The 150 mm aperture astronomical telescope made in later generations clearly reflected the images of the Portuguese on the Macao Fort in the eyepiece.

This electronic telescope with a tripod was originally used to observe the stars in the sky, but today it is used to see the red-haired people, and they can see just as clearly.

The location of the Lotus Stem Gate is actually near the Macao Port in later generations. It is only 2 kilometers away from the Ruins of St. Paul's, where the fort is located. This distance is not a problem for a small astronomical telescope, and the observer can see every move on the turret with good visibility.

The reason why Ma Shen, who watched the camera, shouted and screamed is still a rare and strange reason. After all, the ancients were accustomed to the days of communication and roaring, and it was naturally difficult to hide their excitement when they saw the clear movements of the characters a few miles away.

"Hehe, this rammer is from a small school, and he acts recklessly, which makes Lord Cao laugh."

The one who can speak to Cao Zongbing with such an equal attitude is naturally He Rubin, the number one boss on the field.

He Zhen, who was dressed in an official robe, was sitting on the ebony official hat chair with a golden sword. Of course, the coffee position in He Town must be the C-position debut, located in the middle of the city tower.

At this moment, in addition to the guards on the city tower, as well as some unknown businessmen "Junwang" sitting in the corner, today's protagonists must be these generals.

And sitting next to He Zhen, the real mastermind behind this big scene, Mr. Cao, was naturally polite after hearing the words: "Hehe, General Ma Shen is a man of temperament, which is the true character of my generation of martial artists!" ”

despised General Ma Shen who had never seen the market, so He Zhen didn't run to the battlements to pout his ass and look at the astronomical telescope. Fortunately, there is also a good thing in the hands of the big guys: a pair of thick binoculars with high-powered military binoculars.

While his hands kept playing with Dongdong, He Rubin's eyes were also full of love: "The end is amazing!" These exotic craftsmen under Lord Cao are really useful for an army! ”

Unlike those civil officials, most military generals, no matter what they look like, certainly do not look down on craftsmen in private - whoever wields a weapon and fights the enemy must have a deeper understanding of the importance of craftsmen.

I think that when He Rubin was the general of Zhoushan and the deputy commander-in-chief of Ning Shao, he also personally led the bandits and pirates in the jurisdiction just over the front, so after seeing the magic of the telescope today, he immediately realized the key to the problem: skilled craftsmen from foreign lands.

He Rubin's perception is correct. Because if Da Ming had a telescope, as a high-level theater commander, he should have it a long time ago. Therefore, this thing must have been made by a craftsman invited from the Outlands by Master Cao, who is good at making tricks.

In other words, the most technologically sensitive professions, whether ancient or modern, are often soldiers. Back then, he said, "No matter where Qian Xuesen goes, he is worth the strength of 5 divisions, and I would rather kill him in the United States than let him leave." This famous phrase is the US Navy Vice Admiral Kimble......

"My lord."

On the side, General Cao nodded approvingly after hearing this: "Manpower is sometimes poor, if you don't rely on strong ships, giant artillery, and sharp weapons, how can you defeat the enemy?" Those scholars in the court don't have a backache when they sit and talk, but our generation is going to take the brothers below into battle! ”

"Hehe, hehe."

He Zhen, who was still quite interested in talking, heard that the reckless man next to him began to spray the court civil official with a big mouth again, and suddenly he was agitated, and he didn't dare to talk, so he quickly raised his binoculars and looked at the scenery again...... The surname Cao can spray brainlessly, why doesn't he have that guts, who made him a person in the system?

Almost half an hour later, by the time the generals on the stage took turns looking at the telescope, it was almost time for today's official event to end. So General Cao got up and beckoned everyone to "go downstairs" and prepared to move to a nearby town - the officers and soldiers had already set off from the large mansion as the logistics headquarters there, and everyone was now leaving just in time for the morning banquet.

What, didn't it say that there was going to be a war?

You have to be prepared for war. Although the troops and logistics materials have been mobilized to the left side of the gate, there are many aspects that need to be considered to fight a war, including not only logistics, but also some issues unique to this era, such as wind direction.

Whether before or after coming to this era, what the people in charge of military affairs never expected was that the weather factor had become their primary consideration before the battle.

In later generations, human beings operated satellites, nuclear submarines, stealth bombers, aircraft carriers, and main battle tanks, soaring in the sky, earth, and deep sea. At that time, the impact of the natural environment on warfare had been minimized and simply could not have been imagined by people living in the seventeenth century.

And in this era, whether it is a naval battle or a land war, any heavy wind and rain or fog may change the outcome of a war. What traversers don't like is windless or breezy weather.

You must know that the next war, strictly speaking, was the first regular "hot weapon" war in history between the "military forces of the Ming Kingdom" and the outside world. The two sides will use a large number of black powder weapons, and a huge amount of gunpowder will appear on the battlefield.

