. "They...maybe they won't come!"

At the same time, the walls of Motril, the same completely unsleeping army was waiting for the possible attack. The latest chapter of the Song Qi Persian Gulf looked at the bright base on the beach, and the defending generals here asked each other and answered unsure answers.

Of course they dare not attack, although there are nearly 10,000 soldiers in Motril. But Zhao Fubo, the name "Aladdin Emperor" who spread in Muslim countries is too great. He has great pressure on the sultans and generals of all Muslim countries. Faced with this pressure, the Muslims who have long been afraid of him would rather face Zhao Fubo's attack on the city wall. As for the initiative to attack him, it is a question that he dares not think about.

Just when everyone was keen on this question, the bright light that had been floating in the sky suddenly drifted towards the sea, and soon afterwards it was completely extinguished. At this time, the moon, which had been blocked by the bright light for almost a night, revealed its golden face.

Their failure to attack does not mean that Zhao Fubo and his men are not attacking. At 5 a.m., Zhao Fubo quietly came to the place where the musketeers rested. The soldiers there unfolded the inflatable bedding that they usually carried behind the saddle. It included an inner liner with soft fabric inside the leather surface, and there was a layer under the bedding, which could be pumped into the hollow mezzanine of the air with a small air pump that could be used to step on.

When this mezzanine is filled with air, block the air inlet so that they can leave the cold ground. Song Qi Persian Gulf all chapters and then overlap their cloaks with two layers and stuff them into the inner liner. In this way, they can have a good sleep even in the cold place. Of course, they don’t have to worry about the weather here. So everyone used the cloak as a pillow, and Sophia, who was a little too "tired" in the passion the night before yesterday, slept soundly.

As the main force of the attack, they do not have to do any kind of city building. That is the matter of musketeers and slaves of the Holy Roman Empire. The soldiers of the Great Song Yulin Army do not need to worry at all. What they have to worry about is that when the attack is ready to start at 5 a.m., prepare all their weapons. The latest chapter of the Song Qi Persian Gulf

"Sophia... wake up... wake up..."

Zhao Fubo shook her shoulders and woke her up from her deep sleep. Before her eyes opened, Sophia habitually touched her rifle. If this was her favorite, of course there might be a place where I love the house and the slumber.

"Sofia, let's get up and we're ready to do it!"

The musketeers who pretended to be on the shore searched for the area needed for the 500-meter-square-meter advance base, Zhao Fubo rushed to sleep. As the main force of the elite, the Yulin Army of the Song Dynasty should not have consumed their energy for these mixed physical work. The ranking of urban superpower novels was 5 o'clock in the morning. Although they did not sleep for eight hours, compared with the defenders in Motril City and the port, they were still energetic.

When the entire Yulin Army of the Song Dynasty hurriedly used hot tea to sip the field rations, if the sky looked west, you would find that a very faint and vast color had appeared in the west. This is because of the influence of the curvature of the earth. When it was dawn in the morning, the fact was that dawn appeared first in the West.

He looked at the guards who were also relaxed with his telescope because the lights of the advance base were gone. They were also relaxed in their vigilance. They were originally on standby all night at the city wall, but at this time the number of people was much smaller. Zhao Fubo put down the telescope and reminded Sophia, who led the first wave of attacks.

"When the second artillery fire stops before moving forward, we will have two artillery fire strikes. The first time we wake them up, the second time we will give the people who stand up. I guess when all the procedures are done, there should be no few people left in the city. Then you can just blow up the city gate, but don't relax your guard! If you need it, use a lantern to contact the warships on the city wall!"

This is the principle of the Yulin Army in the Song Dynasty. According to Zhao Fubo's understanding, if the enemy can be killed by shells, they do not need to fight against them in front of them. If they can be killed by bullets, they do not need to fight a bayonet at close range. No matter how much ammunition is consumed, it is not a problem, because after the war is over, the entire population of their entire country can be sold as slaves, so they will never lose money!

Therefore, when the red signal flares rose to the sky, the warships led by Matt and Zhang Qing as artillery support groups were lined up in a row on the coast. Ten "Qinhuang"-class warships were lined up in a row, and 160 "Flying Swallow Iii-type crossbows" were prepared on one side. One minute of rapid fire will fire 2,400-minute shells. Isn't this too many for a small harbor?

"Not much, the commander asked them to fight for half a minute first, and wait for 10 minutes before covering them again. He estimated that there were 10 minutes for everyone in the harbor to gather. Tsk, it was just to get up and use 1,200 shells, which was really painful!"

Matt said that, because the Yulin Army of the Song Dynasty had to make money when fighting. This is why they often discount all the official property in the city at one time when they conquer a place, and even leave a nail. After all, they have to make money when fighting, so it is not an easy problem for anyone to believe it.

A half-minute shelling immediately turned the entire harbor into a hell on earth. The 60mm shell was in the future, and it really didn't have much power on the battlefield. But in this era, especially when 1,200 rounds were dropped in half a minute, the terrifying effect it brought was absolutely surprising. The earth was shaking under the explosion of 1,200 rounds, and everyone in the room could feel that the earth seemed to be shaking by this dense artillery fire.

When the artillery fire finally stopped, the surviving generals in the harbor looked at each other, and their hearts were full of gratitude. Fortunately, they arranged for their soldiers who had been guarding the city wall for a night to go to bed, otherwise, they would be afraid that there would be not many people left in the harbor just by this fire.

"Hurry... Come out of the house quickly, they are going to attack Tun, hurry up..."

In the rough screams, the Moors and Berbers who were aroused by the explosion, rushed out of the house with their swords and guns. They did not care about the wounds under the city wall, but formed dense formations on the city wall.

However, unfortunately happened at this time, and 1,200 shells were silently crossing the sky in the sky. After all, as long as the rockets were not installed and the pushing device was pushed, these shells fired by the crossbows did not even sound.
Chapter completed!