like a Takahashi saddle instead of a rider. The remaining two dog heads stood in the boxes on the left and right, waiting for the short-barreled musket.

During the battle, the 'kite flying' tactic is adopted, the horse circles around the enemy, and then the two dog heads aim and shoot, the other loads ammunition, and the rest of the royal horse, which can be said to be perfectly cooperative.

The more troublesome thing is that the position of the two dog heads is not easy to adjust, so once you have to shoot the enemy in the other direction, the work of this pair of dog heads will have to be reversed.

The local seaside, the climate is relatively cool, and the kobold cavalrymen who are afraid of cold and light are wearing big cloaks one by one, looking from a distance, like a few big pillows.

The two poor cavalrymen were just appetizers, and then three musketeers circled the enemy's phalanx and began to 'hunt'.

More than 300 arquebuses, the sound was endless, and rounds of lead bullets mixed the German mercenaries, dense spears and arquebuses, and the beaten people turned on their backs.

Although the kobold cavalry only has short-barreled arquebuses, and against the enemy a hundred meters away, the hit depends on faith, but such a large mass of enemies is crowded together, and aiming is a waste of time!