1890 King of Southeast Asia

"Everyone! On this beautiful day, let's toast to the commander-in-chief!"

"Come to the commander-in-chief!"

"Hahaha!"

"I will definitely drink Yuwen's wine! Today, everyone will not go home until they are drunk!" Li Songqing raised a two-cent cup and drank it all in one gulp. His face flushed as he spoke, as if he was already drunk.

It was the night of June 1st. Li Songqing was forced to summon officers... officers who were not recorded by the company, and came to Chunmanlou to not only eat and drink, but also have fun.

Li Songqing looked happy and did not look forced at all. Everything started in the afternoon.

...

In the afternoon, Jiang Baoxiang, according to Sun Zairen's order, pulled Li Songqing to the warehouse area of ​​Hanyeping Iron and Steel Plant, and the two went straight to the warehouse near the river.

Hualala~~

The iron door slowly slid to both sides driven by the motor, revealing the "confidence" hidden inside.

"Hiss~" Li Songqing took a breath of cold air after seeing what was inside, making a small contribution to global warming.

What came into view were eight rows of huge iron racks, each 1.2 meters wide and with six layers, with shells placed in an interlaced manner on each layer, and there was no end in sight.

"There are about 100,000 shells of various types here, these are for 76mm guns, the ones inside are for 105mm guns, and the ones inside are for 37 or 47 small guns." Jiang Baoxiang took Li Songqing in.

At this time, Li Songqing felt that Nanhua was too bold, and at the same time he was deeply worried, thinking about whether to assemble the 21st Mixed Brigade tonight to catch Nanhua off guard.

"This is a rifle, you should know it, I won't introduce it." Jiang Baoxiang took him to a wooden rack.

"Further inside, there are some sundries, explosives, fuses, mines, and some parts and so on, nothing to see." Jiang Baoxiang said, and took Li Songqing to the second warehouse.

"This!" Li Songqing was stunned.

The second warehouse was opened, and the first thing that came into view was still eight huge iron racks, and they were still artillery shells, but the shells on them were much larger.

"It's still artillery shells. The outermost ones are 203mm artillery shells, there are only a few hundred rounds here, and the ones behind are 152mm artillery shells, thousands of rounds." Jiang Baoxiang was secretly happy, but he said calmly on the surface.

"203mm artillery shells?! Do you have cannons of this caliber?" Li Songqing was shocked.

"Yes, there are more than one. You will know more news when you become a member of "us." Jiang Baoxiang felt as happy as eating iced watermelon in the dog days of summer.

"Almost. After the artillery shells are rifles, and behind them are cannons. There are twelve 152mm cannons and twelve 105mm cannons here."

"Wait, so many ammunitions are placed on the shelves like this, don't you do moisture-proofing?" Li Songqing asked as he looked at these weapons and ammunition.

"These don't need to be stored for a long time, why do they need to be moisture-proof? Even if the shells are soaked for a few days, they can still be fired." Jiang Baoxiang looked at Li Songqing with a look of a fool.

Li Songqing was speechless. Indeed, they had revealed their cards and would act tonight.

But are these all ready for immediate use? His 21st Mixed Brigade only had four or five thousand people. These two warehouses together were more expensive than his entire brigade. It really wasn't that expensive!

"There are a few more warehouses, but they are all similar. Do you want to continue looking?" Jiang Baoxiang pointed to the warehouse next to him with an impatient look on his face.

"Excuse me, how much ammunition have we prepared?" Li Songqing asked cautiously.

"The headquarters' documents record that it is enough to arm 100,000 people and fight for a month." Jiang Baoxiang thought for a while and said.

"Only one month?" Li Songqing felt that he seemed to be a little hasty.

"Yes, it is calculated based on the consumption of 3,000 rounds per artillery battalion." Jiang Baoxiang nodded. Of course, the consumption of artillery shells of different calibers and different purposes is different. He just said the amount of ammunition for the 76 gun.

As a pure infantry support artillery, the 76 gun is not very good in Nanhua, just a supplementary firepower.

