The angle of artillery fire is increased by 2, and each ship maintains its fire output, paying attention to the navigation route, and preventing the enemy from approaching and counterattacking!"

Li Hu, who was standing on the largest flagship, was holding a telescope to observe the effect of the shelling, and quickly gave an order to make adjustments.

The adjutant general on the side was repeating orders loudly.

The flag bearer in the high place kept waving the flag, conveying Li Hu's orders to the various warships.

However, due to the smoke of the battlefield, many ships could not see clearly at all, and could only wait for the rhythmic sound of drums and trumpets to carry out orders.

"Boom, boom..."

Battleships were shrouded in gunsmoke.

The deafening roar of artillery kept coming to mind.

"After the three cannons are fired, clean the chamber and fill the gunpowder!"

"Hurry up, transporters, I'm running out of gunpowder here."

"Gun 13 adds shells..."

A shout rang out in the battleship's gun compartment.

The shirtless and sweaty soldiers, with their quick steps, moved boxes of gunpowder shells to the artillerymen.

The artillerymen who were busy, some were listening to orders from above, some were cleaning the chambers, and some were loading gunpowder and shells.

After the preparation is completed, the gun commander determines the angle and ignites the lead to fire the cannonball.

The boats were busy and orderly.

In Kyoto Bay, the little gourds were beaten stupid.

Why didn't you attack the enemy on your side, but the enemy rushed over first.

Almost all of the warships dispatched by the Navy this time, except for a few that remained behind, participated in the battle.

More than 30 ships battled, and thousands of artillery pieces were constantly bombarded.

Although it is only the oldest smoothbore gun, the ace troops can't withstand the attack of thousands of guns, let alone the little nests who have never experienced artillery bombardment.

Ghosts cry wolves on the coast.

The little gourds who boarded the boat, looking at the smashed and scarred scenes, jumped off the boat crying, trying to swim to the shore to escape this hell.

The little gourds on the shore are also running for their lives frantically.

The shelling of the Navy was divided into two areas.

Half is responsible for bombarding ships parked in the bay, and the other half is responsible for dealing with the small gourds on the shore who have not yet boarded the boats.

In order to speed up the boarding of the ship, the little gourds were almost all huddled together.

A single shell can kill six or seven.

More than 500 artillery pieces bombarded, and even if half of them missed in one round, they could kill more than 1,000 small gourds.

Not to mention that more than half of the shells fell on the shore.

In a round of shelling, at least more than 2,000 small gourds were killed and injured on the shore.

What makes the little nest melons even more flustered is.

Ashikaga Yoshinori and the generals who went out this time don't know if they didn't wash their hands when they went out in the morning, or if they were too happy with the dancing girls yesterday and their hands were too dark.

In the first round of shelling, Ashikaga Yoshimochi was smashed by shells on the spot.

The generals around him also suffered heavy casualties.

The little gourd who lost his command suddenly became a headless fly.

The whole shore you push me, I push you, you want to escape from this land of death.

But there are so many people on the shore, coupled with the congestion of various materials.

Many people could barely move, and could only watch as the shells fell and smashed them apart.

"10~18 ships move forward and strike at the enemy's rear!"

"19~25 ships cover the landing of marines."

"The other warships, except for the No. 2 ship and the No. 3 ship to protect the flagship, are all scattered left and right to carry out support firing."

Li Hu, who was observing the entire battlefield from the command ship, saw that the enemy's warships had almost all been destroyed.

Even if it wasn't broken, it was blocked on the shore and couldn't get out, so the order for a full-scale attack was immediately given.

With Li Hu's order issued.

The battleship, which received the task, began to slowly approach the shore.

As the distance to the shore got closer, the accuracy of the artillerymen increased rapidly.

When they were less than 500 meters from the shore, the artillerymen could hit the shore almost with their eyes closed.

"Hurry up, don't fucking procrastinate, it's all heads, just pick up a few fucking enough for a family to eat and drink for a year, don't rub it off!"

On board the troop carrier.

The commanders of the Marine Corps, while looking at the shore with the roar of artillery fire, beckoned the soldiers of the Marine Corps to hurry up to the boat.

The soldiers of the Marine Corps, who participated in such a large-scale war for the first time, were nervous and their hearts were pounding, and they kept turning their heads to look at the battlefield in the distance.

