Chapter 273: Fighting with Power (Part 1)



Three rapid shots from the port side not only destroyed the Tianjuan Army's train-casting positions, frightened the Wuheguan navy, but also bombarded the originally prosperous and busy port into a mess, and even a raging fire broke out on the river surface.

But Wu Lai still felt that it was not enough. The purpose of this battle was to establish prestige. How could such a small achievement shock the Tianjuan Empire? Besides, establishing prestige was not just about making some noise, but also about killing and injuring as many enemies as possible.

"Main gun ready!" Wu Lai said as he raised the telescope.

After the response, more than 30 artillerymen worked together to pull away the black oilcloth covering the main gun, and the main gun with a tough and almost ferocious shape appeared again.

The name of this gun is "Scepter". This name did not come from Wu Lai, but from Mikoyan. After witnessing the power of the gun's test firing, he blurted out "This is the Scepter of the god Amon". Then, the name "Scepter" was adopted by Wu Lai. Anyway, Wu Lai was too lazy to think of a name. He just felt that having a name was better than having no name.

It is worth mentioning that the "Scepter" has a prototype. It is actually a replica of the famous Swedish gun "Bofors M37" during World War II. Under the almost perfect "plagiarism" of Woolley, who is very loyal to the "original", the Glyndow Island Arsenal produced this gun with a caliber of 152.4 mm, a projectile weight of 92 kilograms, a directional firing range of 60 degrees, a barrel length of 43 times the caliber, and an elevation range of 45 degrees.

The only thing that made Woolley feel regretful was that his "Scepter" was limited by the energy of gunpowder, and its maximum range was only one-third of the original one. However, the original Bofors M37 had a maximum range of 23 kilometers, so the range of this "Scepter" was already extremely shocking.

Now, it's time to test its power once again——

There are five large observation towers in the port of Assyria, which together form a pair of "eyes" covering the entire port and monitoring the five rivers. Around these five observation towers, there are barracks, small fortresses, checkpoints, and fences. On the mountain five miles away from the right side of the port, there is also a large military camp that can accommodate tens of thousands of people.

These will all be Wu Lai's targets, especially those small fortresses and military camps. By destroying them and killing as many enemy troops as possible, the defense of the Assyrian city can be greatly weakened, forcing the enemy to mobilize more troops to guard here. Then, Wu Lai can implement the next plan.

Wu Lai pointed to the observation tower on the far left. At this moment, there were several lieutenants and more than a hundred soldiers on the observation tower. "Start from this point and aim!"

"Yes! The first tower on the left! Take aim!" The soldiers at the main gun position responded while methodically turning the turret and raising the gun barrel...

"Report! Aiming already!" the main gun commander reported loudly. At this distance, the "Scepter" did not need to bother adjusting the angle, it could just aim and fire directly.

"Caesar, cover your ears." Wu Lai reminded Caesar with a smile. On the entire ship, only he, Sales, the commander and soldiers at the main gun position were equipped with ear protection to prevent their eardrums from being shattered by the gun barrel.

"Okay." Caesar responded in a muffled voice, put down his shield and covered his ears with his hands.

"Let go!" Wu Lai waved his hand forward fiercely.

"Fire!" the main gun commander repeated the order almost wildly.

"Boom" - like a sudden thunder in the clear sky, the "scepter" suddenly trembled, and a huge burst of flames spewed out of the muzzle...

Ye Jianwu was startled when he saw the observation tower on the right suddenly break in half. The upper half and the top of the tower slowly fell down in the smoke and flying stones. In the smoke and dust, he could vaguely see a figure tumbling helplessly in the air...

Screams were heard again near the port. The Wuheguan navy and the Tianjuan army were in chaos again. The officers and soldiers fled in panic, while some soldiers sat there stupidly, their eyes full of panic and they were muttering to themselves. However, no one cared about what they were saying.

"General, retreat quickly! That thing is coming towards us!" A deputy general shouted a warning while dragging Ye Jianwu out of the observation tower. At this time, Ye Jianwu was already a little dazed. She even hoped that what she had just seen was an illusion, all an illusion.

