"Uncle Zhao, slow down, slow down!"

In the middle of the green valley, a fleet of locomotives is speeding.

And the one who was shouting was Liu Mingchuan, the first governor of Taiwan in history.

He was sitting in the back seat of the motorcycle, desperately hugging Zhao Xizhu's waist.

"Why are you talking like a locomotive, this thing should be called a motocross bike!"

Zhao Xizhu pulled the throttle wide, there are not many sections of the road that can be galloped in the Meridian Valley, and many sections are people resisting cars rather than carrying people, so we must take the road to seize the time.

Zhao Xizhu said while accelerating: "Also, Liu Liumazi, you are thirty years old, how can you call me uncle!" ”

Liu Mingchuan closed his eyes and shouted: "My family Lord Li calls Lord Zuo his brother, Staff Officer Zhao, you are the same as Lord Zuo, but you can't be my uncle!" ”

When he said this, Liu Ming was righteous, and he didn't feel any shame at all.

After all, a few days ago, the memory of the ten steamships of their inscription battalion trembling among hundreds of "big ships" is still too profound.

After witnessing the bombardment of Wuchang and other battles, Liu Mingchuan had a more intuitive understanding of the strength of the Great Ming Army.

In particular, he heard that these Ming ships were just merchant ships, and they were like chickens and dogs in front of the real giant ships of the Ming Dynasty.

Due to his lack of imagination, Liu Mingchuan couldn't imagine how terrifying the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty should be.

The only thing he is sure of is that if Zhu Fugui, who wears Lin Bei's legs, wants to win the championship, I am afraid that no one in the world can stop him.

The Banner Emperor of the Forbidden City is not good, and neither is his own Lord Li.

Even Liu Mingchuan suspected that it was the previous batch of "peaceful" businessmen of the Ming Dynasty who opened up their guns to do business, and the Huai army couldn't stop it.

If Da Ming wants to take Jiangnan, I'm afraid it won't be at his fingertips.

It's just that Liu Mingchuan still can't figure out why Zhu Fugui didn't do it?

Does he want to learn from Zeng Guofan as a saint?

It doesn't look like the number of roads?

Zhu Fugui didn't take the anointed land in the south of the Yangtze River, but went to fight the Northeast savages and the old hats of the Western Regions, Liu Mingchuan couldn't figure it out.

However, with the current situation, instead of thinking about this, it is better to think about how to make up for the fault of passing the buck to the emperor's order.

This time he followed the Daming instructor group to the Meridian Valley, and Liu Mingchuan didn't want to go back alive.

He planned to exchange his life and the lives of two hundred other Anhui disciples for Emperor Zhu Ming's forgiveness and forgiveness for Huaijun.

It is also a sin to say, it is clear that the difference between Feidong and Fengyang is only 200 miles, and it is not an exaggeration to say that Lord Li and Lord Long Live are fellow villagers......

Lord Li, Lord Li, you made a mistake this time, I can only repay you with this head!

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At the same time that Liu Mingchuan was moved by himself, the 7,000 pioneers of the Chu army under Zuo Zongtang had already entered the Bao Slope Road.

Although the slope road is relatively spacious, it is also a mountain road after all, and it is useless to have more soldiers, but it requires elite divisions to urge the city to pull out the flag.

In fact, if he had known that the six roads of the Qinling Mountains had fallen into the hands of the Hu people, Zuo Zongtang would not have chosen to be greedy for the last section of the Han River, and to avoid meeting with the soldiers of Zeng Guofan and marching from Hanzhong, but knocked on the pass from Henan.

It's a pity that it's hard to buy a thousand gold, and now the three hundred miles of Qinchuan that are in favor of Lao Qin have become a barrier for the Hu people.

Behind Zuo Zongtang's 7,000-strong vanguard troops, there were twice as many people pushing wheelbarrows to transport supplies and supplies, led by Master Bai.

Although Hu Huilin was seriously injured and comatose before, it was mainly caused by transient bacteremia.

Although he is far from being healed from his injuries, he still insists on going out with the army.

Originally, it was said that he was going to find someone to carry him in a sedan chair, but later it was loaded into a universal trolley and pushed by Master Bai.

Just when Hu Huilin felt that his bones were almost falling apart, the team finally stopped.

