Chapter 1111: Terror

"Oh, my God!"

A huge cloud of smoke rushed up to the sky from the battlefield after the explosion.

Harriman, whose ears were buzzing from the loud noise, let out a horrified sigh.

Wesley also looked at the location of the explosion with incredible eyes.

This was the most powerful explosion he had ever seen.

The six howitzers near the explosion were completely destroyed.

"May God bless us." Wesley made a cross on his chest, feeling more and more uneasy. .

Having experienced countless battles, he knew very well that a new weapon put on the battlefield would cause great pressure on the enemy and seriously weaken their morale.

Before finding a way to counter this weapon, it would be difficult to revive their morale.

Without having to observe, he could imagine that the coalition soldiers were already in a panic.

The only belief that could support them to continue fighting was that they were defending India, Britain's asset.

Also, if they failed in the East, the West might also be threatened in the future.

Just like they came to the East to burn, kill and loot, no one can guarantee that Dasong will not retaliate against them.

Although this is a manifestation of guilty conscience, it is not impossible.

"We can't stand here like fools. We must do something. Let the soldiers shoot into the sky and shoot down all these ghosts." When Wesley was thinking, Harriman suddenly shouted like crazy.

He took the rifle from the soldier beside him and aimed at the airship in the air.

Seeing this, other officers followed suit.

Many soldiers in the trenches also reacted and raised their guns to shoot at their heads.

"Bang bang bang..." For a while, dense gunfire sounded on the coalition fortifications.

However, their counterattack was destined to be a massacre.

After a shooting, not only did they not cause any damage to the airship, but the bullets that fell down injured many of their own people.

"Asshole! Put the cannons up and make sure to shoot them down." Seeing that the musket shooting was not only ineffective, but also accidentally injured his own people, Harriman was angry and continued to roar and give orders.

Wesley, who had fought with the Dasong army, was calmer than Harriman at the moment. He immediately stopped him, "Enough, Harriman, do you think the Dasong army on the other side is dumber than you? They must have considered all the intelligence to let this thing fly so high. The range of the smoothbore cannon is indeed very long, but that is horizontal shooting. Vertical shooting cannot hit it, just like our muskets."

Just as Wesley thought, the height of the airship was indeed calculated.

When in Yancheng, Wang Chong had tested it according to the level of British muskets and artillery.

They calculated the opponent's rifled guns as having a maximum horizontal shooting range of 900 meters.

When the rifled guns fired vertically, the distance could only reach about 430 meters.

As for the shells, the opponent still used solid bullets.

The weight of solid bullets is much greater than that of conical lead bullets.

This means that after the solid bullets are fired, they face greater air resistance and gravity.

The higher they fly, the greater the limiting force is, just like a hand pulling the shells back.

Therefore, the range of their field smoothbore guns is 3,000 meters, but the vertical launch can only reach 600 meters.

"You are right." Harriman was scolded by Wesley, and he calmed down and sweated all over.

If he gave this order, more soldiers would probably be killed by their own people.

This would become a stain on their military career.

Then, he looked at Wesley, and no longer had the arrogance he had maintained since arriving in Tianzhu.

At first, he thought Wesley was not as good as himself.

Now he finally understood thoroughly that anyone would suffer a disastrous defeat in Malacca.

"Wesley, what should we do now?" Harriman was completely at a loss.

It would be fine if they were bombarded by the enemy and could not fight back.

Now, there was another thing flying in the sky, like a sword hanging over their heads, threatening their lives at all times.

"There is no other way. We can only fulfill the duties of our army and insist on fighting our British enemies to the end. We may sacrifice more than them, but even so, we must fight to the last man and win the final victory. This is the holy war. We must eradicate heresy." Wesley said loudly.

Harriman nodded, "Yes, they are devils and heretics, and we are knights of justice. We will eventually defeat these Eastern devils."

Turning to other generals, he shouted, "Did you hear it? Go to fight, and tell your soldiers that we are not only fighting for Britain, but also for God!"

"Boom boom boom..."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was another violent explosion on the Allied trench fortifications.

These bombs were also dropped by flying objects in the sky.

As the bombs fell one by one, they realized that the bombing of these flying objects was purposeful.

The main goal seemed to be to destroy the artillery on the Allied positions.

But even if they found this, it would be useless.

Their every move was under the surveillance of these flying objects.

No matter what action was taken, it could not escape their detection.

And the change in the position of the Dasong artillery bombardment further confirmed the fact that they were under surveillance by these flying objects.

Because the enemy's artillery shells were getting more and more accurate, their field artillery was constantly destroyed.

"Boom boom boom..."

The flying objects continued to drop bombs, and the artillery of Dasong seemed to be more fierce.

Although they were soon encouraged by the generals, the fear of death still made the coalition soldiers huddle their bodies and hide in the trenches like moles.

Some people howled because of fear, and some were hit by shrapnel and screamed.

Mud mixed with blood and flesh was constantly rolled into the air and fell on them like raindrops.

In the pungent and thick smoke, they only felt deep despair.

…

At the same time.

Qin Shan, Guan Tong and other Dasong generals were also observing the bombing effect of the airship.

Seeing huge fireballs rising one after another on the coalition positions, everyone was excited, but also felt a little chill behind them.

At this moment, they were really glad that the airship was theirs.

"With the precise bombing and battlefield guidance of the airship, the opponent's artillery will soon be cleared." Guan Tong said while observing.

Qin Shan looked at an airship through his telescope and replied, "Not necessarily. Their generals are also smart and did not expose all the artillery."

The flag signal sent by the soldiers on the airship just now told them that the hidden artillery cover was blown away by the shock wave in the previous bombing.

Guan Tong frowned when he heard it, "In this case, we should launch a night attack in the next few nights to make them expose all the artillery."

"That's exactly what I want." Chang Wei nodded.

It is obvious that this decisive battle with the Western Tu coalition will not be resolved in three or five days.

The opponent's muskets and artillery are only one generation behind them, and the number of soldiers exceeds theirs by a lot.

If they fight head-on, they can win, but the price they pay will definitely be huge.

In order to annihilate the Western Tu coalition at the lowest cost, they must be a little patient and disintegrate their defense step by step.

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