"Passan! You go kill them! ”

"Me?"

The leader of the Sardinian puppet army was speechless for a moment, he wanted to say something, but his voice was drowned out by the sound of artillery that followed.

The power of the twelve steel cannons was extraordinary, and a single salvo tore the gates to shreds.

Because the special steel strengthens the barrel, and the shells used are also special high-power flowering shells, the effect of shooting is very explosive.

Garibaldi was incredulous about this power, and he had seen many cannons in battles over the years, but it was the Austrian artillery that impressed him the most.

By contrast, the artillery of the Brazilian government army was as much a joke, and Garibaldi thought that the legendary Alban cannon that blasted Constantinople was nothing more than that.

After two rounds of shelling, Garibaldi stopped the shelling, and as soon as the shelling stopped, a group of men rushed out of the gap in the gates and walls.

Seeing this scene, the French commander at the head of the city couldn't help but shout excitedly.

"Fire cover!"

On the other hand, the soldiers of the Volunteers immediately jumped into the trenches to prepare for the battle, but they soon realized that something was wrong, because those who rushed out, men and women, young and old, although they had guns, were mostly indiscriminate.

"Shoot at the French on the walls and let them come."

The guns of the volunteers rang out, and the French, who had already experienced the power of the opponent's artillery, immediately retreated.

As the sound of gunfire faded, the French commander poked his head out, and then he was stunned by the scene before him, he clenched his fists, got up and cursed loudly.

"Damned traitor! Italians are liars! ”

A bullet hit the wall next to the commander, and he immediately retracted his head, knowing that there must be more than one sharpshooter aiming at him at this point.

Garibaldi looked at the broken gates and crumbling walls, as well as the Republican Army of Sardinia, which had just surrendered, and he sent messengers.

Garibaldi felt that his side had gained the upper hand, whether in terms of troops, firepower, or psychology, and most importantly, the reinforcements that the French were hoping for were no longer coming, and he felt that the battle was over.

However, Garibaldi's messenger was holding a white flag and was shot and killed by the French commander in the city before he could reach the bottom of the city.

"The two countries are at war without slashing. Aren't you okay with that? ”

Said a Republican Army of Sardinia officer who did not defect.

Perhaps the Sardinian Republican officer meant nothing else, but in the ears of the French officer he was suggesting himself.

"How are we going to surrender if you do this?"

"They're rebels! We don't need to say anything moral in the face of traitors! ”

The French commander did not fail to understand the reasoning of this, and the defeat of the French army at the hands of the partisans was inseparable from the double-faced and three-sided swords of the Sardinian army, and the group of traitors just now confirmed this conjecture.

The public shooting of the rebel messengers was on the one hand to show their attitude to anger the enemy, and on the other hand, to put an end to the idea of these Sardinian republicans defecting again.

Garibaldi's messenger was killed, and the Volunteers screamed, roared, and cursed

At this time, the staff officer from the regular Austrian army said a word.

"These Gallic barbarians have killed our emissaries, they have violated the rules of war, and we should slaughter the city after the victory to warn those who underestimate us."

Garibaldi hurriedly stepped forward and covered the mouth of the staff officer to prevent him from saying something more terrible, for the so-called Minutemen, with the exception of a small number of Austrian regulars, were mostly peasants who had just laid down their hoes, and Sardinian troops who had repeatedly surrendered.

The consciousness of these people is not very high, and the word slaughter may not deter the French army, but will frighten these volunteers who think they are on the side of justice.

And as an Italian nationalist, Garibaldi could not have agreed with the approach of this Austrian staff officer.

This would not only make the remaining Sardinian soldiers and civilians in the city determined to fight the French, but would also hurt the national feelings of the Sardinians.

However, it was indeed a felony to kill the messenger, and Garibaldi had seen the power of Austrian heavy artillery before, and he did not hesitate to give the order at this time.

"Gentlemen, let your anger unleash as much as you want!"

The heavy artillery immediately began to roar, and improvised launchers were erected, and they all fired at Savillano.

Soon the walls of Savillano were littered with stone chips and dust, ancient buildings were crumbling, and fragments of human bodies were thrown into the air from time to time.

Smoke, blood mist, and dust obscured the defenders' eyes, and only constant explosions and wails could be heard.

The guerrillas cheered and shouted excitedly when they saw this, they had never seen such a spectacular sight.

But soon the French counterattack began, and the French gunners pushed away their already dead comrades and aimed and fired in the smoke and rain of blood.

A large caliber city defense cannon fired back, and the huge iron ball smashed on the trench, and the powerful impact force directly tore the sandbags through the side defenses and embedded deep in the soil.

In the face of the strong firepower of Austrian equipment, the French army did not have a chance to counterattack, but the killing efficiency alone was too low.

A solid bullet that can only be used for a single point has no advantage in the face of Austria's new flowering bullet.

But what was even more terrifying was the difference in accuracy and range between the two sides, and the Austrian steel rifled guns were not half a star stronger than the old smoothbore guns of the Kingdom of Sardinia used by the French army.

As a new thing that only appeared in the eyes of the armies of various countries in 1846, rifled guns have not yet been generally accepted by the armies of various countries.

In fact, even the inventor of the breech-loading rifled gun, Major Cavalli, a military engineer of the Kingdom of Sardinia, himself did not realize how his invention would change the development of artillery.

Most of the French troops inside the city and the volunteers outside the city could not understand this technical detail, and they only admired the Austrian artillerymen and craftsmen.

And compared to artillery, those rockets are what impress them the most. Unlike heavy artillery, the rate at which the rocket is launched is simply staggering.

Mounting, fixing, ignition, and launching, this series of actions only takes a few seconds for skilled rocketeers.

The power is even more amazing, at least it looks like the effect of heavy artillery.

It's just that the gap in accuracy is a bit big, obviously the rocket rack has not moved, but the three rockets fired in a row can be inserted in the trench under the city wall, one bombarded on the main fort, and one flew directly into the city.

Of course, at such times, especially for these guerrillas, it is cool and it is over.

In the end, the Volunteers unleashed more than 3,000 rockets at Savillano in one go, and it was a mess as far as the eye could see.

However, the French had no intention of surrendering, and they still held their ground after emerging from the rubble.

Garibaldi couldn't help but clench his fists when he saw all this through his binoculars, he had learned the firepower of the Austrian army, it was an apocalyptic bombardment, and it could even scare a guy crazy.

Seeing that the army could not collapse under this kind of bombardment, Garibaldi knew that this battle would be difficult to fight.