The drum beats.

The Royal Guards Battalion, dressed in a very different uniform, ascended the riverbank.

Soon, a cavalry team of more than 100 people began to assemble their positions to drive away the scattered soldiers of Zhang Xianzhong's troops around them.

Hundreds of large and small ships on the shore shouted trumpets and disembarked in turn.

On the ship, Zhao Guangning, who was an artillery soldier, untied his armor sullenly. It was a set of Spanish conquest armor, with a Spanish faceless helmet on the head, a silver-plated breastplate in the center, and a sharkskin-wrapped waist knife decorated with jade.

At this moment, he put down the monoculars in his hand, raised his thumb and compared them, left the cabin, and commanded his men to carry out a twelve-pounder cannon ashore.

Soon, a herald brought Zhu Cihong's order.

"Shoot at the walls!"

Zhao Guangning, who received the order, asked his artillerymen to hold medium pins. After a while, the artilleryman took a medium pin and stuck it behind the gun, and hammered it inside. Zhao Guangning took out a level and tied a jack pendant in front of him. Watch the angle of the cannon body move.

When the cannon body was placed at a position of about nineteen degrees, Zhao Guangning shouted: "Okay! ”

When the gunner heard this, he immediately let go.

At this moment, Zhao Guangning took out a feather and hung it in the air, looking at the customs to the northwest six degrees, and finally said a few words, and said to the gunner: "Place the gunpowder bag in the No. 3 package." ”

Not long after, the gunner came over with a cloth bag with the number 3 written on it, put the cloth bag into the muzzle, and poked it with a stick tied with sackcloth.

Zhao Guangning looked at the stabbing and shouted good. Random live ammunition.

Live ammunition was also put into the muzzle of the gun, and then stabbed in with a burlap stick. After a long time, Zhao Guangning personally picked up the ruler. Proofreading Wuchang City, three miles away. Not long after, he thrust the iron spine into the cannon hole. Piercing the cloth pocket, he took out the lead and inserted it into the blast hole.

Seeing this, Zhao Guangning suddenly took out a cigar that he didn't know where to put it, lit it with a twister, and used a cigar a little.

After doing this, Zhao Guangning turned around and walked towards the dock where Zhu Cihong was: "The task is complete!" ”

At this moment, in an open space in front of the pier, Zhu Cihong stood on a temporary high platform and watched the infantry begin to assemble.

This is a very different kind of infantry.

They wore cowhide boots. Wearing white leggings, wearing a red stand-up collar shirt on his upper body, and an armed belt around his waist, he shouted slogans, and he arrayed them step by step, and the sound of leather boots on the ground trampled with an extraordinarily condensed solemnity.

In the first three columns, each of them wears a crisp short-brimmed cylindrical mink hat in the height of summer.

This proves that they were the heroic troops who participated in the Battle of Zhangqiu and defeated Abatai. The short-brimmed cylinder mink hats on the top of the head were all obtained from the Manchu harvests.

The last two columns also have Cangzi embroidered with a small seal on their sleeves, which means that they are the honorary divisions who participated in the Cangzhou raid.

Equally. There are also some warriors with a mixture of German, Lijin and Kaifeng armbands.

And such an honor-in-one unit is, of course, the most complete unit in Zhu Cihong's hands: the personal guard battalion.

As the unit with the most serious battle losses among Zhu Cihong's troops, the personal guard battalion was the unit with the fastest recovery in combat strength among Zhu Cihong's troops.

As the personal entourage of Zhu Cihong, they accepted the warriors of various units to be recruited into the camp at all times. Apparently. The warriors who can be drawn out of the various units and valued by the personal guard battalion are all strong soldiers.

Such a result allowed the Guards Battalion to bring Zhu Cihong into Wuchang even when the troops were seriously damaged after the war.

Wuchang City.

The roaring cannon sound shook everyone up and down Wuchang.

Zhang Xianzhong is also in an emergency military situation. Dressed in scattered clothes, he rushed out of the Chu Palace. As for the unfortunate Chu King Zhu Huakui, he had been mocked by Zhang Xianzhong and drowned in the lake.

Zhang Xianzhong soon learned of the enemy: "The official army is coming? ”

"Just outside the city. It's already in line! Zhang Dingguo said in a deep voice.

"How many? Who is the leader? ”

"One thousand and five! Zhu Cihong, the prince of the Ming Dynasty! ”

"How many armor soldiers?"

"No ......"

"So what are you waiting for! Ke Wang, Wen Xiu, and Neng Qi each led their troops to gather around me. designated the country as the former military governor; Zhang Junyong was the governor of the right army; Ma Yuanli was the governor of the left army; Feng Shuangli was the governor of the rear army. The army departed. Capture the Ming Prince alive! Zhang Xianzhong was excited.

Suddenly, Zhang Xianzhong gathered his troops and horses to gather 100,000 officers and soldiers, and slaughtered towards Moon Bay.

When Zhu Cihong's army had already buried the pot to eat and drink, and re-lined up to clean up, Zhang Xianzhong's army finally arrived.

The first to arrive was the core army under Zhang Xianzhong.

The governors of the four armies, each of which led his troops in formation, began to slowly rush forward. And Zhang Xianzhong let the three righteous sons and the pro-army surround themselves in the core.

"Haha, it's only 1,500 people. Didn't Zhu Cihong Mo fight stupidly in Jinan, Shandong? Zhang Xianzhong saw that there was indeed a queue of 1,500 people on the dock, and immediately laughed.

"Attack!"

Soon, Zhang Dingguo was the former military governor; Zhang Junyong was the governor of the right army; Ma Yuanli was the governor of the left army; Feng Shuangli's army as the governor of the rear army began to set off.

There were nearly 20,000 people in total, and they pressed up.

Zhu Cihong looked at the line infantry arranged in five sections, with a total of 500 columns, and quietly smiled a little proudly.

He pulled a small pistol out of his sleeve.

The musket delicately inlaid with pearls and jade is very exquisite, and it represents the top level of the Ming military industry. And this is the credit of Zhao Guangning.

This gunner, who was born in Macao and has been mixed with Western craftsmen since he was a child, is highly skilled, and in Nanjing, he has a close friendship with Bi Maokang, who was once the right attendant of Nanjing's household department.

In this way, the two technical nerds are mixed together, and it is natural to specialize in firearms. And this is where Zhu Cihong and Zhao Guangning met, and soon Zhu Cihong met Bi Maokang through Zhao Guangning.

At this time, Bi Maokang had completed the research and development of the self-generated firearm nine years ago.

The flintlock pistol uses a trigger to drive the hammer to hit the flint flakes through the spring, and through the rapid friction with the flint flakes, the sparks ignite the gunpowder, so it is not necessary to drag a long lit arquebus during combat like the arquebus, which cannot be used in rainy days, and the light of the arquebus at night is easy to expose the shooter.

In this way, the arquebus, which was originally a skilled shooter who could only fire two or three times a minute, could be upgraded to a maximum of 12 rounds a minute after evolving to a flintlock pistol.

It's a pity that the military workshop in Zhu Cihong's hands processed day and night, and was busy for a month, and still under the restriction of high production difficulties, only 2,000 flintlock pistols named Chongzhen's sixteen-year rifle were provided. After deducting the wear and tear of spare, training consumption, and breakdowns, Zhu Cihong took a personal guard battalion of 1,500 people, armed with Chongzhen's 16-year rifle, to set foot on the land of Wuchang.

[Follow my WeChat public account: a few words of micro-words. I'm going to show you what these military uniforms look like, and ~the red envelopes for you~] (To be continued.) )