This is a pure firearm duel of this era. The spacious periphery of Manila Bay was used by Western battleships as the British in the Chinese-British Opium War more than 200 years later. The warships continued to march and misplaced to avoid damage, but the dark muzzles kept spraying gunfire into the castle.

However, Manila is different from any fortress that these Western powers have attacked, and it is not the kind of simple fortress that was empty and allowed to pour out by the opponent's artillery fire in the late Qing Dynasty. Each of the artillery positions was made of thick reinforced concrete to form a semicircular fortress. Although the artillery fire was much less scarce than before, its defense and tonnage were much stronger than before.

The solid iron shells hit the thick wall like a ping-pong ball. With the dull and heavy sound, cracks were smashed out on the wall, and even more, shells fell on the cannon tower like hail, and a large piece of broken cement collapsed out. Wherever the shells passed, the steel bars were broken out.

A small fortress faces the overwhelming bombardment of more than 600 twelve to eighteen-pound cannons.

With a rumbling sound, another shot hit the roof. A large piece of lime wall fell down in the sensational sound, which hit Chen Xinghua. The broken lime wall made his hat and the golden medal on his shoulder were gray, but he didn't even look at it. He always observed the battlefield with his telescope.

Beside him, the observation hand, who was also holding a telescope, was already sweating profusely. His eyes were red and he looked at the Western warship swaying back and forth in front of him. He shouted loudly with a hoarse voice: "Fourth halfway direction, five degrees scale! Prepare!"

The turntable with the iron chain was creaking and creaking by four gunners. It was more than six meters long and weighed several tons of gun body shook down. The gunman responsible for the gun carrying machine sucked his breath and let the sweat beads on his head flow down bit by bit.

"Master!"

Suddenly, the sound of the observer exploded like a gunpowder explosion. The next second, the explosives really exploded in response to the sound. With a loud bang, the explosion that was even louder than the sound of several shots shocked the entire cannon trembled violently.

A second later, a Spanish warship that was moving forward also trembled violently.

From the outside, it seemed that this giant had only broken a big hole, but the ship's travel speed was significantly slower and even tilted slightly to one side. Three or four minutes later, a battleship marching and firing fired suddenly hit the stern of the ship, causing chaos in the orderly group of warships.

In the cannon castle, like other heavy artillery, it did not pull the heavy artillery back along the cannon track and reload it from the muzzle. It directly used a wrench to unscrew the stick behind the cannon's butt, and took off the two layers of burnt hot tail covers one after another. A burning brass shell shell that was also burning suddenly fell out, and a sharp-headed cannon shell of about one meter was stuffed in again.

Since Mao Jue took charge of Liaodong, he has been promoting industrialization for more than ten years. Nearly half of the essence has been used on the overlord cannon in front of him. First of all, the breech gun! It saves the trouble of installing a series of bore guns. The gun body has been forged by heavy hammers of super-powered steam engines, and has also been carved with rifles, turning these tons of things into super-large sniper rifles.

Secondly, the fixed-load shells were finally used here!

Don’t underestimate a fixed-load shell. First of all, gunpowder must be upgraded. In the past, black gunpowder was not enough to create such great power. According to the periodic table of elements that Mao Jue could not remember clearly, he was in the West and was in a row. Western alchemists practiced with Eastern alchemists for more than ten years. They even initially cooperated with Mao Jue and are now honorary president of the Imperial Taoist Committee and have become immortals in an accident, so they can figure out the yellow gunpowder he wants.

Moreover, Mao Jue didn't know what chemical formula they used to develop a matching launching medicine that made it possible for a small shell to have such great power.

Fortunately, Mao Jue pointed out the direction and took a shortcut. It took two or three hundred years of research and exploration to be responsible for the release of this thing.

The technical content of the Ming army's overlord cannon at this time was about the same level as the Armstrong cannon when the British attacked the Bighorn Fort in the Second Opium War, but the specifications were a little more than the Armstrong cannon.

The only thing that is, as a high-tech technology, like the convertible sports car in later generations, it has high cost and low parameters, and can produce about 20 million taels of each year. Until now, it can only be equipped with three doors.

But the effect is really extraordinary!

Looking at the Guard Guard Fortress that was constantly trembling in the artillery fire, Curt's loose face was even thrust and thrust. Indeed, after more than four hours of fighting, the enemy fortress in front was already full of holes. Even the concrete artillery cannon could not resist the bombardment of many joules of heavy artillery, and it had collapsed a lot, but this progress may not be able to collapse the fortress in ten days.

