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Chapter 870 That year, I fought with the ghost guy from Xuan Ge Camp ([-])

"I'll target those broken wheels and hit them first, so they can't run so fast~"

When Huang Ashan and others were faced with such a dense round of artillery fire, the results achieved were quite limited, and their heads were numb.

Suddenly, Master Shadow Rider's words sounded in their ears, which made them react and know what to do next.

Then, Slug held a bag of gunpowder in his hand and tried to stuff it into the barrel.

Upon seeing this, Huang Ashan was almost scared to death; he quickly cursed: "Slug, you bastard, stop it quickly, you made a mistake~"

Now, he finally understood why loading the cannon was so simple, and why Master Shadow Cavalry still looked a little worried after telling them so many times yesterday.

Because for things like slugs, what I originally thought was a simple operation, now I just panic and the order is wrong.

If the order is wrong, someone may die.

Don't look at it. The temperature in the gun barrel is not too high now, so it's not a big deal.

But when two more cannons are fired and the temperature of the barrel is higher, then a packet of gunpowder is directly inserted into the gunpowder first. Wouldn't it be dissatisfied that I didn't attack the street quickly enough?

Fortunately, Slug finally reacted after being shouted at.

After hastily stopping, he asked Buck Tooth Qiang on the side to pick up a brush made of boar bristles from a wooden bucket filled with water, and hurriedly thrust it towards the muzzle of the cannon.

With such a simple movement, Buck Tooth Qiang actually had to poke it in three times; after fidgeting a few times, he pulled out the brush that was covered in black scum and emitting white smoke.

Although during the whole process, Buck Tooth Qiang obviously tried his best to move as fast as possible.

But at least it took more than twenty counts to make such a preliminary move.

no way!A day ago, he was just a farmer; in the current fierce battlefield, it was already quite good to be able to avoid being scared away.

Huang Acan, who is also a mud-legged person, can naturally understand the above reasons.

The problem is that understanding is of no use. The Yin Ren Gui Lao side has already reacted at an astonishing speed.

The large ships that had stopped in the distance were now raising their anchors rapidly. After the windows on the tall ships were opened, gun barrels popped out one by one.

After taking a quick look, there were dozens of large and small artillery pieces on one side of each ship.

If they were all added together, Huang Acan's poor arithmetic knowledge would not be able to calculate how many there were at one time. Anyway, he just knew a lot.

The only good thing is that due to the angle of these cannons, there is no way to fire at the gun emplacements on both sides of the river for the time being; we can only use a few cannons on the bow and stern of the ship to fire at this side from a distance.

It's just that this time won't last long. When they get closer to two or three miles, they should be able to fire at them.

Such a simple truth, everyone who saw such a scene in the corner of their eyes could naturally think about it quite clearly.

But the more anxious we are, the more troubles everyone creates.

By the time everyone in Huangjia Village hurriedly cooperated and a new cannon was loaded, at least one hundred, fifty or sixty were counted.

After wiping the sweat from his forehead, Huang Ashan immediately stood behind the cannon, squinted one eye and began to aim.

At this time, I couldn't explain in words what kind of feeling my head was in, but it was an incredibly magical feeling that appeared again.

It gave him a clear premonition of where the shells from this artillery, which was already familiar with its ballistics, would eventually land after firing.

For this reason, he shouted loudly: "Turn the cannon a little to the left, there is more... right here, raise it a little higher behind, lift, lift, lift... stop~"

After some quick adjustments, he felt that the muzzle of the gun was finally aimed, and he stretched the torch in his hand towards the fuse.

At the moment when the fuse was lit, he did not forget to cover his ears with both hands, and at the same time, he took three consecutive steps to the left.Why?About five or six counts ago, they were on a run to the left.

After a Foshan guy lit the cannon, he forgot about the Shadow Rider. He had warned him many times before that he must retreat immediately after lighting it.

As a result, the cannon made a loud "boom" sound, and the entire artillery truck jerked backwards, hitting his chest directly.

What are the specific consequences?Huang Ashan didn't have time to see it at that time.

When I jumped away from the cannon, I took a quick look and saw that the Zhaoqing guy was lying on the ground with a big dent in his chest.

When he opened and closed his mouth, he probably wanted to say something to a few fellow villagers before he died, but every time he opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood came out "Wow~".

In the blink of an eye, he was dead.

Before he died, his eyes were full of unwillingness.

When Huang Acan saw this, he was filled with indescribable sadness...

Huang Acan's sorrow for the death of the rabbit did not last long; because a second later, a huge cannon sounded behind him, and their two-thousand-jin cannon had successfully fired one shot.

Then, huge cheers came from the mouths of the buck-toothed uncles and nephews waiting in Huangjiacun, as well as other people around them.

Even Master Shadow Rider ran over quickly, slapped his shoulder hard, and yelled, spitting on his face:

"Huang A-can, right? You are a born fucker."

The reason for this is that it was a cannon weighing about seven kilograms. After drawing an arc in the air, it accurately hit the first steam paddle-wheel battleship.

The driving paddle wheel on the right side of the hull is almost in the middle.

Under the impact of the cannonball, the bearing of the paddle wheel was probably significantly deformed, and the rotation speed became slower and slower, and finally became completely stuck.

On the contrary, the paddle wheel on the other side was still rotating, which caused the hull to immediately lose its balance and become sideways and swaying violently in place.

A steam paddle-wheel battleship behind was unable to stop in time, and its bow directly hit it.

Although this kind of steam paddle-wheel warship, the collision angle used for collision on the bow has long been cancelled; however, the bow still rammed in, and the two ships were stuck together.

The personnel on the two ships were also staggered by such a collision. They lost their combat effectiveness in a short period of time and became the best targets.

The 19-year-old boy from a farm family had never received such praise and cheers in his life. He blushed for a moment and didn't even know what to say.

Just when he was mumbling, about to say something.

Master Shadow Rider's face changed drastically. He pressed the back of his head with one hand and pushed him to the ground. At the same time, he yelled:
"Lie down, everyone lie down~"

After rushing over a sufficient distance, a third-class battleship, two fourth-class battleships, and a fifth-class battleship of the Yin Army fleet finally had a firing angle for the cannons on both sides of the ship.

Almost at the same time, they fired a terrifying volley at the top of the hill.

At the moment of firing, the warship turned to one side due to the terrifying recoil, and suddenly slid a short distance before stopping.

When he saw the flames with hundreds of muzzles suddenly light up, Shadow Cavalry instinctively pressed Huang Acan beside him and lay down towards the ground.

Just like what the veteran Lang Qing did to these rookies on the Sifang Fortress.

The difference is that although he doesn't understand how this kid can be so accurate, he knows that the other person's survival must be more effective than himself.

Originally weighing 230 kilograms, including a pair of chainmail and other equipment, the body weighed more than 260 kilograms and was directly pressed up...

(End of this chapter)