Chapter 902: Rebel, Look at the Cannon! (Ask for subscription)
Fulin almost didn't get his back on it.
Duoduo will not come in nine months, and he will probably be martyred in the Qing Dynasty, who can still arrest Duoduo to engage in military law at that time?
What's the use of this bullshit military order?
With a snap, Fulin had already slammed Dodor's military order to the floor.
"The emperor is angry......"
Mulima shuddered, pounced and knelt for Fulin.
He also knew that Dodor's military order was not even as good as bullshit! But he still has to come to Beijing! Who made him a sinner in the Qing Dynasty? If it weren't for his mistakes, the battle might not have been lost...... So he has to atone for his sins! Taking the risk of coming to Beijing to persuade Fulin to resist to the end was his way of atonement.
Of course, he also knew that it was impossible for Duoduo to send troops to the border in March next year.
Because Duoduo's war in Korea cannot be completely ended before the end of March next year - unlike the purpose of Huang Taiji's two expeditions to Korea, what Duoduo wants this time is not to call North Korea a minister and pay tribute, but to become the lord of Korea!
It is to enter the Lord, not to perish!
Duoduo was already preparing to create a "Jin Dynasty" in Korea after the destruction of the Yi Dynasty.
Creating a new dynasty in North Korea is much more troublesome than extorting hundreds of thousands of coins. The former only needs to encircle the Li Dynasty to the death, while the latter wants to pacify the eight provinces of Korea, win over two classes of nobles, and form a mixed regime of half gold and half dynasty. At the same time, the interference of the Ming court must be excluded......
Now Duoduo's army has only captured the coastal plain area and the southeastern corner of the western coast of Korea, which stretches from the Yalu River in the north to Hanyang in the south (Aobai led his troops to capture by sea), and it is still too early to completely pacify the eight provinces!
It is simply a dream to completely get rid of North Korea in nine months, and to withdraw troops from North Korea to go to Beijing to save Fulin.
And Mulima's task is to make Fulin dream well!
"Your Majesty," said Mulima, "the prince will never ignore the ...... of the city of Beijing The current situation in Beijing is like the Song-Liao War in the past! If the Liao State gave up the land of Yanyun and let the Great Song Dynasty unify the Guannei, then the Liao State would not be able to last long in the north outside the Guan. Because without the taxes and properties of the land of Yanyun, the Khitan was not enough to subdue the Jurchens and Mengwu. And the current Ming Dynasty is not the Great Song Dynasty of the past, its ambitions are so ambitious, and even covet the land on the other side of the ocean, and it is bent on becoming a world empire like Japan, how can it let the prince cut off the north outside the Guanwai? If the prince doesn't save Beijing now, he will only be able to fight against Ming in Shengjing in the future! ”
When Fu Lin heard him say this, he also felt a little reasonable, sighed, didn't want to say anything more, waved his hand and said, "Mulima, you go back and talk to Duoduo...... My Beijing is impregnable, and its reserves are very abundant, and it will not fall within a year. If it's more than a year, it's hard to say! ”
Mu Lima hurriedly made a guarantee, "The slave must go and tell the prince to let him lead his troops to save Beijing as soon as possible!" ”
Fu Lin sighed: "Okay, I believe you, you can leave quickly...... Before the Ming army completes the encirclement, leave this Beijing death site! ”
Mulima exhaled lightly and kowtowed to Fulin: "Take care of the emperor, the slave will go and pass the word to the prince......"
After kowtowing, he got up and withdrew from the "Babel Pavilion" of the Coal Mountain Fortress where Fulin was located. He was in too much of a hurry, and when he went from His Excellency Tongtian, he almost bumped into someone, and when he looked closely, it turned out to be Sony, panicked, and knew that something was wrong at a glance!
Mulima didn't ask, arched his hand to Sony, and went down the stairs like the wind - something must be wrong, let's hurry up!
Sonny was not in the mood to talk nonsense with Mulima, but he entered the Tongtian Pavilion with a bitter face, and when he saw Fu Lin sitting on the throne, he knelt down and cried: "Your Majesty, something is wrong...... Prince Abu Nai, Prince of Chahar, betrayed the Qing Dynasty! ”
"Isn't that expected?" Fu Lin didn't lift his eyelids.
"The Great Fortune Jin and King Xiang also descended with ......"
"So what?" Fu Lin said, "Do you still expect them to martyr the Qing Dynasty?" ”
Sonny shook his head: "Your Majesty...... The emperor of the Ming Dynasty has just made King Xiang the Prince of Gong! ”
"What?" Fu Lin was stunned for a moment, as if he felt that something was wrong.
