Although it is a strong attack, a strong attack does not mean being hard.

Before attacking the artillery base, Winters arranged for soldiers to return to the post on the edge of the artillery base and lit a torch for help from the artillery base.

The remaining people were ambushed between the artillery and the post, preparing to ambush the defenders who came out of the artillery and wait for an opportunity to seize the door.

On this continent, no type of person can know better the city defense tactics than the officers from the Senas Army Officer Academy. Because during the sovereign war, the elite of the Imperial Army was killed and injured by the Senas coalition in one siege after another.

Therefore, urban defense tactics are the top priority of the Army Military Academy courses. Relying on urban defense fortifications, even the cowardly and powerless civilians can replace three elite enemies.

Because of this, in Winters' view, attacking the enemy in a strong fortress is the worst of the worst. Even if you have to attack hard, it is best to lead the enemy out of the fortress and fight on the flat ground.

The sentries on the cannon barracks saw the waving torches of the coastal post, and they had not noticed that the iron chain was cut off.

After a few shouts, the coastal post answered, and the commander of the cannon base decided to send a few people to see what was going on.

After a slight turbulence, the gate of the cannon was opened and five soldiers walked out with torches.

When they were more than ten meters away from the coast, the Heds, who were lurking in the grassy mud by the side of the road, rushed towards them, while Winters, who was closer to the cannon base, rushed towards the cannon base gate with Venetta soldiers.

Five Tanirian soldiers were suddenly attacked and were stabbed to death before they even had time to escape.

The cannon leader saw the soldiers he sent were killed by those who crawled out of the grass on the wall, and there were also unknown people running towards the cannon leader.

He immediately realized what was going on and hurriedly ordered the soldiers downstairs to close the door.

The temporary artillery building had no trenches. When the Vineta people rushed to the door, the gap between the two doors was less than a finger wide. A Vineta soldier quickly stabbed his spear through the crack of the door.

The hardwood spear rod was squeezed by the door, but it was not broken. At this moment, several other Venetta soldiers holding spears also inserted the spears through the crack of the door, completely jammed the door.

The gate of the pier is opened outward, while the gate of the cannon barracks is opened inward. The Tanirians inside use their strength to push out, while the Venettas outside also push in desperately.

Several long knives stabbed the door through the crack of the door. The Venetta soldier closest to the crack of the door was four times in his arm, ribs and thighs. He screamed and took two steps back and fell to the ground.

The Tanirians in the door continued to stab the knife, and the knife-holding hand was exposed. A short axe soldier who was originally responsible for breaking the door slashed hard and cut off the knife-holding hand at the same wrist.

Both sides replaced long weapons and poked each other through the cracks of the door less than a finger wide, launching a clumsy, funny and extremely bloody and cruel battle.

Commander Taniria in the artillery turret immediately ordered the alarm bell to sound when he saw someone trying to grab the door.

The alarm bell was ringing like a desperate death, and three piles of beacon fires were pointed at the top of the cannon. This was the agreed signal for help.

Hearing the alarm bell, Winters understood that there was not much time and the enemy of Chisulphur Port would come to support him immediately. He shouted anxiously and angrily: "Where is the gunpowder? Where is the person who takes the gunpowder?"

"Here, sir, here we are." The soldier in charge of carrying the gunpowder replied angrily, and he fell behind in the assault just now.

The Huds, who had solved the enemy, also rushed to the door of the cannon base. Seeing the two sides stalemate at the cannon base, several brave Huds bit their short swords and began to climb the earth wall of the cannon base.

The defenders inside the artillery also stabilized their positions from the panic of being raided and began to use long-range weapons to kill the Vineta people outside the wall.

The Venettas, carrying the mezzanine and bows, also began to fight back. The Heds cut off the spears seized from the pier and threw them at the enemy on the wall as a javelin.

However, the effect of upward attack was extremely poor. Instead, the Tanirians on the wall were all advantageous. The distance was too close. As long as the gunshot sounded and the bowstring vibrated, someone would fall outside the wall. A stone the size of a watermelon was thrown out from the wall, and the head of the Venetta soldiers who could not dodge was smashed into their chests.

After snatching the iron pot full of gunpowder, Winters put the iron pot on the edge of the crack of the door and inserted the gunpowder twist, and shouted: "Get back."

