The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

"Head, you are amazing!"

The artillery guarding next to the second artillery said with reverence. Obviously, Cheerchen flew to the side of the blooming bullet to lift the fuse, making him a hero in everyone's mind.

"It's okay?" Cheerchen wiped his face and said hehe. The smoke of gunpowder just turned his face black and gray.

But some people think Cheerchen is a hero, but some people are not. Pidro slapped Chechen on the back of the head and yelled, "Smelly boy, if you were a little late, this shell will blow you apart. What kind of hero are you!"

Of course Pidro said this because he cared about Cheerchen, and Cheerchen knew this too. He smiled and comforted his uncle and said, "Deputy Captain Pietro, the shell that can kill me hasn't been made yet?"

Pidro Bai gave Cheerchen a look of nonchalantness, he felt that Cheerchen was becoming more and more disobedient now.

"Fatima, you will stay with the captain from now on to protect his safety. Remember, don't let him do such dangerous things again." Pidro told Fatima.

Seeing that Uncle Pidro wanted to send Fatima to protect herself, Cheerchen was about to protest that Tima was not an artillery and did not operate artillery, but at this moment, another shell fell near Cheerchen and the others. The mud splashed by the shells fell on Cheerchen and Pidro.

Cheerchen glanced at the enemy's fort, and several small-caliber guns appeared at several crenellations.

Obviously, the enemy artillery on the turret had already begun to counterattack the three-pounder artillery with the three-pounder.

Cheerchen hurriedly asked the artillery to drag the three-pounder gun away. Those wooden shields are effective against large-caliber muskets, but they cannot withstand the shells of the three-pounder gun.

Fortunately for the retreat in time, when the artillery and artillery of the mercenary regiment had just retreated to a safe zone, the wooden shield in front of the original artillery position had been punched with numerous fist-sized openings and small holes by artillery shells and grape bullets.

Seeing that he almost confessed there, Pidro scolded: "No heavy artillery, this is a ball!"

Cheerchen nodded in agreement. Pidro's words are not rough, and without heavy artillery it is really difficult to capture such a tightly defensive bastion.

Pidro and Chechen could think, and of course Alexander Okinsky also thought of the same answer. After several bombardments, except for the 24 pounder and the east gate where the mortar was located, the bombardment in other places failed to cause effective damage to Lida Fort.

It seemed that he could only ask the prince for help, Alexander Okinsky thought helplessly. He knew that the Prince had ordered more than ten 24-pound guns and a larger 48-pound cannon in the German arsenal.

"Your Excellency Commander, look!" Just as Ojinsky thought so, his adjutant pointed to the direction of the city gate and said to Ojinsky.

Okinsky took a look. It turned out that one of the iron chains that originally hung the city gate suspension bridge was broken by the shell in the shelling just now. Now the entire suspension bridge is maintained by a remnant iron chain.

"God bless you! What are you doing? Go and transfer a German mercenary regiment." Ojinsky piously crossed his chest, and when he saw that his adjutant was still there, he shouted angrily.

Ojinsky ordered all the artillery on the artillery position to aim at the direction of the drawbridge and fire toward the drawbridge. As long as the chain can be broken, the army can take advantage of this opportunity to rush into the city.

But the next bombardment was not so lucky. After two rounds of bombardment, the shells hit around the chain and on the suspension bridge.

"Waste, waste!"

Seeing the artillery's incompetence, Ojinsky threw his hat on the ground angrily. He walked straight to a three-pounder gun, adjusted the pitch angle of the gun body, and fired a shot himself.

"God bless." Ojinsky prayed again before firing the gun.

This lucky bomb hit the iron chain like a divine help. The suspension bridge let out a wailing, and finally collapsed.

Ojinsky let out a triumphant laugh, and he ordered the artillery to shoot all the shells at the city gate. Behind the artillery, a five-hundred German mercenary regiment and an equal number of Polish infantry were lined up in the trenches. The leader was the German who had objected to Janusz. People Tilly.

Several blooming bombs accurately hit the city gate, and with a few bangs, Lida Fort's original solid city gate was blown to pieces.

"Tilly, it's up to you now."

Seeing that the gate of Lida Fort was blasted open so unexpectedly and so easily, Ojinsky made an attack gesture to Tilly.

"attack!"

Tilly was fully armed, he lowered the visor of his helmet and then drew the sword from his waist and swung forward.

The German mercenaries and Polish infantry in the three trenches jumped out of the trenches, and they walked toward the city gate in neat steps.

Bullets continued to be fired on the walls of Lida Fort, and unfortunately German mercenaries fell from time to time, but these warriors continued to advance without fear.

After the infantry jumped into the trench, the musketeer jumped into the trench to fill their place. These musketeers use Spanish-style heavy muskets, which are so heavy that the musketeers have to set up a bracket to shoot.

With the firing of guns and artillery under the city, the musketeers on the wall were suppressed.

The infantry that raised the interest rate hastened their pace, and the infantry that walked in the forefront has reached the entrance of the city gate.

Several tall infantrymen untied their grenades, lit their fuses and threw them in. They were grenadiers in the mercenary regiment.

A puff of black smoke rose from inside the city gate, which made it impossible for both sides to see the situation on the opposite side~www.wuxiamtl.com~ A group of Musketeers lined up at the city gate, one squatting and the other straightening. The guns were unanimously aimed at the city.

But before they had time to shoot, a dense rain of arrows shot out from the black smoke. These musketeers fell to the ground groaning painfully.

Tilly returned the two-handed sword in his hand to his back, and he dragged the two musketeers with arrows to the wall next to the city gate.

Settling the wounded soldiers, Tilly drew the musket from his waist and fired a shot at the city gate.

After the gunshot, a metal crash sounded from inside the city gate cave.

Even if the bullet hit the breastplate, it wouldn't happen. Tilly felt strange, and one of his adjutants said to Tilly: "Sir, there is a city gate inside!"

It turned out that Jan Sobieski had long thought of the situation that the city gate would be blown up. He built a second pure iron iron fence behind the first city gate. That's how the impact of the bullet made.

This is because the thick smoke inside the city gate has dispersed for most. The infantry who rushed into the city gate found that their weapons could not cause damage to the iron fence, especially behind the iron fence, the muskets in Lida Fort Soldiers and archers kept shooting from the gap between the fences to the outside.

Some brave mercenaries shot in vain with muskets, but they were quickly knocked down. The corpses of the war dead piled up at the entrance of the city gate, and quickly became like a hill.

Pushing the artillery to the gate of the city is tantamount to idiotic dreams when the Lida Fort defense system has not been destroyed.

Seeing that there was no hope, Tilly gave the order to retreat. Before he gave the order, the Polish infantry had already started to flee.

In the artillery position, Ojinsky, who had witnessed all this, severely smashed the breast wall in front of his lower body with his scepter.