"Don't look at it, get the fuck on the boat and get ashore."

A veteran saw a recruit next to him and kept looking to the shore.

was distracted, his foot almost stepped on the air, and he slapped the other party's head in anger.

The recruit who was slapped didn't dare to say anything, and quickly withdrew his gaze, quickly stepped on the ladder net, and went down to the boat below.

"Don't be idle, row now!"

After boarding the boat, the captain of this squad carried a gun wrapped in oiled paper on his back, picked up the oars next to him, and the soldiers who greeted him hurriedly rowed.

Today's storm is a bit big.

The small boat loaded with soldiers swayed from side to side in the wind and waves.

Changing from a stable large ship to a small boat with a very serious swing, some soldiers who were slightly less in good shape were dizzy and dizzy, and they fell on the side of the boat and retched.

"Damn, what kind of Marine should you be seasick, go back to be a landlubber."

Some rowing veterans looked at the guys lying on the side of the boat and scolded in disgust.

The dense boats, accompanied by the roar of artillery fire overhead, moved slowly in the wind and waves.

There was no resistance on the shore.

The boat approached the shore very smoothly.

"Up... Above... on..."

"Make up for everything you see alive, don't think about capturing prisoners! We don't want to take prisoners."

"Where's the shieldman, hurry up and get ahead!"

"Musketeers reload and be ready to shoot!"

Small boats rushed to the shore.

The petty officers nervously looked at the battlefield strewn with corpses on the shore, and shouted loudly for the soldiers to hurry up and get ready.

"Order the artillery fire to extend inward, and stop firing if it is not within range!"

Observing that the Marines had landed, Li Hu let the artillery fire begin to extend inward in order to prevent accidental injury.

And those artillery that could not reach the firing range were ordered by him to stop firing.

As the ship's guns extended or stopped firing, the marines who landed ashore formed an array and quickly rushed to the shore.

"Wow!"

One to the shore.

Many recruit eggs who had never seen blood spit out directly because of the bloody scene in front of them.

Many veterans also swallowed their saliva, forcibly endured the nausea in their hearts, and pulled the recruits forward.

The shore was littered with stump meat.

Red blood wrapped in minced flesh, bones, and internal organs, slowly flowing low.

"Poof!"

One of the shield soldiers at the front of the line stepped into the bloody land, and the sound of stepping on the mud sounded under his feet.

He looked down, and his throat churned as white and red mixed together, mixed with the flesh of the entrails.

"Can the third child still hold it? Why don't you let me come?"

Seeing that the shield soldier was abnormal, the squad leader with a hideous scar on his face patted the shield soldier on the shoulder.

The shield-bearer shook his head, clenched his shield and sword, and strode forward.

"It's all fucking for Lao Tzu to follow, if you want to vomit, you can hold it back for Lao Tzu, and when it's safe, you can vomit as much as you want, even if you vomit upside down, no one cares about you. But now I have to hold back to Lao Tzu no matter what, I heard it clearly!"

Seeing that the shield soldiers could continue to fight, the captain didn't say anything more, glanced at the recruits behind him who couldn't help it, and said a few words of advice uneasily.

It's a pity that his cold jokes didn't have much effect, the recruits turned white one by one, and they didn't dare to lower their heads, and followed the captain step by step.

"The 1st Pioneer Battalion reports that it has advanced to the city without enemy resistance!"

"The Second Squadron reports that all enemy ships have been destroyed."

"The Third Fleet reports that the 1st Marine Corps has all landed."

Retracting the telescope that was watching, Li Hu said loudly to the herald.

"Order the 1st Battalion to continue advancing and destroy the remnants of the enemy."

"Order the 2nd Fleet to cruise to the left coast and the 3rd Fleet to the right to look for enemy ships and assist the Marines in their operations."

"Yes!"

"Alas, this is the end, I thought there would be a happy sea battle, but it turned out to be gone, alas, how lonely it is to be invincible!"

After the herald left, Li Hu looked at the blazing dock and shook his head with emotion.

"Hahaha... Li Shuai! With our current strength, there are probably no troops in this world that want to fight a naval battle with us!"

The middle-aged lieutenant general next to him couldn't help but laugh when he heard Li Hu's emotion.

