Spinning Chain Shot Above the Mountain

Blood Butcher, who had already assembled his forces in formation before the Xin Tribe's forward camp, had also been waiting for dawn. After repeatedly communicating with Big Mouse out at sea and confirming that both sides had reached their positions and made their preparations, he finally began aiming the cannons at the wooden fortifications of the Xin Tribe.

"Marshal, which charge should we use? What kind of shot, and how many rounds?" After the Huben Guard's artillery captain had transported twenty cannons to the front line, he hurried over to ask Blood Butcher.

"This bombardment is mainly to tear down the enemy's walls, not to kill their personnel. Use Chain Shot. Destroy all the walls along the two main attack directions in the southeast. As for the firing angles, charges, and number of volleys, scout them out yourself. Once you're ready, wait for my order." Blood Butcher thought for a moment before issuing the command.

"Yes!" The artillery captain cupped his hands and departed at once. After the forward scouts carried out their reconnaissance, they quickly provided each cannon with its firing parameters.

Since they were firing uphill from below, and using Chain Shot weighing twice as much as normal, the artillerymen directly chose the maximum charge. Chain Shot already had very little range; with a smaller charge, it would not reach far enough at all.

After a tense round of adjustments, every cannon was aimed at its assigned target, waiting only for Blood Butcher's signal to fire.

Out at sea, Big Mouse encountered the same problem. His ship was in the strait, and his firing position was even lower than that of the land forces. Hitting a mountaintop to the side with a direct-fire cannon was extraordinarily difficult.

Big Mouse watched the pitch-black southern cliffs through his telescope, feeling