Lu Ming

Flying spears, crowded crowds, gun heads protruding from the crack of the door, friction between bones and metal, roaring warriors, pouring blood... Between civilization and barbarism, the most real battle unfolds again. contest.

A few more rounds of gunfire followed.When all the native ramming teams carrying wooden stakes were knocked down, there was a sharp whistling sound of bamboo tools from behind.Then, the natives receded like a tide.

"Huh..." Gu Ming, who was standing on the bamboo frame, was still nervous by the fierce battle even though he was not on the front line.Seeing the natives retreat, he was temporarily relieved.

"Third Master, it's not good." Gu Ming has been in Lizhuo Fort for a few months, and now he is an expert in firearms: "Listen, there are fewer people getting angry!"

Wu Meng's complexion on the side has sunk enough to squeeze out water: "At least I can get through today."

The Malay Peninsula, located in the equatorial belt, belongs to the oceanic monsoon belt. The climate is humid and rainy, and the air humidity is above 70% all the year round.

The Cone Fort was built in a hurry, and from the beginning there was no resource to build a special constant temperature and humidity arsenal.Now that the rainy season is here, the humidity in the air is overwhelming.Black gunpowder, which had already experienced resurgence before, in today's battle, the misfire rate began to increase visible to the naked eye, even the gunners and gunners had canopies above their heads.

Misfortunes never come singly, due to the long-term lack of supplies, the stock of gunpowder in Fort Licone has now bottomed out, and there is no room for selection.

Habitually looking up at the sky, I found that under the gray sky, there were only endless rain lines falling, and the geometry of the sky could not be seen at all.At this time, Gu Ming remembered that he was assigned a pocket watch.I took out my watch and looked: it was not yet 4 pm.

Cursing, Gu Ming turned around and said, "I'll go to the back door to have a look."

Wu Sanye nodded: "If the back door is fast, send a few people over."

"Save!"

While Gu Ming was talking, he took his two brothers and climbed down from the bamboo frame together, and ran for the back door.

Today, the routines of the offensive and defensive sides are already very clear to each other.Just like the finals in Game [-], both sides are exhausted, what remains is more willpower, and there is no magic trick to speak of.

The attackers with poor technological capabilities, relying on their numerical and environmental advantages, launched continuous attacks on the only main entrance that could transport troops on a large scale, consuming their opponent's supplies with their lives.

The defending side, which has a technological advantage, is limited by insufficient supplies, but is completely blocked inside the fortress.The chain reaction triggered by this, such as malaria, has become a weight to accelerate the collapse of the defender, forming a vicious circle.

It is already a huge victory for the original site selection that Lizhuobao can persist until now.

The natives of the tropical islands lack the thousands of years of castle attack and defense experience of their counterparts in cold regions.Even though the aborigines learned to build ladders and ants to attack the city with a "brainstorming idea", when a scoop of kerosene was poured on the top of the city, and the seven or eight-meter-high ladder and ants were easily burned into skewers, the aborigines could only fight honestly. Started a fight.

This is also an important reason why Lizhuobao can persist until now.

After trotting all the way, it didn't take long for Gu Ming to arrive at the back door.

The back door is also a gentle slope.Compared with the front door, the black rock platform that is almost close to the coast makes the road from the back door to the pier short and narrow.

In this way, the defensive area and pressure of the back door are much smaller.

Now, this short slope is sandwiched by the wooden pile walls on both sides.

In addition, the rock platform is at the back door, which is a tangent line slightly extending towards the sea.Anyone attempting to go around the sides of the beach to attack the back door would first slow down on the muddy sand and then be shot at an eighty-degree angle from above and the stake wall.

Except for being careless at the beginning, the natives broke in once.After that, the defense of the back door can be regarded as impenetrable.After the aborigines have verified this truth with countless lives, they also gave up taking the back door as the main direction of attack.

Panting, Gu Ming got into the canopy, stretched his head to look down, and asked tightly, "How?"

A big man with beards, sitting on the gun emplacement, smoking a cigarette, said indifferently: "I rushed twice, and I retracted once the tide rose."

What appeared in front of shopkeeper Gu was a sandy beach with a width of only ten meters.

Bounded by the gentle slope separated by the wooden pile wall, on the left and right sides of the beach, there are many sharp slanting thorns with their backs facing each other.It is now the high tide stage, the beach has been covered by sea water, leaving only half of the horse sticking out its head.

