At first, Mahmoud looked down on the guns on the two destroyers, Guangxi and Guangdong, because they were only a little more than 100 millimeters in caliber, plus the high and low planes, the steering planes, the tube retreat devices, and so on, taught them to look like the products of the supreme metal craftsmanship of China, like porcelain from China, exquisite and fragile, not at all like a sharp weapon for killing.

What's more, Mahmoud heard that the caliber of the Urban cannon used in the Ottoman Empire besieging Constantinople was almost one meter, and he subconsciously thought that the Urban cannon that he had heard of but had never witnessed was the real cannon that perfectly embodied the black, large, thick and hard Urban cannon in the description of the merchants.

"It's exquisite." These are the words he said to Wan An out of politeness after visiting the destroyers Guangxi and Guangdong.

Then he seemed to feel that this was not polite, and added: "I think this must be an extremely expensive work of art, too beautiful, teaching people to look at, but knowing the richness of China, so beautiful, yes, like a virgin fragrance......" At the same time, Wan An's expression was a little bitter, and Mahmoud thought that it was caused by the residual pain of the whip mark on Wan An's back.

Although during the journey, the two destroyers fired three or four guns, single guns, not salvos, against those pirates who did not know whether they were alive or dead, and the result was naturally to tear their ships to pieces, he did not believe at all that the twenty-four guns of each ship could do anything to the port of Suez.

Suez is not one of those pirate ships, tear up those pirate ships, trebuchets can do it.

It wasn't until he came to the port of Suez that Ding gave the order to attack. Mahmoud realized that he was wrong.

Ding Yi, who was sitting on the foredeck of the Guangxi, did not bring him any discomfort as the ship trembled because of the firing of artillery fire. He seems to be enjoying it. It's like that's the most comfortable life. A total of twenty-four guns on either side of the two destroyers roared incessantly, and the long muzzle flames were like the long tongues of demons from hell.

Smoothbore guns and rifled guns are not weapons of the same concept; Solid artillery shells and grenades filled with nitro*based explosives* are also not products of the same era. Several rounds of volleys from twenty-four rifled guns were enough to turn the port into a living hell, and both Morena and Mahmoud were deeply shocked. You can still fight like this!

Those delicate artillery pieces are definitely not beautiful, the smell of gunsmoke. It can't have anything to do with the fragrance of virgins.

Under the ultra-modern design drawings provided by Ding Yi, the warheads that detonated at regular intervals flew from the rifled barrels with extremely high accuracy, dividing and tearing apart the defenders on the Suez city wall again and again. Fly in the firelight. The broken limbs continue to prove to Mahmoud that they have absolutely nothing to do with fine porcelain, even if they look just as delicate.

In the roar of the cannons, it was almost impossible to hear the words in his ears, Ding Yi smiled and made a few tactical gestures to Wan An, who clearly understood that Ding Yi told him: "I want to go ashore for tea." ”

Wan An conveyed the order to the herald. The latter raised his hand in salute, and then quickly climbed the mast. Flags were issued to several landing ships behind.

"A battalion! Grab the beach! Zhu Yong looked at the flag and gave an order to the soldiers who were ready to go.

On the landing ship converted from a large treasure ship, one after another assault boats were lowered to the sea, and one squad after another of soldiers climbed down from the rope ladder, and then rowed the boat pulp, the battle flag with the word "Ming" was in front, and the commander of a battalion of the dragoon brigade, holding an iron trumpet, hissed and shouted in the sound of artillery fire: "One battalion! Ding Yi's first battalion! ”

"Ding Yi's first battalion!" The soldiers on the assault boat, rowing the boat pulp, chanted slogans, like the sound of a trumpet, so that everyone's pulp was well rowed synchronously, "One battalion!" Ding Yi's first battalion! "They rowed the assault boat like a speeding swordfish, forward, forward!

A gap soon appeared in the wall of the port of Suez, and although Ding Yi did not have an urban cannon, the rifled cannon with a high-explosive charge was enough to destroy the seemingly impregnable wall. When the first battalion seized the beachhead and began to build the beachhead, the Suez defenders did not sit still.

When the fire of the destroyers stopped and the dragoons began to seize the beach, the defenders of Suez, who organized a cavalry of seven or eight hundred people, rushed out of the ruined city, carrying longbows, throwing spears, scimitars, and the blood of the brave, and the horses under their crotches galloped rapidly, with the will to die, and rushed to the first battalion that was building a position.

At this time, the mortar squad of the first battalion was not yet in place, but the second company that set up the defensive line in the front had been assembled, they were only more than 100 people, and even they had no horses.

More than a hundred infantry against seven hundred cavalry, even if it is a rifled rifle, hundreds of meters, how many bullets can be fired? Hundreds of meters, how long does it take for an Arabian horse who is good at sprinting?

"Machine gun squad, free fire!" The commander of the second company gave such an order.

