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Judging from Lu Jiang's current eyes, this kind of traditional artillery is really too backward.

Not only is the accuracy rate low, but the damage to the local bastion is pitiful, let alone the enemies hiding inside.

If they continue shooting like this, not only will they not be able to take down the city of Manila, they will not even be able to kill a few enemies.

Zheng Zhilong glanced at Lu Jiang upon hearing the words, and nodded in agreement.

He also discovered this problem himself, and his own casualties far exceeded that of the opponent, so he ordered to retreat to the range of the opponent's artillery, and then Lu Jiang began to act.

Lu Jiang took his men and ran towards Manila with a mortar on his back.

He planned to use mortars to carry out precise strikes on the walls of Manila City.The maximum range of the mortar they use is about two miles, but the accuracy will inevitably decrease when the distance is far away.So he was going to lead people forward to within a mile of the city wall in order to achieve accurate hits.

On the top of the wall, Olaza, who saw Zheng Zhilong retreating, was in a good mood.

After the first round of mutual shooting between the two sides, he has basically determined that Zheng Zhilong's desire to capture Manila with artillery is tantamount to a dream.They have built the bastion for decades, how can they be shot down casually with a hundred artillery pieces.Besides, the power of the round artillery, is anyone stronger than the ones they built?

He watched Zheng Zhilong's camp quietly, waiting for his next move.

It is impossible for Zheng Zhilong to just give up like this.

Sure enough, Zheng Zhilong retreated and separated a small group of soldiers from the camp.

They walked very scattered, five in a team, a total of twenty teams.

What does it mean?When these people got closer, Olaza realized that each of them had something on their backs.

He remembered the cannons of the rebel army in Franco's report that could throw shells high.

Thinking of this, he quickly ordered the artillery to fire at them, but because the opponent's route was scattered, the artillery at the top of the city did not cause any damage to the opponent.

Because the opponent's trench was deep and wide, Lu Jiang and others moved slowly, but they were getting closer little by little.

When they were about a mile away from the city wall, Lu Jiang raised his hand, and the twenty teams stopped at the same time.

"Our target is the artillery on the other side's city wall! Show me carefully, and if you miss it, you won't be allowed to eat at night!"

Lu Jiang gave the order to attack, and the teams took action one after another, starting to assemble mortars and looking for their targets.

Naturally, Olaza had a panoramic view of all their actions. Watching the opponent gather around and assemble the artillery, Olaza decisively issued an order to evade.

However, the Spanish soldiers operating the artillery at the head of the city were not very vigilant. First, they did not understand what the other party was doing, and second, what power could this small artillery have?Their movements were slow, but the soldiers who had seen the power of mortars on the counter-insurgency battlefield a few days ago were different, and they quickly found places to hide.

"Hurry up! Their artillery is explosive bombs, which are very powerful!" Seeing that some soldiers did not take it seriously, the soldiers beside them who thought they were experienced shouted loudly.

Seeing that what their comrades said did not seem to be false, these soldiers speeded up.

However, the mortar team of Lu Jiang under the city had already assembled the mortar and adjusted the angle.

boom!

A gunner who thought he had aimed well fired the first shell.

The cannonball was shot out and landed precisely outside the city without even hitting a single hair.

When Lu Jiang saw it, he was so angry that he cursed:

"Damn it, I told you to watch carefully! What's the rush? If you miss it, I'll get out!"

The scolded gunner shrank his neck, did not dare to answer, and silently adjusted the angle of the gun barrel.

Perhaps the first one who fired the cannon was scolded, but each subsequent shell landed precisely on the top of the city.The soldiers who had suffered a lot avoided very tightly and did not suffer any injuries.But the soldiers who took the Italian cannons seriously were miserable, and the fragments of the shells flew over the city, making them howl again and again.

Olaza, who was hiding in the tower, felt the power of the crowding cannon up close for the first time, and was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

He could see that this kind of cannon was not powerful enough to shake the city wall, but it was extremely accurate, otherwise it would not be able to land on the top of the city accurately.

The mortar team's salvo caused more casualties than the mutual shooting just now. Most importantly, they briefly suppressed the firepower of the artillery at the top of the city.

Zheng Zhilong, who was watching with a telescope from a distance, reacted immediately when he saw the situation. He asked Kangli's rebel army to pave the road ahead with wooden planks and ladders, and then sent [-] infantry to follow behind, intending to take the opportunity to attack the city.

From the perspective of traditional strategy, his strategy is fine, but the problem is that the firepower of the bastion does not only come from above the city wall.

Just as Zheng Zhilong entered the range of the artillery, artillery shells were fired one by one from the holes inside the bastion.Olaza, who was hiding in the tower, looked at the soldiers who had been thrown by the shells and sneered, so what about the precision of this small cannon?Could it be possible to point and shoot like a musket?

The soldiers at the top of the city hid, the lethality of the mortars was greatly reduced, and the attack outside the city did not achieve the expected effect. The opponent's firepower was fierce, and Zheng Zhilong suffered heavy casualties.In desperation, the order to retreat was issued again.

Seeing that Zheng Zhilong was no longer attacking, Lu Jiang led his men back.

"General Lu, you can't do that. The red-haired ghost's bastion is like a tortoise's shell, how can we fight it?"

Zheng Zhilong's expression was a little helpless.At this time, he also had to admit that the Spaniards had been cultivating in Luzon for many years, and there was really no good way to retreat now.

"If our hell cannon is here, why be afraid of his red-haired ghost's bastion!"

"Hell Cannon?"

"Your Majesty ordered people to develop a powerful artillery! Just this city wall can't hold a few hell cannon shells."

"But far away water can't quench near thirst!" Zheng Zhilong believed what Lu Jiang said, but no matter how powerful this hell cannon is, isn't there no such thing now?

"Your Majesty wants to take down Manila as soon as possible. How long does Chief Zheng think it will take?" Shen Lian, who rarely spoke, asked.

"The city walls of Manila are extremely strong, and the firepower is fierce. I'm afraid we can only resort to siege. When we can take it down, it depends on whether their reserves of various materials in the city are sufficient." Zheng Zhilong knew that his situation would soon be reduced. Lian reported to His Majesty the Emperor, but said helplessly.

Shen Lian nodded and did not speak again.

Although there was no way to take Manila for a while, Zheng Zhilong was not idle. He sent people to cut wood and collect soil nearby to fill up the trenches.To facilitate future attacks.

That night, Shen Lian came to Zheng Zhilong's tent.

"Zheng Bing, the fleet sent by His Majesty to support has already set off."