Chapter 564 The Legendary Giant X Sniper (Part 2) [7200]
When a big hole was blasted out of the outer city wall, everyone on the inner city wall stared at what was happening.
Suddenly a breeze blew towards Chanupu and the others.
When the wind blows this way, it brings a strong and somewhat unpleasant smell - this is a strange smell mixed with the smell of gunpowder and the burnt smell produced by burning things.
Feeling like vomiting...
"Get ready for the bombardment! The Japanese artillery should be hitting the inner city wall soon!" Faced with this scene that seemed like the earth was shattering to everyone in the Red Moon Fortress, Chanup was the first to react.
She shouted like this at the people around her...
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Outside the city, the shogunate army camp, the entire army's main formation——
There was no need to use a telescope to see. Anyone who was not blind could clearly see that the city wall that had blocked them for nine days had a big hole blasted out by their artillery fire.
Daomori felt elated and burst into laughter.
"It's so satisfying!" Daomori didn't hide his proud smile, "Finally, this damn city wall was blown down!"
Inamori waved his hand and got the military equipment:
"Send orders to the artillerymen and cannonmen! Keep firing! Give me the inner wall of the fortress as well...huh?"
Before Inamori finished speaking his new order, he saw flying snowflakes falling in front of his eyes, landing on his uniform and armor.
He raised his head and looked at the sky - what caught his eye were the black clouds that had filled the entire sky since dawn, making them beautifully decorated with snowflakes.
It snowed heavily. When Inamori first looked up, it was still "moderate snow". After just a few breaths, the snow turned into heavy snow, accompanied by strong winds.
"Tsk..." Daomori curled his lips and showed a very unhappy expression, "God is not kind to me... It's snowing so hard at this time..."
"Sir Inamori." A close aide standing beside Inamori said softly at this time, "With such a heavy snowstorm, we can no longer use firearms."
"I know..." Daomori said solemnly, "There is no other way... Let the artillerymen and cannonmen withdraw temporarily. After the wind and snow stop, we can solve the last wall of this fortress."
In this era, even the most advanced artillery and gunpowder in Europe are extremely afraid of rain, wind and snow - because in such weather, gunpowder is easily affected by moisture.
Therefore, there was no need for this confidant to remind him. Daomori also knew that in the current environment, their firearms would not be of use for the time being.
"In that wave of bombardment just now, the artillery shells and gunpowder we brought were at least one-third less..." At this time, another confidant twitched the corner of his mouth and continued in a regretful tone, "These are not cheap.
ah……"
"Now, don't worry about the money anymore..." Daomori said in a helpless tone.
After saying that, Daomori stood up and left Mazar under his buttocks.
"I'll go back to the camp and take a rest. When the wind and snow stop or lighten up, let me know as soon as possible."
"yes!"
"Lord Inamori!"
Before Inamori could go far, another person shouted his name and stopped him.
The one who stopped him was Gui Yizheng.
"What's the matter?" Daomori turned around and looked at Gui Yizheng.
"Now, the outer city walls of those barbarians have been blown down by us. They must have lost their courage." Gui Yizheng said slowly, "Do I need to persuade them to surrender again?"
"No need." Inamori replied without thinking.
He raised his disgusted eyes and looked at the distant city.
"These days, the barbarians have had countless opportunities to surrender to us, but they have always chosen to resist."
"They need to pay the price for their stupid defiance."
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Red Moon Fortress, Kunoya’s Clinic——
"Little girl, why are you sitting up again?"
As soon as Cunoya returned to the clinic, she saw Atachi who was sitting leaning against the wall.
"Kunoa, you're back."
Omachi cast a surprised look at Kunoa.
"It's really strange to see you back at this time..."
"Didn't you say two days ago that my body has recovered very well and I can already sit and walk slowly?"
Atachi patted his chest.
"Recently, I can only lie down every day, and I'm getting tired of lying down. So I want to take advantage of now that I can sit up and stand up, and sit and stand more."
"Well...I did say this. But you should also remember to get more rest and don't push yourself too hard."
"Kunoa." Amachi asked at this time, "You came just in time... I want to ask: I just heard a very dense sound of artillery, and... something that seemed to be dumped. What happened?
Already?"
Kunoya: "It's not a big deal."