"General Bai, the front is the Hu Ren Castle that blocked the lower officials before, you must be careful, this kind of castle has strange ......," Hu Huilin hurriedly reminded.

However, Master Bai didn't bother to pay attention to him at all, lifted Hu Huilin with one hand, and took out a gas cylinder from under his buttocks with the other.

"General Bai, in fact, Xia Guan has been wanting to ask just now, what is this under Xia Guan's crotch? It's quite comfortable to hold. ”

The corners of Master Bai's mouth twitched, chanted Amitabha, and then ran to the artillery position with the gas canister in his hand.

Zuo Zongtang is here.

Previously, he accidentally found a copy of "The Biography of Napoleon" from a batch of primers donated by the Ming Dynasty.

He realized that for his Southern Chu army, instead of learning the latest tactics of the Ming Dynasty, perhaps Napoleon's artillery decisive theory was more suitable for him.

Under the command of Zuo Zongtang, the Southern Chu army had already set up ten stubby mortars and confronted the enemy fortress from a distance.

Through the advanced Ming telescope, Zuo Zongtang was even able to see the hideous face under the enemy's hat.

With the castle, these Hu people did not pay attention to the arrival of the left army, and even had the heart to pray.

The so-called Russian-style fortress is actually a simple fortress made of stone and wood under the command of the Russian military advisers, and it is far from the kind of strong wall that can resist direct fire from 180 mm cannons.

I don't know how much simpler it is than Wuchang City, but relying on the mountain, it is indeed not a hard bone that the original Southern Chu army can easily gnaw down.

Master Bai spat out: "Amitabha, fuck, it doesn't just look like Lao Maozi's castle, but also the shadow of our Chinese castle, and there must be a dog traitor!" ”

Hu Huilin moved over on crutches and said: "How can the Hu people build these castles in just over a month, they have rolled up the craftsmen of Lingzhou and northern Shaanxi, and they have seen it before, but they are actually some hard-working people." ”

Zuo Zongtang glanced at the red blood stains on the city wall that had dried up, nodded and said: "Although there are difficulties for those who are reckless, they have become an obstacle to our department's recovery of Qin at this time...... When they choose to succumb to the Hu people and build a fortified city for them to block their compatriots, and save their lives, wives and children, they should also have the consciousness of dying at the hands of our soldiers today. ”

Zuo Zongtang sighed.

It's not that there is any soft-heartedness.

The so-called mercy is not in charge of the soldiers, Zuo Zongtang has not known the blood of the innocent grass people on his hands over the years, not to mention that these are not innocent craftsmen.

He just thought that if there was no Ming Dynasty and that young man, would he become a sinner in China in the eyes of future generations, just like these craftsmen from Hu?

Shaking his head, Zuo Zongtang decided not to think about it so much.

At this time, a figure wearing a gray military uniform suddenly appeared on the city wall.

He looked contemptuously at the Southern Chu army in the distance, lit a cigarette by himself, pointed to a Hu general beside him and asked, "Trick, come and see, these strangely dressed guys actually don't have braids, this is a new thing!" ”

"Lieutenant Vyacheslav, with or without braids, they will fall at our feet...... Praise is ......"

"Enough, instead of praising this, let's praise the great Russian Empire, as long as we occupy Xi'an, we will have the opportunity to occupy Beijing, and when the time comes, whether it is Moscow or Istanbul, we will definitely support your Khan to occupy the north of the Yangtze River."

There was a blank check being written to the Huns, and the Russian officer named Vyacheslav was a little distracted.

The Chinese's siege tactics were lackluster, and in fact, the peoples east of the Urals were just a flock of weak lambs in the face of the great Russian Empire.

Vyacheslav was not interested in watching the battle.

Although these Hu people were undisciplined and untrained, they were enough to hold the fortress with a primitive brutal and savage energy.

"Trick, please remember to prepare me an extra lamb chop for dinner, thank you!" Vyacheslav patted his lips and walked down the city wall with his head bowed.

Naturally, this temporary fortress made of stone and wood is not very comfortable.

Life these days is nothing short of torture.

If it weren't for the pleasure of the looted property, Vyacheslav would have gone almost insane.

He quickened his pace through the low passage and walked towards his bedroom, the largest room in the entire fortress.