The two hand-cranked Gatling machine guns belonging to the second company were bandaged with tarpaulins to resist water when they were brought down from the landing ship just now, and the two machine guns, which had taken great effort to lift up and down, were placed at opposite ends of the position at this time, forming a crossfire, and when the secondary shooter tore the moisture-proof oil paper on the chain, seven or eight hundred cavalry were less than 500 meters away from them.

By the time the chains were loaded and stopped, they were about three hundred meters away from the charging cavalry, and the soldiers of the second company, who had just torn the greased paper from the magazines and pulled the bolts, were probably closer to the Suez cavalry, because the machine guns were arranged on both sides, and the third side of the triangle was always the longest.

Machine guns "of, of, of! The sound sounded, although it was a hand-crank, but still played a rhythm, this is the Governor Gongju and Tongzhi Zhou Yuzhang called "throwing silver" live-ammunition training, the trained machine gunner, throwing silver, because the cartridge bullets are very expensive, and the machine gun consumes quickly.

The sound of machine guns tearing the sackcloth sounded at both ends of the position, and the two machine guns played the music of death.

The longbows of the Suez cavalry had not yet been drawn, because it would be a few more seconds before they could get into range, and then they would never be able to pull the bowstring. The rain of bullets from the machine guns, from the side, the side that is most conducive to the development of machine gun fire, crosses and buries this group of heroic knights into history.

The horse that was shot neighed and fell wildly, and the horse that was still galloping without being shot was not clear, and the knight who had been pierced by the bullet was already in the saddle, leaving it forever, and it was still galloping, still galloping, until the bullets of the machine gun took it away.

In the process, one of the machine guns jammed, but the soldiers of the second company, rifled rifles in their hands, were accurate death stare to the cavalry who had been stifled from the charge, and the various tactical groups formed attack formations, reaping the lives again and again, and the lives of those who bravely jumped over the corpses of their comrades and still moved forward.

Then the machine gun fixed the jam, and it trembled again with that terrible ripping sound.

The cavalry of Suez, having lost more than a third of their robes, did not break up, but began to retreat.

There is no doubt that they were right about the battlefield.

However, as the soldiers of the first battalion shouted when they rowed the assault boats: "One battalion! Ding Yi's first battalion! ”

They faced Ding Yi's first battalion.

The mortar squad of the first battalion was finally in place after such a long time.

The mortar shell of the first test shot was missed, but the second shot after adjustment accurately landed on the retreat of the Suez cavalry, and without waiting for them to react, they did something to break it into pieces, and the three rapid shots of the entire mortar squad erased one qiē.

一qiē.

One qiē blood, one qiē bravery, one qiē fighting spirit, one qiē life.

"In this battle, the fighting spirit of the soldiers is very high!" Zhu Yong, who was at the headquarters of the beachhead, said in an excited tone.

Ding Yi hadn't been able to drink tea yet, Cao Jixiang was fanning the fire on the edge of the small red clay stove, the water hadn't boiled yet, but the tea set was already on the table. Ding Yi sat on the horse and said to Zhu Yong: "You are wrong, this is not a battle, it should be said that the soldiers have a very high affection for hunting games, and they show good physical fitness in hunting." ”

"It's all silver!" Cao Jixiang was on the side, very distressed, and said while fanning the fire, "Young master, this is smashing with silver, and smashing people to death with money!" ”

Ding laughed, nodded and said, "Yes, this is what I am pursuing, to solve all enemies with money." ”

Money can't kill the enemy, but money is in Ding's hand, and through the knowledge of the times and the workshops he has run and built over the years, it becomes a bullet and is handed over to soldiers who have undergone strict discipline training, and it becomes a sharp weapon for killing.

There was not a single living cavalryman, and the machine guns stifled their mobility; The rifle was easily aimed at the target on the horse; And the mortar is the last scavenger. The Suez people in the ruined city watched this tragedy in amazement, and then all the strength in their hearts was mixed with the smoke of gunpowder and went with the breeze.

When Ding Yi finally drank his tea, the Suez envoy holding the white flag was brought to Ding Yi.

"Do you recognize her?" When Ding Yi heard the war reparations proposed by the envoy, he laughed, pointed to Mo Rena beside him, and asked the envoy this, it was obvious that she was wanted by Mamluk, and she was no stranger to the envoy who could come out to negotiate, Ding Yi said to Mo Rena, "Sue him, who are you." ”

Morena's face covered with a scarf, and her beautiful eyes had a mischievous pride: "I am Morena, the Great Duke." ”

"Go back, keep fighting, I don't accept any surrender with strings attached." Ding Yi brushed the dust on the robe, picked up the blue and black glazed porcelain cup of the Song Dynasty on the side, took a sip of tea, smiled and said to the messenger sent by Suez, "Death or surrender, you have enough freedom to choose." (To be continued......)