November 10. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Big Gukou.

In the cold wind and scattered snowflakes, the alarm bell and the beacon fire that first sounded on the south fort finally ended the long wait of Kang Mazi and his 180,000 army for a month and a half.

Immediately afterwards, the bell of the North Fort also rang.

Just on these two ring-shaped fortresses that had just been completed, when the elite soldiers of the Eight Banners rushed out of the barracks with panic, on the undulating blue-black sea in the distance, countless towering white sails slowly emerged from the lead-gray clouds, as if they were sailing out of a void, and the red dragon holding the sun and moon flag at the top of the mast hunted in the wind, and the faintly recognizable Yang character on the foremast flag of the front battleship made people shudder.

Well, the Ming army, which had already caused the northern part of the Shandong Peninsula to be restless and war-torn, finally appeared outside this fortress according to the original script.

"Brothers, cheer up, long live Lord is watching from behind us!"

Pan Yulong, the chief soldier of Tianjin Town, stepped on a 6,000-pound cannon, held a waist knife in his hand and pointed forward, the yellow coat he had just woon and the coral top of the second grade on his head were particularly eye-catching, and the small braids blown by the wind were particularly dazzling. He is a fierce general who crawled out of the pile of real dead, he has beaten Li Laiheng, beaten ******, beaten Wu Sangui, beaten Geerdan, all the way from a soldier to today's second-grade master, and now he is full of blood waiting to shed all his blood for our Daqing.

Well, he'll get his way.

"What's the sailor doing? Why don't they kill them, even if they can't beat them out and block the waterway. ”

Immediately afterwards, General Pan roared angrily.

On the west side of the North Fort, there is the Tianjin Navy Division that has just been established, where there is a small city alone, garrisoned by two thousand Eight Banners and dozens of large and small warships, including more than a dozen large gunboats, but it is a pity that now these warships are all hiding in the anchorage, and none of them dare to go out.

Well, the Eight Banners Masters were terrified.

In other words, the Eight Banners are not stupid, looking at the seemingly boundless white sails on the sea, and then looking at the huge ship like a castle, the dense cannon port, just their little broken ships are not sent to death! Anyway, no one expected them to block the Ming fleet with these small broken ships, since this is the case, don't do it too much, Pan Yulong urged......

"He's a fart, when is a Han Nu qualified to dictate to you!"

Lord Dutong of the Tianjin Navy Division looked at the fort with disdain while inhaling snuff and said.

"Master, the slave looks at the thieves and soldiers, and is afraid that they will divide their troops to attack and disturb Beitang, do you want to go to Beitang to inspect first, lest those little rabbit cubs have any omissions, in case there is a flash mistake and the military plane is not good."

His Goshha said with great deliberation.

"It's still you, a slave, who is sensible, if you hadn't reminded the master that I almost forgot, quick, prepare the horse, the master will inspect Beitang."

Lord Totong immediately said with a serious face.

So then he rode the fastest war horse and went straight to Beitang, of course, people are going to inspect the defense of Beitang, this is to do their duty, and Beitang saliva is shallower, and the Ming warships can not enter this point has nothing to do with it.

"These bastards!"

For this kind of behavior, Pan Yulong could only scold angrily and angrily.

But soon he ran out of time to curse.

After the Ming cruiser fleet left two ships to guard Changdao, the remaining thirty warships quickly arrived outside the mouth of Dagu, lined up on the sea to show their starboard side, and did not have any nonsense with the batteries, and then more than 400 cannons began to bombard the two batteries in the north and south.

Poor Pan Yulong's cannon, even if it is a 6,000-pound cannon, it can't compare the range with a rifled cannon!

People are firing six miles away, and they can still hit the target at such a long distance, which is really too much for the concubine to do!

General Pan was also a fierce man on the battlefield who faced the cannon without frowning, but in the next battle, he was really aggrieved, and he and his subordinates could only be like rats, desperately looking for concealment on the unsheltered open fort, dodging the dense cannonballs that continued to explode beside him like thunder. The madness of shrapnel and steel balls raged one by one, and the Qing army was beaten to a bloody pulp, shattered in the flames of the explosion, and even a large explosion made by a powder keg swept away a blank like a volcanic eruption.

There are a few brave ones, still fighting back against the Ming artillery fire, but unfortunately the vast majority of the shells they fired can't fly to the location of the Ming warships, even if there are those who can fly, they can only gamble on luck, so far they can't aim, even if there are very against the sky to hit the target, but because the distance is too far, let alone penetrate the solid teak, even a little wood slag may not be able to fight.

"I don't believe that this equipment is one grade higher than that of the British and French forces, and it can't torture you garbage like Monk Greenqin."

Yang Feng stood on the Invincible and said disdainfully with the cat in his arms.

His current level of equipment is indeed higher than that of the British and French forces.

