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"Boom boom boom..."

In Manila Bay, thirty sail warships are lined up.

After Zhao Xu's order was issued, the cannons on the battleships fired in unison, instantly pouring more than a thousand shells onto the forts on the Manila coast.

At this moment, they were about four miles from the coast.

During the siege of Manila, Zhou Yi deliberately sent warships to test the maximum range of the opponent's fort.

The opponent's artillery has different ranges. Among the eighty-six forts, the maximum range of 70% of the artillery is two thousand meters.

The range of 30% of the artillery is three thousand meters, but within a distance of two thousand meters, it cannot cause much damage to the battleship.

So, he decided to let the warship conduct bombardment from a position of two thousand meters.

There's no need to take the risk when you can survive the bombardment unscathed.

As for why this happens to Folangji's artillery.

He believed that most of Manila's forts were old artillery pieces from the past.

Since the natives of the colony did not know how to make muskets and artillery, the flintlocks from one or two hundred years ago were enough to deal with them.

Therefore, the colonists have insufficient motivation to replace their muskets and artillery.

The artillery with a maximum range of three kilometers is probably coming with the supporting navy.

But the quantity was clearly insufficient.

"Your Highness, you should be careful. Occasionally, solid bullets will fly over." Zhou Yi reminded tactfully when a shell landed on the sea in front of the deck and caused a splash of more than ten meters high.

Zhao Xu smiled and said, "I have never seen anything like this in the market, but it doesn't matter how timid it is on the battlefield."

After that, he looked through the telescope and saw that the Manila coast in front was instantly covered by the flames born from the explosion of the shell.

He even saw some Franco robot soldiers being swept up into the sky by the shock wave of the explosion.

Under this wave of shelling, most of the counterattacks from the forts on the coast were immediately extinguished.

The firepower of the battleship is even enviable by army generals such as Chang Wei.

Each warship is an artillery position on the sea.

Especially when they use explosive ammunition.

As long as one shell hits the fort, at least half of the soldiers in the opponent's fort will die.

"After ten rounds, you can log in." Zhao Xu muttered.

Ten rounds were enough to cover tens of thousands of artillery shells. Even if the cannonballs of the Fo Lang robot were made of iron, almost all of them would be destroyed.

at the same time.

Unlike Zhao Xu's indifference, Luzon Governor Ferrero was constantly cursing the Western-Turkish coalition in deep fear.

"They abandoned us, the sons of bitches."

"God, let them all go to hell."

"..."

Because the topography of the coast always goes from low to high.

Standing in the ditch, Ferrero could have a panoramic view of the coast through his telescope.

For the first time, he saw the tremendous power of the Dasong naval gun.

So many shells exploded in succession that the ground beneath his feet jumped up and down like a spring bed.

This made him and the Franco soldiers in the trench open their mouths in surprise.

They had never seen anything like this.

The countless flames in this picture were extremely dazzling, but what they brought to them was deep fear.

In an instant, most of the Franco soldiers in the fort were killed or injured.

He could not imagine if these shells had landed in the trenches.

"This, this, what kind of monster is this?" Ferrero's forehead was covered with beads of sweat as big as beans.

He comes from the military and has been involved in wars.

Now, he was sure of one thing.

This battle will be the most brutal war in his life.

"Bang bang bang... boom boom..."

Just when Ferrero was in shock, intensive gunshots and explosions suddenly came from the north.

This explosion was very light and not the sound of artillery.

"My Lord Governor, a large army of more than 20,000 people suddenly appeared on the north side. They have already invaded Manila City and are coming towards the fortifications."

At this moment, a Franco soldier came on horseback with a pale face.

"What! Aren't there only a small number of Dasong troops in the north?" Ferrero's heart seemed to be pinched by an invisible force, causing him to almost convulse.

Since the Dasong army occupied Bambu, two thousand Dasong troops have been active north of Manila, attacking northern cities.

Within a short period of time, these cities fell.

After that, he lost control of the north.

At the same time, because the sea route was cut off by the Dasong Navy and the land route was not smooth, he could no longer obtain intelligence from the north.

"This..." The Franco Cavalry could not answer Ferrero's doubts.

"Valenza, you immediately lead 8,000 French soldiers and 50,000 indigenous troops to annihilate this great army." Ferrero shouted to the officer beside him.

Once the city of Manila was lost, they were stranded on the coast.

The officer saluted Ferrero and then gave orders to his officers.

Many Franco soldiers climbed out of the trenches and headed towards Manila.

At the same time, a group of native troops, a small number armed with flintlocks and mostly armed with swords, also left.

"God bless Valenza for being able to block Da Song's army." Ferrero looked solemn.

Ever since Britain's Tianzhu Arsenal imitated the Daisong's front-loading rifle.

Under the agreement, they also obtained this musket from the British.

However, due to limited production, they have only obtained 12,000 rifled guns so far.

This number is not enough to replace the Folangji soldiers, let alone the indigenous troops under their command.

But in general, the combat effectiveness of the Franco machine has indeed been greatly enhanced due to its installation of rifled guns.

At the moment, he had no support, and the only thing he could count on was this musket.

"Boom boom boom..."

Just as he was thinking, the battleship on the sea fired another round of cannonballs.

Then came the third round, the fourth round, until the tenth round.

Just after the tenth round, the battleship on the sea suddenly moved forward.

Stopped five hundred meters from the coast and reorganized into a line.

Seeing this scene, Ferrero felt cold all over.

Sure enough, just as he expected.

There was another flash of fire on the sea, and then countless artillery shells fell like raindrops on the trench position one mile away from the coast.

"Boom boom boom..."

The shells exploded in the trench position, deafening and sending up dust all over the sky.

When the explosion ended, blood rained down from the sky, and bloody limbs fell on the ground.

Screams also filled the entire trench position.

Ferrero leaned against the wall of the trench, his lips trembling, and he felt angry again.

The great poets of Luzon are nothing but despicable pigs under their hands.

As long as these pigs dissatisfied him, he could always create a massacre to punish them.

Now, he is being attacked by these pigs.

The huge contrast gave him not only fear, but also a sense of humiliation from within.

Therefore, after the extreme fear, he suddenly fell into extreme madness. He looked at the sea, his pupils dilated, and shouted, "Land in, land quickly, how long do you have to wait, let me chop you into pieces one by one." ”