Chapter 644: This Fireworks Are a Little Fierce
The division of King Qin, which Yi Yi and others were looking forward to, was not so much the British army as the Indian army, and among the 30,000 people, the number of Indian puppet troops exceeded 23.
Obviously, these enslaved Indian soldiers did not have any empathy for the Qing people, and the military discipline was quite poor.
It would be a great disaster for these guys to enter the city of Beijing.
Therefore, according to the spirit of the Sheng's speech, the final military order issued by Lieutenant General Qi Wenchang of the Shenzhou Theater is that the enemy's will to fight must be completely destroyed before entering the city!
How to destroy their willpower, Yang Feihu actually didn't know very well, but he knew how to destroy their physical bodies!
"Brother Hu, if we accidentally bomb Beijing City, will we go back to the military court?"
"No, but it's better not to, it's the ancestral home of the fourth uncle of Banzai Ye."
"Alright, concentrate, all of them - start dropping bombs!"
With Yang Feihu's order on the airwaves, seven Thunder Dragons formed a formation and rushed towards the ranks of the British army.
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As an officer in the Far Eastern colonies, Wilson felt that the last two years had been too magical.
Everything that has been seen after the garrison in North China shows that this country of porcelain and tea, which once filled Europe with all kinds of illusions, has completely decayed.
The peasants here are wooden and cautious.
Officials say things that are incomprehensible, but in general, they give in at the slightest threat.
Wilson couldn't help but think of Macartney, who visited China 80 years ago.
At that time, the British Empire took advantage of the 80th birthday of the Qianlong Emperor to send an unprecedented delegation of more than 700 people, ready to explore the reality of this mysterious empire.
Presumably, Sir Macartney was also like himself, shocked by the foreign power of the Qing Empire, right?
That's right, Wilson was shocked by the Qing government's unimaginable incompetence and crotch pulling.
To be honest, the Mongol cavalry under Seng Lingqin still left the British with a lot of unrealistic illusions.
If it is only because of the backwardness of weapons and tactics and fails, and the morale and bravery can meet the standard of the suicide charge at the Bali Bridge, then the upper limit of the Qing army can still be expected.
This is also one of the reasons why Churchill, the Prime Minister of the British Empire, signed the "Anglo-Qing Friendship Entente" with the regent of the Qing Dynasty, and invested resources to help the Qing government carry out the Westernization Movement and set up factories in Tangshan, Datong, Zhangjiakou and other places.
At the time, everyone in London thought the pounds were well spent.
Even if it was embezzled by the British civil servants and the Qing officials, every remaining pound would be a bullet to the Ming thugs.
However, Wilson, who was on the front line, was now very sure that all the aid funds of the British Empire had been thrown into the water.
He was very skeptical that those Eight Banners soldiers, who could not even complete basic hand-to-hand combat, had the courage to launch a Berber charge against the tanks of the Ming people.
Recently, Wilson finally learned that the last brave army of the Tatars had been displayed at Bali Bridge, and their successors were now semi-independent, and even their leaders had publicly echoed the tyrants of the Ming Kingdom and condemned the British Empire's massacre of the Indians.
Here's what I said:
"Old Soo is to the point. Lao Suo, as a Mongol, when Lao Suo thought that the British were brutal and anti-human, then they were really anti-human. โ
Slaughtered by the Mongols, although it did not hurt much, it was very insulting.
Wilson asked the Qing regent several times to deal with the Mongol prince, but no progress was made.
Now, when he leads his troops into Beijing, the first thing he will do is to control the Qing government and hold the Mongol accountable.
If necessary, you can also preemptively strike at it yourself to prevent future troubles.
The Tatars are unreliable, and I have to be this five-star Bogda Khan!
Looking at the ancient and decaying city of Beijing, Wilson had already planned a package to transform the Qing Dynasty in his mind.
In addition to military talent, he will show the world amazing economic and political talent.
However, at this moment, he suddenly felt that something strange was coming from the sky.
Was it thunder?
Wilson was already familiar with airships.
This sound does not belong to an airship in any way.
He looked up in confusion.
There was a team of big birds flying in the sky.
Wilson wondered if the bird-shaped object was man-made or some strange astronomical phenomenon.
Before he could figure it out, suddenly the big birds began to lay eggs.
The big bird Wilson didn't know him, but the eggs they laid were all too familiar to Wilson.
Thanks to the exquisite and clear picture printing of the "Daming Times", this kind of white phosphorus incendiary bomb, which once created brilliant achievements in the suburbs of Xi'an, Dihua Chengtou, Ili River Valley and other places, has become a nightmare that Wilson wakes up every night.
He dreamed countless times that the Mingguo airship with the Victoria doll would one day drop this terrible bomb.
Therefore, from the moment he heard that China had declared war on Great Britain, Wilson did not hesitate to ask to enter the city of Peking.
Only when they entered the city of Beijing would the Ming people throw a rat trap and dare not use this terrible incendiary bomb!
Beijing is the former capital of the Ming Kingdom, and there are a large number of wooden buildings in the city, which are continuous once they catch fire.
This is a kind of coercion on the Ming Dynasty.
Clearly, Wilson's plan had worked.
Otherwise, it would not only be seven Owl Dragons that will come today, but forty Fathead Fish.
However, the horror of the seven Thunder Dragons is also far beyond the imagination of the British.
The average military rank of the first generation of pilots in the Ming Dynasty was captain.
It can be seen that every pilot is the elite of the elite selected after layers of selection.
After two years of training and running-in, they were able to drop bombs precisely into an area the size of a basketball court at 300 meters in the air.
The Thunder 005's livery is red, like a blood-red color in the sky.
When swooping down, it gives people a sense of oppression of blood.
Immediately afterward, clusters of blazing flames rose in the ranks of the British army.
"Luo ...... Romantic ...... Fireworks......"
Xingzhen stood on the city tower, holding the clairvoyant mirror and trembling uncontrollably.
Actually, there is no need for a clairvoyant mirror now.
Even with the naked eye, the British GIs in the distance were like ants doused with boiling water by a naughty boy, desperately scattering and struggling.
Those who run slowly, shrouded in the "romantic fireworks", will toss and turn to the end, and tear off their flesh and blood with all their strength until they die.
Xingzhen didn't understand what Zhu Fugui said about "romantic".
But at the moment, she guessed, it should be the most murderous and vicious adjective in the world.
No wonder it can only be expressed in foreign languages.