Kunoya, who didn't want to stand and talk to anyone, sat cross-legged next to Omachi, and continued to talk while skillfully cleaning the tobacco leaves in the pipe that she never left behind.
"It's just that the Japanese troops outside the city used firearms to blow a big hole in our outer city wall."
Cunoya used a few words to summarize the events that had just ended.
"...Now there is a sudden heavy snowstorm, which makes the He army's firearms temporarily unusable, so the He army's offensive is temporarily stopped."
"Fortunately, Chanupu's retreat order was issued in time. Everyone on the outer city wall fled the city wall before a hole was blasted out. Only a few people were accidentally injured by the debris splashed after the wall broke.
He was hit and slightly injured."
"So it's rare that I don't have too many injured people to deal with today, so I can come back early to have a rest."
After learning what had just happened, A-Machi did not immediately express any thoughts on this matter, which was undoubtedly a big bad news for the entire Red Moon Fortress.
Instead, he first put on an expression of disbelief towards Cunoa.
"...Kunoa, you are so calm..." Amachi couldn't help but whispered in a tone of shock and confusion, "A big hole was blasted out of the outer city wall, and you can still be like this?"
Calm down..."
"I've said it many times." Kunoya shrugged and smiled, "I'm used to seeing a lot of winds and waves. I'm used to seeing big winds and waves, and now there's basically nothing I can do.
It makes me panic."
Cunoya stuffed the cleaned bong back into her arms.
"Right now, Chanupu and the others are taking advantage of the cessation of the Japanese army's offensive to seize the time to discuss how to deal with the Japanese army's firearms."
"But I don't think they can discuss anything..."
"The artillery and barrels of the Japanese army are placed in places where our bows and arrows and muskets cannot hit them, and it is impossible for us to send people to attack. That will only lead to death."
"Today...maybe be the last day of this struggle..."
These days, Cunoa, who basically had an expression of "don't care about anything", rarely showed a bit of seriousness on her face at this time.
"...Little girl, let me ask you a question. Have you ever thought about how to protect yourself after the city is destroyed? Huh? Little girl, are you in a daze?"
Only then did Cunoya realize that Omachi beside her had lowered his head slightly at some point - as if he was thinking about something.
Seeing that A-Machi didn't respond to her, Kunoya was about to raise her hand to shake A-Machi, when A-Machi suddenly raised his head:
"Miss Cunoa, can you take me to Mr. Chanup's place? Right now."
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Red Moon Fortress, Chanup’s home——
"...Besides sending people out to kill those guys who use firearms, there is no other way..." After saying this, Retannoe slowly bent as if his waist had lost its support.
Come down.
"But this is no different from committing suicide." Lin Ziping, who was sitting opposite Retannoe, refuted unceremoniously, "You should have seen it just now. There were many guards around those artillerymen and big gunners.
of."
"And the He army also has cavalry. Once they see us sending people out of the city, they can immediately send cavalry to encircle and suppress us."
"Charging down the city wall is just an act of committing suicide."
"Then what else do you think we can do now?" Retannoe and Lin Ziping went toe-to-toe, "Shall we wait silently for the wind and snow to stop, and then sit back and watch them continue to bombard our city walls?"
Lin Ziping: "..."
Lin Ziping remained silent and lowered his head.
The atmosphere in the room became even more depressing because of Lin Ziping's silence.
After the Japanese offensive stopped, Chanup and the others held an emergency meeting to discuss what to do with the Japanese artillerymen.
However - until now, they have not come up with any perfect method...
"...Retannoe is right." At this time, Chanup's deep voice sounded, "We have no other choice now but to go out of the city and kill their artillerymen and barrelmen."
"Gather our dog sleds together. This will increase the movement speed somewhat."
"I personally led a group of the most powerful archers out of the city and used rockets to shoot at the artillerymen. As long as I can ignite their gunpowder and cause an explosion, I can blast them all into the sky."
As soon as Chanup finished speaking, everyone present looked at him in shock.
"Mr. Chanup, do you want to lead people out of the city in person?" Lin Ziping took the lead.
"This is an extremely dangerous task." Chanupu said calmly, "You have to leave the city and face Kazuto's army directly. This requires someone with enough weight to take the lead in charging forward, so that the rest of the people have the courage to follow.
superior."
"This kind of battle was proposed by me. It is most suitable for me to be the one who leads the charge."