Especially the largest cannon base in the middle, Curt didn't know what kind of fanged monster was crouching in it. Although it has not sunk a coalition warship until now, its hit rate is extremely accurate. Apart from the cooling time, this thing can fire about twenty cannons every hour, and eleven or two cannons can hit the hull. Even the hardest large oak deck in the mountains of Spain cannot withstand its bombardment. If it hits the bow or stern, it would be fine. If it hits the middle deck and the condescending gunfire, it will basically defeat the three decks and blow it to the bottom of the cabin.

Moreover, this thing is not as simple as just breaking through the eyes. I really don’t know what vicious devil curse was added to it. The power of the shell explosion is enough to catch up with more than ten barrels of gunpowder that exploded together, and basically a big hole would explode at the bottom of the ship.

Even if I learnt the speed of the Oriental Watertight Cabin, the warships can't stand it if they are connected to such holes. Basically, they have to go down and renovate them if they get shot!

The only thing that is lucky is only one thing!

"The terrible Eastern Devil!"

It really responded to Cohen's exclamation. Just as he was looking at the battlefield in fear, a huge explosion suddenly broke out among the group of battleships that were bombarding one after another. Fifty-two meters long, with five masts on the three decks instantly exploded into a big fireball. The mast was like a toothpick broken by a giant, and half of the hull in the rear tower disappeared, turning into burning debris wooden boards all over the sky, floating everywhere. As for the people, they were like dolls, blown everywhere by the explosion of fireworks.

Of course, even yellow gunpowder is not so powerful, but this gun was shot into the powder compartment of this unlucky Portuguese ship. On the first day of the battle, more than a dozen tons of black gunpowder were detonated together. The explosive power of this level was even enough to be torn apart in Kaifeng City, let alone the hard and brittle wooden hull!

The raging fire not only shocked Curt, but also the entire coalition.

Finally, when the sunset tilted to the red surface of the sea, the main battleships in the artillery battle turned around like fish, flexibly and withdrew the range of shells from both sides.

A half-sinked battleship raised its bow high upwards, and the entire sea was covered with broken boards, and occasionally corpses could be seen floating.

Looking out of the cannon, looking at his own battle results, Chen Xinghua suddenly punched his hand on the collapsed and peeled off a large pile of piles, but his excitement was gone. Looking back, he was not far away. In a collapsed cannon, a hand full of blood, stretching out the ruins, made him feel heavy again.

War is always fair! No matter which side, it will pay the corresponding price! It’s just that whoever pays the heavier price is, who can’t hold on!

Today's battle was obviously more severe after a long journey of half a year, the Holy See Crusaders Combined Fleet, which set off from the West to the East to compete for the world overlord.

The silver candles shine on the bright spot of the restaurant. On the dining table, there were exquisite lobsters, large bottles of Bordeaux wine, roast goose and pork shoulders, and all kinds of delicacies, but the outstanding nobles had no appetite at all.

"Portuguese San Corando was sunk, and ships such as Polia, Dasta, and Paris Girls were injured in first-level injuries, killing and injuring people..., one thousand one!"

I originally thought that the joint fleet gathered under common interests was the most powerful fleet in the world, and even hell could be conquered! But the result of the fire exchange on the first day obviously made these prides of heaven, Western gentlemen who thought they were the center of world civilization could not accept it.

"Gentlemen!"

Holding up a glass of wine, Sir Curt, who was on the Dutch side, was finally the first to break the silence.

"This is a fact! The opponent's firepower is less than us, but the opponent's gunfire tonnage exceeds us! And the fortress of the Fortress is also stronger than we expected!"

"Everyone, I suggest you withdraw from the army!"

"retreat!"

Prince Kong, the commander of the Frenchman, stretched his voice heavily with his usual arrogance of the Gaul rooster, and said with a sharp mockery with contempt.

"It's true that the Netherlands is a group of inferior people who have mastered the rights that the nobles should have. This little damage was scared!"

"The real Lord's warrior will not compromise with the pagans!"

Originally, he had a deep hatred because of the Thirty Years' War. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Spanish Admiral Marquis Placido also looked pious, but his eyes fell on Curt with great mockery and contempt.

However, it is said that people are old and have reached the level of Curt, and they are truly at the level of being unlucky. He did not show any anger, but instead sighed helplessly.

"All gentlemen, I have only one Manila, even if I rely on people to fill it, I will be defeated. Don't forget that the purpose of organizing the coalition forces this time is not to take down a small Manila. To the north, the main navy of the Ming Empire has not been dispatched. That is no less than that of you, and it can mobilize 200 main warships!"

As soon as these words came out, the entire banquet hall seemed to be covered with a shadow. Even the proud Gaul rooster or the vicious old Spanish politician couldn't help but think about it.
Chapter completed!