Bring the whole war back to Nanming

Chapter 115

Three days later, Lushun simple port.

A few Tartars were bored and huddled in the tavern by the port to keep warm, drink, brag and flatter.

In the light of the fire, a middle-aged Tatar put down his wine glass and said mysteriously: "Hey! Have you heard about it? The Ninggu Pagoda in the north was completely burned down by a fire, and no bannermen escaped." come out."

The tartar who was drinking with him refused to accept it and retorted: "What else is there? In this snowy day, all the fires have been extinguished. How could it be completely burned?"

"Isn't it? It's strange to say that the fire in our stove is yellow-red, but I heard from relatives over there that the fire in Ninggu Pagoda can be seen from a distance as a light green flame rushing straight into the sky. Very soon, it is said that too many people died in the city, and the resentment was so heavy that even the firelight changed color..."

In order to accentuate the strange atmosphere, the middle-aged Tatar deliberately lowered his voice and aroused the curiosity of other Tatars.

"boom!"

boom!
The tavern was trembling, oh no, it was the ground that was trembling, and the middle-aged tartar who spoke startled himself: "Dilong turned over! Everyone, run!" He was the first to escape from the tavern.

The people behind immediately reacted and rushed out of the door, for fear that if they were too slow, they would be buried by the collapsing tavern.

The last tartar ran out of the tavern, and after looking back, he bumped into the middle-aged tartar who ran out first with a bang: "Oh, why don't you run away?"

The middle-aged Tartar ignored it and stared blankly at the distant sea.Noticing his abnormality, the other Tartars stopped running and followed their gazes to see an outrageously huge warship... Mmm!It is more appropriate to describe it as an island, heading towards the coastline.

boom!The deep purple laser beam hit the damaged city wall of Lushun, leaving a deep scratch. The dilapidated city wall finally failed to hold up and collapsed.Getting closer, getting closer, the black ark put down countless small boats, carrying the first wave of "cannon fodder", and began to land on the beach.

"This is not an earth dragon turning over! It's an enemy attack! Go back to the city and report to the master!"

For a while, there was no one in the empty pier, and the Tartars scrambled to escape to Lushun, and countless slipped and wrestled.In fact, they didn't need to report. The collapse of the entire city wall was enough to attract the attention of the Lushun guards. All the Tartars and Han troops in Lushun canceled their vacations and returned to the barracks to rush to the dock one after another.

It's a pity that the Tartars were too late after all. The "cannon fodder" came in groups of threes and fours with fairly handy weapons and medium-sized armor, established a beachhead, and attacked the arriving Tartars.

Wars collided, sharp weapons entered the flesh, and the Tartars stayed outside the pass. Except for Shengjing and other places, they were all garrisoned by the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled. They never thought that the Ming army would land from the sea.

In a hasty fight, the Tartars suffered heavy casualties.On the one hand, they were fighting for freedom, and on the other hand, they were just for food. The Tartars who lacked horses resisted and fled on a large scale. The Tartar guards abandoned their men and fled into Lushun City in a hurry. off.

The "cannon fodder" reached the collapsed city wall, stopped, and waited for artillery support from the rear.Naturally, the black ark lived up to expectations. It fired three volleys, and the deep purple laser beam fell from the sky, hitting the tartar militia who were hiding behind the collapsed city wall and wanted to attack.

They couldn't figure it out until they died, what kind of thing fell from the sky and evaporated them from the world.

The guard struggled to crawl out from among the dozens of charred corpses, gasping heavily, looking at the militiamen with lingering fears, still in a dazed state.

who I am?where am I?Where do I come from?Where are you going?The Tartar guard, who was gradually recovering his hearing, sat in the pile of corpses and kept questioning himself. He didn't notice that dozens of gray-bearded dwarves climbed into the city wall with only a little foundation left, held a small ax, passed by him, and survived with a single blow. The Tartar guards will be sent to hell.

"Good fight! I didn't expect you to overestimate the barbarians. I thought there would be a bloody landing and siege battle. Now it seems that our enemies are vulnerable."

Prince Charis put down the binoculars and was in a good mood.

"What the commander said is that in front of the great black ark, any enemy will be enraged by the magic cannon!"

Marshall is quite proud. The black ark was originally his property, and he regards the black ark as his own child. If the child strives for success, he will also be honored.

Charis turned around and said to Marshall who stood respectfully behind him: "At most half a day, Lushun can be taken, and I will go up to preside over Lushun's various affairs. You leave the slaves and food, and you can return to the south. There is a bold plan in this letter, please forward it to your lord for me."

Ordering the Black Ark to continue to provide fire support to the ground troops, Prince Charis walked out of the control room, explained a few words, and returned to the cabin to rest.

As soon as he left, Marshall showed an ecstatic expression on his back: "Charles has to stay in the north, then the command of the Ark will fall back into my hands, after all, no one knows my "child" better than me." .”

The depression that had been suppressed by Charis today was swept away. Looking at Lushun in the distance, Marshall's eyes lit up, and he greedily sucked in a sea breeze.

"I smell the smell of slaves. Although the world is different, the cause of slavery is the same. This time I go south, I must convince you to allow me to go to various continents to collect slaves."

Marshall is hopeless, he is obsessed with the slave trade and cannot extricate himself, if he is allowed to live in peace and stability, he will probably be sent to the Daming Royal Mental Hospital the next day. (None of the dark elves are normal)

The battle progressed smoothly. In less than half a day, the Tartar soldiers remaining in Lushun in the southeast corner of the city surrendered to Chares under the leadership of the last Niulu Erzhen (an official position like a Tartar centurion) in the city.

The city of Lushun experienced magic cannons and large-scale magic baptisms. The buildings in the city were severely damaged, and more than a thousand people were affected.

Prince Charis is wearing a shiny lion armor, carrying a white lion battle ax on his shoulders, and a snow-white elf horse on his crotch. The admirable aura of domineering drifts in the city of Lushun, regardless of race. , Regardless of the region, they raised their arms to pay tribute to him.

Surrounded by white lions, Prince Charis stood on a natural boulder and delivered his speech.

"First of all! Congratulations to all of you who have used your actual actions to fight for your own living space in the future! Lushun will be our safe haven in this world! I, Charis, declare that whether you are an evil greenskin or a vengeful Dwarves, I will tolerate you! There is no racial discrimination here! Everyone is equal! They are all citizens of Lushun!"

"Long live Charis!" The surrounding "cannon fodder" cheered happily. If it weren't for the white lion guards to maintain order, they might have lifted Prince Charis and threw him into the sky.

It’s already winter now, and it’s probably not efficient for people to repair the city. You must know that winter in the Northeast is covered with white snow. If you step on it, half of your body will be sunk in snowdrifts. Difficult, let alone physical work.

So Charis followed the trend and gave everyone a two-month winter vacation, except of course the 5000 dark elves who came ashore with him. In their original world, they lived on the vast frozen wasteland in the north of the New World. Snow is nothing to them.

Under the order of their distant relative Charis, the hard-working dark elves started a two-month hard restoration project. Of course, thousands of captives were all handed over to them. Look at their creation. .

　Every day when I come home from get off work or before going to work, I am coding, and the speed is horribly slow.well……

　　
　
(End of this chapter)