No one answered Franco's question because they didn't know either.

Before entering the mountain, Franco sent a hundred regular troops with four hundred natives to stay behind to guard the artillery.

I thought that everything was lost, but judging from the corpses on the ground, most of the soldiers were dead, and the artillery didn't know where to go.

If Zheng Zhibao is here, he will definitely be able to give him an answer.

For he killed the people, and he also took the artillery.

Although he led people to be stationed at the foot of the southern side of Mount Natib, he always listened to the movement in the mountain.

As soon as the explosion sounded on the mountainside, he led his men around the foot of the mountain to Baranga.

Seeing that they were about to reach the city of Baranga, the scouts who let them out said that there were hundreds of soldiers at the foot of the hill on the north side, both the regular army and the puppet army, and a lot of artillery. Zheng Zhibao reacted as soon as he heard it, this is the other party who stayed to take care of the artillery.

If you don't grab them at this time, I'm really sorry for them!

As a result, it naturally didn't take much effort, the resistance of the puppet army was very weak, but the regular army resisted strongly, but after only one shot, it was blown up by the grenades thrown by Zheng Zhibao's men carrying explosion-proof shields. In this chaos, they were no longer able to organize an effective attack formation, and all of them were hacked to death by the rebels who surrounded them later.

The rebels annihilated the 100 Spanish regulars with a few casualties, carrying with them a hundred artillery pieces and a number of shells.

So there was a scene that Franco saw. Hundreds of Spanish soldiers died tragically, artillery and shells were missing.

"My lord, what should I do?" Rojas asked cautiously.

Franco glanced at him, no longer in the mood to get angry. Said weakly:

"Send someone to find out where they fled."

"Yes, sir."

Rojas and his men pretended to inspect and determine the direction in which the rebels had fled. That's right, it's Barangya.

They went back again.

In fact, there is no need to check it at all, the rut marks of the cannon are still there.

"Go to Baranga and take the artillery back!"

Franco's eyes were red, and he said hatefully.

After sparing a big circle, the shadows of the two rebels were not seen, but no one died. The artillery was also robbed, it's a shame!

"My lord, there is no artillery. We—" Rojas was a little anxious.

"Who says you can't storm a city without artillery? If the other party is really in Balangya, we must trap them in the city no matter what, otherwise if we let them escape, we will be in even greater trouble!" ”

"But..."

"No, I will send someone back to Manila to ask the Governor for support, these rebels must die!" By this time, Franco had forgotten his ambitions before he came, and only wanted to kill all these vile yellow-skinned monkeys.

Seeing that he couldn't be persuaded, Rojas simply didn't say anything more and stood silently aside.

The Francomins briefly disposed of the corpses on the ground, and then led their army again in the direction of the city of Baranga.

Towards evening, Barangya arrived.

Franco took out his monoculars and looked in the direction of the city gate and saw that the gate was closed.

"Sure enough! These guys are back to Barangya! ”

Franco gritted his teeth.

"Attack!"

He ordered his soldiers to move on and surround the Barangya.

As a result, as soon as he approached, the city remembered the roar of artillery.

The cannonball smashed into the crowd with a whistling force, and the huge impact instantly killed many soldiers who had no time to dodge.

The screams instantly spread through the wilderness, and Franco became angry and shouted loudly to send the soldiers apart.

The cannonballs can't tell you whether you are a puppet army or a regular army, and if you smash it, you will die.

Before the crowd had dispersed, the sound of artillery rang out again, and another wave of shells fell from the sky.

Franco was on the verge of crying.

It's my fucking cannon! Why did you use it to hit me!?

What's the matter with these rebels, aren't they all a bunch of farmers who have just put down their farming tools!

Whose farmer can shoot cannons!?

Whoever is the farmer will strike eastward. (This chapter is not finished!) )

Chapter 310: Mortars

West!?

The artillery fire at the head of the city continued, and Franco and his men withdrew beyond range, and the soldiers under his command were already dead and wounded. _o_m

Now he was completely helpless.

Let Roxas take 2,000 men around the north of the city and camp down. This is his last stubbornness, even if he doesn't fight, he can't let the other party run anymore.

At the head of the city, Zheng Zhibao, Lu Jiang, and Kang Li were holding binoculars to watch Franco's movements.

Zheng Zhibao was very proud, and if he knew Franco's doubts, he would definitely say that he was responsible for the shelling. Because he is not a farmer, but a sea coward who roams the seas.

"Lu Qianhu, the other side stopped. The cannon you said pulled out and lit up, right? ”

"Haha, General Zheng, don't be in a hurry. Now a dozen they will run. When they fall asleep in the night, give them a wave. Guaranteed to scare them to death! ”

"That'll do fine."

Zheng Zhibao nodded.

He could see that the other party planned to surround himself and others and trap them in the city. But he was not worried at all, the city was now full of rebels, and their families had taken food and drink to hide in the mountains on the west side. This was what he strongly asked Conley, because it was impossible to fight with a burden. As for whether it would be discovered by the Spaniards, it was not in his scope of consideration at all.

He brought people here to make trouble, and he didn't really want to save these exiled slaves who were living in dire straits.

Since the other party has no intention of attacking the city, they are also happy to be idle, eat at the end of the day, and sleep on time.

It wasn't until three o'clock that he and Lu Jiang got up together and came to the place where the weapons were secretly stored.

"General Zheng, there are both the south and north sides of the red-haired ghost, which side shall we fight first?" Lu Jiang asked.

"Can you fight both sides together?"

"Yes." Lu Jiang pondered for a while and replied. "Then there are only ten on one side."

"Then fight on both sides!"

Lu Jiang nodded and began to arrange the gunners.

He brought twenty mortars this time.

This is imitated by Zhu You's inspectors on the basis of the ***60 mortar, but the performance is slightly inferior, the maximum firing range is about 1,200 meters, and the maximum rate of fire is about 20 rounds.

"Can such a small cannon hit them?" Seeing this kind of small cannon for the first time, Zheng Zhibao asked suspiciously.

"No, let's go to the city." Lu Jiang smiled and shook his head.

"Huh? Still out of the city? It's not as convenient as the artillery at the head of the city. ”

"It's different, this mortar is improved on the basis of mortars. The farthest can hit about two miles, although the range is not as far as the artillery at the head of the city, but the power. You'll find out later! ”

Zheng Zhibao nodded expectantly, he knew that Lu Jiang would not lie to him.

The power of mines and grenades has opened his eyes, and since Lu Jiang admires this mortar so much, the power must not be underestimated.

Chapter 310: Mortars