Chapter Forty-Seven: The Diplomatic Rhetoric of the Moire

Daming's artillery really lives up to the name of the world's first.

In particular, this short-barreled artillery that charges with the synchronized troops, although the firing range is only two miles, but its convenience and speed are incomparable to any artillery.

The tall Yun Zhen was in charge of the artillery units in this army, and he didn't even have to look for the opponent's artillery position on the battlefield, because the smoke that kept rising was enough for him to know that it was an artillery position.

This short-barreled gun, known as the Tiger Squat Cannon, was placed in a hidden place, and after adjusting the angle slightly, an artillery crew immediately loaded a shell with a tail into the Tiger Squat Cannon.

There was a "tom" sound, followed by a black dot roaring into the air, and in an instant, it exploded in the thickest place on the opposite side.

Yun Zhen was overjoyed, drew his long knife and pointed at the first tiger squat cannon, signaling the rest of the artillery to follow.

After seeing the sound of more dense explosions coming from the opposite side, Moire led the army into a clearing.

"Pass fast, pass fast, don't stop."

Moire shouted loudly, and took the lead in advancing quickly with his waist bent.

At this moment, a group of British infantrymen dressed in bright red clothes and wearing high hats suddenly appeared in front of the moire with a neat step, led by a bagpipe-blowing soldier.

Seeing that when these people raised their guns and aimed forward, the Yun clan soldiers were already lying on the ground in unison according to the drills, and the two sides fired almost at the same time, and the lead bullets fired by the British's smoothbore guns did not know where to fly, but the bullets of the Yun clan soldiers gave the British great damage.

Moire was surprised to find that these British soldiers in red uniforms did not pay attention to their comrades who fell to the ground, but stood there straight, stood upright, poured gunpowder into the barrel, then stuffed the lead bullet into it, pulled out the through strip and inserted it into the barrel, tamped the gunpowder and lead bullet tightly, and then pulled out the pass strip, inserted it back into place, raised the gun and shot, and so on.

Their movements were neat and skillful, but in the time period when they were preparing, the Yun clan soldiers had already fired three shots.

When the British fired the first shot, the gunfire was as dense as fried beans, when the British fired the second shot, the gunfire was sparse, and when the British fired the third robbery, only a few chats remained.

Seeing the British troops on the opposite side fall to the ground, Moire was overjoyed, and jumped up again and said, "Keep charging." ”

Killing their opponents with ease greatly boosted the morale of these Yun Clan soldiers, like a torrent of black steel passing through this flat and narrow area.

Grenades, artillery, and a surging black army spread across the emerald green island, and all the places eroded by the black torrent were in shambles.

The soldiers of the Yun clan have never had the idea of pity for ammunition, they will throw grenades into houses when they encounter them, and when they encounter enemy troops, Yun Zhen's will drop cannonballs on their heads.

The British could often only inflict certain casualties on the Yun clan soldiers in the first round of strikes, but unfortunately, before they could launch the second round, they would be strangled by the Yun clan's fierce guns and bullets.

The sun had set, and a castle appeared in front of the clouds.

This was Raymond's Doge's Mansion on West Island.

Without hesitation, Yunwen immediately ordered his subordinates to suppress the fire of the city with rifles, while Yunzhen continued to bombard the stone-built castle with artillery, and in an instant, this beautiful castle was also plunged into a sea of fire.

A heavy cannon fell from the top of the city and slammed into the ground, and an even larger explosion erupted at the top of the city.

Moire looked at the flying stones and artillery parts, and said to Lao Zhou, who was blocking him: "They can't put gunpowder at the head of the city, right?" ”

Lao Zhou snorted and said: "This is something that can only be thought about after the war, and now we must hurry up and break through this fortress." ”

The sound of artillery bombardment on the sea became more and more intensive, Yun Zhen pushed over a light cannon, the barrel of this gun is flat, completely different from the tiger squat cannon, after the muzzle of the cannon was aimed at the strong city gate, Yun Zhen pulled the rope with his own hands, and there was a thunderclap, and the solid gate had been blown open a hole, and then, countless grenades were thrown along the hole.

There was a dense explosion behind the gate, and Yunzhen's artillery also took the opportunity to bombard the city gate twice, and when the smoke cleared, the broken castle gate had fallen to the ground, revealing the wretched corpses in the cave of the city gate.

Seeing that the cloud pattern was about to rush forward again, Lao Zhou dragged him and said, "I don't need you at this time." ”

Sure enough, those well-trained Yun clan soldiers had already raised their shields and rushed into the city gate with a shout.