"So many? Only one month? You are really rich..." Li Songqing was shocked. Has his 21st Mixed Brigade ever fired 3,000 rounds of artillery shells since its establishment? No, right?

"This is not a lot, but it doesn't matter after the firing. The arsenal is producing continuously, plus the stored materials, there will be no shortage of ammunition for at least three months." Jiang Baoxiang said.

He looked at Li Songqing's shocked look and felt very proud and balanced!

Because some time ago, he also listened to Sun Zairen saying these words in this way! At that time, his performance was worse than Li Songqing.

Li Songqing was convinced by these confidences. After all, the things were here, and he checked them immediately, and he couldn't fake them.

Hence, there was this Chun Man Lou banquet.

That night, Chun Man Lou was packed with officers. The drunk officers hugged the girls and whispered to each other, and the ones who were not drunk kept toasting with cups.

Li Songqing also drank a lot, but except for the first pot of wine, the rest was basically water.

…

At the same time, Jiang Baoxiang took advantage of the night and came to the 21st Mixed Brigade.

The soldier guarding the gate obviously knew him, looked around, took him in, and walked to the door of a small house.

"Baoxiang, you are here." Officer Jin Zhaolong gave Jiang Baoxiang a hug.

"Zhaolong, how is it?" Jiang Baoxiang pushed Jin Zhaolong in.

Because he subconsciously felt that it was unsafe to talk outside.

"We have contacted the brothers of the third battalion, as well as the cavalry and the engineering team. They are all ready and are just waiting for the order from the headquarters!" Jin Zhaolong said excitedly.

"Okay! You will attack the Governor's Mansion directly, and the third battalion will attack the arsenal. By the way, what about the artillery?" Jiang Baoxiang asked.

The soldiers of the artillery have the highest cultural level and are also a large concentration of revolutionary parties. They should not have been mobilized.

"The artillery shells have been confiscated. I will personally lead the troops to attack the arsenal. After taking down the arsenal, I will bomb the Governor's Mansion!" Jin Zhaolong looked a little embarrassed. He felt that he had not done well, and turned around to call people to set off.

"No need! The plan remains unchanged. You lead the cavalry, the engineering team, and the artillery soldiers to surround the barracks and attract more people to participate in the revolution. Your battalion will continue to attack the Governor's Mansion, but you have to wait." Jiang Baoxiang stopped him.

"Wait?"

"Wait, wait until 12 o'clock at night, the headquarters will bombard the Governor's Mansion, after the bombardment is over, rush in as soon as possible to confirm Duan Fang's life or death."

"Understood, I want to see him alive, and I want to see his body dead!" Jin Zhaolong nodded.

"Check the watch, it's 9:37 pm now."

"The sound of the gun is the order, no action without the sound of the gun!"

...

At 11:40 pm, four gunboats slowly stopped by the river.

The gunners were nervously preparing, and the shells were directly moved to the deck.

At 12 o'clock, with the order of the gunner, the 152 naval guns emitted huge flames and made a deafening sound.

"Is it the sound of the gun? Is it?" Jin Zhaolong was waiting anxiously, and heard a thunderous sound, jumped up and asked.

boom!

A huge fire rose in the distance, and after a few seconds, the sound of explosions also came.

"Cannons! Heavy cannons! Brothers! Cannons are firing, revolution!" Jin Zhaolong took out his pistol, fired a few shots into the air, and yelled.

"Go, pass the order down, those who are loyal to the revolution will follow me to attack the Governor's Mansion, and those who are unwilling just need to stay in the barracks tonight, and I will guarantee their safety!" Jin Zhaolong wanted to rush out, but fortunately he did not forget his mission.

"Horse team! Go and see if the first battalion needs help, don't let Duan Fang the thief run away!" Jin Zhaolong saw that the situation was under control and sent the horse team out.

boom! boom! boom!

In the distance, the fierce explosions did not stop for a long time. For Jin Zhaolong, every explosion was so pleasant.

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