Chapter 154: Break the line

"We are under attack!" someone shouted.

"Report, no attacker was seen!"

"Idiot, right in front of you!"

"Who will help me-it hurts!"

Various sounds one after another, coupled with scattered gravel and tumbling

dust, made the position chaotic for a while.

Hojo Saku turned his head and looked to his side. There was a sudden "empty"

on the ground fifty steps away. The soldier who was still standing fell to the

ground horizontally, and the artillery that was supposed to be pointed at the

entrance of the street was now horizontal. At the steps of the granary, and

there was a long blood trail below it.

Attack?

By the way, he did see sparks from the house before!

Hojo Sasa felt that his temporarily interrupted consciousness was connected

again-although I don't know what the princess was using, the sneak attack was

definitely launched from there!

"The second and third groups five degrees westward, aiming at the houses on

South First Street!" He drew out the katana and walked to the team to

supervise the battle. As an iron cannon who followed the general in many siege

battles against evil horses, he was not a rookie in the first battle. He knew

all the firearms that these practitioners could not look down upon. Hojo Saku

firmly believes that as long as the number of such weapons is large enough,

they can also become the core force in determining the battle. He is not an

emotional person, but he can sit on an equal footing with the greatly favored

family settlers, relying on firearms.

With a clear order, the chaos was immediately suppressed, and two groups of

artillery began to act accordingly. They pushed the heavy gun mount, aimed it

at the house where the sparks had just been emitted, and re-adjusted the angle

to fix the muzzle.

"Two bursts, let go!"

The fireman then pierced the red hook into the ignition port.

The iron cannon burst out with flames!

"Second shot preparation——"

The people on the side of immediately followed, cleared the barrel, filled the

cartridges and shells, and stuffed it with a wooden pole. "Ready!"

"Let it go!"

30 breaths, this interval proved that his troops were not intimidated by the

enemy's sneak attack, and the reloading time was still maintained at the

excellent level during training!

Hojo Saku looked at the bombed house-three out of the four shells hit, with

different angles of incidence, and a large gap had been knocked out in the

wall. If there is a princess's troops stationed inside, they should have been

smashed into blood by a cannonball at this moment.

However, the fact is that Xia Fan left the townhouse the same way after

finishing the first shot.

When he changed a place to squat, the enemy had just finished the first round

of counterattack.

So he stretched out the guide rail from another window.

The projectile box was on the right side, Xia Fan could complete the reloading

by himself, and he noticed that a guy dressed completely different from the

other soldiers of Dongsheng country came to the front of the battlefield.

Judging from the posture of the opponent holding a scimitar, it seems that he

is a general.

So he lowered the muzzle slightly and included this person in the hit zone.

As the enemy finished the second round and everyone was eagerly observing the

results of the battle, Xia Fan launched the improved streamer technique again!

The turbulent current flows into the track along one end of the handle, then

passes through the tail wing of the projectile into the loop on the other

side, and finally leads into the ground.

And the huge electromagnetic force generated on the guide rail in this process

pushes the projectile to accelerate continuously until it comes out with

electric sparks and hot air!

A scene similar to before appeared in the enemy's position.

Regrettably, this projectile did not directly hit the commander as Xia Fan

expected. Instead, it swept past its side and hit the tail of another iron

cannon—even if it was only two hundred meters away. , The accuracy of the

railgun can’t reach the point where it can be hit. Obviously, the processing

level seriously restricts its due strength.

Just when Xia Fan was about to change his seat to give full play to the

flexibility of the organ beast, a deafening roar suddenly exploded, and even

the house trembled.

He turned around, and a scorching wind was oncoming him.

I saw a red and black fireball rising from the enemy's position in the

distance, and the fierce explosive wind overturned all the surrounding

obstacles, including people! The fireball quickly disappeared, replaced by a

billowing smoke, which soon passed over the top of the granary like a mushroom

in bloom.

This is... the gunpowder has exploded?

Xia Fan immediately realized that by chance, a fragment of the projectile just

hit the enemy’s ammunition—the current and the high temperature caused by the

impact were still there. As long as it was in contact with flammable objects,

it could be instantly Burn.

At this moment, the princess blew the horn of attack!

According to the agreement, Xia Fan will shoot three to four times, depending

on the degree of ablation of the track and the amount of air in his body.

Ideally, it can destroy two positions and open up at least one safe passage

for the army.

But Ning Wanjun obviously didn't wait for the notification rigidly. When she

saw the enemy's position suddenly exploded, she gave the charge to charge.

"Everyone, come with me!"

Amidst the long whining of the horn, the princess rushed out of the street

first, towards the granary where the smoke was billowing.

After entering the open space, the army hardly encountered any decent

resistance, so it rushed directly into the position of Dongsheng Nation. At

this moment, they were surprised to find that most of the opponents they were

facing had already lost the ability to counterattack. Many people fell to the

ground with bleeding ears, or spit blood directly at the mouth, as if their

bodies were severely injured.

Even if there are still people who can draw their swords to fight with them,

their feet are swaying, and it is difficult to stand firm. Naturally, everyone

will not let go of such a good opportunity to grab credit, and cut each other

cleanly one by one.

Ning Wanjun traversed the smoky position several times, but she couldn't find

an enemy with which she could fight.

The food transport team in the distance saw the situation even worse and

turned around and ran towards the north of the city.

……

In the streets, the Mo Yun who witnessed all this was dumbfounded.

In her imagination~www.mtlnovel.com~ Her Royal Highness should be the weaker

party-in order to avenge this ** vengeance, she endured humiliation for many

years and finally saved a force that could protect herself. Next, she must be

careful to deal with the powers of the states, and the royal family of Qi is a

behemoth she dare not touch. If she is not careful, she will be crushed and

lost.

As one of the few friends of the princess, she knows the risks are huge, and

she is still willing to take risks for her and stay with her. If the princess

can achieve great things, it is naturally best. If she fails, she also wants

to be the one who accompanies each other to the end.

But the situation now seems a little different from what she expected.

Don't talk about the Dongsheng pirates, even if the Qiguo army is here, as

long as there are more than a dozen such "artillery", the result will not be

different, right?

So the Guangping Princess, who was entrusted to Jinxia City and has not yet

controlled the entire city, has actually become another behemoth?

This... is really incredible!

But after being shocked, there was ecstasy in Mo Yun's heart.

Regardless of how the gun works, it has to stand on top of the mechanical

beast that I made. When this thing really appears on the battlefield of Qiguo,

won't her invention spread all over the world immediately and everyone knows

it?

I don’t know what the Mohist die-hards will think then?

Mo Yun never likes to bow her head to her ears, but promises to swallow all

the injustices and sufferings she has suffered, otherwise she will not leave

the Mo family angrily.

She likes to complain directly.