The soaring water column splashed on one side of the ship's side.

Julien de Ebrol stared at the scene blankly: "Damn it! Are they 24-pound cannons? Can they hit so far! They actually have 24-pound cannons!"

"No! Young man!" Adrian Flores, captain of the "Determination", said with a serious expression, "This is an 18-pound cannon! But the tube is very long, which is much longer than our 18-pound cannon. Get close and shoot with the bow cannon."

As the distance between the two sides continued to approach, another cannon on the turret joined the shelling operation. The opponent's shooting was surprisingly accurate. In just two minutes, a shell was already hit by the "Determination". The 18-pound solid iron ball penetrated the thick sidewalk board and landed under the deck. Fortunately, there were no casualties.

The two 12-pound cannons on the bow of the "Determination" also began to fight back, but the undulating wind and waves on the sea made the shooting seem inaccurate. Both shells landed far into the sea, making Julien, who was watching the battle, feel ashamed.

He was wondering why he felt ashamed. Maybe these two missed shells would make the Tatans on the opposite side laugh at him. Julian shook his head and continued to watch the battle with concentration. Flores was a trustworthy old captain, and there was nothing he needed to do here.

While he was imagining, the "Determination" was shot again. The powerful iron projectile penetrated the sailor's lounge in the forecastle. Fortunately, the sailors were fighting on the deck at this time, causing no casualties.

The distance between the two sides continued to be closer, and the artillery fired on the Tatans' fortress increased to four. God blessed! Julian silently prayed that the ship would not be hit.

However, it was obvious that God went out to do business today. The more he hit the Tatans, the more accurate he hit, the more he hit, he hit the bow again. One of them rubbed against the two sailors carrying the projectiles next to the bow cannon; the other one hit the board to make wood chips splash, and many sailors were hurt and moaned.

Julian was frightened to see it, but Captain Flores ignored it and ordered the ship to continue to approach. After all, the bow of the ship is facing the turret, and most of the cannons on the ship cannot fire.

...

Lu Ming held up a telescope and observed the enemy ship in front of him. Dozens of shells had been fired on the turret, but unfortunately he hit a few. Of course, the opponent's accuracy seemed to be worse, and the counterattacking shells fell into the sea without exception.

"No. 5, No. 6 gun position joins the shooting!" Lu Ming suddenly ordered that the other party's ship had already begun to turn around. He knew that the other party wanted to use side gunfire to shoot.

Except for the No. 7 and No. 8 gun positions that were limited to angle factors, all the other six artillery on the turret were put into the artillery. The almost straight ballistic exerted the power of the artillery to the extreme. The enemy ship was shot many times, and the deck was panicked.

At the same time, the shells that counterattacked on the enemy ship landed on the island for the first time. Two solid iron balls jumped on the ground twice, splashing a piece of dust, and then exhausted their kinetic energy and stopped moving. This reminded the gunners on the turret that they were not without danger. Of course, the gunners returned to the enemy with more intense artillery fire.

Due to continuous shooting, the two 18-pound cannons overheated the barrel and began to cool down. The cleaners used wet cloths stained with water to clean the barrel, and at the same time they also wanted to extinguish the possible open flames in the barrel. In addition, the shell carriers also began to water the barrel and dissipate heat, hoping that the cannon could restore combat power as soon as possible.

Ten artillery pieces on the side of the enemy ship fired in succession, and a large area of ​​smoke rose up on the sea. Some shells crossed the sea and scattered around the artillery. Chen Tumu, who was standing at the No. 3 gun position to supervise the battle, suddenly felt a vibration under his feet. It was a shell that hit the guard wall of the No. 3 gun position.

The guard wall is made of bricks and stone, which is one meter thick and is very strong. There are also some sandbags stacked outside the guard wall as buffer. The fierce shot just now was just a broken sandbag.

The 18-pound copper cannon in the No. 3 gun position roared and fired back. The whistling shell hit a cannon on the deck of the enemy ship like a god. The shell penetrated the bodies of the two and hit the cannon truck head-on, completely breaking the cannon truck.

...

"Damn!" Captain Adrian Flores cursed fiercely, not knowing whether to scold the Tatans or the Sean Raffarin who sent him to die, "Don't put the anchor, turn the rudder, retreat!"

Yulian stumbled a few times and didn't say anything. He also saw that the artillery on the deck of the "Determination" could not have a direct blow to the Tatans' turret due to insufficient dive angle. The kinetic energy of several shells that occasionally landed on the turret was basically exhausted before landing, and it was impossible to form effective damage at all. Moreover, the wind and waves on the sea outside the sea were not small, which seriously affected the shooting accuracy and speed of the naval guns.