This war is very "official", and the traverser also attaches great importance to it, and the smoke of gunpowder is the thing that the traverser hates the most.

The reason is simple: the instinct of being the stronger side is to keep the battlefield variables to a minimum. For the weaker side, the wind, rain and fog, including the smoke of gunpowder, are all favorable conditions for their own Jedi to turn the tables.

All along, the black powder army under his command has carried forward the vast number of crossing people, and has summed up the most suitable combat experience for the current era after paying the price of blood according to the countless conflicts and wars between large and small and indigenous people in the past few years: even if you give up the geographical advantage, even if you have to bear the consequences of the drop in hit rate and the extension of the time limit of the war, you must choose the weather with strong winds and the indigenous battles as much as possible.

The traverser's vision is still relatively long-term. In the years to come, the forces will be scattered across the vast expanses of East Asia, South Asia, the Pacific, and North and South America. At that time, there were no drones and radars to undertake battlefield observation tasks. Therefore, from now on, we cannot count on those high-tech equipment, we cannot form a habit in this black powder unit, and everything must be done according to the existing way as much as possible.

Then, it's time to wait for the wind.

In this asymmetrical war, the Portuguese had little depth due to the overwhelming numerical and geographical superiority of the Ming side. Now the Furlong ghosts have retreated into the fort and the city, waiting for the enemy to come to the door.

However, the Portuguese, who were entrenched on the island of Macau, then spent the first day of the war somewhat inexplicably—the first day without the sound of gunfire.

However, the Portuguese quickly reacted: the other side was not ready.

Strange sit-down wars began like this, and there was no war on the southern front?

Fortunately, this situation did not last long, after all, the location of the battlefield is in the coastal zone, and it is not difficult to find a windy weather.

So after another two days passed, in the early morning of this day, the rumbling cannon finally sounded in the direction of the lotus stem.

With the preparation time of the past few days, it is enough for the "official army" to transport a few cannons from Xiangshan County to the Macao gate by land. The reason why the cannons did not come ashore directly from the pier next to the gate was simply because the wooden docks here were too thin to bear the weight of the cannons.

In this way, the Zhuge and county dignitaries, who continued to come to the city tower early in the morning to watch the mountain scenery, can finally feel the real atmosphere of hot weapon war today.

The artillery battle began at the moment when the sun rose.

The cannon that fired the first round was an 18-pounder conventional naval gun produced by the Kiln District Foundry.

The gun was fired from a gun emplacement 500 meters in front of the gate.

After spewing white smoke, fire, and loud noises, a small black dot visible to the naked eye flew into the air. Under the gaze of countless people, the dot seemed to fly slowly and quickly over a distance of 1,500 meters, plunged headlong into the Portuguese fort, and was silent again.

However, just a few minutes later, the distant Battery responded. A fine white smoke rose, followed by the sound of artillery, and the same iron egg crossed the space and smashed 100 meters in front of the position.

This time, however, the Portuguese shot a much worse shell. For a standard gun emplacement that has hardened over the ground and is surrounded by sandbags, it can only be said that it is not a threat at all.

The next moment, the commander of the artillery company, having received the order, began to give the order, and ordered several more artillery pieces that were already in place to start shelling the enemy.

After seeing this scene, on the originally quiet city tower, there was a discussion with a relaxed atmosphere.

The guests were a little apprehensive before. After all, in the strict sense of the word, these indigenous generals did not experience regular artillery battles. And Macao's Franco is an expert in using artillery, not to mention that the Ming Dynasty has successively bought cannons from other people, and even the cannons in the sunken ship have been fished out to Beijing and have been titled.

So when everyone saw that the good start had the upper hand, they couldn't help but feel a little more relaxed.

"The cannon is sharp, my brother will not deceive me." Even if it is a C-position boss, He Zhen is full of smiles at the moment: "It's just that according to the general, today's gun position seems to be insufficient...... According to my brother's usual behavior, I'm afraid that breaking the sky is a clumsy one? ”

"Hahaha! was seen by Brother Yin, high, really high! ”

Zhang Dongdong, who gave a thumbs up, really admires He Rubin a little now. is worthy of a man who has published military textbooks, and where something is wrong, you can see it at a glance.

At present, the number of artillery guns placed in front of the gate is a total of 8. These 8 guns are of different calibers, and basically cover all the gun models in service in the crossing.

In other words, these eight guns were transported from the land today, and they were actually used to test the guns and take out fire reconnaissance. After all, no one knows how far the artillery on the opposite battery can hit, how powerful it is, and how many there are.

And what about the real artillery units that crossed the crowd?

The next moment, General Cao pulled up the thick cuffs of his official robe, glanced at the Rolex on his wrist, and then stretched out his hand, pointed to the sea in front of him on the left and said, "Brother Yin, don't worry, the cannon is coming." ”