Iron Power And Sorcerer

Iron Power And Sorcerer Chapter 303

2021-04-22

Chapter 303 Artillery
The sluice gate falls, the drawbridge rises, and they enter the city gate's Tortown Armored Soldier is trapped dead.

The clanging sound of steel blades piercing through the sound of horses' hooves was heard far away; fire flashed from time to time in the city, thought to be red flames from the muzzle of a gun.

"There should be a wall in the city." The fire-boiler had a sullen look on his face: "Where are the followers? Get him here!"

The big quiverer didn't say a word, and immediately Take someone to find the red dog.

The old interpreter was not very surprised. He sat on the saddle and watched the battle. He said with certainty: "It seems that there are not many people defending the city, otherwise they would not use such dangerous tactics."

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The Hundred Men Squad was ambushed, and it looked like things weren't going well for the Teltowners.

However [a bag of water can quench thirst, and a pool of water can drown a person], the Teldun people who broke into the city are the most fierce and brave armored guards. They are in a desperate situation, and they are bound to give their lives to fight.

In order to eat Xiandeng Suwei in one bite, the defenders would have to break a few front teeth. Under the cooperation of the inside and the outside, it is a good opportunity to break the city.

Luring the enemy into the urn is a dangerous move, and a little carelessness can be self-defeating.

In Laotongyi's memory, almost no defenders would take the initiative to let the enemy into the city.

Even if it is a large fort with multiple layers of walls, a sensible commander would not take such a risk, not to mention that the small town in front of him only has a simple, low earth wall.

"Rebel officer named Mason, are you so daring?" the old interpreter thought to himself: "Or jumping over the wall?"

If Mason himself heard the old interpreter's question, he would He probably just smiled helplessly and didn't answer.

The next change in the battle made the fire-boilers even more furious - the city wall was low and the trench was not deep, but the Terdun troops stopped at the edge of the trench and could not enter.

Observed at the fire roaster's position, the red light strobes on the inner side of the south gate, and the sound of fighting came from there, and there was almost no muzzle flash along the city wall.

This means that the Suwei who broke into the city is still fighting with the defenders, and has attracted a large number of defenders.

The other hundred cavalry teams outside the city should take this opportunity to reach the city directly, and attack the city with Xian Deng Suwei both inside and outside.

But the hundred cavalry teams stopped at the edge of the ditch and refused to go any further.

In the eyes of the fire roaster, the city wall of Revodan is only as tall as one person, and it is not difficult to turn it over even if it is wearing armor.

However, the Teltown people who really stood on the edge of the moat saw a different scene:
In front, the earth wall and the moat were integrated, and the wall and the moat were a coherent plane. , there is no "corner" as a dividing line.

Standing on the flat ground, this city wall is only as high as one person, which is very unremarkable.

But once you go down into the trench, the depth of the trench and the height of the wall superimpose everything, and the city wall that was originally about one person's height suddenly increased to two and a half people's height - that's not a human ability. Climbed over casually.

Richard Mason designed the Gervodin fortification: the wall is 2 meters high, the trench is 2.5 meters deep and 4 meters wide. The bottom of the trench is covered with a series of pickets, so you don't even think about coming up again.

The Terdun people on the outside of the moat listened to the gunfire and screams in the city. They didn't carry any siege equipment and could only shoot arrows at the location where the sound came from.

The armored guard who had entered the city climbed over the wall and fell into the bottom of the ditch, either falling to his death on the spot or being stabbed to death by a picket.

Telltown people circled the city wall, desperately looking for a place to climb.

In desperation, a young and reckless Teltown man fiercely whips his steed into a ditch.

The warhorse jumped high on the edge of the moat in pain.

The rider stepped on horseback in midair and made a thrilling jump into the city wall. After all, the poor warhorse could not break free from the law of falling, and fell heavily into the bottom of the ditch, where it was stabbed to death by a stake on the spot.

Other Teltowners were amazed and admired, but none followed.

Soon, the reckless youngster who jumped into the city wall climbed up the wall covered in blood again, just sticking out his upper body, he was dragged back by an invisible hand, and soon after a few cries There was no movement.

A city wall is like a gate between two worlds, and the Terdon people outside have no idea what's going on inside the wall.

They fired arrows, cursed, shouted, and the city wall was closed, only to respond with silence.

Not long after, the sound of fighting in the city wall gradually fell silent, and the hearts of a few red feathers on the edge of the trench sank.

Soon, the black muzzle sticks out from the wall - Mason, who had dealt with the enemy who had fallen into the city, finally freed up his hand to deal with the barbarians outside the city.

The old city wall was built tall, not only to increase the difficulty for the siege, but also because the height itself is a weapon.

The reason is very simple, even a child understands: the heavy object thrown from the higher position, the stronger the lethality.

But as gunpowder weapons were slowly used in siege warfare, military engineers soon realized that the towering city wall was not only fragile, but also detrimental to the formidable power of firearms.

The projectiles propelled by the gunpowder are much faster than arrows, have greater formidable power, and can even penetrate the human body continuously.

Except for the falling of the shell during flight, the more parallel the flight trajectory of the shell is to the ground, the higher the killing efficiency of the artillery.

From the point of view of developing firepower, it may be better to have a shorter city wall.

As a result, the low wall integrated with the wall and trench gradually came to the center of the stage.

This kind of design is not a new thing. The outer fortifications of the old city defense system - the sub-wall, the small outer wall, and the sheep-horse wall have similar structures.

