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Chapter 728 Artillery and Stone Age Aboriginals ([-]rd update)

"The artillery is in place!" Before Cheng Hong got down from the high ground, the artilleryman had consciously set up two smoothbore guns.

The sudden attack of the aborigines panicked the expedition team members who were still preparing stones, wood, and transporting materials from the ship. They grabbed the muskets around them one after another, as if they were facing an enemy.

"Don't shoot, no, be careful not to hit us!" The two musketeers who were being chased by the indigenous tribe hurried over.

Cheng Hong came down from the high ground at this time and shouted at them: "You two, get down!!!"

When the two musketeers were less than 100 meters away from the artillery and musket position, they heard Cheng Hong's shout and immediately fell forward.

"Fire!" The musketeer lit the fuse and covered his ears aside.

Boom, boom!Two gunshots sounded, and two solid projectiles were fired into the distance.

The hundreds of natives who were chasing the musketeers were startled by the loud noise of the artillery, and all shrank in fright, standing still and not daring to move.They didn't know what monster was making the sound like thunder, and the white smoke from the muzzle of the expedition's artillery made them even more frightened.

"Shoot at their feet!" Cheng Hong led the musketeers to shoot at the feet of the aborigines, and the gravel splashed!

scare!The natives backed up a few meters in fright.All of them raised the stone tools in their hands in surprise and confronted Cheng Hong and the others.

Taking advantage of this time, the two musketeers fled back to their positions.

"What did the two of you do to them, to hunt you down like a hornet's nest?" Cheng Hong asked.

Of course, he deliberately did not conflict with the aboriginals, otherwise the shelling and musket shooting just now would have disintegrated the aboriginals long ago.Everyone is killed, who will help with farming and grazing?

"We found two ostriches at the beginning, thinking that we could catch them to improve our food, but the local aborigines were alarmed by the sound of gunshots, and they chased us like crazy. When we saw that the situation was not good, of course we ran as fast as we could , and then we escaped, and they chased them." Two musketeers who fled back said.

"It's good that they didn't kill them, otherwise I'm afraid it's a feud." Cheng Hong said, "First find a way to drive them away."

"Why let them go, we have guns and artillery, they are not our opponents at all." The two musketeers who fled back were puzzled.

"What we need is labor. Killing them is of no benefit to us, and the other party is just a stone civilization. As long as we give them a little bit of benefits, they will become our slaves. To subdue them, we have a hundred ways, using Force is only the worst means." Cheng Hong said.

"They don't look like they are going to flee, how can we scare them away?" asked the artilleryman behind.

If they are allowed to use artillery, they are confident that it will be easy to defeat these aborigines, but if the use of artillery is prohibited, it will not be easy to scare the aborigines away.

Cheng Hong glanced at the aborigines who seemed to be frightened, but the aborigines hadn't used their bodies to resist muskets and artillery, and they didn't know the cruelty of bullets and shells falling on their bodies.He said to a gunner who was preparing black powder for the cannon: "Get the powder and pile it there."

The gunner didn't know where he was, but obeyed the order and poured a handful of gunpowder on the flat ground.

"Some more." Cheng Hong asked the gunner to pile more black powder there.

Their expedition did not bring picric acid and other strong explosives, because picric acid is very unstable, and if there is a storm on the way, it will easily explode and burn the entire wooden ship.Black powder is enough to instantly kill tens of thousands of people in the New World.

"Bring another rooster and put the rooster on the gunpowder." Cheng Hong said.

"Yes." A soldier grabbed a rooster from the coop suspiciously. Does the captain want to play with fried chicken?
"Lay the fuse and light it when I order it."

Cheng Hong came among the firearms troops and the aborigines, raised the musket in his hand high, as if he was holding some kind of artifact, and then danced with his hands and feet, imitating wild animals or eagles in the dance, with weird movements.

This is a dance of shamanism believed by some ethnic groups in the north, which shows that primitive religions believe in animism and totem worship.In Cheng Hong's view, this is the best way to communicate or scare the local aborigines.

"Light it up!" Cheng Hong said to the people behind him at the end of a dance.

The soldiers lit the fuse extending to the gunpowder pile, and the burning match burned to the gunpowder pile. The poor rooster hadn't realized his sad fate.

When the gunpowder pile was about to be exploded, Cheng Hong stopped dancing, pointed the musket to the powder pile, and shouted sharply: "Explode!"

Boom!When the gunpowder pile meets an open flame and explodes, flames several meters high rise into the sky, and black smoke billows!The fierce flames and the strong wind generated by the gunpowder explosion made Cheng Hong and others protect their eyes with their arms!
The rooster that was placed on the gunpowder pile was directly reduced to ashes!
From the perspective of the natives, it was like an explosion shot by Cheng Hong with a musket!Such a terrifying explosion scares them more than thunder!
Hundreds of aborigines fell to the ground in fright, all of them turned pale, and some aboriginals were so frightened that they lost control and pulled Curry in public!

Cheng Hong turned his musket to them.

These frightened natives supported each other to get up, pressed their heads tightly to the ground, screamed something, and trembled, as if they had offended the gods, and begged for forgiveness from the gods.Who but the great spirits of nature could possess such holy relics as Stranger!

Cheng Hong smiled evilly, it seemed that they had learned to be afraid of muskets.So long as muskets are in hand, they shall remain forever in fear.

"Captain, what are you going to do?" The soldiers behind him couldn't help asking worriedly when they saw Cheng Hong walking towards the aborigines on the opposite side holding a musket.

"Don't worry about me." Cheng Hong walked over swaggeringly, looking down on the group of natives who bowed their heads and begged for mercy, feeling like a conqueror.

"Look up!" Cheng Hong shouted to the natives in a low voice, not sure if they could understand.Or it doesn't matter whether you understand or not.

One of the natives, who looked like an indigenous leader, crawled up to Cheng Hong almost trembling on the ground, begging for mercy, not daring to raise his head to blaspheme the "god".

Cheng Hong put a hand on his celestial cap, feeling his tension and fear.

He pushed the head of the native leader up with his hand, and seeing the pupils of the native dilated, he almost fainted from fright.

"You guys, get out of here!" Cheng Hong pointed to the northeast direction, motioning for them to leave.

The aborigines were still lying on the ground in panic, until Cheng Hong went back, still lying there chanting for a full three hours, and when it was dark, seeing that the gods ignored them, they returned to their tribe with each other's legs. Numb.

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