Chapter 1834: Knowledge is Power

The captain said in a deep voice, "Yes!"

On the main supply ship, the signalman quickly issued the order.

The four Yinzhou ships immediately deployed into formation, sailing in a circular path in the opposite direction to the French Fleet.

Gradually expanding their sailing circle.

The French captain was taken aback; he had never encountered such a way of sailing.

But now, as time passed, the French troops' encirclement was gradually shrinking.

Yet, with the Longyan Fleet sailing in the opposite direction, it actually overlapped with the French Fleet's sailing trajectory bit by bit.

Just at this moment, Crack!

One minute of time had passed.

The captain gave the order: "Fire!"

Boom, boom, boom, boom...

The Yinzhou ships launched their attack, with the cannons fixed at a single angle according to Liu Zheng's instructions.

Such firing was direct, and the gunners did not even dare to confirm that the cannonballs they fired would hit.

Because they had not aimed at all.

But then, a scene that left them in disbelief occurred.

After the cannonballs traced arcs in the air.

With a bang, they crashed down.

But they did not land in the sea as the Longyan gunners had expected.

The French captain watched the cannonballs fired from the main cannons of the Longyan Yinzhou ships and chuckled, thinking the Longyan were simply insane.

To actually launch an attack while knowing it was impossible to hit.

Such an attack was completely meaningless.

But the scene that followed left them collectively bewildered, even causing them to suspect for a moment that a god's hand was controlling the cannonballs fired by the Longyan.

Their cannonballs had all accurately hit the enemy's battleships without error.

The French captain was also stunned; this was a completely impossible thing.

Under such high-speed movement, the Longyan troops should have been completely unable to hit them.

But now, something had happened that they could not understand, or even explain.

The French captain hurriedly picked up his telescope, watching the hit battleship, which was already engulfed in raging flames.

He gritted his teeth, staring fixedly at the distant Yinzhou ships.

"Fire, quickly!"

"But General, at our current distance, it is impossible to hit the Longyan Yinzhou ships; the distance is too great."

The French captain said angrily in a deep voice: "Do not worry about whether you can hit them; if this continues, our fleet will only be passively beaten!"

He absolutely did not believe that the Longyan army's cannonballs were guided by gods.

But to win this naval battle, they absolutely could not be held back like a kite by the Longyan Fleet as they had been before.

Through the telescope, Liu Zheng saw the French battleships launch an attack, but most of the cannonballs fell into the sea, failing to reach the effective attack range of their battleships, with a hit rate that was extremely low.

Liu Zheng laughed and stopped paying attention to these meaningless attacks from the French.

But he saw that his Deputy had a look of utter confusion on his face, completely unable to understand why the cannonballs on the Yinzhou ships could accurately hit the opponent's battleships without error.

It was as if someone had deliberately guided them.

Their gunners had not even aimed.

Liu Zheng explained with a smile: "It's very simple; you can compare the movement of the French Fleet to a circle in motion."

"Our Yinzhou ships are the circle corresponding to this one, moving in the opposite direction."

"Two circles moving in opposite directions."

"As long as the speed of our Yinzhou ships and the speed of the French Fleet are in a certain ratio, and you factor in the flight time of the cannonballs to form a conversion relationship."

"Then even without aiming, at this angle, our cannonballs will be able to hit the French Fleet."

"They deserve it."

The Deputy listened, lost in thought, somewhat understanding and somewhat not.

【Line 46 is a continuation of 45】

Liu Zheng sighed and said bluntly: "It's just like you walking around a training camp from the left, and another person walking around the training camp from the right; you two will eventually meet at one time and one place."

"Do you understand?"

The captain then nodded: "I understand a little."

Liu Zheng sighed; it seemed it was time to popularize some mathematical knowledge for the Longyan army.

At this time, Egypt.

The Insurgent Army led by Nashadier and Shawn's Allied Forces.

Through the coordinated operations of both sides, they captured the French granary.

But the situation was not optimistic; this attack by Nashadier had broken through the blockade between the French regions.

Although these blockades were broken by Nashadier, as time passed, the French troops would certainly notice that something was wrong.

According to Nashadier's analysis, reinforcements for the French troops might be on the way now.

Although they captured the granary, Shawn and Nashadier retreated quickly.

They had to set an ambush on the only road to this granary before the French reinforcements arrived.

After looting the granary, combined with the gunpowder Nashadier had scavenged during this time, and the flour inside the granary.

Nashadier finally had the opportunity to manufacture the homemade landmines he had learned to make from Jiang Xuan.

While Nashadier was manufacturing them, Shawn walked in.

Seeing this man again, whom he had once feared and hated, his expression was very complex.

Originally, he had not dared to offend the French at all, but now he had raised the banner of the Arab Tribal Alliance Army to fight against the French.

He had become someone like Nashadier, who did not hold the French in any regard.

After thinking of these things, Shawn let out a laugh, looked at Nashadier who was busily working on the bottles and jars in his hands, and said respectfully, "Thank you for coming, Mr. Nashadier."

Hearing this, Nashadier looked up at Shawn, but did not pay him any mind.

He nervously looked at the landmine he was crafting in his hands, carefully adding Black Powder into it.

Seeing this scene, Shawn was stunned, and he frowned as he looked at Nashadier.

Shawn also saw the bottles and jars placed in front of Nashadier and was just about to pick one up when he heard Nashadier's voice ring out.

"If you don't want to die, don't touch it."

Shawn's hand stopped in mid-air, staring at him; the smile on his face gradually vanished, becoming increasingly livid.

After finishing adding the Black Powder, Nashadier let out a breath and said again, "These are all landmines; do you know about the landmines manufactured by Longyan?"

Shawn was stunned and shook his head; they were too far from the region where Longyan was in Africa, and he had no idea what the landmines manufactured by Longyan were.

He had even heard this term for the first time.

"Sigh, you haven't heard of them? These are good things." Nashadier carefully set the landmine down, afraid of causing even the slightest vibration.

He picked up another jar and said while working, "This thing, as long as someone steps on it..."

Shawn's curiosity was piqued, and he asked, "What will happen?"

"Bang!" Nashadier gestured.

"The person who steps on it, as well as the people around him, will all be like they were hit by a bomb attack; I think you can imagine what they would look like blown to pieces."

Nashadier looked at Shawn with a smile; the expression on Shawn's face changed from curiosity to solemnity, and finally, a smile spread across the corners of his mouth.

"Really?"

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