As Ye Jianwu was involuntarily dragged by the deputy general and surrounded by guards, he ran backwards, his mind was in a mess, but he couldn't figure out a clue...

On the Wu Lai, Caesar shook his head and grinned at Wu Lai: "Wow, what a loud noise, young master."

"Shut up and cover your ears. It's not over yet." Wu Lai glared at him and pointed to the second observation tower. "Second tower on the left! Aim!"

"Yes! Second tower on the left! Spread your aim!"

"Your Excellency the High Priest! There is movement in the military camp halfway up the mountain!" Sales reminded.

"Really?" Wu Lai frowned and raised the telescope to aim at the military camp halfway up the mountain. Sure enough, he saw a lot of flags fluttering, and it looked like a chaotic gathering of troops.

Wu Lai was stunned. He originally thought that the soldiers from the military camp had already entered the port by now. Now looking over there, it seemed that there were quite a few people.

He wanted to see more clearly, but the telescope in his hand could only do so much. After thinking for a while, he changed the order before the artillery position responded: "Barracks halfway up the mountain on the right! Aim!"

"Yes! The military camp halfway up the mountain on the right! Start aiming!"

"Your Excellency the High Priest, do we really want to attack there?" Sareth was stunned and asked hurriedly. He was not worried about the range being unable to cover the area, but was worried about wasting shells - he only saw a lot of flags fluttering, and was not sure what the enemy was doing, nor could he determine the number of enemy troops.

"I think they are gathering here. Let's take a gamble. If they are really gathering, then we'll win. Come on, follow me to the gun position. I'll measure the distance myself." Wu Lai smiled and put down the telescope...

Wu Lai guessed correctly that the army camp in the middle of the mountain was gathering urgently. After Night Blade Dance entered Assyria, he established three camps in Assyria, namely the North and South Camps and the Mid-mountain Camp, which was called the Palace Camp.

Among the three battalions, the Palace Battalion has the strongest strength of soldiers, because the north and south battalions are a mixture of Tianjuan soldiers and Kimo, Hulite, and Assyrian surrendered troops, and the Palace Battalion is not only composed of Tianjuan soldiers, but also the original direct troops of the Tianjuan Palace. According to Wu Lai's familiar term, it is called the Royal Guards.

It is worth mentioning that although Ye Renwu is a general and is ordered to manage the two cities of Assyria and Annan, she cannot mobilize the Palace Camp just because she wants to, because the commander of the 30,000 soldiers in the Palace Camp also has the rank of general, and is much stronger than Ye Renwu in terms of seniority.

The commander's name was Dimer, Dimer Avram, Hatra's uncle. He had always been the backbone of the Tianjuan Palace before the Tianjuan Kingdom was established.

Therefore, when receiving the news of enemy situation in the inland river, Ye Renwu immediately mobilized the North and South Camps and the city defense army, but he only sent people to notify the Palace Camp and did not require the Palace Camp to do anything.

For this reason, Dimer did not take the news too seriously after receiving it. He only arranged for a few cavalry scouts to go to the vicinity of the port to observe the situation, and the rest of the troops remained on hold until the scouts reported that the port's train position had been taken down by the enemy in one fell swoop. Only then did he realize the seriousness of the situation.

Dimer immediately ordered to gather reinforcements. It should be noted that the main force of the Tianjuan Army in the Assyrian occupied area is currently in the Kaiked area. The total strength of the troops in the Assyrian city is less than 70,000, and this 70,000 also includes the city defense army and the people's army with low combat effectiveness.

Logically speaking, the direct troops of the Tianjuan Palace should be well-disciplined and well-trained, and there would definitely not be such a chaotic situation. But in fact, it was really like this - today was the once-a-month rest day, and except for those on duty, the soldiers under his command were either sleeping or taking a shower, and some simply went for a stroll on the street. Suddenly there was an emergency assembly, it would be strange if there was not chaos.

So by the time Dimer was fully dressed and rode to the playground, only two-thirds of the troops had barely gathered. Many soldiers had even lost their positions in the panic, and 40% of the lieutenants and assistant generals had not arrived.

Dimer was furious, but just as he rode his horse towards the nearest column, ready to whip the noisy and crowded soldiers, he heard a heart-pounding whistle...