"At the same time, me personally participating in the battle can also boost morale and fighting spirit to the greatest extent, making the odds of winning this battle somewhat higher."
Retannoe: "Chanup..."
When Retannoe was about to say something more, Chanup interrupted him first:
"Retannoe, I know what you want to say."
"No need to persuade me anymore."
"Whether we can deal with those artillerymen and big gunners today is related to the success or failure of our struggle."
"If anyone else takes the lead in the charge, the effect will definitely be far less effective than if I go into battle myself."
"So don't waste your efforts trying to persuade me."
"I will personally lead the charge - giving this battle a greater chance of victory."
There was no hesitation or hesitation in Chanup's tone, leaving no room for argument.
Retannoe's lips opened and closed, closed and opened again, and finally the full words turned into a long sigh.
The surrounding atmosphere is still solemn—but there is a bit more sadness in the solemnity.
"Before the He army's offensive starts again, start mobilizing everyone and making rocket handles."
Chanup said as he slowly stood up.
"Do as much as you can."
"Retannoe, go to the warehouse and bring the oil we have in stock..."
"Chanup! Chanup! Chanup!"
A series of shouts calling Chanup's name suddenly came from outside the house into the house.
Chanup frowned and looked outside the room: "Kunoya?"
call!
The door curtain was opened, and two women followed the opened door curtain and appeared within the field of vision of Chanup and the others.
One of the women was Kunoya, who was very familiar to everyone present.
The other woman was very unfamiliar to most people - except for Chanup and Lin Ziping.
"Huh?" Chanup raised his eyebrows vigorously, "Kunoa, why did you bring Miss Atachi here? And - what is that thing you are carrying on your back?"
The woman who was familiar to everyone except Chanup and Lin Ziping was none other than Ating.
At this moment, Omachi was following closely behind Kunoya. Since she had just returned to normal walking ability in the past few days, her cheeks still had no color and her steps were a little weak.
"This is this little girl's thing." Kunoya smiled bitterly and patted the big cloth bag on her back, "I'm not sure what it is, it's quite heavy."
"This little girl seems to have something important to tell you and insists on asking me to bring her to see you."
"He also asked me to help carry this heavy thing on his back."
Cunoya was carrying a large, long rod-shaped cloth bag on her back.
Because it was wrapped tightly in cloth, it was difficult for outsiders to see clearly what was inside the bag.
"You want to tell me something?" Chanup cast a doubtful look at Ating.
"Mr. Chanup," Amachi said, "I have heard everything about what happened this morning from Kunoya."
"Maybe... I can be of some help."
Having said this, Amachi took down the things that Kunoya was carrying, put them on the ground, and then untied the cloth that tightly wrapped the things inside.
Soon, A-Machi untied the big cloth bag.
After the big cloth bag was untied, everyone present - including Kunoya, who had just carried the thing on her back, looked at the things exposed after the cloth bag was untied with shocked eyes.
Contained in the cloth bag were five muskets.
5 muskets with slightly different styles from flintlock muskets.
"Kentucky... long rifle..." Lin Ziping looked at the five muskets and said in a daze.
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Outside the city, the shogunate army camp, the entire army's main formation——
Daomori stretched himself and slowly walked out of his tent.
Just now, Daomori took a nap - because he was in a good mood, Daomori rarely had a very sweet sleep.
"Very good...the wind and snow have stopped." After leaving the camp, Daomori looked up at the sky with a proud smile.
After Daomori walked out of the camp, several of Daomori's cronies who had been guarding outside the camp immediately came to greet him.
The sky that was still blowing with wind and snow just now has stopped roaring, and even the dark clouds have dispersed a little, and some sunlight is faintly shining through the gaps in the dark clouds.
Daomori, who was looking forward to breaking through the Red Moon Fortress within one day today, had been secretly praying for the wind and snow to stop as soon as possible since the snowstorm started falling.
But now, the wind and snow have finally stopped. Is there any reason to delay any longer?
"Send orders to the artillerymen and gunners!" Daomori shouted to the henchmen who had just come up, "bring down the last wall of those barbarians!"
The exact same scene as this morning occurred.
The artillerymen pushed their cannons.
The drummers carried their drums.