Seeing that there is no worries at the back door for the time being, Gu Ming told the bearded man: "Transfer another team to the front door, it's tight there."

When the bearded man heard the words, he immediately waved his hand and ordered the other team in the canopy to go to the front door.

Looking at the back door defense team with less than 30 people left, Gu Ming asked worriedly: "Can you hold it for two days?"

The bearded man smacked his lips, shook his head and said, "I'm afraid the gunpowder will be suspended tomorrow, so it's hard to say."

"I'm afraid the savage also understands, there is something tonight, you should be more vigilant."

Gu Ming raised his binoculars, desperately looking for the flickering figures at the end of the stone platform, and murmured unconsciously: "It's been about a year, and so many robes and fathers and sons... I'm afraid these savages, no matter how stupid they are, will listen to them." Is there not enough gunfire?"

The sound of "cracking" lightning instantly illuminated the night sky.The blue and white background of extreme light exposure not only shows the pouring rain irrigating the world, but also the small flow of people like ants.

In the middle of the night, there were shouts of killing one after another.

Gu Ming thrust the spear out forcefully, and then felt the familiar resistance.At this moment, through the simple gate, he saw the face of the opposite warrior through the corner of the lightning.

The bare-chested aboriginal warrior opened his mouth wide, and blood flowed like a waterfall between his white teeth, blending with his face smeared with chalk patterns, like a ghost.

"The evil spirits are to die!"

Amidst the stern shouting, Gu Ming twitched vigorously, and saw the native warrior clutching his chest, and fell down amidst the rising pools of blood.

Before he could take a breath, another figure rushed up, trying to insert the sharp spear in his hand into the crack of the door.Gu Ming, with quick hands and quick eyes, immediately stabbed again with all his strength, creating a second ghost under the gun.

After fighting like this for about half an hour, the natives finally retreated again.

Dragging his tired body and panting heavily, shopkeeper Gu slowly backed up to the ring-shaped sandbag fortification, and leaned against it weakly.

At this time, an arm shining with metallic luster stretched out from the side: "Shopkeeper, you are very skilled, drink some water."

Among Gu Ming's subordinates, there are mostly tall and tough northerners.Today, the few with the best physical strength have been incorporated into the strategic reserve team led by He Biandan.

Tonight, all the reserve team members who can wear heavy armor are already on standby in the fortification behind the door.Just wait for the gate to fall, and then go up and fight the natives.

"Gududu" took a few sips of cold water, and the shopkeeper Gu who came back to his senses "Dangdang" knocked on his brother's steel shell head: "Thank you, good brother."

After finishing speaking, Gu Ming wiped the rainwater off his face, and staggered up the bamboo platform.

As soon as he poked his head up, shopkeeper Gu yelled in the sound of rain: "Third Master, I have a crow's mouth~~ The savages are really attacking at night, so I guess we have no guns and ammunition!"

To launch an attack against the heavy rain at night, it is necessary to bring together the most elite forces from all tribes.The aborigines tried this before, but when the offensive was beaten back, they couldn't recover for a long time, so the aborigines hardly launched night attacks after that.

Today, the natives resolutely launched a night attack, clearly because they guessed that the other party had no gunpowder... The elite night attack is the last tough consumption. Even if it is unsuccessful, the number of people is small, and the Fortress that cannot be repaired will not be able to survive the daytime tomorrow.

The third master Wu, who was standing on the bamboo platform with a ghost knife in his hand, was watching the wind and the situation, but when he heard Gu Ming shouting, he laughed loudly: "Brother, if you don't say it, the savage won't be able to guess it? "

"The fleet is still two hundred miles away." Turning around, the third master helped Gu Ming who had just climbed up, and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't lose your vigor! People are dead and birds are in the sky, and we will never die together when you and I are rich." .Tomorrow we will fight blood with the savages and see who God will help!"

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The next day, the sound of killing, which had been suspended for a few hours, reappeared at [-]:[-] am in the continuous drizzle.

This time, the weapons in the hands of all pioneers were replaced by familiar spears and steel knives.

In fact, if it was the regular army of the Dayan Kingdom that carried out large-scale hand-to-hand combat, it would definitely be stabbed with a spear.However, the composition of the pioneering army was mixed and lacked training, so it was easy to use swords and spears.

