"As long as the sailing speed of our Yinzhou ship is proportional to the speed of the French fleet, and then the flight time of the cannonballs is included, the combination will form a conversion relationship."
"Then even without aiming, at this angle, our shells can hit the French fleet."
"They deserve it."
The second-in-command, the captain, was thoughtful when he heard this. He understood something and didn't understand something.
Liu Zheng sighed and said bluntly: "It's like if you walk around the training camp from the left, and another person walks around the training camp from the right, the two of you will eventually meet at the same time and place."
"Do you understand?"
The captain then nodded: "I kind of understand."
Liu Zheng sighed, it seemed that it was time to popularize mathematics knowledge to Long Yanjun.
...
At this time, Egypt.
The rebel army led by Nashadir and Sean's alliance army.
With the coordinated operations of both sides, the French granary was captured.
But the situation is not optimistic. Nashadir's attack this time broke through the blockade between French regions.
Although these blockades were broken through by Nashadir, as time goes by, the French army will definitely notice that something is wrong.
According to Nashadir's analysis, support from the French army may be on the way now.
Although the granary was captured, Sean and Nashadir quickly retreated.
They must dare to set up an ambush on this road that must be passed by the granary before the support of the French army arrives.
After looting the granary, add the gunpowder that Nashadir collected during this period to match the flour in the granary.
Nashadir finally had the opportunity to make the homemade landmine he learned from Jiang Xuan.
While Nashadir was making it, Sean walked in.
Seeing this man again, the man he once feared and resented, had a very complicated expression.
Originally, he did not dare to offend the French at all, but now he raised the banner of the Arab Tribal Alliance Army and fought against the French.
He has become a person who looks down upon the French just like Nashadir.
After thinking of this, Sean laughed, looked at Nashadir who was busy with the bottles and jars on hand, and said respectfully: "Thank you for coming, Mr. Nashadir."
Upon hearing this, Nashadir raised his head and glanced at Sean, but ignored him.
He nervously looked at the landmine he had made in his hand, and carefully added black powder to it.
Seeing this scene, Sean was stunned and frowned at Nashadir.
Sean also saw the bottles and cans placed in front of Nashadir, and was about to pick them up when he heard Nashadir's voice.
"If you don't want to die, don't move."
Sean's hand stopped in mid-air and stared at him. The smile on his face gradually disappeared and became more and more livid.
After adding the black powder, Nashadir breathed out and said: "These are landmines. Do you know the landmines made by Longyan?"
Sean was stunned and shook his head. They were too far away from Long Yan's area in Africa and had no idea what the landmines created by Long Yan were.
This was even the first time he heard this word.
"Hey, I've never heard of it. This is a good thing." Nashadir carefully placed the mine, fearing it would cause any shock.
He picked up another jar and said while making it: "As long as someone steps on this thing..."
Sean was intrigued and asked: "What will happen?"
"Bang!" Nashadir made a gesture.
"The person you step on, as well as the people around him, will be like a bomb attack. I think you should be able to imagine that they will be blown to pieces."
Nashadir looked at Sean with a smile. The expression on Sean's face changed from curiosity to solemnity, and finally a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.