Under the escort of hundreds of soldiers, they slowly walked out of the military camp. They marched until they reached the shooting position this morning before stopping, and then began to load gunpowder and shells into the cannons and barrels they were responsible for.
So far, every scene is exactly the same as this morning.
But at this moment——
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--!"
Someone suddenly covered his left shoulder and fell to the ground, rolling on the ground while letting out a shrill wail.
This shrill wail gradually made the scene completely different from what it was this morning.
The artilleryman who suddenly fell to the ground and howled naturally shocked everyone around him.
"What happened?!"
"what happen?!"
"Hey! What's wrong with you? Let me see your shoulders!"
"He's been shot!"
"Hit? Where was the projectile shot?"
"Are they the projectiles fired by those barbarians?"
"Impossible! Such a long distance! How could it possibly hit...ahhhhhhhhh-!"
The soldier who just yelled "impossible", before he finished speaking, he covered his belly, wailed, and rolled on the ground. Blood immediately stained the snow under him.
It got all red.
Everyone was just about to check on the second companion who was suddenly shot and injured——
"Ahhhhhhhhh-!"
Another man was hit by a pellet, this time in the thigh.
Then the 4th person was shot, the 5th person was shot, the 6th person was shot...
More and more people are being hit by projectiles fired from unknown places.
The wails of those who were shot were intertwined, like a giant hammer hitting the hearts of the remaining people who had not been shot.
I don’t know where the projectile came from, and I don’t know if the next person to be shot will be me. This fear of the unknown makes panic spread at an alarming speed.
"Where did all these projectiles come from!"
"It should be the projectiles fired by those barbarians!"
"How could it be possible to shoot so accurately from such a long distance...ahhhhhhhhhhhh-!"
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At this moment——
"Shoot." A-Machi said to the shooter beside him in a calm tone.
A young man who acted as translator for A-Machi immediately translated what A-Machi just said to the shooter who was squatting next to him.
boom!
After receiving the "shoot" command, the shooter immediately pulled the trigger, then handed the empty Kentucky long rifle to the person next to him who was responsible for filling the bullets, and he took the new gun that was just ready for shooting.
A-Machi grabbed the barrel of the gun, keeping his eyes fixed on the artillerymen and cannon operators outside the city, and fine-tuned the gun body.
"Being grabbed so hard makes it difficult for me to aim."
The translator once again translated Atachi's words to the shooter. The shooter quickly relaxed his grip on the gun.
"Okay, shoot."
Gunshots fired.
Another artilleryman was shot and fell to the snow, wailing.
Atachi's body was still very weak, and the location of her injury was still on her collarbone, so it was difficult for her to withstand the recoil of the Kentucky long rifle.
So——Atachi handed over the shooting task to others.
You are responsible for adjusting the gun body and aiming at the enemy.
The shooter only needs to pull the trigger.
Next to the shooter, there are four people responsible for filling the projectiles. Their task is also very simple: they are responsible for reloading the rifle that has been empty of projectiles.
There are five Kentucky Long Rifles in Atachi's possession, one is used for shooting, and the other four are used as backup - this number is enough to ensure that the rain of bullets never stops.
One person is responsible for aiming, one person is responsible for shooting, and four people are responsible for loading projectiles. This "shooting team" seems a bit unusual at first glance, but it is such an unusual combination that gives the artillerymen and big gunners outside the city a head-on blow.
Blow.
"It's amazing..." Lin Ziping looked blankly at the already chaotic artillerymen and gunners in the distance, "Although they used the Kentucky long rifle, which is famous for its range and accuracy, this kind of shooting technology is really amazing.
so amazing……"
Even Lin Ziping, who had seen the world, was shocked by Ating's shooting skills, let alone others.
Chanupu, Retannoe, Tang Shen... everyone is basically stunned now.
And they were not the only ones who were also stunned.
Outside the city, Daomori, who was originally expecting to see a big hole blasted out of the inner city wall of the Red Moon Fortress, now had his eyes widened and his mouth wide open.
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Outside the city, the shogunate army camp, the entire army's main formation——
Inamori didn't notice anything strange about the artillery formation until a dozen or so people were knocked down by Omachi's long-range sniper fire.
Because all his body and mind just now were placed on the inner city wall, looking expectantly at the inner city wall that he expected would soon be blasted with a big hole.