Li Hu also laughed.

Indeed, with the current strength of the Ming Navy, there is probably no one who can fight head-on with the Ming Navy 1-on-1 in this world.

However, Li Hu was not complacent.

Zhu Zhangui told him more than once that the world is developing, even if it is the first in the world, if you don't work hard to develop, you will soon be surpassed by the enemy.

Now is a great time to make rapid progress.

If you don't work hard, you will be abandoned by the times.

If you fall behind, you will be beaten, and if you want to catch up again, you will have to pay even greater sacrifices.

Therefore, in terms of the navy's warship weapons, Zhu Zhangui and the navy are placed in the first place.

Zhu Zhangui provided ideas for various ships and naval guns, and the navy's artisan battalion, which was set up separately last year, has begun to study this aspect.

At sea, the navy was working on something called a steam engine.

According to Li Hu's understanding.

Once this steam engine is well studied, the boat will do away with the paddle power mode and replace it with the propeller automatic mode.

Even at that time, the battleship will change from a wooden model to an ironclad model.

He had seen the drawings of the ironclad ship, and he had been looking forward to the launch of such a battleship in his heart.

It's a pity that this aspect is still being studied, and the manager of the craftsman battalion told him that if this kind of warship wants to be launched, it will take at least 10 years from research to manufacturing to sea trials.

10 years, how many 10 years can there be in life.

Li Hu is almost 40 years old this year, and will be in his 50s in 10 years.

He didn't know if he could command the ironclad ship to fight at sea while he was alive?

And what made him even more helpless was that his son was not interested in the navy, and was full of research and learning, and he strongly refused his idea of asking him to enter the navy.

And he kept clamoring to write a book that will last forever.

But Li Hu is very unoptimistic.

There are so many literati and Confucians in the world, but they have not written books that will last forever, so if you are a half-baked scholar, you can write it.

Fortunately, the grandson is very concerned about the navy, and is now studying at the Tianjin Wei Naval Academy.

People are selfish.

Although Li Hu has absolute loyalty to Zhu Zhangui, the family inheritance has lasted for so many years in Shenzhou.

When Li Hu retires in the future, he really can't accept that there is no Li family in the entire navy.

The devastating shelling of the navy completely frightened the little gourds.

Coupled with the fact that most of the commanding generals died, the little gourd was suddenly in chaos.

Flee for your life, hide for your life, no one thinks about fighting back at all.

As the vanguard, the first battalion of the Marine Corps went on a rampage all the way, and no one could stop it, and it went directly to the city of Kyoto.

The Emperor of the North, who was about to flee for his life, was directly blocked in the city.

"What to do? What to do? Didn't you say you could win the war? Now that the enemy is under the city, you tell me what to do?"

In the imperial palace in the city, the emperor of the north was so anxious that he jumped to his feet and scolded, and his saliva almost sprayed on the faces of the ministers below.

One by one, the ministers below lowered their heads and did not dare to say a word, allowing the emperor to scold them as if they were his grandson.

What else can be done about the war to this point?

The enemy has already blocked outside the door, and now there are only two options.

One is to fight to the death, and the other is to surrender with raised hands.

For these two options, many people prefer the latter, but no one dares to be the first to say it.

The people below were silent, and the emperor, who had been scolding for a long time, was also tired, and sat on the tatami mat with his butt and looked at the roof in despair.

"Aunt Amaterasu! Have you abandoned the kingdom of the Great Waigua? I beg you to use your power to help the little gourd pot survive this disaster!"

It's a pity that Aunt Amaterasu didn't pay attention to him.

It is estimated that the god Amaterasu is now being pressed to the ground by the land lord who accompanied the army on the expedition.

After all, in Lang Huaxia, it is not worth it to deal with the little gourd with a big fart, and it is not worth sending a great god out, and the land lord of a mansion is enough.

"Your Majesty, let's surrender!"

There was silence in the hall for a while, and finally one of the people said the offer to surrender.

Everyone, including the Emperor, looked at him, and after a long time, the Emperor slapped his thigh and pointed at him, saying, "Okay, I'll leave this matter to you, and we're waiting for the good news of your victorious return."

Chancellor: You old six...

After the navy occupied Kyoto Bay and surrounded Kyoto, it did not immediately attack.