Then, the gunpowder was twisted and lit.

The gunpowder was found in the pier, but there was only gunpowder and no sealed container. I had to put it in a latte pot and an iron pot.

Everyone saw that the gunpowder was lit and quickly dispersed. However, after the medicine was burned out, there was only a muffled sound from the door, with no explosion effect at all. After looking at it, not only the door, but also the iron pot was intact.

Although Winters used a narrow pot, and although he had used a temporary plug to seal as much as possible, the sealing property was still not enough. The method of detonating the medicine twist, the sequential combustion caused the surface of the gunpowder gas to blow away the gunpowder below. A whole pot of gunpowder sets off fireworks, which is not as powerful as detonating the gunpowder pot.

The angry Winters simply gave up the idea of ​​blasting the city gate, and this time he changed it to a gunpowder bag with iron nails tied to it.

The gunpowder sack is also the equipment of the Dunburg Musketeers. It is not made of horns, but sewn with leather to increase lethality. Winters tied several rounds of iron nails outside the gunpowder sack.

This time, Winters stuffed the soft capsule directly through the crack of the door. He did not use gunpowder twist, but directly activated the fire-burning technique with all his strength.

Unlike gunpowder ignition layer by layer, fire ignition directly acts on the entire bag of black gunpowder. The black gunpowder that absorbs a large amount of energy breaks through the energy barrier and instantly ignites.

With a "boom", the gunpowder bag exploded suddenly, and the iron nails tied outside the gunpowder bag were pushed by the gunpowder gas and shot in all directions.

An iron nail flew out of the crack of the door and plowed a bloody groove on Winters' head. The situation inside the door would only be more tragic than outside the door. A scream came from the crack of the door, and the power of pushing the door out suddenly decreased.

"Listen to my command! Bump the door together!"

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Venetta and others rushed into the gate, and the gate of the cannon was finally broken.

The Tanirians on the wall realized that the cannon gate had been broken and shouted at the top of their lungs.

"Captain Twelve, take two people to destroy the door shaft, come with me!" Winters pulled out his battle knife and rushed into the cannon base first.

The Venetta soldiers and the Heds both held their left arms with their left arms open. After rushing into the cannon base, they killed the person who did not hold their left arms.

The corridor leading to the second floor of the cannon building is too narrow and there is no place to dodge. The people behind are facing the people in front, and the people in front have nowhere to go, but you can fight with one knife and one knife.

Not only the Venettas and Heds, but also the Tanirians were red-eyed. The people who were in the front row made a howl that was not like a human voice, while stabbing the enemy or being stabbed down.

When the person in front fell down, the person behind immediately followed.

The ancient imperialists' phalanx tactics will constantly replace the front row soldiers, but now soldiers no longer receive this kind of training.

In this bloody meat-mincing battle, they can only fight to the death, and if the battle continues like this, everyone will die. The people in the front row fall one by one, and the back row that is temporarily safe will become the front row.

When the battle reaches this level, what determines the outcome is no longer technical and tactics, but will and military strength. It depends on which side is strong enough and which side can hold on for one more minute; if both sides are not afraid of death, it depends on which side has many people.

However, in the corridor that can accommodate three people in parallel, Winters's sword has been curled, and it is like an iron stick when it hits the enemy.

He had four or five additional knife wounds on his limbs. If it weren't for the instinct of practicing sword skills that had been protecting him for many years, he would have died long ago.

Winters had begun to become numb. He was no longer excited, no longer nervous, or even afraid. He just mechanically set up the weapon he swung, and then slashed at the other party's shoulders and neck.

The caster, the officer, these identities have no meaning. There is no need for officers or caster in the meat grinder, only meat.

The tiny corridor ate and jumped into the lively people, and then spit out bloody and filthy corpses.

Winters didn't know how many people he had cut down, but he could indeed feel that he was moving forward and the enemy was gradually retreating.

The enemy in front of him hit Winters with a stick. Winters' mechanical "blocking-slashing".

However, he was already numb and did not notice that the "stick" was not a stick, but a shackle.

He held the "stick", but the front end of the stick hinged with iron chains around the blade, and threw a semicircle and slammed Winters' head.

