The walls of Shovel Port were a rushed creation, with wooden scaffolding on the inner side measuring only half a meter wide, barely enough for one person to stand behind the parapet and fire.
But for Captain Moro, that was no issue. The engineers under Moro transformed the original narrow scaffolding into temporary bastions.
They widened the scaffolding with planks, then reinforced the boards below with stakes and dirt to support the weight.
The four six-pound long cannons seized from the Terdon Tribe were now positioned on these temporary bastions, waiting to harvest blood and lives.
Moro confirmed the landing point of the cannonballs and jotted down another figure: "Team Three, lower the elevation by one unit."
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Botar once again saw a flash of red light above the distant walls.
A dreadful whistling sound tore through the air. Then, as if it collided with something soft, the whistling abruptly ceased. Next came brief and rapid sounds: "Szz—Szz—Szz—Bang!"
