This Italian cannon was carefully preserved, all sealed in boxes, filled with wheat straw. There are also words that are careful and careless outside the wooden box. Just after taking it out, you can clearly see that the Italian cannon is shiny and shiny, obviously, it has been well maintained.

The so-called Italian cannon is actually not a cannon, it just looks like a small cannon, and its firepower is extremely powerful. After countless secret trainings on Feiyu Peak, the result is shocking.

Its prototype comes from a Maxim machine gun, which can be shot continuously. In order to continuously supply bullets, craftsmen have made a special canvas link of 6 meters long to provide bullets for it.

Because the machine gun is heavy, it is called a cannon. The machine guns of this era are even more unlikely to be compared with machine guns in later generations. This thing appeared after the Sand Barracks, almost like a mortar. Because of this, after several test shots, the Warriors Battalion came to a conclusion that this weapon is inconvenient to use during sports combat and attack, but what it is best at is positional warfare and defense.

Especially in positional warfare, this machine gun that has no accuracy seems large and heavy, but can shoot two hundred bullets per minute.

The only thing that is heartbreaking is... Although its cost is not high, the mechanical principles are not complicated, but when used, the cost is astronomical. Because it uses canvas chains, special bullets must be used, and bullets must require a large amount of copper. In this era, copper is currency and the price is not expensive. The most important thing is that this monster that shoots two hundred bullets per minute easily shoots countless copper coins. After a day, if the barrel can withstand huge heat, almost a house in the capital will be given out.

Not only that, the Warriors soon discovered that its accuracy was very poor, and its range had to compromise because of continuous firing. It did not use rifle in the barrel for the time being, which means that its range was shorter than that of the rifle, and its power was not as powerful as that of the rifle.

And its only advantage is that it can shoot out countless bullets in an instant.

If the Warriors battalion fought less, or if there was not much difference in the troops between the two sides, such a weapon would have no meaning. It can even be said that except for an incomparable advantage, it is almost full of shortcomings, but now...

Xu Jie's eyes were shiny because fifty Italian cannons had already been lined up, and in addition, fifty same Italian cannons were used as backup.

There is no way to do this. The Warriors Camp had discovered that this Italian gun was not reliable because it was fired continuously, and it was easy to cause problems such as stuck, so it was reserved for some backups.

An Italian cannon has a special triangle support on the bottom to fix the cannon body, and a special soldier is operating behind it. In addition, two infantrymen need to serve it. One is to load the ammunition. The loader clamps the canvas ammunition chain into the cannon, responsible for smoothing the ammunition chain during the shooting process. The other is carrying a bucket and ready to water and cool the gun body at any time.

Because of the crazy rate of fire of this Italian cannon, the biggest problem is that the barrel of the barrel can hardly withstand the high temperature during this continuous shooting. If it is not cooled down, then after a stick of incense, almost the barrel will deform or even cause a risk of explosion. The Warriors Camp adopted an ancient method... that is, water it.

The Italian cannons in this gate were ready to go, while other warrior battalions soldiers had already entered their own combat posts. Some had prepared hand bullets, and some had fire guns.

Everyone held their breath.

The gunner who manipulated the Italian cannon was called the God of Wealth. Whatever wishes were fulfilled? Except for the God of Wealth, who could make the wishes come true? The fifty God of Wealth were all like being put on a execution ground.

Because at the beginning of the design of this Italian cannon, in order to ensure the crazy rate of fire, almost all problems were excluded. It was born for crazy shooting. Because of this, naturally, it is not very friendly to those who control it. For example, with strong recoil, the bullets fired continuously will generate recoil. People who operate behind the Italian cannon will have numb arms in less than a few minutes and then they are dying of ecstasy. It is said that someone has controlled two sticks of incense in a row, and then for two days, they feel that their arms do not belong to them and lose consciousness.

The rebels on the opposite side were already overwhelming.

Xu Jie bent over and raised his monocular lens to look at him. He shouted happily: "Everyone is stable, don't be confused, don't be afraid, act as you listen to the whistle, come on, give me a sip of water."

He asked his personal soldiers around him to get the kettle. He raised his head and drank the water, then shouted: "Be careful of the bow and arrow, and try his best to curl up behind the sand pile. It is impossible to see that these thieves are still training in an orderly manner. I can't imagine that they can't imagine that they are not sure, good, well... very good, cheer up and prepare."

The recruits were very nervous, but fortunately, their responsibilities were mainly to shoot with muskets, hiding behind the sandy base, and there was no difference between them during practice.

