Become a feudal king from today

In the morning mist.

In the Long Beach trench fortifications, which is more than thirty miles long and ten miles wide, Sam soldiers gathered together in twos and threes to have breakfast.

They carry muzzle-loading rifles on their backs and are ready to fight at any time, even while eating.

Ever since their ancestors came here from Britain, drove away the Indians, and built cities one after another, this place belonged to them.

No one would reflect that this fertile continent should belong to the Indians.

For hundreds of years, they, the Westerners, have been rampant in the world and are unrivaled.

Their long-term sense of superiority makes them think that the Western natives are all just ants, just like humans who drive away wild beasts and occupy their land without feeling guilty.

It was this rightness that made them choose war.

They will not give away what they have got. If the other party wants it, then come and get it in person.

But despite their high morale, they were still a little uneasy.

They finally realized how the indigenous countries felt when facing them.

The sun rises above the sea level and the sea fog gradually dissipates.

At this moment, the sentry responsible for observation discovered huge black figures in the remaining fog.

As the distance approached, the outline of the battleship became clear.

The frightened sentry immediately blew his whistle, and then whistles sounded one after another throughout the trench fortifications.

The officers came out of the tent and hurriedly observed with their monocular binoculars.

The Sam soldiers immediately returned to their fighting positions.

The quiet atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"They're coming." Bolton smoked a cigar and blew out a long stream of smoke.

He believed that Dasong's army would focus on attacking Long Beach.

That's why he's here.

The number of Dasong warships on the sea also proves this point.

"Master Dasong, you will regret your decision and become the enemy of the entire Western World. You will be torn into pieces. Your failure will begin today!" Bolton said bitterly.

He had already sworn in front of Sullivan that he would fight the Great Song people to the end.

The sun rose higher and higher, and the battleships on the sea became clearer and clearer.

At this time, some of Dasong's warships had already deployed in a straight line, aiming their sides at Long Beach.

Qin Shan and Zhou Yi stood on the deck of the flagship.

As Burton watched them, they watched each other.

This time, the Battle of Long Beach will be personally commanded by Qin Shan, and the remaining two battles will be commanded by Pan Chang and Indian General Omaha respectively.

"Let them tremble in front of Dasong's army!" Qin Shan said lightly.

This war is of great significance to Dasong.

It can be said that this is Dasong's official counterattack on the Western Earth world after expelling the Western Earth people from the Eastern Earth region.

Next, Dasong will launch counterattacks in Middle-earth and Heizhou Continent.

After all, after this change of weapons, the entire Dasong army believed that they had distanced themselves from the Westerners in terms of weapons.

Since they have an advantage in firearms, they must take advantage of it.

The saturation bombardment of Long Beach is naturally the best way to show the advantage.

Zhou Yi nodded and gave the order for the bombardment.

Not long after, the sail warships and ironclad ships roared, and cannonballs equipped with fuses flew out and landed on the fortifications of the Sam people.

Moreover, the caliber of the naval gun is very large, and the shells are naturally large and heavy, and full of power.

Especially the sail warships are like artillery positions moving on the sea.

Now, the battle against Western and Turkish warships at sea is basically replaced by ironclad ships.

The role of the sailing battleship is more towards bombardment of the coast.

"Boom boom boom..."

In an instant, clouds of flames and smoke rose from the Long Beach trenches.

Under the huge power of the artillery shells, the soil on the trenches rose dozens of heights.

Some Sam soldiers were at the center of the explosion and were blown away by the shock wave. Their limbs were torn apart and turned into stumps and rain of blood.

"ah……"

"ah……"

"..."

Under the shelling, the screams of the Sam soldiers in the trenches continued to sound.

The injured soldiers were more frightened and desperate than those who were directly killed.

They covered their bloody legs and screamed and moaned from their broken arms.

The other soldiers were trembling with fear when they witnessed the miserable state of their companions.

Some of them were older veterans who had experienced the Revolutionary War.

On the battlefield they are more calm than new recruits.

But after the bombardment, their calmness disappeared immediately.

"Damn, what kind of opponent are we facing?" A veteran wiped the dust off his body.

Back then, they still relied on line formations when fighting, and they could only fire solid bullets.

In the past two years, in order to deal with Dasong, skirmishers and explosive bombs have appeared in the army.

They thought that the equipment level of Dasong's army would not be much different from theirs.

But it was obvious that Dasong's blooming bullets were much more powerful than theirs.

And not just a little bit more.

The most important thing is that the artillery shells of Dasong's army exploded as soon as they hit the ground, giving them no time to react at all.

This is something their blooming bombs simply cannot do.

Bolton and other Sam Army officers also noticed this.

Each of them looked gloomy.

Not long ago, the Dasong army was still using wooden wedge leads.

But now, they seem to have a new gadget, the shells can explode when they hit the ground.

"These damn bastards!" Bolton cursed desperately.

In order to prevent Dasong's army from landing, they could only deploy fortifications along the coast.

However, the fortifications deployed along the coast must withstand the bombardment of the opponent's warships.

The saddest thing is that they can only be bombed because they don't have any warships to stop the opponent's navy.

"Boom boom boom..."

The shelling continued, and each blow was like an explosion in the heart of the Sam country officer.

The bombardment continued for the next three days, day and night.

The trenches at Sam's Beach looked like a field plowed by cattle.

Under the continuous bombardment, more than 120,000 Sam soldiers were killed or injured.

At one point Burton wanted to withdraw his troops from the front of the trench.

But every time he prepared to do so, Dasong's army would send out small boats to prepare the soldiers to land.

Therefore, not only could he not withdraw his soldiers, but he had to strengthen the defense on the front line.

Otherwise, once Dasong's army lands, the consequences will be even more serious.

Of course, he knew very well that this was a trick deliberately played by Dasong's army.

But this trick was a real conspiracy, and he had to guard against it.

But in this way, they can only bear huge casualties.

In the past few days, the morale of Sam soldiers has plummeted, and deserters have even appeared.

On the fourth day, warships at sea bombarded the coast again.

But unlike before, this time densely packed troop transport boats were heading towards the coast.

On the small boat, the Dasong soldiers put their guns against the side of the boat and aimed at the coast.

There is a Chinese machine gun mounted on the bow.

This time the artillery fire was no longer a simple bombing, but a cover for their landing.

After three days of bombardment, Qinshan believed that the time had come to launch a general offensive.