It wasn't until the artillery array stopped firing that Daomori looked at the artillery array with a telescope with a puzzled look on his face, and then saw the artillerymen and gunners being knocked down one by one.
Inamori didn't know what happened.
But he knew that if he didn't get the people out quickly, all of his few people who knew how to operate artillery and barrels would die.
So, after putting down the telescope, Daomori immediately shouted to the messenger next to him with a tone full of anxiety:
"Send an order to the artillery array! Tell them to withdraw immediately!"
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Red Moon Fortress, inner city wall——
"I found something good..."
As Machi muttered, he smiled like a bad boy who had successfully pulled off a beautiful prank.
He had amazing eyesight. Even without a telescope, he could clearly see the position of each general in the Japanese artillery array.
She has been looking for something from the very beginning.
After shooting down nearly twenty people, clearing away debris, and making her vision clearer, she finally found the target she had been looking for—the box containing gunpowder.
Atachi gripped the barrel of the rifle next to him tightly and adjusted the gun body.
The gunpowder box is much smaller than the human body, so even Atachi cannot guarantee that it will definitely hit the gunpowder box.
In order to hit the target with one hit, Atachi was so focused that he even slowed down his breathing unconsciously.
"...shoot." Amachi let go of the barrel of the gun he was holding.
boom!
The scorching bullets flew out of the barrel, creating scalding heat waves in the air.
Because the distance was quite far, the projectile deviated from its original trajectory after flying for a while, and its flight path changed from a straight line to a parabola.
The projectile falling in a parabola landed on the powder box filled with gunpowder.
boom!
The loudness was not inferior to the roar of the outer city wall collapsing this morning.
The projectile dropped into the gunpowder box, igniting the gunpowder and causing an explosion.
The fire wave generated after the explosion also ignited the gunpowder in the remaining gunpowder boxes.
Explosions were superimposed upon explosions, and finally mixed into a huge explosion that enveloped almost the entire artillery array.
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Daomori stared blankly at the artillery array where flames were still raging after the explosion...or the "original artillery array".
Everything that happened before my eyes was too dramatic...
This morning, he had successfully achieved a powerful feat of demolishing the outer city wall. The artillery array that he had high hopes for was all destroyed in a sea of fire in the blink of an eye.
This dramatic change caused Inamori to have an extremely strong illusion that he was in a dream.
Daomori now wants to punch himself to see if he is really in a dream.
The expressions of the surrounding generals are similar to those of Inamori.
Some generals who came back to their senses lowered their heads consciously, looked at their noses with their eyes, and their noses with their hearts, and remained silent.
After an unknown amount of time passed, the silent and eerie atmosphere in this formation was finally broken by Daomori.
"...Send an order to the Second Army." Daomori, whose eyes were slightly red with anger, gritted his teeth, "The whole army will go out and capture the last wall of the Red Moon Fortress!"
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"Successful..." Tangshen, who was holding his Japanese sword, looked at the large group of flames in the distance that destroyed all the artillery arrays of the generals, and murmured in a low voice subconsciously.
He said, "The Japanese artillery array was successfully destroyed..."
After the artillery array was blown away, there was silence on the inner city wall at first.
Then gradually there was a little bit of noisy talking.
Finally - it turned into cheers.
On the inner city wall, almost everyone was cheering, cheering for the victory just now.
This morning they had suffered a great deal, and they had taken advantage of the opponent's artillery formation that they had no control over, and now they were perished in the sea of fire. This joy, this feeling of surviving the disaster, made almost everyone cheer and celebrate spontaneously.
As the absolute protagonist of this victory, Atachi. She breathed a sigh of relief now, with a little tiredness and a smile on her face.
Everyone gathered around Atachi and celebrated the victory - this was what should have happened next...
woo woo woo woo--!
But the sudden sound of conch shells brought everyone's cheers to an abrupt end.
"...It seems that we have to wait until tonight to celebrate properly." Tang Shen muttered while tightening his grip on the Japanese sword in his palm.
"As expected..." Chanup said solemnly, "The artillery array is gone... just send ordinary troops to attack..."
Chanup took off the bow and arrow from his back: "The Japanese army is about to attack! Get ready to meet the enemy!"
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PS: Every time I write "Kentucky Long Rifle", I always involuntarily write "Kentucky Long Rifle"...