C539 Industry and invention

"Reporting to the marshal, our brothers are already hiding a hundred metres away from Da Gu Kou, waiting for Sir's orders!"

"Good …" Brothers, bring more guns, bows and arrows with you … Pouncing on the city! " Maylor let out a weird cry and the three cannons in the main camp fired. The black mass of people rushed towards the barbed wire and the trench.

"Charge charge charge charge …" Some fired from guns, some shot from bows and arrows … Move, don't foolishly wait for the enemy to open fire … " Maylor and his trusted aides and generals shouted desperately from behind the crowd, and the soldiers faithfully carried out their orders.

This charge created a lot of noise. Before the soldiers reached the barbed wire fence, they dropped flat on the ground and fired their rifles forward. From afar, they looked like a snake of fire twisting and distorting its shape on the ground.

Behind this fire serpent were countless archers with eight flags in their hands. They nocked their bows and nocked their arrows, shooting them into the sky. Each arrow drew a perfect parabola in the air, smashing towards the defending army in the trench, not to mention that this rain of arrows had indeed caused a certain amount of casualties.

"Torches..." Prepare Reflected Iron Plate... Battlefield Illumination... "F * ck, you actually learned Night Assault …" Tie Toutuo ran frantically inside the trench, doing everything he could to boost the morale of his brothers.

The kerosene lanterns were turned to their brightest. Pieces of semi-circular tin were placed behind them. This was a simple searchlight. Hundreds of these searchlights were placed onto the trenches, lighting up the battlefield.

Tie Toutuo laughed when he saw Qing Jun's stance, "They actually know how to crawl? He could actually fire while lying down? "Look at their large butts. They are so perky that they are taller than the women who live with eight children. Aren't they just looking for a beating …"

"Brothers, let them open their eyes. Let's see how they play with the guns …" After Tie Toutuo finished speaking, he lifted his hand and shot out a spear.

Old Gu's words were really good. A soldier had to train in it. Battling was a professional occupation, and every movement had to be standardized. From the maintenance of the bow and arrows to the small trick of protecting one's fingers when shooting, they could talk for three days and three nights.

Just from the way these soldiers' butts perked up, one could tell that they had once been mounted soldiers, and the big butt that was moving about on the ground had now become the target of the new army.

Pah pah pah … The intense shooting caused the group of Purging Demons s to be in extreme pain. Many of them had been shot in the buttocks, or else they would have been ripped apart and torn to shreds.

"Bullshit …" 'F * ck his ancestor! Too wicked! How am I supposed to shit tomorrow … ' What about the archers? Why aren't you taking action yet … "Cover us …"

There were more than a thousand archers hidden in the darkness behind Musketeers. When they dodged the arrows, they would lie on the ground, but the bows in their hands were already set up, when the officers behind them gave the order, they would quickly half squat, and then shoot arrows towards the sky.

Boom! Boom! Boom! After a rainstorm-like string sound, more than a thousand arrows flew up into the air, formed a perfect parabola, and then smashed heavily into the trench area.

Tie Toutuo never thought that this kind of perfect defense strategy would actually encounter such a natural nemesis. No matter how deep and wide the trench was, it was unable to defend against the weapons that fell from the sky.

The woolen military uniform was light and comfortable, but it had no defensive capabilities at all. It was completely unable to resist the torrential rain of arrows.

Bows and arrows fell into the trenches, and the thick smell of blood filled the entire trenches. Countless people had arrows nocked on their heads, shoulders and backs.

"Damnit, let's immediately enter the Formless Cover and avoid it …" What were they waiting for? "I should at least find a wooden board to block my head …" Tie Toutuo shouted as he grabbed an arrow in his hand.

"Fuck, even the great waves of the river have come. Now that we are being tormented by this kind of Mozzie, it's truly a scene to behold …" "Don't be afraid brothers, this is just a rain of arrows. It's much less powerful than a direct attack. Just split each of you up into wooden boxes to protect your vital parts and you'll be all right …"

The rain of arrows only caused a few unlucky fellows to die in battle. Most of the Forces nouvelles soldiers were slightly injured, it wasn't fatal but it hurt a lot.

The new army's shooting frequency had a change, so they would naturally let Maylor and the others note that Maylor was not a fool.

