Chapter 1042 Artillery Battle

"Boom boom boom..."

Artillery shells fell from the sky and exploded on the trench fortifications of the Western-Turkish Allied Forces.

A shell landed on the surface of the trench, causing fire to rise. The shock wave lifted the soil into the air, scattering it in all directions, leaving a smoking crater.

There were also shells falling into the trenches, and the violent explosion instantly killed seven or eight coalition soldiers. Blood and mutilated flesh flew into the sky, and then fell like raindrops. The soil on both sides of the trench also collapsed, burying half of the trench.

"God bless, God bless..."

During the shelling, all coalition soldiers squatted against the trench, and many soldiers kept praying.

Some soldiers were trembling and their minds were blank.

They had fought with indigenous armies all over the world, and those indigenous armies were completely vulnerable to them.

Every war is more like a one-sided massacre.

This is why they are so proud.

In their hearts, the army of the Western Turks is invincible.

Before the Dasong army launched the attack, although they knew that the Dasong army was different from other indigenous armies, they were still proud.

To them, the Dasong people are just similar to the indigenous people of the New World, the Piao barbarians and the Jiaozhi people of the East.

It wasn't until the shells fell on their position that they finally realized they were wrong.

Now they were at war with a terrible army.

"Damn, we can't even reach their artillery positions."

When his own fortifications were shelled, Wesley roared angrily and feebly.

When he discovered that the artillery of Dasong's army had deployed its artillery six miles away, he felt something was wrong.

Sure enough, his premonition came true.

The artillery of the Dashong Army actually bombarded them from six miles away.

This wasn't what shocked him the most.

Their rifled cannons can also shoot this far, although the power will be much attenuated at this distance.

What he couldn't accept was that the shells that fell on their position were fired from howitzers.

Currently, Western Turkey has also developed a howitzer based on the mortar, and the shells are also explosive shells.

But the range of their howitzers is only about 900 meters, which is a huge gap.

In war, this meant that the opponent's artillery could bombard their artillery positions arbitrarily, and they could only be bombed in vain.

This feeling of being beaten and unable to fight back made him feel aggrieved.

"Order field artillery to bombard their artillery positions and howitzers to bombard their trenches. We have to do something." Wesley said, although he knew that his counterattack would be weak, but if nothing was done, the coalition soldiers' Morale will be even lower.

When his order was issued, the forts on the allied trenches roared, and the field artillery fired solid shells at the artillery position of the Da Song Army.

At the same time, exploding bombs were fired from howitzers and fell towards the trenches of Dasong's army.

"Boom boom boom..."

In an instant, flames appeared on the trench positions of Dasong's army.

But compared with the density of shelling suffered by the coalition forces, their shelling seemed sparse, just like the difference between heavy rain and moderate rain.

Because they did not realize the terror of Dasong's army, they did not bring enough howitzers and field artillery to support Dongtu.

at the same time.

Qin Shan and Guantong were also watching the battlefield.

Seeing the Western-Turkish coalition's artillery counterattack, they smiled disdainfully.

Although their artillery positions are not as luxurious as those of the Western Turks, the sandbags protecting the artillery are enough to resist the opponent's solid bullets.

As for the opponent's howitzers, they can't hurt their soldiers.

They would continue the bombardment over the next few days, with no plans for the soldiers to attack.

Therefore, Dasong soldiers stayed deep in the trenches.

"The range of their howitzers is much different from ours, so this artillery battle is already at a disadvantage." Guan Tong said, crossing his arms.

They knew that the Western Turks also had howitzers, but they did not understand their range or power.

Now that the opponent counterattacked, he was suddenly exposed.

"Even if the range is close, it will become an obstacle for the soldiers when they charge. It is best to destroy it in this artillery battle." Qin Shan said, "Let the rifled cannon pull out their turrets one by one."

"Yes." Guan Tong turned around.

This time, in the battle on the north side of Malacca, Qin Shan was the main general and Guan Tong was the deputy general.

The command is passed on.

The artilleryman in charge of the rifled gun began to load and fire.

After the howitzer was fired, they waited for orders.

This howitzer is good at dealing with enemies in trenches, but when it comes to destroying the opponent's fortifications, they still have to count on their rifled artillery.

They knew they were going to play soon.

"Boom, boom, boom..." Not long after, rifled cannons spit out tongues of flame.

The cone-shaped shells flew straight towards the forts on the coalition fortifications.

Unlike the position of the howitzer positions, the rifled artillery was scattered throughout the battlefield, like individual skirmishers.

Their position with the Western-Turkish Allied Forces was also very close, only about three miles away.

At this distance, they can hit more accurately.

Of course, the closer distance makes it more dangerous.

However, they fired explosive bullets, while the opponent fired solid bullets.

In comparison, the other party still suffers.

What's more, the other party has been undergoing the baptism of howitzers, and it is impossible to concentrate on shooting with them.

One hundred and twenty field rifled guns opened fire one after another. Under the high-density shooting, the forts on the coalition fortifications were continuously hit by bullets.

Although the violent explosion could not destroy the fort at once, the fragments and concussions produced by the explosion effectively disturbed the artillery of the Western-Turkish coalition, causing the opponent's artillery fire to be suppressed immediately.

Wesley soon noticed this, and his heart grew heavier.

But he could only watch it all happen.

Their artillery quantity is insufficient, and it is already very difficult to bombard and disrupt the opponent's howitzer positions. They are simply unable to attack the opponent's army's field rifled artillery.

However, his despair has just begun.

At this moment, a general suddenly pointed to the sea and screamed, "Admiral, Dasong's fleet is approaching the shore."

Wesley looked over hurriedly, and sure enough, it was so.

The originally complete Grand Song fleet was now split into two.

Thirty sailing battleships and fifteen steamships each formed a team and came towards their position.

Not long after, they stopped six miles from the coast.

The galleons turned their sides on them.

"God!" Wesley could barely stand.

Rao Shi had faced many powerful enemies in the previous wars in the Western Territories.

But this was the first time he felt so powerless.

It was also the first time that they faced an enemy who was superior to them in terms of muskets and artillery.

Now, he could finally understand the despair of the indigenous army when facing them.

In this war, he became the bullied party.

But, he didn't have much time to think.

There was a flash of fire on the sea surface, and it seemed like a dark cloud was flying in at a very fast speed.

More than two thousand shells instantly covered their trench works.