King's Landing in France

"Yes, let's fire!"

An Ning scratched his head. He remembered that in the process of conquering the Bastille in history, the Marquis of Delaunay wanted to negotiate at the beginning, so he let the representatives of the people enter the Bastille to negotiate.

Why not follow the script?

Is it because I, a butterfly, flapped its wings?

"Mr. Frost! Fire! Lead us to level this fortress!"

"Yes, let's fire!"

"Please lead us!"

An Ning curled her lips and waved her big hand: "Load the cannon!"

After the order was issued, several men in trousers immediately climbed into the ammunition cart and began to clumsily take the prefabricated gunpowder cartridges from the ammunition box.

Yes, at this time, the French army, after undergoing the reform of the director of artillery Guiberval, has begun to use prefabricated powder cartridges, which is a relatively advanced practice throughout Europe.

Seeing the clumsiness of the men in trousers, An Ning waved and scolded: "Get out of the way, let me do it!"

He rolled up his sleeve, picked up the gun barrel and wiped it himself. After wiping the inside of the gun, he took a piece of prefabricated gunpowder, stuffed it into the gun bore, pushed it to the inside and pressed it tightly, and then took another shell into the gun bore, and also used a stick to clean it. Press tight.

After the loading was complete, An Ning waved and ordered: "Come on some brave people, push the cannon up with me!"

Immediately, a few strong young men stood up.

Together they pushed the cannon toward the gates of the Bastille.

The Marquis Delaunay saw it clearly from the top of the castle wall, and asked loudly: "What are you doing! I order you to stop your dangerous actions immediately!"

An Ning also yelled back: "If you want us to stop, put down the drawbridge and hand over the fortress!"

The Marquis Delaunay was silent for a few seconds, and then shouted: "You know I can't do this! Stop it, or we will shoot!"

An Ning no longer responded to the Marquis, but ordered to the person pushing the cannon: "Push the cannon!"

As a traditional fortress, the Bastille has several defenses. The outermost defense is the urn that protects the main city gate. The outside of the urn is a suspension bridge.

Although the moat around the Bastille has long since been filled in after so many years of development, the protection provided by the urn and the drawbridge still exists.

If you want to attack the main city gate, you have to lower the drawbridge.

In history, this suspension bridge was put down by a few young people who climbed over the city wall of the Wengcheng—yes, they climbed over the city wall of Wengcheng.

But now, the cannon that looks to need tranquility speaks.

An Ning directed the crowd to push the cannon down to a position tens of meters in front of the suspension bridge.

"Stop! Let go of the cannon!"

After everyone released the wheels of the cannon, An Ning stepped forward and operated the cannon to aim.

An Ning's system played a role at this time, recognizing the cannon as An Ning's hand-held weapon, giving a sight like that of World of Tanks, and marking the possible landing point of the shell with a dotted circle.

An Ning saw that he couldn't do it, the distance was still too far, and there was no guarantee that the first shot would hit the suspension bridge, so he waved his hand again and ordered: "Keep pushing! It's not close enough!"

The boys just now worked together again to push the wheels of the cannon.

"One, two, get up!"

The cannon slowly approached the drawbridge.

The voice of the Marquis Delaunay came again: "Stop! If you don't stop, I'm going to fire! There's something to discuss!"

Hearing what the Marquis said, An Ning thought that as expected, this Mr. Marquis, just like in history, was not firmly on the side of the royal power.

The Marquis still wanted to talk to the people who surrounded the fortress.

But the problem is, I pushed the cannon to this position, but it didn't fire. Is there such a reason?

Look at the crowd around you, their faces are full of anticipation for the sound of the guns!

After the artillery advanced ten meters, An Ning called to stop again, and then aimed the artillery himself.

After aiming, he inserted the fuze into the hole above the cannon, making sure that the fuze penetrated the charge.

"Torches!" Andy Frost yelled.

Immediately someone thrust a torch into his hand.

An Ning: "History will remember this moment! This cannon fire ushered in a new era of freedom!"

After all, An Ning lit the fuze.

Chapter 072 The Conquest of the Bastille

The cannon roared, and the white smoke from the muzzle suddenly obscured An Ning's vision.

He could not see the effect of the shelling at all.

The firearms of this era have this broken problem. Once the fire is fired, the front is completely white and nothing can be seen. You have to wait for the wind to blow away the smoke before you can see anything.

But the cheers of the people around are definitely not false.

The crowd cheered and rushed forward, obviously something was blown away by An Ning's cannon just now.

An Ning grabbed Desmoulins who was about to rush forward: "Wait a minute! Are you crazy? The design of the Urn City is to allow the defenders to slaughter the enemy troops who enter the first gate."

Desmoulins looked at An Ning suspiciously: "Then what should we do? Is there nothing we can do?"

Before An Ning could answer, a volley of guns and screams sounded from the direction of the city gate.

An Ning: "Look!"

Desmoulins: "Don't look! You led everyone to attack the Bastille. Now you want to tell us that infantry alone cannot storm the fortress?"

An Ning wanted to tell this reporter that in reality, the Marquis of Delaunay did not rush in until the end. In the end, the Marquis Delaunay wavered and planned to use ignited gunpowder to negotiate with the attackers, but in the end he was unwilling to continue killing the soldiers of the people. He mutinied and took the torch from the Marquis.

It's a pity that An Ning couldn't say that.

He could only pat the cannon next to him: "What are you talking about! Don't you have this? Come on, go to the nearby dwelling and get three thick quilts, and bring some buckets of water!"