However, just as he was about to open the wooden door, his feet suddenly shook, and a whole stone fell down the hallway......

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Looking at the huge explosion produced by the gas canister, Hu Huilin couldn't help but subconsciously touch his crotch.

The thought of having straddled such a thing all the way made him feel bad.

Rewind time 10 minutes ago.

After the gas canisters were lubricated with lard, the chubby boys were stuffed into the barrels.

In later generations, from the Sahel region to Syria, from the jungles of southern Thailand to the hills of Afghanistan, madeinChina's gas canisters have always been a good partner for both military and civilian use.

However, half of the gas canisters are made up of guerrillas and rebels, and the Syrian government of Bashar al-Assad is the only regular army that has formed a gas canister brigade.

Therefore, the gas tank is also known as the Bashar Happy Barrel.

But now, this title belongs to Emperor Zhu Fugui.

Under ideal conditions, a 15-kilogram bucket of fortune would explode with the same power as 150 kilograms of TNT, enough to blow up a two-story building.

If you compare the power of grenades: a grenade contains about 50 grams of TNT explosives, and according to this calculation, it is 3,000 grenades!

After all, it is not a conventional weapon, although the gas canister is powerful, but because of its large diameter, the mortar cannon used for firing can only be made very short and thick, and the range is limited. (pictured)

Despite such black technology as pneumatic rubber tires, this mortar still requires four strong men to pull.

Zuo Zongtang learned to be obedient this time, and also took out a tweeter and shouted: "The one who starts the cannon will be rewarded with 100 Ming Yuan per person, and the first person will be rewarded with 1,000 Ming Yuan!" ”

As an old-style army, Southern Chu naturally continues the tradition that has been held since ancient times.

Those who ascend first are rewarded, as has been the case since ancient times.

Stimulated by money, each battalion of the Southern Chu army covered ten mortars to approach the city.

At this time, the Hu people at the head of the city used Russian-style rifles to shoot wildly.

Four battalions of the Southern Chu Army, with a total of 2,000 soldiers, used wooden cards to cover the gunners while returning fire with Ming Yuhua 2.0.

It's good that this doesn't fight back, but as soon as it fights back, a scene that stunned both sides happened.

The Hu people, who originally occupied a favorable geographical position and were condescending, should have the upper hand, while the Southern Chu army should pay a huge price to push the mortar cannon with a range of only two hundred meters to the city wall and open fire.

But the fact is that the Southern Chu army actually suppressed the firepower on the city wall, fought back and forth, and even had a slight upper hand.

"Hahaha, the old man understands!"

Zuo Zongtang saw the safe distance, held a loudspeaker and shouted, "You wait for the Hu people, you have lived in Han for a long time, you should be able to understand Chinese, you wait and listen, you are the Tsar's eagle dog, and my Chu people are the minions of Emperor Ming, the firearms used are all heavy, in a word, my Ming firearms are invincible in the world, far better than the Russians a hundred times!" ”

Lao Zuo is really happy.

It is appropriate to fight with foreigners to fight such a happy battle.

This second-line rifle of Tsarist Russia is not at all the opponent of Ming Xuanhua 2.0 in terms of range and rate of fire.

What's more, the Ming Flower series knows that it is a foreign trade version when you hear the name, and in the eyes of Da Ming, it is just a flower cannonball.

Zuo Zongtang still has 1,500 Xing 001 rifles that have been installed in the Ming Royal Army and have only been eliminated for three years!

To be a Russian dog, no, to be a Ming dog, okay!

It is natural that Zuo Zongtang will have such feelings.

Both the Southern Chu army and the Hu people were old-style armies that lacked good training in the use of firearms.

Relatively speaking, after ten years of fighting, even if the Southern Chu army that shot at each other with the stinky chess basket of the Taiping army, it was still better than the Hu people.

After all, these Hu people shoot the same guns as the Africans and Arabs of later generations, holding their hands high and shooting, and they don't see the will of heaven in the middle. (pictured)

To put it simply, Nan Chu beating Hu Ren is about equivalent to Heroic Brass 5 VS Tough Black Iron 2, and he is a little ahead in operation.

But more importantly, the brass player's equipment also has the advantage of at least 1,000 yuan!

