Daming: I asked you to hang yourself, but I didn’t ask you to rebuild the Ming Dynasty

Just a little bit!

If the cannonball faced ten feet north, it would land on his ship.

Standing on the bow of the ship, he will definitely become a piece of meat!

Even if the book boy hadn't blocked him from the disaster, the stump of the limb that was blown away by the cannonball would have been slightly sideways...

The one who fell twitching on the deck was not the book boy, but him!

The book boy who had red lips and white teeth and a bright smile just now had a stump of a limb stuck in his eye socket and was gradually losing blood and turning pale.

Is twitching involuntarily...

The cold hand hooked Gong Dingzi's fingers.

It's like, before dying, the prostitute wants to pull the master's hand again...

Gong Dingzi turned around and saw the book boy who was still working hard on the collapse last night, staring at him with dull eyes.

The small mouth of Yin Tao opened one after another, all gray and white.

"Mom!"

Gong Dingzi was so frightened that he peed. He exclaimed, quickly took out his hand, turned his head, and did not dare to look again.

"Amitabha, Immeasurable God, Choking on Pearls, Virgin Mary...

Bless you, please, it’s none of my business...

You are dead, and you have your faults and your debts. You can go to whoever you need to go to, but don’t come to me..."

Feces mixed with urine flowed along the hem of her skirt and onto the deck.

While Gong Dingzi prayed for the blessings of the gods and Buddhas in the sky, he shook his butt and moved his hands and feet together.

It looked like a big tortoise that had been turned over.

On the clean deck, a trace of shit yellow clearly appeared.

This world-famous member of the Three Jiangzuo Family...

Show your style!

As expected - Jiangzuo surrendered to the three great masters of the Qing Dynasty!

It's really coquettish...

……

Just when the Qing army was in chaos and Gong Dingzi was so frightened that he was talking nonsense.

"Hold on!

Step aside!

Search the reed fields left and right! "

A general stood up.

He directed his ship to dock toward the shore, preparing to use infantry to search both sides of the shore...

Right at this moment-

"Diliwa~

Diliwa~

Dili~Dili~

Diliwa~~”

The high-pitched, harsh, and extremely penetrating suona sound sounded again.

'Again? '

Gong Dingzi was so frightened that his black eyes almost shrank into needlepoints. Even this time, the world-famous young master Pian Pianjia was so frightened that he couldn't even make a sound!

With his mouth open, he was spitting out feces and urine... spurts...

Because he was sitting on the deck and was pressed by Gong Dingzi's butt, gliding silkily...

On the warship that had just begun to dock towards the shore, the general at the head was also stunned.

‘Can we fire in such a short time? ’

moment--

Another sharp sound broke through the air.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

The continuous sound of gunfire was like fried beans.

The sound of the gunshot was like raising a gun to fire, and it actually had the sound of breaking through the air that only cannonballs can have.

But the sound is much clearer than raising a gun.

Generals who have experienced battles for a long time naturally know that this is because of the length of the barrel.

This is not raising a gun!

The bullets fired should be larger than those of the gun...

In just a moment, the general understood——

"New gun again!"

At the moment when his thoughts were turning, bullets rained down on him!

The half-dried reed poles turned into powder one after another, leaving only short piles one foot high.

The Qing troops who got off the ship and those who had not yet disembarked fell to the ground with the blood mist exploding.

The leading general looked down at his chest in disbelief.

All I saw was a hole as big as the mouth of a bowl, with offal and offal scattered...

"I was shot..."

The general fell on his back.

In an instant, it seemed like an eternity, with thoughts running through my mind one by one:

"How many new things does Zhu Youjian have?

Why didn't they steal it for me from the Qing Dynasty..."

Thoughts gradually drifted away, and past events began to emerge.

Pictures everywhere appeared in the increasingly dark field of vision like a fleeting glance.

When he was young, his grandfather was Xiaoqi of Liaodong in the Ming Dynasty. At that time, the Li family was still the king of Liaodong.

The huge number of slaves, Gandusi, are all under the command of the Li family.

Ginseng, Dongzhu, trees, fur, deer antlers, giant ships...

How could the Li family’s share be missing!

Although his family is just a small flag, he still has a lot of extra income. He runs happily under his grandfather's knees and can always get snacks from his grandfather's generous palm.

When I was young, Japanese pirates invaded Korea. My grandfather went to war with the army and never returned. My father took over my grandfather's position as a small flag. The wealthy gentry's interference in Liaodong became more and more serious, and the Li family gradually declined...

Many of the Liaodong Army defected to the Jurchens, and his father was among them.

When he was young, his father became Niulu Zhangjing, but he didn't expect that the fields at home would be taken away by the Jurchens, and all the family members would become the Jurchens' covering...

Later, my father died on the Hunhe battlefield and his head was beheaded by white-pole soldiers.

He once again took over his father's position and began to follow the Jurchens and kill Akito...

Entering the pass again and again, invading the Ming Dynasty again and again, I finally entered the pass with my new master, and was rewarded with the Jia La E Zhen (Shenzhen Ling, third grade) with the yellow flag...

Even, because they surrendered early, they were incorporated into the Manchuria Xianghuang Banner.

This is the direct slave of the master!

but don't want to...

The defeat of the Qing court was evident, and he died on the Grand Canal heading south.

"I'm not reconciled..."

At this moment, countless wailing faces appeared in front of him...

In the fierce fire, the wailing of the former compatriots of the Liaodong Army...

After entering the customs again and again, the faces of the struggling people were seen on the tip of a knife...

In the inner city of the capital, the family property accumulated by the ancestors was taken away, and the female family members were also snatched away. Young children were thrown to death. There was no way to pray to heaven and no way to sue the earth...

The land of Northern Zhili was ablaze with fire everywhere, turning into the wail of ruined villages...

Faces that had long been forgotten and covered in blood swirled in his mind...

I am not reconciled...

……

"Ping!"

The still twitching body hit the deck heavily.

A life of sin has come to an end.

……

It was just a hail of bullets, and the wounded soldiers of the Qing army were wailing all over the field.

Even the thick hull of the ship was turned into a hornet's nest.

The Qing troops who had not yet had time to disembark were turned into corpses...

Gong Dingzi looked in despair along the sparse reeds that had managed to escape disaster.

The "height" of the reed was shaved off, revealing its true shape in the distance.

Not far away, I saw a large army standing on the beach.

The brand new military uniforms looked particularly majestic when worn on them.

The steel helmet on the head even reflects the cold light!

The military is neat!

At the very front is a row of weird trolleys.

The vehicle was loaded with strange-looking firearms.

Each of those guns is composed of more than a dozen barrels.

"It turned out to be Zhao Shizhen's Thunderbolt?

wrong!

This is much more than the barrel of a thunderbolt!

Zhao Shizhen's Thunder Gun has only eighteen barrels at most. Is this thing probably more than 30 barrels? "

Gong Dingzi was stunned.

He didn't even care about the smoothness underneath his body...