C440 The Bomb of the War (2/2)

”The weak Asian actually dares to follow the French Army's bayonet? Where did they get that fighting spirit from? Is this still the weak people we met six years ago? ”

Regardless of whether these Frenchmen believed it or not, the battle had already reached this point, and the world's top ranker, French Army, had begun to fight with all her might.

”Artillery preparation...” Blast them to death... ”Close range horizontal projectile …” Amidst a series of French orders, four black cannons suddenly shot out from the ruins behind the line. No one would have thought that the French would take advantage of the night to unload four cannons from the battleship, which was the last trump card of the Guotou Village's garrison.

”Kill these barbarians... ”Fire!” After a series of explosions, the waves of people were sent flying into the air. Soil and broken limbs rained down, and the line of defense was quickly snatched back.

Chu Zhao smashed his fist into the trench. Hateful! Just a little bit more, just a little bit more … ”Men, come here. Bring another five hundred death squads with you. I will lead you to charge …”

At this time, Luo Houzi, who had just retreated, looked as if it was not his own blood on his face. He grabbed Chu Zhao and bellowed, ”Be careful … ”I've just seen it. The enemy artillery shells are very plentiful, but I was already surprised. It has already been four days since the explosion, why is there no end to these Frenchmen's artillery shells …”

Before he could finish, the four cannons in the head of the country started firing. Smoke rose up into the sky in the trench, and the gathered death squads were blasted into the ground.

In the end, Xiao Letian's new army had only been established for a short period of time. On his schedule, the new army would only join the army next year, and with all the limited military funds already focused on the shore defense turret and the construction of the future navy.

With their bodies being bombarded by cannons, even their powerful spirits were not used up. When the French Army used their last trump card, the situation of the battle in Guotou Village immediately became tense, and Chu Zhao's subsequent attacks were all repelled by the cannons. Because the French Army was not strong enough, they did not dare to rashly attack, and both sides entered into a temporary period of peace.

By the time the battle started, it was already 4 PM and the day was about to end. The people in the city had already been evacuated, and the refugees in the mountains had fled to the deeper parts of the mountains. The only things left that could not be moved were the supplies that were still under fire from the French.

Looking back at the Naha Harbor, even though the entire day's worth of shooting had caused light injuries to the Glory and the other battleships. The crafty Molière had already ordered the warships to expand their area of operations around 2pm. Not only did they have to bombard the main city area, they also had to increase the impact on the other targets.

Molière's order was also quite helpless. A day's worth of bombardment had now turned the Naha Harbor into a dead city in the sky. It would be unwise to continue wasting ammunition.

The battle had already successfully completed what Gong Cheng had expected. This skinny old man stood on the deck of the merchant boat, blinking as he talked to himself.

”Good boy, it's only been six years and the Europeans have become stronger? Six years ago, their cannons were solid projectiles, but now they're all exploding? At that time, even their cannons were not that far away. Could this be the power of a musket? ”

Gong Banlun could only be considered to be half a Siyang Tong. His comprehension towards the development of Western science and technology was far inferior to Xiao Letian's, he simply could not understand the difference between a rifled cannon and a musket, much less the principle of a blossoming cannonball.

Because his stats were still at the same level as six years ago, he estimated that the Ryukyu would need to undergo a day and a night of bombardment before their morale would collapse. However, after personally witnessing the power of the new cannon today, the old man was finally relieved.

”Alright, alright, alright, alright, right now, that tyrant has already become a ghost city, I believe that these bunch of smelly commoners have long been scared witless, the bit of courage Xiao Letian gave them is probably already used up … …” ”Hahaha, my plan is complete!”

”Men, prepare the boat. I want to go to the Glory to meet the His Excellency the Special Envoy. We have won this battle!”

In Gong Cheng's heart, it was already surprising that the citizens of the Ryukyu could calm down from the riots. In such a despicable person's heart, everyone was selfish.

A country and its people were not as important as their own family's interests. A slave that was like an ant did not have the right to choose their master. Besides, as long as there was food and a house to live in, who would care if they were under the rule of the foreigners or the ruler of the Japanese?

Everything was just another owner continuing to kowtow, maybe Master Yang would be in the mood to reward him with two bowls of rice.

”Ryukyu, oh Ryukyu! All of you now feel that I am an unforgivable villain, the culprit that caused your nation's destruction. However, in less than a hundred years, all of you have to thank me … You all f * cking clearly remember that in this world, the most important thing is for the strong to be respected. If you don't follow the strongest party, how could you all follow the weakest party? ”

”Damn it, you bunch of stupid birds, do you know what colonization is? That is, the higher races sending ambassadors of civilization to manage the weaker races, this is the generosity of their Master Yang, a fool like yourself would not know how to appreciate it. ”

”Hmph …” Just you wait, in a hundred years, there will definitely be someone who will commemorate my victory by sculpting the statue. Those idiots who are blocking in front of me, sooner or later, your fate will be to create a kneeling figure! ”