Sonny said again: "King Xiang also recognizes Emperor Zhu as his father...... Now it's His Royal Highness the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty! ”
"What?" Fu Lin jumped up suddenly, "Bomu Bogol, he actually ......"
This is the revenge of the father, not the same God!
There were two Ama before and after the blessing, and one Azig almost became Amma...... But Amma was taken away, but it was the first time he encountered it!
I've never heard that my wife will be snatched away, but this Ama was taken away, it's the first time I've heard of it!
How good is that?
Fu Lin was so anxious that he trembled...... Emperor Zhu is his Amma, then his life is a little guaranteed, and the tiger poison does not eat children!
But now that Ama has been taken away, this is going to be his own life!
"Your Majesty......" Sonny still has bad news to say, "Your Majesty, the sentinels sent out to the city have reported that the vanguard of the Ming army has reached between Beijing and Tongzhou, and has begun to build artillery forts!" ”
"Turret?" "How far is the fort from the wall?" ”
"It's about five miles from the city walls!"
"Five miles!" Cold sweat broke out on Fu Lin's forehead. He didn't think the farther away the fort was, the better!
The distance of the artillery base means that the range of the cannon is also long...... And the longer the range, often means that the shells of the cannon are heavier!
"How big is it?"
"It should be, it should be 48 pounds......," Sonny said, "It is rumored that Emperor Zhu imported eight 48-pound cannons from the Netherlands in order to deal with the Beijing city wall!" ”
"Eight 48-pounder cannons?" Fu Lin was so anxious that tears were about to come out...... What are you importing such a big cannon for? Father and son fight, can they use a 48-pounder gun? What a lot of money!
"Can Beijing's walls be carried?" Fulin asked.
Sony nodded: "I can bear it, I must be able to bear it, but ......"
"But what?"
"But there is a possibility that the 48-pound shell will go over the city wall and land in the city of Beijing!" Sonny said, "Whoever this cannonball falls on, it seems that they can't carry it!" ”
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"Feng Sizhong, how far can this cannon hit?" At this time, Zhu Cihong was watching the artillerymen and baggage soldiers on the dock of the Tongzhou Canal with their hands behind their backs, dragging a huge cannon off the ship with all their might.
"Your Majesty, the effective range of the 48-pounder gun is about 6 miles." Feng Sizhong, the artillery envoy of the Generalissimo's Office, replied, "The minister will ask people to raise the artillery mount a little higher, so that the cannonballs can pass over the Beijing city wall, so that they can fall farther, and maybe bounce a little." ”
"That's one or two miles inside Chaoyang Gate, right?" Zhu Cihong frowned, "You can't hit the coal mountain!" ”
"Of course the coal mountain can't be hit," Feng Sizhong said, "The coal mountain is still six miles away from Chaoyangmen!" ”
Zhu Cihong nodded: "Beijing is still big...... Isn't this cannon useless? ”
"Your Majesty, this cannon can destroy the city wall first, and scare people second." Feng Sizhong smiled, "It's just to scare Fu Lin...... Perhaps he was frightened and surrendered. ”
"Will it?" Zhu Cihong looked at the appearance of the giant cannon bluffing, and said in his heart: I would have bought a 64-pound cannon if I knew it, maybe it could be a little farther!
"Yes!" Feng Sizhong said, "The Artillery Department has made a batch of flowering shells according to His Majesty's orders, and there are also wooden bullet stocks, which can bombard the flowering shells into the city, which is scary to look at!" ”
The flowering bomb is actually not a high-tech, it already existed in the 17th century, and the artillery of the Ming Dynasty especially liked to tinker with this thing, but it was not very reliable. Two things were missing, one was a woodwind fuse and the other was a wooden butt.
The former is a hollowed-out woodpipe with a lead that can be ignited. The latter is actually a wooden tail fin, which can be used to stabilize the trajectory and make the landing point of the shell more accurate.
Emperor Zhu knew these two things, so he got them out early in the morning, and this time he just used them to deal with Fulin.
This is not only to scare people, but it can also be used to destroy the upper layer of Beijing's city wall - the Beijing city wall is so high that it is impossible to protect it all with sandbags, so the upper layer is still an old-fashioned right-angled brick wall, which can be destroyed with large-caliber flowering shells!
"Good!" Zhu Cihong clapped his hands, then looked in the direction of Beijing City, and said with a smile: "Rebel son, let's take a look at the power of the 48-pounder cannon for my father!" ”