The reason is that the unlucky typhoon is coming again.

Li Hu, who was resting in a courtyard, listened to the howling wind outside and shook his head helplessly.

What kind of bullshit is this, is it cursed by God?

This is the third typhoon since the beginning of June, and the wind is not small.

Fortunately, it arrived today, and if it was still on the sea, the battleship would suffer again.

Holding a cup of warm black tea in his hand, Li Hu leaned against the window and looked at the wind and rain outside, giving an order to be vigilant.

"Inform all troops to strengthen their vigilance to prevent these little gourds from counterattacking."

"After dawn tomorrow, send troops to the south to see if we can connect with the Shenji Battalion?"

Most of the enemies are here, and the resistance forces in various places must be very weak, and Li Hu guesses that the Shenji Battalion should not be far from here.

Li Hu was not wrong in his guess.

In order to rendezvous with the navy, the Shenji Battalion did not stop for a moment.

Even if it was a heavy rain and typhoon, Jianghuai would give the order to let the troops advance slowly.

At this time, the Shenji Battalion, which was advancing northward, was less than 80 miles away from the navy.

"You hear the cannons!"

Jiang Huai, who was sheltering from the rain in a thatched hut, stood up violently and looked at the wet spies.

The scout, who was trembling and steaming, nodded vigorously.

"When my subordinates were still ten miles away from Kyoto Bay, I heard the sound of a cannon that shook the sky."

"My subordinates guess that the navy should have launched an attack, but the little gourds don't have artillery."

Jiang Huai nodded approvingly, walked to the map location and looked at it for a while, and said loudly to Zhang Xian, who was waiting next to him.

"Tell me to go down, rest well tonight, and at dawn tomorrow, regardless of whether the wind and rain have stopped, immediately move closer to Kyoto!"

After giving the order for tomorrow, Jiang Huai walked to the side again, and sat on the table of the communication soldier.

"Has Your Highness been in contact with you?"

The communications man, who had been calling, shook his head.

"The wind and rain are too strong, which affects the signal transmission, and there is no communication for the time being!"

Jiang Huai frowned.

This thing is not as good as I imagined, but it can't be contacted with a little wind and rain, and it feels a little unreliable.

"Since you can't get in touch, let's turn it off and save some electricity."

Not sure if the sun will come out tomorrow, JAC asked the other party to stop the call and save some electricity on the walkie-talkie.

There was no word for the night, and the storm left early in the morning of the second day, and the weather was clear.

"Sting, stinging... 014 Call 010, please answer when you receive it, please answer when you receive it!"

The communications soldier, who was following the team, hurriedly picked up the walkie-talkie hanging around his neck and said loudly.

"010 received010 received, please speak!"

"King 010 asks where you've arrived."

The communications soldier was just about to answer, when Jiang Huai, who heard the ringing of the walkie-talkie, strode over and picked up the walkie-talkie and replied loudly.

"Tell the king that we are close to Kyoto, the navy has launched an attack yesterday, and it is not clear what is going on there, but according to the spies, the navy should be going very well."

There was silence on the other side for a while, obviously conveying to Zhu Zhangui.

After a while, the voice sounded again from the other side.

"014 call 010, the king already knows, and orders your troops to hurry up and join the navy as quickly as possible."

"And order General Jianghuai Li Hu to carry out the Blood Cherry Blossom Plan after the occupation of Kyoto!"

After listening to the words, Jiang Huai said in a solemn voice.

"Please reply to the king, Jianghuai has received the order to carry out the Blood Sakura Plan after the repeated occupation of Kyoto!"

There was silence again, and after a while the voice of the signal soldier sounded solemnly.

"The king said."

Jiang Huai stood up straight, he knew that the other party was reading Zhu Zhangui's order.

"Jiang Huai don't have psychological pressure, if you can't accept this action, I can send Hu Yu, he doesn't have any psychological pressure to do these things."

Looking at the walkie-talkie, JAC answered without any hesitation.

"Please tell the king, JAC promises to complete the Blood Cherry Blossom Project!"

After speaking, he handed the walkie-talkie to the communications soldier, picked up the loudspeaker in Zhang Xian's hand and shouted.

"Brothers, speed up, the navy has already hit Kyoto, and we won't even be able to drink soup if it's too late!"

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