My Girlfriend is Long Aotian

However, the imagination of the Tarzis ends here. With the sound of "Biu" approaching, the first batch of shells has already screamed, and the first shells fell accurately into their artillery positions, only a difference. Hit a cannon in one meter.

Although it did not hit the ground directly, after the shell fell on the ground, it bounced and continued to roll forward. One of the artillerymen couldn't avoid it, and was hit in the calf by the rolling shell. With a click, the calf was instantly fractured, and the artillery screamed. He fell to the ground and couldn't get up with his legs.

Then, more shells fell.

The accuracy of these shells was so high that none of them flew randomly away from the artillery position. All thirty-two shells fell into the position. With luck, they directly hit Tarzi’s cannon and hit the ground with excitement. The big cannon ball jumped up, and the artillery guarding by the cannon was immediately knocked down by the bounced cannon.

The two-ton gun body would be dead if it bounced and hit a person, and there was no way to survive.

Although the shells with less luck missed them, they also landed very close to the Tatar cannons. The closest ones were only one meter apart, and the farther ones were at most ten meters away.

The accuracy of this wave of cannonballs scared the Tartars out of their souls, and many artillery monsters shouted: "This is impossible! Why can the Dameng country's cannons be so accurate?"

"Their shells almost missed it."

"Oh my god, I have never seen a cannon fired so accurately for ten years."

The artillery commander of the Tartar Army was furious: "What nonsense are you talking about? Quickly take advantage of the interval between the enemy's shelling to fight back."

"Oh, yes, counterattack." The Tarzi hurriedly cheered up. Although they had some losses in the previous round of shelling, they only lost a few cannons. There were still more than 30 guns that could be operated. They hurriedly took advantage of the losses. The opponent's shelling interval, re-adjusted the cannon on the side, then lit the fuze, and squatted down, covering his ears.

"Boom boom boom!"

Tarzi's cannon also fired, and dozens of shells flew towards Nanjing City.

The defenders of Nanjing City hurriedly shrank their necks and squatted behind the female wall. At this time, Chen Huan and others were standing on the tower watching the battle. With the sound of a cannon from the opposite side, more than 40 classmates immediately squatted down together. Even Lan Zijiang squatted down without regard to the emperor’s majesty, and only left. A few people, including Chen Huan, Long Aoxue, and Lu Qingyu, were still standing.

"Wow, Huanhuan, Qingyu, Aoxue, what are you doing standing there? Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just in case?"

Lu Qingyu chuckled and said, "What are you afraid of? Don't forget that I am the protagonist! The protagonist will not be shot by a gun. Let me tell you that in those anti-Japanese dramas, the devil soldiers use heavy machine guns to shoot, and the protagonist can also be Jumping around in the rain of bullets can't eat a single bullet. I am such a powerful protagonist, and I am not afraid at all."

classmates:"……"

As soon as Lu Qingyu’s voice fell, the cannonball was approaching, and only a continuous muffled sound was heard, and the city wall shook and shook several times. It turned out that the cannonballs basically hit the city wall. After all, the area of ​​the city wall is so huge that it is difficult to hit the air. Although the shots of the smoothbore gun fly randomly, it is not a big problem to fly on the city wall.

Each shell smashed into a huge hole in the city wall, and the bricks flew out, and smoke and dust filled it.

The classmates were shocked, and many people screamed.

At this time, the indigenous generals seemed calmer. No one knew how reliable the city wall of Nanjing was. This was built in the early years of Dameng. The shortest part of the city wall is 14 meters high and the tallest. The area is as high as 26 meters, the thinnest area is 7 meters thick, and the thickest area is even 30 meters thick. All of them are made of the best bricks. The thickness of the city wall reaches this level. The shelling was hard to shake. Tanzi had to blast for at least two days and two nights before he could knock down the city wall.

Rita was not afraid. She used to participate in interstellar wars. As soon as the battleship’s main gun fired, bucket-like beams of beams shot through the sky. There were too many missiles in the sky. The entire battleship shook violently, and now the small part of the city wall shook as if she couldn't feel it.

With a calm expression on her face, she shouted: "The enemy's shelling has passed. Artillery, what about you? It's your turn!"

"The general is so courageous." The artillerymen were infected by her brave and fearless spirit. They brushed the ground and jumped up from the ground, quickly cooled the barrel, cleared the barrel, and then reloaded, starting the second round of shelling...

"Boom boom boom boom!" Nanjing city artillery sounded again, and a round of shells flew to the artillery position of the Tartar Army.

The two sides were in this round, and I blasted each other round after round. After three or four rounds, the Tartars felt something was wrong. Their cannons were of low accuracy, most of them were blocked by the walls, and a small part were so crooked that they could not be touched. But the cannons of the Da Meng Army were extremely accurate. Every shell fell into their artillery positions. It didn’t take long for half of the cannons of the Tatar Army to be destroyed, and the remaining half became less and less imposing...

Chapter 547 Cannon fodder is here

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After several consecutive rounds of shelling, even if the most timid people in Nanjing were just shivering under the bed, they knew that the shelling of Dameng had the upper hand, and they could tell from the sound of the artillery. The artillery of the Tartar Army outside the city became sparser and less vigorous, but the artillery of Dameng Country still rang cheerfully.