With a loud bang, Dimer felt that he was hit by a huge force, and then he and his horse flew up. In the moment before he lost consciousness, he saw flames, debris, limbs, blood and half a body flying all over the sky...

Eh? That looks like my armor...

The latest novel is published first on Liu9shuba!

After struggling for a while, the Wulai turned around and headed back the way it came. Having achieved its goal, Wulai was too lazy to stay in Assyria any longer...

Upon receiving the news that the Woolley had left, Ye Renwu, who had been on tenterhooks for a long time in the central square of Assyria, breathed a sigh of relief. However, a report from an attendant immediately made her heart rise again.

"Reporting to the general, the Palace Camp has submitted a report on the damage." The attendant hesitated for a moment, then handed the document to Ye Renwu and reported, "General Dimer was killed, more than 4,000 people in the Palace Camp died, and nearly 6,000 were injured, nearly half of whom were seriously injured. Even if they are cured..."

"Enough! Shut up!" Ye Renwu screamed.

The moonlight was like water, and Wu Lai sat comfortably on the bow deck, sipping wine and enjoying the cool and refreshing river breeze.

Although he already knew that the Woolley would win the first battle with a crushing momentum, Woolley still felt proud and proud. Today's success washed away his previous worries and irritability. It not only struck a blow to the enemy, but also did not affect civilians. This was the situation Woolley was most happy to see.

To conquer, force alone is not enough, but also the people's hearts. When thinking of this, Wu Lai smiled bitterly and shook his head, because he had taught Helen all these many years ago...

Wu Lai did not dare to say that the rise of the Tianjuan Empire and the successive victories of the Tianjuan Army were all his credit, but Helen undoubtedly used explosives, crossbows, and psychological warfare tactics very well. Otherwise, it would have been impossible to achieve unprecedented achievements in the past two or three years and realize the dream of the Tianjuan people for generations.

However, the Tianjuan Empire represented by Helen also offended Wu Lai's reverse scale...

"Don't forget, I am your teacher. There are still many things you have not learned..." Wu Lai muttered to himself and drank the wine in the glass.

Pu Tang was also drinking, but he was drinking secretly. The military regulations formulated by Wu Lai included a rule prohibiting alcohol during battle. Although Pu Tang had the courage to violate it, he did not dare to violate it in public. Otherwise, it would be tantamount to provoking Wu Lai in public, and the consequences would be absolutely unpredictable.

But it was different if he drank secretly. Even if he was caught by the military discipline officer or even Wu Lai himself, he would at most be charged with the crime of drunkenness. At worst he would be demoted by one rank and transferred from colonel to lieutenant colonel. At least he could continue to lead troops in battles.

Pu Tong had good reasons to drink at this moment. First, he was drunk, second, there were only six people around him, and third, he was exhausted - although there was someone pulling him up, it was still difficult to climb a steep cliff of more than 700 steps high while carrying a box of small-caliber artillery shells.

So, Pu Tong, who gave himself multiple reasons, staggered to the bushes next to the edge of the cliff and sat down. He took out a small wine flask from his arms and took two quick sips. He turned his head and glanced around and saw that Manggu and others were still busy with their backs to him. He took two more sips, tightened the bottle cap and stuffed it into his arms, then took out a cigarette, broke off a small piece and put it into his mouth.

After chewing vigorously for a few times, the spiciness of the wine and tobacco made Pu Tong feel dizzy.

"Great, this is the feeling I want." Pu Tong said to himself, broke off a small piece of cigarette and put it into his mouth, then took out a telescope and looked forward under the cliff. Suddenly, the fires and human figures here and there in the town of Malitania came into sight.

“Hehehe…” Pu Tong chuckled and put away the telescope, then simply lay back, “Yeah, yeah, it’s fucking comfortable. I’ll deal with you guys tomorrow night.”

Eh? If I really accomplish this great feat, will the lord be so happy that he will promote me to the rank of major general? Pu Tong suddenly thought...

Midnight had passed, but Ye Renwu was still in the study, pondering the words of the memorial. In the attendant room outside the study, six attendants were still counting the casualties...


Recommendation