Veterans are different. They often compete for good positions, such as being responsible for dropping bombs, being responsible for Italian cannons, etc. In their words, the thing is so comfortable, holding a musket, like a woman.

silence.

Deadly silent.

In this silence.

Suddenly, arrows flew into the air.

The bows and arrows were not shot in a dense manner, and most of the officers and soldiers of the Warriors battalion wore steel helmets. Ordinary bows and arrows were shot in a long range, so they might not be able to do anything about them, not to mention that they were hiding behind the sand barracks.

However, it is obvious that the rebels did not expect the bow and arrow to cause large-scale damage to the Warriors Battalion. This is more like relying on the bow and arrow to temporarily suppress the Warriors Battalion so that the real forward's main force charges.

The Warriors Camp behind Shalei did not fight back when facing arrow rain. They all curled up behind Shalei motionlessly, and performed extremely calmly.

Occasionally, someone groaned, it seemed that someone had been shot. In the back team, there were reserve teams and doctors on standby arching, carrying stretchers, and pulling people down.

After several rounds of arrow rain, it seemed that the other party found that this did not have much effect, so the arrow rain became even more sparse.

On the contrary, Zhang Chang began to feel something was wrong.

He has had a lot of research on the Warriors Battalion. He has always seemed to regard the Warriors Battalion as an imaginary enemy. Because of this, he has a very high understanding of the advantages and combat methods of the Warriors Battalion. He began to observe and couldn't help asking left and right: "How many steps are the forwards left from the Warriors Battalion now."

The personal soldier said, "Sir, at most, there will be only one hundred and thirty steps."

Zhang Chang frowned and murmured: "One hundred and thirty steps, it's weird."

However, when a governor behind him saw this, he couldn't help but say, "How is it strange?"

Zhang Chang said with a cold face: "According to my understanding of the Warriors' Camp, at this distance, you can roughly enter the range of the Warriors' Camp. Therefore, you often shoot at this time, but this time, it is strange, why don't you fire the gun?"

After hearing this, the governor was confused: "Maybe... there are other reasons, or... they lack ammunition?"

Zhang Chang pursed his lips and said nothing, so he didn't believe this explanation. Such a reason had no meaning except comforting himself.

The rebels are getting closer.

One hundred steps...

Eighty steps.

Both sides in the war could almost clearly see each other's faces.

But this time, the Warriors Camp was still calm. They hid quietly behind the sand pile at a distance of a hundred meters wide, as if they did not take the enemy in front of them seriously.

Zhang Chang was frowning deeply.

Something is wrong.

Now, he has already reached the opponent's range and the opponent has not opened fire yet. When will he have to wait?

Could it be... they thought that the closer they were, the more dense the formations they had originally dispersed, so they wanted to let the thousands of troops get denser and then shoot?

If so... it would be too stupid.

There are few people on the other side. If they are too close, even if their muskets have greater lethality, their own troops will be endless. As long as someone rushes into their positions, wouldn’t they be able to die without a burial place in an instant?

It's really... I can't figure it out.

Fifty steps...

It has reached fifty steps.

Zhang Chang felt that his heart had already jumped into his throat.

The generals behind him were also overjoyed. This was definitely a welcome distance. This means that with just one charge, you can hand over the opponent's close forces. The Warriors' Battalion has no longer the range shooting advantage of the muskets, and their own troops are dozens of times that of theirs. They... are seeking death.

Although Zhang Chang couldn't understand what tricks the Warriors Camp should play.

But at least, one thing is certain.

That is... it is only fifty steps away from victory, so you can't miss the fighter plane. He suddenly raised his hand, clenched his fists hard, and roared with heavy rays: "Attack, attack!"

After his roar, the war drum was like thunder, and the war drum became more and more frequent, just like thousands of troops roaring.

This is the order for the entire attack, which means that the originally dispersed formation is meaningless. Now that the forward is almost close to the opponent, the final sprint will be launched.

The sound of the drums inspired the overwhelming thieves.

So, the rebels roared together: "Kill!"

Countless long swords were raised.

Countless people were piled up together, and countless people were heading in one direction. At this time, they were no longer afraid of any muskets, because... victory was right in front of them.

Forty steps!

As soon as Zhang Chang's pupils contracted, as if he had already passed the tense moment, he smiled on his face: "I will win."

But at this moment, a musket sounded.

Bang...
Chapter completed!