"Good boy, I finally found a flaw in them …" These soldiers don't have any armor on them, so they can't defend against our arrows … In the past, I was just stupid. I just wanted to shoot, but I didn't think that it would be useful for me to hide in the trenches and shoot! "

Maylor smacked his own head and said, "What a pig's brain …" Since the bow could not even be shot through, could it not fall from the sky? "I've lost all of the Old Ancestor's good stuff …"

Thinking of this, Maylor shouted out loudly, "All of the archers in the rear troop gather, and let me fight according to this fighting style … Ye Zichen raised his hand and shot backwards. He didn't need to care about the accuracy or inaccuracy of the shot, he just used a large area of rain of arrows to cover it … I, your father, am truly a genius! "

The facts proved that cold weapons were not useless. As long as the leader was willing to use his brain, there were plenty of methods to defeat the enemy. However, dealing with the arrows fired from the trenches was really a good method, and that was the principles behind howitzers and mortars.

The angle was high and the trajectory curved. The cannon could fly over a mountain to the back of a mountain, let alone a trench dug into the ground.

Very quickly, the number of archers had increased from one thousand to three thousand. Every time they shot arrows together, the rain of rain on the archers' battle trenches would be like shrubbery.

Everyone started to gather at the permanent fortifications in the trenches to avoid the rain of arrows. At this time, the front row of cleaning soldiers and Musketeers finally found an opportunity, one by one they sneakily climbed over, took out their tiger head pincers and tried to save the barbed wire.

In just over ten minutes, the barbed wire had been cut into more than four or five meters of width. The most critical moment had finally arrived at the trench defense line of the Special Region.

The situation of the battle on the sea and at the trenches were all gathered in front of him, countless eager looks waiting for his decision. However, Liu Lang was after all, a veteran of the Heavenly Kingdom who had never experienced such a modern war before, so he was completely blind.

What should he do? What should he do? This gray beard general almost pulled his beard out. Just as he was at his wit's end, the original planner of Xiao Letian's old friend Industrial Zones, Mike Co. suddenly remembered something. Carnegie came over.

"Lord General, I already know what problems we have on the battlefield. Please be assured that nothing will go wrong in the trenches, I have a way …"

"What can you do? You think you can invite heavenly soldiers? "

"Hehe, General, have you forgotten? Didn't Mr. Xiao Letian always praise the power of industry? Well, I'll show you the power of industry today... Please follow me! "

Mike led the way in front, behind them were General Liu Lang and his guards, they walked all the way to the deepest factory on the western side. This was one of the few places where they could avoid the cannons.

The factory was built with red bricks and was extremely wide. It was filled with wood box s, which were industrial equipment that had not been dismantled yet, and there were at least 40 to 50 American engineers and technicians gathered together, half of them black.

Liu Lang had been here before the war, and at that time, it was completely chaotic without a single machine, but in just a few days of hard work, the power providing for the steam engine had already been installed, and it was already starting to burn. Two black workers were adding coal to the furnace rhythmically, the big spade wheel was like dancing.

The steam engine was connected to a strange machine which was at least three people tall and had a huge hammer on it. It looked extremely strange.

"General, this is called punching machine. It relies on the steam engine to process iron grade equipment. The magical equipment used to defend the Qing Dynasty from the rain of arrows is produced from here … "Alright, gentlemen, let our Eastern General experience the power of industry …"

A thin, soft iron roll was moved to the side of the bed, and soon, the heavy hammer was lifted up. When the iron piece was installed, the huge hammer smashed into the iron sheet with a loud bang.

Liu Lang couldn't believe his eyes at all. He didn't think that this metal fellow would actually have such strength, with just one slice, he cut off a piece of the iron sheet.

Mike took the round object and asked, "General, what is this?"

"What else could this be? Isn't this just an iron straw hat?" that you wear when you work in the fields... Wait? "What do you mean …" Liu Lang pointed to the metal hat, and the ten fingers seemed to change in various shapes as if they had epilepsy.

"You mean... Let our brothers wear this thing to defend against the arrows in the sky? "

"Hahaha, that's right, my lord general. Give me twenty minutes, and I'll make at least two hundred iron hats for you …" "As much as you want …"

What made Liu Lang even more surprised was that the group of black craftsmen actually stacked ten pieces of iron beneath the hammer. With a loud crash, the hammer rushed out with a lot of strength.

"Unbelievable, doesn't this have the power of nine oxen and two tigers?" Was this the power of industry that the Prime Minister had always spoken of? Isn't that a bit too efficient? "

On the night of the Tanggu's bloody battle, the first industrial helmet in human history was placed on Mike C. With the birth of Carnegie, young Mike had successfully saved the lives of countless soldiers with his invention, and his meritorious deeds would eventually be forever remembered by the human world.