Daming's so-called Ming Yahua 1.0 is a batch of flintlock pistols made of lighter components, which are purely foreign trade products, as long as you give money, regardless of whether it is a Chicago gang or a Latin American D owl, it will be sold correctly.

Ming Yahua 2.0 is a strategically gifted weapon, and it will not be sold casually.

Because the so-called Ming Xia Hua 2.0 is actually the almost new Xia Sebo rifle captured by the Ming Dynasty in the second Ming and French War.

Historically, the Prussians had seized more than 1.5 million brand-new Chasebo rifles and modified them to reload Mauser rifles.

Da Ming was not so lucky.

His Majesty Nasan, who came across the sea, only brought 500,000 rifles, and the Ming suffered heavy losses.

If you don't count the original Mauser rifle, which has just been invented, the Chasebo rifle is probably the best rifle in Europe today.

But it is still far from the German two-year rifle of the Ming Dynasty, after all, in essence, the German two-year rifle is a magic modification of the fifth-generation Mauser rifle.

As for the Russian rifle in the hands of the Hu people......

Just one word.

Fish!

Perhaps in the minds of the Hu people and the Qing court, Maozi was an imperialist power with strong industrial strength, but in fact, Tsarist Russia, like the Manchu Qing Dynasty, was a great power built on a vast territory and a huge army.

Tsarist Russia's military engineering capacity was far inferior to that of Britain and France, and the equipment was old and the quality control ability was low.

It can be said that without the blessing of the little Georgian shoemaker, the degree of Fira is second only to the Ottomans.

Tsarist Russia gave these Hu people the M1845 rifles produced by the Izhevsk State Arsenal......

As you can tell from the name, this gun is an antique from 20 years ago, and it doesn't even have rifling......

During the Crimean War of 1853-1856, Shamaozi lined up with the M1845, a mentally handicapped rifle, and was beaten into mallets by rifled rifles of the British and French forces......

However, there is one thing that Zuo Zongtang blames the Russians.

Fugui did leave a hand on the Southern Chu army and did not give them the most advanced rifles.

But the Russians ...... The best has been ......

The Russians themselves are still using smoothbore guns as their main combat weapons, which lagged behind Britain and France by almost 40 years.

The Russians' own rifled guns are still being developed......

"Chirp...... Chirp...... Chirp...... Tweet ......"

On the city wall, Hu people were constantly shot, and then fell down.

"These Han people didn't bring ladders to rush to the car, they couldn't get up!"

The Hu people suffered heavy casualties, but they still did not retreat.

The fortified city under their feet was their greatest source of confidence.

Moreover, the "African-style" design method is adopted, hiding the whole person behind the cover, and only exposing the design of holding a gun in two hands, which also makes Hu Ren feel a little relieved.

Although I can't kill you, you can't kill me!

We shoot at each other, but God will direct my bullets to hit you!

·

"It's really enjoyable, Amitabha!"

Master Bai killed two Hu people who were more brave and dared to probe.

At the same time, his team finally knocked down the mortar two hundred meters in front of the city wall.

At this distance, the accuracy of shelling or something, there is no point anymore.

The advantage of wasting more than a dozen gas cylinders to practice before was reflected, and Master Bai was the first to launch the Fortune and Happiness Bucket.

Then, within more than half a minute, three more mortars fired the bucket of wealth and happiness.

The sound of explosions and the screams of the Hu people are intertwined into a moving melody.

The fifth mortar did not fire any more.

Because four barrels of fortune and happiness, equivalent to 600 kilograms of TNT explosive yield, have razed the fortress in front of them to rubble.

Zuo Zongtang fell in love with the tweeter.

Shouting "Kill Hu", he commanded the reserve of 5,000 men and horses to rush straight up.

The few Hu people who survived under the ruins put up a stubborn resistance and were soon shot to death.

Even the nine-headed birds who were helping to transport the supplies drew their waist knives and stepped forward to cut down the Hu people who were crushed by the stones.

"Your grandfather's, Hunan people don't pay attention to it, our Hubei heroes are the most moral, let you be a full ghost, don't be hungry on Huangquan Road!"

Some kind-hearted nine-headed birds took out the traditional Hanzhong food from their trouser pockets and put it into the mouth of the Hu man Abba Aba, and then stabbed the other party in the chest.

But inevitably, there are always cunning Hu people who cheat to death or hide in the corners of the stones to sneak attack, causing casualties to the Southern Chu army.

