Chapter 561: Cannon

Faced with the life-and-death crisis, Franz unleashed all his potential.

He integrated everything he had learned in his previous life, as if he had opened up his Ren and Du meridians.

He stabilized the situation with a speech.

He also organized the slave-catching teams into simple teams, and appointed the leaders of each gang as temporary officers.

Finally, he opened the baggage cart, revealing two Type Zero infantry guns.

How could he not have a backup plan when he was out there?

The Perez family had so many old friends, so they could still find a way out in the New World.

Now Franz was very glad that he did not save money and got two infantry guns to hold the line.

As for the gunners... did they really think that the military education of the Perez family was just for show?

Franz rolled up his sleeves, and with his personal guards, he divided into two gun groups, and quickly unloaded the parts of the infantry guns from the baggage cart to assemble them.

Hubble, who was standing by, was stunned. He thought you were a waste, but he didn't expect that he became a waste.

He was born in a wild way, and he really didn't know how to march and fight.

He knew about infantry artillery, but he didn't know how to use it!

"Line up, line up!

Hubble, you lead the supervision team. Whoever disobeys orders will be shot on the spot."

Franz shouted loudly so that everyone could hear.

Although most of the slave catchers here had no military experience, they had seen blood and were quite courageous.

They would not run around like headless flies at the beginning of the war. As long as they overcome their fear and use the supervision team to suppress them, they could exert qualified combat effectiveness.

After the infantry artillery was set up, Franz personally tested three rounds. The accuracy was good, and the experience learned over the years was not lost.

"Ready, ready, infantry charge, five rounds of rapid fire from the infantry artillery!"

The temporary officers in the lead were all ruthless people who knew that they could not retreat at this time, so they pressed their men to charge.

The gunshots from the opposite side reminded them of the ordinary natives.

A few unlucky guys were hit, but the artillery had already fallen.

Boom!

The artillery fire suppressed the enemy's firepower and was instantly cut off.

"Charge!"

Everyone rushed forward with gritted teeth. Five rounds of artillery shells had just been fired, and the craters on the ground were still steaming.

Franz knew that the first battle was very important and related to the authority behind.

He threw down the infantry gun, took a pistol, and led the supervision team to launch a second round of charge.

In fact, the attacking side had an absolute advantage in terms of numbers and weapons.

It was just that the lack of tacit understanding and weak organization led to the impact of combat effectiveness.

Fortunately, morale can make up for the lack of combat effectiveness. When Franz joined with fresh troops, he quickly overwhelmed the opponent.

Everyone poured into this small village and completely occupied the building complex.

All the soldiers who resisted were killed, and the trembling tools knelt on the ground silently waiting for the new ruler.

Franz panted heavily, and fatigued faster under the tense state.

But now is not the time to rest.

"Hold these tools and strengthen the fortifications. We may have to stay here for a while.

Gather the supplies in the cellar in the middle and protect it well, and build a fire defense line with the original buildings.

Send a telegram and tell Governor Rogge that I am here and he can choose whether to come or not.

Build a few gun positions. These two big guys may save our lives."

Franz gave orders in a somewhat chaotic manner, but at least he got everyone moving.

At this time, I was afraid of sitting down and thinking about it.

If everyone is busy, there will be no problems.

And the things he learned are really useful at this time.

Don't underestimate the simple location of a few firepower points. In battle, it can even cause several times the casualties.

Killing is the simplest violence, but war is an art.

The difference between a regular army and a mob is not just weapons and equipment.

Only Franz understands these things, and Hubble and others are confused.

When they fight in normal times, they rely on firepower, courage, and luck.

Crackling and shooting, who cares about military technology?

Raising a few accurate shooters would be a strategic deterrent.

Artillery? Are you kidding? A group of people work so hard to earn a few dollars, how can they afford to raise this money-eating beast?

Moreover, using artillery to attack the natives will result in a loss every time you fire.

…

Franz's telegram was sent in plain text, and almost all the radio stations in the New World could receive it.

If Governor Rogge did this privately, he would be in big trouble. If Franz died here, it would be even more unlucky.

The first to receive the telegram was a brigade of the First Corps following them.

Radio stations are very expensive, and only the Great Xia Empire has equipped them with regiment-level units.

This brigade did not dare to get too close, otherwise thousands of people would have been discovered long ago if they acted together.

The only one who really followed Franz was a company of infantry.

At this time, the brigade received the plain text telegram, and the staff read it and felt a little surprised.

"Franz actually had the courage to seize this village. What did the previous news say?"

They thought that Franz would turn around and run once he found out the truth.

After a while, the surveillance company sent back more detailed information.

Unexpectedly, this dude did a good job and reacted better than most low-ranking officers.

"Hey, it's really worthy of the Perez family. Any dude has such strong military qualities."

I don't know who said this, and the staff officers were silent.

All of the people present were born as commoners. They could not say that they had no opinions about these military nobles, but they did not expect that...the other party really had some useful information in their hands.

"Stop talking nonsense. Since Franz has defended the village, we have to move forward. Otherwise, it will be troublesome if something unexpected happens." The chief of staff made suggestions to the brigade commander.

Their current position took into account the possibility of Franz's escape.

Now that the other party is advancing instead of running, they naturally have to move forward.

...

Franz did not know that there were his own people nearby. He led his people to build some simple fortifications, and the next day he discovered the army of the New Holy Cross Kingdom.

First, the scouts approached and fired a few shots. By noon, an entire infantry regiment appeared outside the village.

Franz observed carefully, and his heart sank.

The army on the opposite side looked good. This was a regular army.

The degree of organization, firepower, and fighting will were probably not bad.

He knew what a regular army was. Although the number of people on both sides was similar, the difficulty of defending was greatly increased.

"Can't these Holy Cross people just die honestly? Why are they pretending to be dead?" Franz felt his head was about to explode.

While the enemy was still in formation, he personally pushed an infantry gun to the outer gun position.

Remove the camouflage, try to adjust the firing angle, and fire a shot.

The infantry regiment that was in formation had never expected to be bombarded.

When the sharp voice sounded, the officer began to shout: "Dodge, hide."