"We have already tested the firepower of the Tatans," said Captain Flores. "I think their gunners are very average in training, but the turrets are extremely strong and the artillery is very good. And they have two turrets that do not work, and the distance between these three turrets is not far. Once our entire fleet comes in, it will be vulnerable to the attack of the other two turrets. It is time for the Army to solve the problem."

The "Determination" who turned around and left finally fired a volley, but unfortunately it still had no results. Instead, its own hull was hit by two more guns, which was extremely miserable.

Julien soon returned to the "St. Christopher" by traffic boat. Sean Raffarin witnessed the battle process all the way, and he also deeply agreed with Captain Flores's view.

"Hang the flag and head to the north. Let the army men prepare for landing." Sean Raffaran ordered.

So, after gathering the "Determination" that had withdrawn in a hurry, the entire fleet rowed a large circle and sailed northward, preparing to be forced to carry out landing operations.

...

"Why did it all run away?" Wang Qinian, who was watching the game on Yunsheng No. 1, couldn't believe his eyes, and held up the telescope and said, "It can't be because our cannon fire is too strong, right?"

"It doesn't seem like I'm leaving." Wang Tiechui also held the telescope and looked at it. "Did these dog-dogs see that they can't get a bargain here, and they thought of landing in a place that the fort was out of reach?"

Wang Qinian thought for a while and said, "Don't say it, it's probably true that this is possible."

"Messenger Wang, has the Executive Committee authorized you to use Yunsheng No. 1?" Wang Tiechui asked suddenly.

As soon as he heard this, Wang Qinian knew what this kid wanted to do. "Authorization is authorization, but it can only be activated in an emergency. Don't think about it for the time being. The Executive Committee of this ship is reserved to save everyone's lives, and the fuel is limited. If it is activated to pursue these broken ships of the enemy, I think the Executive Committee will not be able to pass it easily."

News of the enemy's attack quickly spread throughout the city with the rumbling cannons from the port. Not only did the people who traveled through the journey were a little worried, but the European immigrants in the city were also a little restless.

The newly built First Army Battalion had already been assembled in the city's barracks. Army Commissioner and Battalion Commander of the First Battalion Peng Zhicheng completed a simple pre-war mobilization. At present, the entire army is quietly waiting for the order to attack.

In addition, several horse-riding travelers brought weapons and telescopes, rode a few Andalusian horses that Jinkora reluctantly sent, galloped out from the north gate and followed the enemy fleet along the direction they sailed.

Xu Yu is one of the few people who can ride horses in the time travel. He is currently led by this temporary reconnaissance team, with a total of 4 people and only 4 horses. Their mission is to track the enemy's fleet and immediately ride a horse back to the city to report whenever there is any situation.

The fleet was not sailing fast at sea. Xu Yu rode his horse to catch up with a high ground and raised his telescope to observe. The other party sailed along the coastline and did not seem to mind being discovered. Moreover, traffic boats were put down from time to time and carried contact personnel to shuttle between the ships.

After a while, about two kilometers away from the city, Xu Yu and four others found that the enemy fleet had stopped and had also set their anchor. This was important news, and Xu Yu immediately assigned one person to rush back to report, while he and the other two continued to stay here to monitor.

Soon, the situation became clear and the enemy was about to land! The largest of the four ships, plus a big belly, put down many small boats together, and a large number of equipped muskets. Neatly dressed sailors or soldiers began to board these ships.

My God! This is not a pirate, it is obviously an army. Xu Yu was secretly frightened. He did not dare to neglect and sent another person back to report the news.

At this time, some small boats were loaded with people and began to row towards the shore. When these people saw the traversing people riding horses on the shore, they started to rudely scold them, while some even gestured at this side with guns to boost their courage.

As the first batch of enemies landed, Xu Yu and his two rationally kept a certain distance from them, but they were still monitoring them from a distance. More and more enemies landed on the landing, and they even organized a small team to expel Xu Yu and his two.

In desperation, the two had to go away by horses and start monitoring with telescopes.

The chaos of landing lasted for two hours. During the period, the two people who rushed back to report the message rushed back again. Two hours later, the landing was over and no one on the ship continued to climb onto the small boat. The people who had already landed had assembled at the login site, then sorted out their formation and drove towards this side with great momentum.
Chapter completed!