However, the application of the integrated structure of the wall and trench to the main body of the city wall is a breakthrough in the new era.

This city wall is a "gift" prepared by Richard Mason for the Teltown people who stayed in the old era by using the design of the new era.

The unwilling Terdun people also tried to continue to use bows and arrows to kill the defenders behind the wall, but two thunderstorms extinguished their fighting intent.

Outside the southern city gate, the focal point of both the offensive and defensive sides, two air waves swept across the ground with gravel and iron slag.

The wounded warhorse neighed in horror and ran away; the shot rider was thrown off the saddle, and the charred holes in the clothes were gradually soaked with blood.

The musketeers, who were standing on the wooden stand with only half of their heads showing at the top of the wall, also opened fire.

"[Herde] Thunder!" Smoke filled the gunpowder, screaming again and again, and someone was exclaiming: "[Herde] Two-legged people have a big thunder!"

[Note : The Hurds call gunpowder weapons 'Thunder', muskets are generally called small thunders, artillery is called big thunder, so throwing grenades is called black thunder]
The distance is too close to stay in Teltown near the trench The man was almost bombarded twice by the defenders on the forehead.

No one knows the lethality of artillery better than the people of Taltown, and they have tasted the blood of the battle of the great wasteland.

Artillery, city walls, and staunch defenders—this city can't be considered impregnable, but it's not something the people of Teltown can take away.

Another Hong Lingyu saw that nothing could be done, so he gritted his teeth and ordered the withdrawal of troops.

The horn sounded, and the Teltun people who attacked the south gate dragged the corpses and the wounded to retreat.

Ville de Gévoudan fell silent for a long time, until the hooves of the barbarians faded away.

"Have you won?" a militiaman asked timidly.

"Win!" Mason patted his third-generation wooden cannon lovingly.

In an instant, the new town burst into thunderous cheers, and the people who avoided a catastrophe cried and shouted.

For the vast majority of the militias who were laborers the day before, they did almost nothing, but that didn't dilute their joy and happiness.

The frenzy swept across the St. George River, and the residents of the old city who were anxiously awaiting news were also infected.

Every family in the old town on the north bank knocked on the doors and windows, and the cheers floated across the river bank and returned to the south city.

The believers waiting at the cathedral in Gervoudan prayed in unison and praised the Savior.

And Gervoudin's true savior is scrutinizing his cannon at this very moment.

The structure of the first-generation wooden cannon is a log wrapped iron tube, which will be scrapped after a few uses; Use;
And the three generations of wooden cannons are the real artillery, and should not even be called "wooden cannons" anymore.

With the full support of Forge Township, the third-generation wooden cannon is wrapped in wrought iron to forge the gun body, and the process is close to forging the barrel.

The prototype barrel is then pre-tightened with iron hoops and belts, and finally knocked into the fresh and tough log core to further reduce the probability of the blasting chamber.

Although the three-layer structure of wrought iron, leather and wood makes the artillery bulky, it is not a big problem to use in the defense of the city.

"Good." Upon closer inspection, Mason saw no cracks or leaks.

So he ordered his subordinates to infiltrate the barrel with grease to cool the gun - the three-layer wrapping structure resulted in poor heat dissipation of the gun body.

Mr. Lieutenant Artillery looked at the "beautiful daughters" and thought a little with several points of triumph, "I am such a genius."

Meanwhile, in St. George's On the north bank of the river, Anna, Catherine and Mrs. Mitchell came to the cathedral of Gervoudan.

Catherine held Anna's hand tightly, as if afraid that if she let go, the elder sister would disappear.

The same is true for Anna, a little body temperature passed from Catherine's palm to her, reminding her that at least she still has a younger sister.

It wasn't the first time the Navarre sisters had gone through war, but never before standing so close.

Just looking across the river bank, the hearts of the two ladies are tightly gripping. Occasionally, some bad probability even springs to mind.

But they did not and could not show any concern.

Because in the eyes of others, one of them is Mrs. Montagne and the other is Mrs. Montagne's younger sister, any negative emotions they have will be interpreted, amplified, and then spread throughout this small city .

At this point, Katherine is better than Scarlett and even better than Anna.

Scarlett rarely hides her emotions, and her worries about her father, brother and Winters are almost on her face. In her view, being candid doesn't mean being weak.

Catherine quickly adjusted to the burden. When Anna was busy helping Mason manage the women's and children's camp, it was Catherine who accompanied Madame Mitchell to contact with Gervodin's female relatives, smiled and injected confidence into the latter, and then spread this confidence to a wider area.

Because Anna doesn't like these kinds of occasions, Ms. Navarre is easily tired of Sand Dragons, tea parties, compliments, and polite smiles - Ms. Navarre Jr. is quite the opposite.

In a way, they each inherit half of mother.

Mrs. Mitchell led Anna and Catherine to the altar of the church.

Anna accompanied Mrs. Mitchell to carefully place candles on the altar and pray silently.

In this small city on the edge of the world, Mrs. Mitchell, like a mother, sheltered Anna and Catherine under her wings.

“What are you praying for?” Katherine asked.

Mrs. Mitchell looked at the two children with pity: "I pray...you never need to be strong."

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Special When the Winters' first-round siege was frustrated, the Winters' first-round counterattack had also begun.

He watched Samukin's fleet leave the Oxhoof Valley and drift downstream.

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