Winters felt his consciousness suddenly become drowsy, and his eyes turned dark. He took off his weapon for the first time in the battle.

The Tanirians holding flails were about to take advantage of the victory and give Winters another ruthlessness. However, the Venetta soldiers and the Heds next to Winters quickly protected Winters and carried Winters, who was almost fainting, to the back of the corridor.

Winters, who was half awake, heard the sound of the gong. He shook his head and tried to cheer up, but there was a severe pain in his skull that was indescribable.

The diaphragm squeezed Winters' stomach, and he couldn't help but retching twice, but he didn't vomit anything.

"Is it a gong?" Winters, with a pale face, grabbed the soldier who was holding him. He was not sure if he was hallucinating his hearing, and asked the soldier with difficulty: "Did you hear the gong?"

"Sir, it's the sound of the gong. You heard it right, it's the sound of the gong."

Hearing the soldiers' answer, Winters' expression suddenly relaxed. He breathed a sigh of relief, and blood flowed from the top of his head to his jaw, making his smile a little hideous: "Retreat! Retreat now! Warrant Officer Chelini has succeeded!"

In the tactical courses at the Army Officer's School, Private Winters Montane learned only four things: arrange reserves on the backscene surface; encircle them from the flank if they can't be penetrated in the front; backup plans will come in handy sooner or later; and—be sure to feint in other directions before a real attack is launched.

[Army Officer's School, when entering the school, the military academy student automatically obtains the rank of private.]

There was at least one hundred-man enemy in this cannon base. Winters never thought that he could break through the Tanirians through the main gate by his more than thirty remnants and slaves.

All attacks from the main gate are feint attacks. The bigger the momentum, the better, and the more intense the better.

When the battle at the main entrance attracted the attention of all the Tanirians, Andre Cellini would lead four fierce Venetta soldiers and the Heds to climb into the cannon base from the other direction.

It is difficult to cast cannons, but it is easy to destroy them. Andrei carried enough nails and hammers to nail the cannon fire gates of all Chitio Island.

The sound of the gong is a signal that Andre has succeeded.

The still alive Venetta soldiers and the Heds carried Winters and quickly withdrew from the artillery tower. The enemies in the artillery tower did not know the reality and dared not pursue them.

Winters sat on the ground leaning against the tree trunk, silently counting the remaining people. There were only eleven people left here, and all of them were still alive and injured.

Including the three on Bud's side and five on Andre's side, Winters's men had already killed twenty-three people tonight, half of them.

Hestas, who was staying at the attacking position, was treating Winters' wounds. The old shaman first wiped the wounds cleaned, then washed them with warm salt water. Finally, he began to recite with a strange pronunciation.

An amazing scene happened. Winters' left shoulder was visible to his bones, and the blood-flowing wound was slowly shrinking. The wound, which was two and a half fingers long, healed at a speed visible to the naked eye under everyone's gaze, and finally turned into a shallow red line.

The still alive Heds knelt on the ground regardless of their injuries, with their foreheads pressed against the soil, and they kept reciting.

The Venetta, who were Catholics or Protestants, saw the miracle of healing wounds with their own eyes, and were also greatly shocked.

This is the magic technique that can "life and death, flesh and bones", and this is why the public church can jump from a banned and persecuted foreign church to replace the polytheism of the ancient empires and become the state religion of the ancient empire.

Who can’t bear to fall under the altar of the public religion when he sees such magic?

"Old man, don't waste magic on me." Winters grabbed Hestas's hand: "Go and save others."

Hestas nodded and turned to treat the wounds for the others.

When the Hudds were cleansed by the old shaman, they were all proud and proud. It was an unparalleled glory for the Hudds to let Hestas deal with the wounds themselves.

The Venettas were afraid of the "witchcraft" of Hestas, a pagan. Some Venettas, who were too seriously injured and had to receive divine therapy, were also trembling and chanting the Lord's Prayer and the Rosary.

The Huds glared at these reluctant Venettas.

"It's so satisfying! I nailed all the fire doors of their cannons to death! [Andre's poor and vulgar words]! Where did these Tani guys get such good cannons? But I've nailed them all!"

Before he could see anyone, Winters heard Andre's rough voice.
To be continued...