Guangzhou City, City Tower.

It feels bad to be abandoned by the world.

Wang Rulong, who was wearing a helmet and armor, raised his arm and looked to Chen Mu at the small hillside more than a thousand steps below the city. When his eyesight was over, Wang Rulong, whose face was changing, could not see Chen Mu or see how many people there were. He just asked in a low voice: "What kind of cannon is that?"

His original intention might be to raise his hand to point out where the cannon was. He raised his arm halfway, but he pressed it hard against the female wall and did not point it.

‘What kind of cannon is that’ or ‘What’s that?’

The black gun body is not very thick, but the gun body is very long and the red gun cart is very conspicuous. Wang Rulong even saw a few pack horses next to him.

Can you use a pack horse to carry the cannon truck and bring the sharp weapon to defend the city on the city wall to use in field battles?

Wang Rulong didn't know that he had been imprisoned for too long, and the scene in front of him was no less harmful to him than the power of five shells when they landed on the Japanese pirates' front.

He was a miner and lived in a dark mine kiln for ten years until General Qi Jiguang asked him to join the army to kill the Japanese.

He was a recruiter and lived on the road to chasing Japanese pirates for ten years. Xiaotingling killed four Japanese pirates and was promoted to general; Fuqing Niutian killed four Japanese pirates, and his subordinates won 103 firsts, Lindun, Xinghua Prefecture won 104 firsts, and was promoted to the garrison of Fujian North Road; defending Xianyou, driving away the thieves Zhangpu Garden, and directly attacking Japanese pirates Hengyu and Xiaoshiling two nests, promoted to the commander-in-chief of Fujian, promoted to the commander-in-chief of Guangdong, and awarded General Zhaoyong.

He has never lost.

He had no regrets when he had his hand in prison for the rest of his life. If he had, he could not just follow General Qi to station Jizhen in Jizhen to attack Beilu. So what about Beilu!

A letter from afar said that Qi Shuai was training troops in the north to prevent the Northern Barbarians, the mandarin duck formation, and the tiger squatting cannons were difficult to achieve success. To prevent the Northern Barbarians, it required a chariot camp and a horse camp. The chariot camp needed a large number of Fran aircraft to hold the Northern Barbarians' charge.

General Qi helped him a lot, but Wang Rulong couldn't help. He was locked at the foot of Yuexiu Mountain south of the Five Ridges. He could not share the worries of Qi's family, nor could he go into battle to kill the enemy, and he was not free.

Although a little lonely is inevitable, Wang Rulong never felt sad.

Many years have passed, the Japanese pirates have left and come, and the officers and soldiers have fought and retreated. Whenever they are summoned to fight, they will defeat the enemy and win without any change.

Until the Battle of Xinjiang, he saw a bird gunman with a small flag with a familiar cartridge;

Until the Battle of Guangzhou, he saw a small thousand-house artillery bombarding Japanese pirates seven hundred steps away with artillery he had never seen before.

No one on the top of the city can answer Wang Rulong's question, and no one has ever seen such artillery.

But this at least proved to the disheartened Wang Rulong that there are still changes in this world.

Perhaps he, who is in Guangdong, can help General Qi again.

The situation of military struggle has certainly changed.

In front of the battalion, his army had not yet fought with the Japanese pirates. After a shell fell into the enemy's formation and killed and injured seven or eight Japanese pirates, five shells shot straight and walked accurately in the Japanese pirate formation, directly defeating more than 400 Japanese pirates. The soldiers of the battalion did not even have time to pursue them, and these pirates and Japanese pirates scattered and fled back to the camp.

Six solid bullets smashed all the Japanese pirates to show off their power.

Under the hillside, the morale of the flag-ranking soldiers was greatly boosted, and the artillery soldiers shouted. Under the leadership of many hundreds of households, the spearmen shouted neatly from their mouths with spears.

It seemed as if the shells that kept falling on the hillside did not exist. In fact, in the eyes of many Guangcheng officials on the city, the shells were falling like rain. Thirty or forty large ships in the river were fully fired. The Japanese pirate warships formed a ring formation on the water surface were running their tails. A burst of light broke out from the side of the ship. Hundreds of Fran machine cannons of different shapes and sizes, or even old mortar cannons, regardless of whether they could hit the target, venting their anger, splashed shells at the location where smoke was raised on the hillside.

The smoke and dust whistled up on the hillside, and even if you look from afar, it still makes people tremble from the bottom of your heart.

The guards were extremely proud to celebrate their defeat of the enemy with several cannons in one round, as if the gods came to earth to dodge or avoid the artillery fire that was close at hand, because no shell could land beside them.

This is a divine army protected by gods.

Of course, some people were also afraid. Many guards and some battalions who followed the army to Guangcheng ran away in scattered and fled when the Japanese pirate warships bombarded the first round of artillery fire. Only the Xinhui Qianhu Huang Dexiang fought, but they gritted their teeth and ordered the flag army and servants to stand behind Deng Zilong and others' army formations. Some people were scared by the artillery fire on the other side of the hillside.

But they are brave and still stand here.

The same was true for Chen Mu's flag army. When the first round of artillery fire came, the vibration under their feet almost dispersed, but when they found that there was no shell in this place that could hit them, the morale that was almost dispersed suddenly rose and turned to excitement and worship.

"Qianhu, why don't you stand back and you'll be able to hit the cannon." Huang Dexiang spoke a little, shouting loudly to overwhelm the roar on the other side of the hillside. The smoke and dust covered Chen Mu's armor, "Can't you sit down!"

"Hahaha!"

Chen Mu laughed loudly. At this moment, the price he paid for practicing artillery was rewarded. He could not cover it with joy in his eyes, "It's this, it's this!"

"Franco cannons, Huang Qianhu, Zeng Sanlao used Franco cannons. This kind of cannon, Chen's hand had eighty kilograms, one hundred and fifty kilograms, two hundred and three hundred kilograms, and more than eighty kilograms! I took down all the cannons and moved them to land to shoot, flat and high-fifty kilograms, and I've shot all fifty steps, two hundred and three hundred and four hundred steps. I've even measured and drawn the tree at every angle and distance of each cannon!

The artillery soldiers of Qianhu Institution in Xiangshan are powerful. They have a brief Chen's artillery practice to learn. Each artillery is turned on, fired, and Fran machine cannons have basically accurate wooden frame distance sights measured against the gun type. They can achieve the greatest accuracy of this era with a quadratic star.

As long as an artilleryman who can view the sights to adjust the position of the gun, the accuracy of the guns fired will be absolutely certain.

But how did this data come from?

It was their artillery instructor. Chen Qianhu personally led the assistant Wei Balang to shoot one by one. Although it was not exactly what Chen Mu attacked, because he had always asked the flag army to ignite. In fact, it was his first time to fire the artillery for the Guanghaiwei to fire the artillery. However, in Xiangshan, every shell fired was fired through his adjustment of the angle.

The shells he fired in this year were much more than the bird gun bullets he fired in these four years!

In Xiangshan, no one is more familiar with the ballistics of various artillery than him.

Only when people really speak can they be confident.

Chen Mu stretched out his arms and pointed to the side of the mountain. It was the direction where the Japanese pirate fleet was on the river in his mind. "Mr. Chen said he couldn't hit this place. Even if he exploded the cannons, he broke his gunners to death - he could not hurt a hair from the Qianhu Banner Army in Xiangshan!"
Chapter completed!