"Occupy the commanding heights, set up the forward position, and the tiger squats on the city wall."

Moire shouted chaotically, and I don't know if his subordinates heard him clearly, but what he said has been carried out by his subordinates.

Moire looked at the men, women, and children scurrying around in the castle, and couldn't help laughing, "Find Raymond, I want his head." ”

Lao Zhou shouted, and quickly came over more than a dozen big men to firmly protect the cloud pattern in the middle, their muzzles pointing outward, monitoring the enemies that might appear in every direction.

Seriously, Lao Zhou didn't have any joy of victory over more than 3,000 people to capture an island, and it would be very unreasonable for such an army to lose in the face of people who were much less armed than them.

For him, he has gained too much over the years, and if something happens to this young master in the crowd, the consequences may be more serious than defeat.

The gunfire behind the castle seemed to be very dense, Lao Zhou knew that this was the black helpers in Lao Chang's mouth were attacking the castle from another direction, and the British soldiers guarding the castle knew that the gate in front had been captured, they were not in chaos, and they were still fighting hard.

The soldiers of the Yun clan in black uniforms shot down every British man they met, and tied up every British woman and child they met.

They searched and advanced, dropping bombs in every room, and the magnificent British Governor's Palace was like a blasting site, with explosions coming and going.

When Moire came to Raymond's study, the largest British official in the Far East sat quietly in a chair, his hair was not messed up at all, there was a shelf on his left hand side, on which hung a silver-white wig with curls, and on his right hand, there was a short fire gun, but the gunpowder and lead bullet in the fire gun had been poured out by the Yun clan soldiers who came in advance and placed on the table.

In Raymond's right-hand seat, sat the man who thought he was also wearing a wig, who appeared quiet, holding a teacup in his hand, taking a sip from time to time.

An officer of the Yun clan whispered in Yunwen's ear, "The French governor, Jean Pierre, is a guest. ”

Moire nodded and came to Pierre's front and said, "Mr. Governor, now, I have some very personal things to discuss with Governor Raymond, I wonder if Your Excellency the Governor can go outside the door to inspect the brave warriors of my Ming Empire?" ”

Pierre smiled, "It is my pleasure, young Mr. Colonel, may I have the privilege of knowing your name?" ”

After listening to the explanation, Pierre put down his teacup and stood up and bent slightly.

Moire laughed and said, "I have a noble surname - Yun, my name is Moire!" ”

Even if there was no interpreter to explain this sentence, Pierre was still taken aback, he knew that in the Daming Kingdom in the East, the surname Yun often represented the royal family.

So, he bent down again and said, "It's a great honor." ”

With that, he left Raymond's study with his adjutant.

When Pierre was gone, Moire came to Raymond, who was sitting in a chair, and first fiddled with the wig he had placed on the table, and said, "The late King Louis XIII of France was called the Sun King by my uncle, and he also said that this name may also be the title of the current little emperor of France."

My uncle also said that he called Louis XIII the Sun King because he had a bald head comparable to the sun!

In order to cover his baldness, he made other people's hair and braided it into a wig and put it on.

So, Mr. Raymond, you are not bald, why do you wear a wig too? ”

Raymond did not react to the frivolous language of the moire, but said in a deep voice: "This wig is a gift from Governor Pierre, I like it very much, if the young Mr. Colonel is interested in this wig, then take it." ”

Moire shook his head and said, "What I said to you just now is the words of my dear uncle who sarcastically mocked my majestic father, for my father was also bald, but his bald head was the most important symbol of glory in his life, a by-product of a great victory.

That's why he hates any wig, including the damned French-made wigs that General Han Xiufen sent to him, and he always says that they smell of dead people. ”

Raymond listened to the gunfire outside the study gradually subsided, and couldn't help but sigh: "Dear uncle, majestic father, could it be that you are a prince of the Ming Empire?"

It is really rare for a prince who leads the army with his parents and children and participates in front-line wars. ”

Moire smiled: "I have two princely brothers, they do not participate in the war, as for my dear uncle, it is entirely because my uncle never beats me, and the only way my father taught me is to beat, so there is nothing difficult to understand." ”

Raymond looked at the cloud pattern and said, "I think I already know whose heir you are, but you have already won the victory, and the time of the low tide is coming, why should you waste your time here?" ”

Moire sighed and said, "Our navy is at war with your navy, and it will be very troublesome if I can't get on the ship at low tide, but I have found a lot of gold in your treasury, a lot of gold.

As a child of the royal family, I think it would be a good deal for the navy to hold on a little longer so that I can send away the gold and silver coins here. ”