Zuo Zongtang's confidant Liu Songshan almost died.

Historically, Liu Songshan was shot in the left chest and died during the attack on Ma Hualong's fort.

Perhaps it was fate, and when he turned over a broken rock, he saw Lieutenant Vyacheslav who was dying.

"Mao smash!"

Liu Songshan was overjoyed.

It's not that he likes Maozi much, but because he has practiced Russian for so long before, he is happy to see Hunting.

"Sukabule, Sukabule, do you understand?"

Liu Songshan had just said it twice, but Maozi, who was dying and didn't seem to be a threat, suddenly came back to his senses, pulled out his handcuff and shot him.

The bullet hit Liu Songshan's left chest, making a clanging sound.

"Babyshit, your mother in the house!" Liu Songshan was startled, and hurriedly pulled out his waist knife to cut off the head of this hairy man, and then kicked it away.

Then, Liu Songshan took out a black, tile-like ceramic plug-in from his chest, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "It's worthy of the armor that can only be worn by generals in the Ming Dynasty, it's really a bit of a mother's thing!" ”

Before parting, Zhao Xizhu demonstrated the bulletproof insert, and it was not good not to say that he sent three sets of body armor to the Southern Chu Army.

Zuo Zongtang kept one set for himself, and the other two sets were given to Liu Songshan and Master Bai respectively, but he didn't expect it to come in handy so quickly.

"Pass the order, Maozi is cruel, he can't even listen to the words of persuasion, and he must be very careful if he persuades Maozi to surrender in the future!"

Zuo Zongtang set his eyes on the Hu people who were either blown into minced meat by the explosion, or burned to charcoal, or killed by the mending knife, Tang silently took out the "Shengtianzi (crossed out) Father's Living Note (1)" and flipped through it.

"It seems that the old man's previous tactics are still problematic...... It shouldn't be for the long live lord to save the bucket of happiness, or long live the lord is right, when this great change has not been seen in 3,000 years, people are the real priceless treasure......"

What firepower suppresses, what saturation strikes, what is up to Lao Tzu will be blown up, Zuo Zongtang got up without a teacher.

Moreover, this has a theoretical basis, and when the time comes, Xiang Fengdu will ask for a rich and happy bucket again, and it can be regarded as a famous teacher......

But in the blink of an eye, Zuo Zongtang became worried again.

In this expedition to the west, Da Ming is afraid that he will not spend forty or fifty million taels of silver.

And he heard that the people of the Ming Dynasty are only tens of millions, and each of the people of the Ming Dynasty will have to levy four or five taels of silver for the west.

Although this Ming citizen is rich, he can't withstand such a toss, right?

His Majesty Zhu Fugui himself, I'm afraid he doesn't want to follow the example of Emperor Hongwu, wear old clothes with patches, and cut back on food and clothing......

However, Zuo Zongtang heard that the harem of the Ming Dynasty was full of women who drank blood, and I was afraid that they didn't even know how to make clothes.

Thinking of such a tragic appearance, Zuo Zongtang was also a little unbearable.

"It's a pity that the old man's daughter is too long, and the granddaughter is too young, otherwise ......"

"Zuo Shuai, what are you talking about?"

At this time, Master Bai, who was carrying a large bundle of Russian M1845 rifles, passed by, and the M1845 rifle Daming definitely couldn't look down on it, but it was still a good thing for the Southern Chu Army.

"Brother Bai, you wait!"

Zuo Zongtang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he stopped Master Bai and said, "I remember you said that you have a daughter, who is sixteen years old, yes or no?" ”

Master Bai: "??? ”

Zuo Zongtang looked up and down and nodded: "Foolish brother, looking at your posture, I guess Ling Ai must be a good child?" ”

Master Bai: "??? ”

Zuo Zongtang continued: "Although the background is a little worse, it is better than those vassal women, even to be a foot maid for the saint, it is also a blessing, and it can also take care of the saint's daily life." ”

Master Bai: "??? ”

Zuo Zongtang nodded again: "Since you don't have any opinions, it's better for the foolish brother to return to the Western Regions, and play a letter, in order to make Ai seek an identity in the palace, don't thank the foolish brother, this is what the foolish brother should do." ”

Master Bai: "??? ”