Whether it is the navy or the army, the artillery of the British and French forces at the time of the second crow is still mainly smoothbore guns, rifled guns, but there is absolutely no rifled guns like he is now, although he is a front-loading rifled gun, and the British army has used Armstrong guns, but the latter is only a small amount of equipment, but he directly threw away all the smoothbore guns. This is mainly because Yang Dashuai is too simple to make rifled cannons, although it is not appropriate to let Lin Qian cast a cannon for him, but it is no problem for her to cast a bunch of alloy steel pipes of sufficient thickness, as for the trivial matter of picking simple rifling in these alloy steel pipes, adding a plug to the back, and then installing the gun carriage, his own craftsmen will do it.

It is precisely because of this that the Northern Expeditionary Army, from naval guns to army artillery, has now all been replaced with front-loading rifled guns, including the original four-and-a-half-pound guns, which were originally the most frivolous, and all of them have been replaced by more powerful seven-and-a-half-pound front-loading rifled guns, that is, ten-pound guns.

And now, the comprehensive advantage formed by the technological generation gap is like the hooves of an elephant, so that the group of rats of the Qing army can only scream and run away.

"The cannon is bombarding his mother, and Weijia is back to his hometown!"

Yang Dashuai, who was holding a cat, looked at Dagukou, a sea of fire, and in the deafening sound of cannons, he pirated Zhang Zongchang very heroically.

On the artillery deck of the Invincible at his feet, nearly two hundred Ming sailors were busy in full swing, pulling back the cannons, cleaning the chambers, and putting them into the medicine bag according to the distance reported by the observer on the mast, who used the latest optical rangefinder......

Well, this is another plug-in for Yang Dashuai.

Then the shells were put in, the caps were loaded, the cannons were launched, and the main gunner made the final aiming, and suddenly plugged his ears and pulled the cannon rope.

Under the explosive expansion force of gunpowder, the wax-plated lead-tin alloy butt behind the cannonball suddenly expanded, quickly snapped into four relatively simple rifling, pushed the front cannonball to rotate and flew out of the cannon chamber and went straight to the mouth of Dagu six miles away, and in a blink of an eye, with the still burning disc fuse, it plunged into the rammed earth of the fort, and then the spiral fuse in the fuse burned to the end, and the black powder filled inside exploded, and the shrapnel and prefabricated steel balls were like a scythe of death harvesting the lives of all the Qing soldiers around.

In the same way, the other twenty-nine battleships of about the same size were also frantically pouring shells on the two batteries, and on these cruisers, even the smallest had twelve guns on each side, and the most even reached sixteen, and a total of thirty cruisers could fire more than four hundred shells at a time at the target. The flames of the cannonballs on the sea constantly erupted from the cannon doors, the cannonballs pierced the air without stopping, and the roar of the cannonballs resounded through the sky, showing the terrifying power of the god of war.

In just a few minutes, this furious fire smashed the two forts to death, the blood stained the rammed earth, melted the spilled snowflakes, countless stumps and broken arms soaked in blood, countless dead eyes looked up at the sky, and even Pan Yulong was wounded by a piece of shrapnel.

However, the chief soldier also found the feeling of his bloody battle, brandishing his waist knife, covered in blood, and slashing down the soldiers who tried to escape one by one with a hideous face.

"Go back, go back and open fire, and the escapees will be slaughtered all over the house! For the emperor, for our Qing Dynasty, fight to the end! ”

He shouted with blood-red eyes.

He wasn't joking, he didn't know if the soldiers here would all be beheaded if he lost the Dagu Fort, but he himself was robbed of his house, that was for sure, he didn't want his wife and daughter to be thrown to Ningguta to ride those armored people like hungry wolves like Lan Li's wife and daughter.

However, General Pan's efforts did not have much effect, these green battalions were in charge of the emperor and the Qing Dynasty, and it was not worth their lives for one or two halves of silver a month, not to mention who was on the other side? That's Yang, Yang Shenxian, that's even the emperor can be tied out of the palace, that's a proper ten thousand enemies, that's a spell, let's fight with others isn't looking for death, besides, the Ming army came to divide the money, food and land, so how to calculate, it seems that it is worth protecting than the group of hardcore crops, not to mention that the hardcore crops don't come forward, we slaves are all lively.

Poor General Pan waved his waist knife, and the more he slashed, the more he escaped.

He watched this scene with grief and indignation, broke the jar and roared, rushed to a loaded cannon, picked up the arquebus that had been thrown on the ground, and was about to pestle it into the medicine pool, when suddenly there was a strange roar, and almost at the same time sparks burst out of the cannon, and several pieces of pig iron shards hit him in the face like bullets.

Mr. Pan subconsciously screamed, and before he could react, his front instantly turned red, and then in the deafening explosion, he felt his body fly. (To be continued.) )