Daming: At the beginning, Qinglian’s heart was filled with fire, which shocked Zhu Di

Chapter 153

At this time.

Zhu Zhanqi and King Han were sitting on top of the tank, looking at the situation in the distance with a long-distance telescope.

"Third uncle, they are arranging their troops, and they want to use cavalry to fight us. Zhu Zhanqi smiled while watching.

King Zhao was also looking at it with a telescope, but there was a trace of disdain at the corner of his mouth: "Good guys are a little interesting, knowing that the cavalry riding skills on our side are not as good as theirs, so they hide in the city and don't come out, and then use the cavalry to charge us, consuming us round by round." "

"Third uncle, if they have a red-coated cannon, then we have to pay attention to long-range strikes, which can reduce losses and minimize losses. Zhu Zhanqi suggested.

King Han smiled disdainfully: "They have red-coated cannons? Dream, they can make red-coated cannons like that, and at this time they can only use a few bows and arrows, where did they get the red-coated cannons?"

"Oh, that's right, they seem to have always thought that firearms and other things are sideways, and they can't get into the eyes of the law at all, and in their hearts, fighting still has to rely on cavalry and hand-to-hand combat. Zhu Zhanqi said with a smile.

That's a ridiculous idea.

The times are advancing, and everyone should follow the progress of the times, and abandon backward things and pursue new things, so as to ensure that they do not decline.

But the Jurchens were an outlier.

They just like to rest on their laurels, always feel that the things left by their ancestors are particularly awesome, and they will not consider the development of the times at all.

Since this is the case, then we have to let them see and understand today, whether this is a sideline or not.

Zhu Zhanqi had to let them have a good taste, what kind of taste they thought the side door was like.

"Hehe, nephew, they're like that, don't talk about it, this time you have to let them taste it, this machine gun is powerful" King Zhao laughed.

"Wait, third uncle, I have an idea. "

"You say. "

"Don't they look down on our cannons? So today we're going to give them a taste of the power of these despised things."

"So how?"

"Third uncle, do you remember the mortar we used to fight Mahamu?"

"Of course I remember, this thing is so powerful, how can the third uncle forget. "

"That's right, I'll give you 3,000 barrels, 200,000 shells, this time we are not going to get close, just hit them at a distance, my requirement is that 200,000 shells can't be stopped until they are finished, no matter where they are blown up, I don't care how they are blown inside, anyway, a shell is not finished in a day, and it can't be stopped in a day. "

"Two hundred thousand shells?" King Zhao was overjoyed.

That's too much fun, isn't it?

You must know that the last time I hit Mahamu, I only used less than 10,000 shells, but this time there were 200,000 shells, so don't you blow them up into scum?

What's more important is the thrill of a long-range strike like this, which is so refreshing.

White smoke fell from the sky, causing a huge impact on the ground, and the sound of explosions was simply not too cool.

"Yes, if it's not enough, I can add another 100,000 rounds, but I don't know if you can handle it, Third Uncle?"

"No problem, no problem, this matter is wrapped up in the third uncle. "

For Zhu Zhanqi, the artillery battle of this mortar is not very expensive in the first place, and in the Wanjie Store, 200,000 rounds of shells are only a few million points!!

It's worth it to beat these conceited people.

on the city walls.

Li Manzhu listened to the scout's report, and his face was full of doubts: "What's going on? Why didn't the Ming army attack at this time? What the hell are they doing?"

"The leaders don't seem to have any intention of attacking, and they have laid down a large number of horses in front of them, obviously not wanting to engage our cavalry. "

"Hmph! As far as their Ming army is concerned, how can they compete with our tribe? Judging by their condition, they should not have brought artillery or anything like that, so they don't dare to be tough with us at all. "

"Haha, don't Da Ming just rely on a little sideshow, if they don't have artillery, then it's nothing. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"Haha..."

The people on the city wall burst out laughing, and it felt as if they had won the battle.

But they had no idea that death was already beckoning to them.

Now they have no idea that the Han King is arranging a mortar position in the distance.

"Hurry up and give me a little bit of numbness, you must install it for me, a little safer. "

"Don't make any mistakes for me, I'll give you enough shells this time, so aim as hard as you can. "

"Every group of three people, each group of sixty-six shells, hit Lao Tzu hard. "

"Did you remember the aiming method I taught you just now?"

"'Remember!!'" the crowd replied in unison.

King Zhao smiled with satisfaction: "Okay, wait for the order when you are ready, as long as there is a cannon sound, you will start firing immediately, remember the first shot to see the landing point, and then make adjustments, my requirement is to adjust the angle every time I shoot, what I need is a comprehensive bombardment." "

After explaining everything, King Zhao couldn't wait to return to the tank's side.

"Nephew, I have already ordered that as long as our tanks take the lead in firing guns, they will not hesitate to start fighting, and let these wolf cubs have a good taste of these shells when the time comes. "

"Okay, let's get on the tank and enjoy this visual feast. "

"Howler!!"

King Zhao couldn't wait for a long time, and went directly to the tank.

The tank moved slowly and soon came to the forefront.

After the tank stopped, the Han king began to aim at the city wall in the distance.

"Haole! Lao Tzu will hit your city wall first!!" King Zhao (Qian Nuo Zhao) stepped on it without hesitation.

Rumble!!

A loud bang sounded, and a huge shell flew out of the barrel of the tank.

The huge rear power startled King Zhao, but King Zhao could still see the trajectory through the front looking mirror.

Bang!

A loud bang rang out.

King Han was surprised to find that the enemy's city wall was directly smashed out of a large pit, and the city wall was suddenly littered with mud and stones.

"Damn!! It's so powerful, this solid city wall can be picked up with one shot. King Zhao's face was full of surprise, and he could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart at this time.

At this time, the Jurchen tribe was panicked.

"What's going on? What was that just now? Blowing up our city walls?" Li Manzhu was less than fifty meters away from the landing point of the cannonball just now, and he could clearly see that the city wall was blown up on the spot, and there was a piece of rubble that just hit his forehead, and now his forehead was still bleeding.

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