The Iron Fist stopped two kilometers from the defenders, not intending to set up camp. The limit distance of the artillery is only 1500 meters, and of course, the distance of the Iron Fist Type 1 with a small weight is smaller. Fortunately, there are not many artillery guns purchased from Nolan on the other side, and it is estimated that most of them are inferior artillery purchased from the Four Princes, and the firing range will be greatly reduced. However, this is enough for the Shen Jianjiang River, which is about fifty meters wide.

Coburn stood on a high place and looked into the distance, and found that the Iron Fist had no intention of setting up camp at all. Could it be that the other side has already thought of such a quick way to conquer it? A heavy gloom could not help but appear on his face, and he secretly speculated in his heart about what method the other party might use to attack.

Cockburn had only three artillery pieces at his disposal, plus three hundred soldiers. After all, the Iron Fist Army can't cross the river, and too many soldiers are useless. The Iron Fist army crossed the river, and no matter how many soldiers there were, it was useless.

The turbulent river kept hitting both banks, knocking out white sprays. The undulating waves are like endless mountains, making loud noises.

Beisen didn't plan to drag, and directly pulled the four-door iron fist type directly on. The iron wheel pressed against the fine stone, making a creaking sound. Looking through the binoculars, the opposite side was heavily guarded, and the soldiers were waiting solemnly. The archers hidden on the hillsides on both sides were facing the artillery of the Iron Fist. It seems that he learned wisely and removed the arrow tower. After all, in front of artillery, these are excellent targets. There are also well-loaded cannons, and soldiers with torches in their hands can light the fuse at any time, just waiting to give themselves a shot.

"The distance is one thousand three, the elevation angle is thirty-five, the azimuth is three hundred and one, and the stone bullet. ”

The artillery platoon commander experienced accurate data reporting. At present, there is no special measuring instrument, everything depends on the experience of the chief.

Bang bang bang!

The sound of three shells falling in front of and behind the artillery fell, but it did not hit the artillery, and even one of them directly hit the mountain wall and fell to the bottom of the river. On the other side, it is still the era of blind shooting by experience.

Before Cockburn's order was given, the artillerymen were already hurriedly reloading.

Cockburn was a little disappointed that none of the shells hit, not even the flying rocks that the shells splashed did not hurt anyone.

Beson also expected this situation, according to Wayne, these people were born in the flying class, and they were blind in the wild, even if they were given artillery, they would not be able to use it. You can only listen to the sound, scare and scare people.

The artillery of the Iron Fist Army methodically adjusted the muzzle, charge, reload, and ignite.

Four live ammunition flew out of the muzzle at a speed of 600 kilometers per hour, drawing a perfect parabola in the air. Flew over the Shen Jian River and landed on the opposite line.

The stone projectile collided with the ground at high speed, shattering into small stones and flying at high speed towards the flesh and blood next to it. Before they could react, most of their heads were cut off, revealing white brains, and the base of their tongues was exposed in midair. The stump and severed arm were mixed in a pool of blood.

A large pool of blood stuck to the gun.

Cockburn's muscles flare, why is the opposite side so accurate. It exploded just ten meters from his own artillery, and it was four shells.

The soldiers who had been blown up were rolling on the ground and howling.

"Quick, drag them to the barracks. ”

"Why don't you reload quickly, do you have to wait for the other side to hit? ”

Cockburn tore open his throat and ordered the soldiers, who were stunned by the cannon shot. Fortunately, these soldiers had also seen blood and reacted quickly.

Beson had a full view of everything, and from the binoculars he could see clearly an old man on the other side, struggling to command the panicked soldiers. It seems to be their main general.

The artillery platoon commander also saw the deviation of the shell from the telescope.

"The distance is one thousand three, the elevation angle is thirty, the azimuth is three hundred, and the stone bullet. ”

The muzzle of the gun turned slowly.

The soldier quickly cleaned the gunpowder slag from the chamber, charged, loaded, ignited.

Boom~Boom~

With the shaking of the earth, there were screams on the other side.

Cockburn took clean refuge in the trenches and was almost killed by the opposite side.

Now the Iron Fist Army just doesn't give the other side a chance to touch the artillery, one step at a time.

The archers who were lying in ambush on the hill were glad that they were not in the artillery unit. Before, I was envious to death, the artillerymen were treated well, they had meat at once, and their military salaries were twice as much as their own. And you don't have to charge ahead, just put two cannons in the back. The most important thing is to have access to artillery that makes people's blood boil just thinking about it. Now it seems that it is fortunate that he was not selected for the artillery unit, otherwise he would have screamed now.

The soldiers hid in the trenches, shivering, and Coburn could only see the guns being ravaged by the guns on the other side.

There was no one on the opposite side of the ground in an instant.

Artillery platoon commander, change tactics.

"The distance is one thousand three, the elevation angle is thirty, the azimuth is three hundred, and the solid bullet. ”

This time, it will not be a round stone bullet, but a solid bullet with an iron core, and it is difficult for the flying stones splashed by the stone projectile to destroy the opponent's artillery, only a solid bullet is feasible. However, at present, the Iron Fist 1 is a smoothbore gun, and the accuracy is not high. It is a bit far-fetched to ask a shell with a radius of two centimeters to fly over 1,200 meters, and to accurately hit heavy artillery. So only a few more rounds of shots.

Coburn was heartbroken to see the artillery he had bought so much lying there like a pile of scrap metal, and the artillery that had been fed with more than just a few shells was now hiding in the trenches and shivering. There was a sour feeling in my heart. Why is the opposite side so accurate? What is even more difficult to accept is that the artillery on the opposite side can be carried by two horses, and it can adapt to the battle extremely quickly. Thinking about a month ago, these guns took a lot of effort, and finally they were placed in place with rolling logs.

The third wave came a little late and hit the ground. Cockburn could clearly feel that there was something different about this shell, that the whistling was quieter and sharper. There was no large amount of rubble on the ground.

This shocked Cockburn, it turns out that there can be more than one type of cannonball. The Iron Fist has mastered their artillery. And he is still adapting, slowly accepting this new killer weapon. One day and one earth.

"Grass. ”

Besson complained that this time the shell missed a single shot. Although he himself knew that it would be a matter of luck to hit such a small target from such a distance. But I still can't help but complain.

I don't know how many waves it will take to destroy the artillery on the opposite side.

This dramatic war is like a joke. At first, there were casualties, and now there is only the vibration and sound of a shell hitting the ground.

Cockburn had never fought such a battle, and he had seen the enemy shove back the intestines that had burst out of his stomach, and the arrows had grazed his skull, leaving a faint trail of blood. It's not like this, I hide in the pit like a mouse, I can't hit it, I can't shoot it.

I had to sit here, listen to the sound of shells, and wait for the artillery to be destroyed from the opposite side.

While~!

The cacophony permeated the battlefield, and two pieces of iron collided violently - a cannonball hit the cannon accurately.