Da Meng Country’s rifled guns can be fired accurately, and the female wall battle grid is protected, but the smooth-bore cannons of the Tatar Army are inaccurate, and they are barely placed on the top of the hill without shelter. Of course, the more they fight, the more wrong they are.

It didn’t take long for the artillery position of the Tartar Army to sound without even a single shot. The entire artillery position was blasted to pieces. It was fragmented. The artillerymen died and wounded, and their forty The smoothbore gun was either directly hit by the artillery shells of Dameng, and even the barrel was bent and twisted, or it was smashed by the cannon and the support when the shells rolled, causing the cannon to fall to the ground.

The ground of the artillery position was full of pits and pits. The larger ones were as big as a bathtub, and the smaller ones were the size of a washbasin. They were all smashed out by the artillery shells of Dameng country, and the pits were still crooked. The corpses of many artillerymen.

General Tarzi, who is in charge of the artillery, is now completely crazy. He stands a little further behind the artillery camp and mutters: "This is impossible, this is impossible. Why is the artillery of the Da Meng Army better than ours? Accurate? This is too accurate, impossible... it is impossible for a cannon to hit so accurately..."

The civil servants, military commanders, soldiers and common people of the Da Meng Country are exactly the opposite of his performance. Morale on this side is high, cheers are like clouds, and some soldiers even danced on the wall. Some people climbed onto the female wall and took off their pants. The Tartar soldiers outside the city showed their buttocks, and then slapped their buttocks with their hands. This was a provocative technique used in ancient times and was extremely arrogant.

Someone had reported the artillery’s defeat to the Tarim Army. Tarzi’s coach and a group of generals were sitting in the Army’s tent to discuss the details of the attack on Nanjing City. When breaking through, please order that the general's cavalry will be the first to rush into the city of Nanjing."

"You want to be the first to go in and grab valuables." Another general jumped up: "Why do you always do such a good thing? This time it's my turn to enter the city first."

They were making a lot of noise, and the soldiers ran in: "Report the commander, our artillery camp is completely destroyed."

"What?" The generals of Tarzi Spartan collectively.

"This is impossible!"

"How could it be completely destroyed?"

The generals quickly asked.

The soldier said: "Forty cannons of our army were placed on the top of the hill, and the 32 cannons of the city of Dameng were bombarded. Unexpectedly, after several rounds of artillery bombardment, our army's artillery was completely wiped out... Very accurate, the artillery shells always fell accurately into our artillery positions, but our artillery shells flew a lot, and although the rest hits, they only hit the city wall."

General: "..."

"Damn!" A group of generals hurriedly ran out of the Central Army's tent. At this time, the outside shelling had stopped. After the artillery position of Tarzi was settled, the shelling of Dameng was also stopped. There was no waste of artillery shells and the generals. I hurriedly flew to the hillside to observe the situation. I saw that the artillery camp of the army was in a mess, and I couldn't bear to look directly at it.

After a while, the generals of Tarzi were finally convinced that the cannons of the Dameng Army were indeed better than their own.

"Go and adjust more cannons." someone called.

"What's the use of more? If you can't shoot, no matter how many cannons are just other people's targets." Another general said.

"Now it seems that it is no longer feasible to destroy the city wall by shelling." Chief Tanzi frowned: "But Nanjing City must be captured. This is the capital of the Nanmeng Kingdom. Take this place. The Nanmeng Kingdom is the last. His heart of resistance will collapse, and the entire Jiangnan will easily fall into our hands."

"And we can't delay. Damengguo suddenly has such a powerful artillery technology. If they are given time, they may make more artillery, and then Nanjing will be easier to defend and harder to attack. Up to now, I have no choice but to attack the city."

A general said: "Marshal, but if there is no cannon to break the city wall, our Eight Banners Cavalry is not suitable for siege."

"We don't need our Eight Banners soldiers, we still have Jiangbei soldiers, let them attack first!" The commander gave a cold smile: "Use them as a shield to eat the strange explosive bombs thrown by cannons and catapults. Let's step on them. Corpse attacked the city wall."

The generals of Tarzi laughed strangely at the same time...

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"Tarzi gave up the shelling, they are going to attack." The defenders at the head of the Nanjing city immediately discovered that Tanzi had assembled again and was ready to attack the city. The cart was pushed out again, and there were still a large number of cave cars. Cloud Tower, Cloud Ladder... once these things are displayed, it means that Danzi is really going to attack the city.

Sure enough, after the army was assembled, the Tartar Army began to advance officially this time, and it was no longer a temptation like the last time.

The people in Nanjing became nervous again.

"Hey, look, it's not Tarzi at the front." Someone yelled.

"That's Jiangbei's descending army." Someone recognized it: "It's the army of my Dameng country."

Civil officials and military commanders took a closer look and found that the first few teams of the Tartar Army were under the banners of "Liu", "Li", "Zu", and "Hong", and these were clearly the surnames of the Dameng Kingdom. Several generals were even recognized by the generals on the front of the city, and shouted angrily: "Damn it, that's the descendant of our cute country, **** it, a group of traitors."