However, switching to a sword and spear meant losing the most powerful long-range attack ability: an hour later, the main gate collapsed under continuous impact.

The excited natives rushed into the gate of the village... the gate of the fort with roars.

They were greeted by a row of heavily armored warriors.

Stumped limbs were flying, blood was splashing, and the tide receded quickly.

However, the native army, who had spied on the falsehood of the outsiders, dispatched the whole army next, determined to complete their merits in one battle.

Looking from Gu Ming's point of view, the densely packed aborigines have already swaggered out of the dense forest.Across the tens of meters of white sandy beach, the brown and black indigenous people pulled out a human wall that extended to the end of the line of sight, which was spectacular.

... There is no need to doubt the ability of the tropical native kingdom to mobilize the army.

In real history, in 1628, in the second year after the traveler came to the new plane, the Matalan Sultanate, which controlled most of Java Island, had mobilized more than [-] tribal warriors, plus no less than [-] seasonal warriors. The army of sexual auxiliary soldiers besieged Batavia, the capital of the Dutch East India Company, for more than two years.

In the end, the Dutch relied on gunpowder weapons and the coordinated operations of Ming merchants and Japanese mercenary samurai to survive until the withdrawal of the indigenous army.

However, the Dutch paid a heavy price: the indigenous army once captured the south and west cities of Batavia and stayed there for a long time.

In addition, Jane Peter Cohen, the greatest governor of the East India Company, also died of dysentery after drinking unclean cellar water due to the long-term siege.

Coincidentally.Large-scale colonial strongholds, including Manila and Cebu, encountered indigenous attacks above a large scale in the early days of their establishment.In the [-]th century, Manila even fell in the war. It was not until the early [-]th century that the Spaniards reorganized their troops and took back the city.

As far as the world is concerned, whether it is African natives or American natives, in the long era of resistance to colonists, battles with a scale of more than [-] people abound... The Zulu Short Spear Black Uncle Black Roast Lobster Soldier Battle once made the world Shocked.

Today, the battle that took place in Fort Licone is just a microcosm of the countless territorial battles that will be promoted by the traversers in the future.The entire battle process may be recorded, or it may be artificially erased and replaced with another text... It is convenient for people to declare their sovereignty later.

Gu Ming, shopkeeper Gu Ming, who was sweating or raining on his head, naturally didn't have time to think about the grand proposition of the battle of the Fortress in the imperial epic at this moment.

As the saying goes, if there are more than ten thousand people, there is no limit.Shopkeeper Gu is now overwhelmed by the boundless army of natives.

Watching the next wave of indigenous assault slowly take shape in front of his eyes, shopkeeper Gu pulled over Young Master Yusheng who was also holding a spear beside him: "Where is the third master?"

"The telegraph room is urging troops."

Gu Gangzhu didn't say anything, turned around and went to the headquarters.

Located in the middle of the fort, in Nuoda's headquarters, there are only two people left: Mr. Wu and the telegraph operator.

Then, shopkeeper Gu rushed into the door and asked the third master expectantly: "The flop, the wildlings have come out to set up a formation, where is the fleet?"

"There are still a hundred miles."

Facing Gu's stunned and disappointed eyes, the third master sighed and got up, raised the ghost knife, and then patted the telegrapher on the shoulder: "Invent the code in the navy system: give me a hand."

After finishing speaking, the third master took Gu Dangjia out of the headquarters: "You go to the back door to take care of me, and I will go to the front door."

"Third Master, do you look down on brother?"

"The situation at the back door is not good, maybe which of us will see Hades first."

"Then I'll go take a look."

When shopkeeper Gu ran to the back door, he found that what the third master said was true.

The indigenous troops attacking from the left and right sides against the rock wall, forcibly resisting the tide that has not yet receded, stepped on the calf-high mortar, and used ropes to open the gap in the wooden pile wall.

Defenders who lack long-range firepower can only watch the opponent's display, and have no countermeasures at all.

Half an hour later, the indigenous teams that came from the left and right broke through the wooden wall area.The few defenders retreated from the wooden wall to the last gentle slope, making their last resistance through a narrow road less than ten meters long.

At the highest point of the gentle slope, Gu Ming glanced down blankly: He knew he was going to die, and there was a high probability that he would be before the third master.

At this moment, shopkeeper Gu's left abdomen and right shoulder are bleeding.The reason why it is not obvious on the coat is that the blood that is constantly infiltrating is covered by the dense rain.

