Even in order to avoid accidents, several boxes of Zhentian Lei mixed with sugar and gunpowder were transported from the camp to provide emergency response in times of crisis.
Shi Yongxin stood at the top of the city, looking at the red-haired army in the distance.
But he couldn't help but frown. Compared with yesterday's attack, today's offensive troops were obviously much smaller.
Something's wrong!
"Send a message to the general that the invading red-haired troops are different, especially the natives, which are nearly half less than yesterday."
"Let the general handle it carefully to avoid being surprised!"
"promise!"
The messenger made a promise, took the order, got off the fort, and ran towards the camp.
Here, Shi Yongxin ordered his men to continue preparing for battle.
Boom! Boom!
As soon as Shi Yongxin finished speaking, the roar of cannons rang out on the battlefield.
However, it was not the cannons from the Liberation Army that were firing!
But the Spanish artillery position opened fire!
Along with the fierce shelling, smoke rose.
Cannonballs the size of an adult's fist hit the bastion of the Liberation Army.
The cannonball drew an arc in the air and flew over with terrifying kinetic energy.
This time the Spaniards brought a total of eight artillery pieces into the mountains, but none of them were heavy artillery for siege. The heaviest one only weighed five to six hundred kilograms.
They are all light artillery used in field battles!
In the first round of calibration fire, a total of four artillery guns were firing.
Four artillery shells flew towards the Liberation Army's bastion, but none of them hit.
Either the gunpowder was loaded too much and it flew too far.
Or there was not enough medicine, and it fell to the ground halfway through the flight.
The shells rolled and spun on the ground, almost accidentally injuring the natives who were rushing ahead.
With the results of the first round of calibrated bombardment appearing, the Spaniards began the second round of bombardment.
After a while, boom! Boom! Boom!
Four consecutive cannon shots rang out!
Four more cannonballs were fired towards the bastion.
This time the hit rate was much higher. One shell hit the bastion, but the other shells still missed.
A cannonball hit the wall of the bastion hard, but the scene that Robin wanted to see was that the wall of the bastion was collapsed by the cannonball.
In Robin's view, the Liberation Army built such a bastion in such a short period of time, definitely at the expense of the quality of the bastion.
The bastion in front of you might just be a large mound of earth with no appearance!
However, what he didn't expect was that when the cannonball hit the wall of the bastion, it only made a shallow hole the size of a bowl.
The scene before him simply shocked Robin's jaw!
If the scene in front of me is not fake, let alone the few light cannons they have brought into the mountain.
Even if those heavy siege artillery with long barrels were transported into the mountain, they might not be able to hit the bastion in front of them.
The cannonball hit the bastion wall and caused almost no damage!
Robin couldn't believe the scene in front of him and ordered.
"Adjust the shooting elements and shoot with all your strength!"
"Provide suppressive fire to attacking forces!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Eight large and small artillery pieces fired fiercely.
As the cannon roared, cannonballs hit the bastion one after another.
Most of them failed to hit the wall of the bastion. Even if they did, it was not so easy to hit the bastion made of cement and stone.
The cannonball hit the wall of the bastion, but the wall remained motionless and could only create a crater the size of a bowl.
As the natives gradually moved forward and entered the artillery range of the Liberation Army, the Liberation Army's artillery opened fire.
The target of the shelling was not the Spanish artillery array, but the indigenous soldiers at the forefront.
The Spanish bombardment could hardly cause any damage to the Liberation Army's bastion, which was almost like scratching an itch.
In addition, the artillery of the Liberation Army could not be hit with shotgun shells, and the accuracy of solid shells was limited, so they ignored the Spanish artillery.
Continue to choose to prioritize attacking the enemy's infantry!
Amidst the rumble of cannons, shotshells flew across the air!
The natives were once again knocked down in large swaths.
Screams and wails sounded one after another.
Cannon boom!
The natives once again began to suffer large numbers of casualties!
If it weren't for the Spaniards behind them in this attack, the natives would have collapsed as soon as they heard the sound of cannons today, given that they were severely damaged yesterday.
The natives fell to the ground in large areas under the shelling of shotgun shells.
The Spaniards moved forward in formation, with their muskets leveled toward the front, and the formation was fairly neat.
Seeing this, Shi Yongxin opened his mouth and commanded.
"The artillery is adjusted to fire at Zhu Yuan, and prepare to focus on the red-haired musketeers!"
Shi Yongxin knew that no matter how many natives he killed, they would not be as valuable as killing a few red-haired soldiers.
The lives of the natives are worthless, but there are not many red-haired soldiers in Manila!
The Liberation Army's bombardment stopped, and the gunners adjusted their muzzles to aim at the Spaniards who were gradually approaching the bastion.
The musketeers of the Liberation Army were ready to fire volleys of guns. Several boxes of thunderbolts were also carried up. The melee soldiers began to check the plate armor on their bodies and the steel swords and shields in their hands.
The artillery in the fort is used to attack the red-haired musketeers. Without the cooperation of the artillery, the Liberation Army musketeers will have a firepower gap.
In order to prevent the natives from entering the city through gaps in firepower, hand-to-hand combatants must be prepared for close combat.
The Spanish musketeers entered a range of 100 meters. They had just raised their muskets and were preparing to fire in the direction of the bastion.
The bastion's battery opened fire!
The three artillery pieces fired in unison!
Boom! Boom!
Three consecutive cannon shots were fired, and shotguns were sprayed densely on the Spanish musketeers.
The Spanish musketeers were preparing to kill with volleys, and the terrain was narrow, so the queue was at its thickest.
The three artillery pieces opened fire at the same time, sending pellets flying everywhere.
In just the blink of an eye, the Spanish musket array was like wheat seedlings meeting a sickle in a wheat field.
They fell to the ground row after row!
Piaget was holding a musket. He stood in the third row of the array, his whole body trembling with extreme fear.
At the moment when the cannon sounded, he watched helplessly as the two people in front of him were beaten into pieces by shotguns.
If he wasn't in the third row, he might have been beaten into pieces!
Before Piaget had time to rejoice, he felt a sharp pain in his leg.
When he looked down, he saw that his leg had been hit...
The shotgun swept over and half of the calf was broken, revealing white bone stubble, blood gushing out, yellow fat, and cyan blood vessels that were abnormally obvious.