The Fortress of Bastille was originally required to leave enough space nearby to ensure the shooting range of the fortress, but the fortress has been established for hundreds of years, and the city of Paris is developing rapidly, and the surrounding area is already full of private houses.

After An Ning's order was issued, the trousers immediately ran to the residence to find quilts.

And An Ning reloaded the cannon again.

That's right, because he was the only one on the scene who was an artilleryman, so all the loading work could only be done by him.

Soon the trousers "requisitioned" quilts from nearby houses. An Ning covered the cannon with the quilt, ordered water to be poured, and then let his men hide under the wet quilt and push the cannon forward.

This trick was learned by An Ning from later war movies. It was called "earth tank" in the movie, and it appeared in "Little Soldier Zhang Ga".

An Ning: "For France, go forward!"

His temporary subordinates immediately shouted: "Strength, get up!"

The earth tank was pushed forward just like that, and An Ning followed beside her with her waist bent, lowered her figure and hid behind the wet quilt.

When passing through the broken suspension bridge, two spoons of hot oil were poured from the top of the urn city, and it was all poured on the quilt.

An Ning yelled, "Hurry up! Don't let them throw torches down and light the oil!"

The boys who pushed the cannon roared together, fearing that the cannon would push into the doorway behind the broken suspension bridge.

The crowd with guns followed the sports car. At this time, they all raised their guns and fired, knocking back the guards on the top of the Wengcheng.

The sports car was pushed into the inner courtyard of Wengcheng.

Looking around, there were many corpses lying here and there in the inner courtyard. A woman with a broken hand was pawing around among the corpses, muttering: "My hand... where did my hand go..."

Desmoulins followed An Ning into the inner courtyard, and immediately gasped when he saw the scene: "My God. Fortunately, you stopped me..."

An Ning pushed Desmoulins behind the quilt.

Just at this time, a volley of guns came and made a "chirp" sound on the quilt.

After firing the guns, An Ning lifted the quilt to reveal the muzzle.

He aimed the cannon himself, aiming at the inner door which was just a few feet away.

Someone on the city wall exclaimed: "They are going to bombard the inner gate!"

"This broken door can't stand the shelling at all!"

An Ning picked up the torch and lit the cannon's fuze.

The shells at this distance will definitely hit the gate directly!

The sound of the cannon shook the ancient fortress, and the pungent white smoke once again obscured the entire field of vision.

In addition to the sound of the cannonball reversing, An Ning also vaguely heard the sound of the cannonball smashing the wood.

Hit!

Just at this time, the wind passing through the gate of the urn city blew away the white smoke from the shelling, so An Ning clearly saw that a large piece of the main gate of the Bastille had been blown away, exposing the broken latch.

The latch is broken!Now that door can be pushed open!

An Ning yelled: "The gate has been smashed! Go!"

The crowd cheered and poured into the gate of the Wengcheng.

An Ning thought that her mission was completed and she could retreat to the second line to watch the show, and was about to make way out when suddenly a man in long pants pointed at An Ning and shouted: "Wait a minute! Brothers! It was Mr. Frost who broke through the gate! He deserves to be the first in the Bastille!"

--what?No, I don't need this glory!

An Ning was about to resign when another man in trousers shouted, "We'll carry him in!"

——Wait what are you doing!

An Ning couldn't help shouting: "No, don't lift me!"

However, no one paid any attention to him at all, and the men in long trousers hurriedly picked up An Ning and rushed towards the broken gate of the castle.

An Ning shouted: "Put me down! Be careful! Once inside the castle, the first courtyard is also specially designed to kill attackers!"

However, in the state of excitement, no one listened to An Ning's words.

He was carried by the crowd into the interior of the Bastille Fortress.

As a result, as soon as they entered, everyone saw the defenders lined up on the low wall facing the gate.

What An Ning said was right, the first courtyard inside the castle was a trap specially designed for attackers.

The Marquis of Delaunay shouted: "Fire!"

The defenders in two rows on the low wall fired in salvo, and the white smoke of gunpowder directly blocked the faces of each of them.

Buckshot shredded the trousers as they rushed into the city.

When they fell to the ground, An Ning was also thrown to the ground.

An Ning: "Damn it! I told you not to carry me..."

He stood up and found that the guards were loading on the low wall ahead.

Looking around, there is no place to hide at all—this courtyard is designed in such a way to ensure that the attackers who rush in will be slaughtered by the firepower of the defenders.

An Ning wanted to retreat, but found that there was a flood of attackers behind him.

——Grass, isn’t this the only way forward?

Can't wait for defenders to finish reloading!

An Ning pulled out her officer's saber, screamed strangely, and rushed to the defenders first.

He directly parried the bayonet stabbed by the first defender, kicked at the unsuspecting lower body, took a step forward when the opponent's posture collapsed, and sealed his throat with a sword.

After killing the first enemy he shouted: "Soldiers! Open your eyes and see! Who are you shooting at! These people are just like you, fathers, sons and husbands! We don't need to kill each other!"

However, it was too late for An Ning to shout, and the angry crowd had already rushed forward, using pitchforks and other things to knock down the defenders one by one.

An Ning jumped over the line of the defenders and rushed towards the Marquis of Delaunay.

The Marquis held the torch, and behind him was a mountain of gunpowder.

"Don't come here! Stop! Or we'll die together!"

An Ning slashed at the Marquis' hand holding the torch.

The Marquis screamed, and the torch dropped from his hand.

An Ning was shocked, and hurriedly reached out to grab the torch.