The powerlessness caused by the blood loss made Gu Dangjia lean his whole body on the spear.

Afterwards, the dizziness caused by blood loss and low temperature made him hallucinate again: Several fast boats suddenly rushed out of the sea fog in the east, and with the tailwind, like arrows leaving the string, they slanted towards the beach.

The next moment, there was loud gunfire at the bow of the ship, and many shirtless sailors jumped off the side of the ship and started fighting with the natives.

In a trance, a large ship with a "Liu" flag on it appeared in the field of vision.

"No, the fleet should come from the north? Isn't Major General Tian leading the team?"

Shopkeeper Gu, who was slowly sitting down, raised his head and laughed loudly: "It's all an illusion, you can't fool someone!"

Chapter 711 Take-up ([-])

What shopkeeper Gu saw was certainly not a hallucination.

The several ships that came at the critical moment were all equipped with artillery.Amidst the roar, the aborigines who were caught on the beach could not move, and watched helplessly as their own people were bombarded by the shotgun.

The natives on the back road were quickly killed and scattered, and the sailors on several ships immediately went ashore for reinforcements.The main force of the natives who were attacking Qianmen received a report of enemy reinforcements, and they were hit by muskets.

Psychological expectations were shattered, and the morale of the natives collapsed rapidly.At the moment closest to victory, he lost his struggle and withdrew to the dense forest.

After half an hour, God also seemed to realize that he had acted inappropriately before.So the rain stopped suddenly, and the sky was bright and sunny, as if the years were quiet and nothing had happened.

However, the broken guns, broken limbs and severed heads all over the place remind the survivors all the time that this place has just experienced a life-and-death battle.

Location: Inside the headquarters.

Shopkeeper Gu, who received the first-aid service in the field, reclined weakly in his chair.He was naked at the moment, his waist and shoulders were wrapped in thick bandages, his eyes were blue and his lips were white, and his face was pale.Because he had to resist the throbbing pain from the wound, the nerves on his face would twitch from time to time.

The master seat next to shopkeeper Gu is naturally the owner of the castle, Mr. Wu.Compared with shopkeeper Gu, the third master's appearance is a bit better, but it is limited: the arm suspended by the bandage, and the new medical armpit crutches beside his hand, all silently tell the third master Wu's middle-aged crisis.

The next moment, the third master raised his remaining arm and made a one-handed salute: "Shopkeeper Liu is in a hurry, and Wu Meng will accept the favor of shopkeeper Liu on behalf of his brothers!"

As soon as Sanye Wu finished speaking, Master Gu tried his best to raise his hand, coughing, and weakly COPY Sanye: "Gu Ming thanked shopkeeper Liu, and the Taihang Gang will make a note of this time."

"Hahaha, they are all from my own family, so why not be polite."

The hearty laugh was none other than Liu Xiang, the former pirate leader who had long lost popularity in the hearts of the people of Fujian and Guangdong.

Compared with a few years ago, the appearance of the shopkeeper Liu Xiang Liu has not changed significantly, and it seems that there is more flesh on his face.It's just that shopkeeper Liu, who seems to have a lot of Buddhism, occasionally inadvertently, there will still be a moment of cruelty and tyranny in his eyes.

"As soon as the Pioneering Army was established the year before last, my brothers and I were drawn over. Now we are a real family."

The black and thin shopkeeper Liu, wearing a dirty major military uniform, with the buttons unbuttoned, has already smoked golden yellow with his fingers holding the cigarette: "It's easy to talk about a family. From now on, the two shopkeepers will set up cabinets in Nanyang. It’s convenient to bother each other.”

Wu Sanye felt a lot more relaxed now: "Hehe, Shopkeeper Liu has auspicious words. Surely one day, Shopkeeper Liu will be able to come and go freely in Wu's territory."

Escaping from the dead, Gu Dangjia is naturally in a good mood, but his focus is different from that of the third master: "Did shopkeeper Liu get a military order to help?"

"That's not true." Liu Xiang also sighed after hearing the words: "It's also a coincidence, I was passing by on a mission, I didn't think to come here. I received a clear telegram."

"Good hanging!"

Wu Sanye and Gu Ming looked at each other, and they both saw fear in each other's eyes: the code telegraph was invented at that time, it was purely a will.No one expected that there was actually another fleet in the system nearby.