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

Dongguo himself didn’t believe what he said!

What's more, what about the members of the mission who just spent seven days in water jail?

"Let the ghost go!"

Wang Yibin sneered and held the sword tightly in his hand.

Dog day!

Yesterday I was still in prison. Now you tell me that you want to give me a high salary for a high-ranking official?

I'll trick you into reaching that egg!

Everyone silently grasped their weapons, wishing that they could have the unique skill of piercing the Yangtze with a hundred steps, and kill the noisy woman under the horse with one arrow.

No one responded to Dongguo's words...

Only Xie San's monotonous roar echoed on the canal:

"Vertical shield!"

"Hohohoho!"

The guard in brocade crouched half-crouched in the cabin, grabbed a rope and pulled hard.

"Wow hoo hoo!"

The deck suddenly flipped up and turned into shields, covering the hull of the ship.

Surprisingly - these boats have all been modified.

These shields, when not in use, are laid down on the bow deck of the ship.

When pulled up, a thick shield is formed.

Cao Huachun has been preparing for this day for half a year.

Although it was located in an area controlled by the Qing government, heavy weapons such as artillery could not be transported.

However, there are so many skilled craftsmen in the Ming Dynasty, and any tinkering is just "strange and obscene skills"...

This batch of boats is just to cope with the current situation!

Without Xie San's command, the soldiers casually wrapped the rope around the rein pile, and the shield got stuck.

Then, he casually pulled it in the hollow below the deck, and a thick wooden beam flipped up.

It gets stuck in the groove on the back of the shield and presses the shield tightly.

As expected of the Imperial Cavalry, even though no one was directing it, its movements were neat and uniform, without any unnecessary movements!

Xie San, who was at the top of the queue and was in charge of the arrow, had muscles in his arms that were hunched over.

He shouted angrily in a deep voice, picked up an extra-long scimitar about half a foot long with both hands, and inserted it into the space reserved at the bow of the ship.

The bright blade formed a sharp collision angle.

It is about to cut off everything!

For today, Cao Huachun has been preparing for half a year, and has tried various plans countless times.

Finally, we decided on the first choice plan of taking a boat to Zuomaodi and heading south.

Cao Huachun single-handedly trained the fierce men of the Yongwei Camp.

In order to ensure the smooth launch of Yongwei Camp, he did not hesitate to come together with Dong Lin.

Only in this way can we get enough money and food.

After Yongweiying came out, he knew that his politics were dirty, so he chose to resign and return home...

The emperor gave him a secret order to return to officialdom and secretly take charge of everything in Beizhili.

How dare Cao Huachun neglect!

For today, he has waited too long, too long...

Cao Huachun is not a brainless man.

How could Erlang be allowed to fight with the Qing army with his own flesh and blood?

Cao Huachun understood——

If the Qing army wanted to stop the Jinyiwei fleet from going south, there were no more than three methods: iron cables crossing the river, logs blocking the bottom of the river, and fleets blocking the way.

The first two require preparation in advance.

In other words, as long as the secrets are not leaked, the Qing army can't do it!

With the tightness of the five core offices of Jinyiwei, the news would naturally not be leaked.

The Qing army did not have time to prepare in advance, so it was naturally impossible to arrange the iron cables across the river and the sharp logs nailed to the bottom of the river.

In other words, connecting the ships with ropes and blocking the canal is their only way!

These ships are the weapons for heading south!

……

Xie San put down the telescope in his hand.

He had already seen clearly that the only thing connecting the Qing army's ships was a gun rope as thick as an arm.

Stare.

I took a look at the oversized long knife that was inserted diagonally into the river and pointed at a 45° angle to the sky.

What about the gun rope?

The corners of Xie San's lips curled up.

Even if it's mixed with iron wire, it still has to be cut in half in front of my unbladed long knife!

Like a flexible monkey, he grabbed the giant shield, turned over, and came to the back of the shield.

He copied it casually, and a six-foot-long infantry spear appeared in his hand.

Behind the half-foot-long blade of his spear, there were several inches of the barrel densely covered with small nails.

This is to prevent an expert from sidestepping the gun blade, grabbing the gun shaft with his backhand, and taking away the weapon.

His name is Taining Pen Gun.

It is a practical weapon invented by the border troops during the Northern Song Dynasty.

After Tumu Fort, with the help of the literati group, the grasslands were unified, and the powerful northern enemy that the Ming Dynasty finally disintegrated appeared again.

After the restoration of Yingzong, after being attacked by the Tianshun and Chenghua dynasties, during the Wuzong period, the Ming Dynasty finally killed the little prince who unified the grassland again.

At this point, the large-scale military confrontation turned into sporadic small-scale wars.

Changes in the military situation have made weapons more and more suitable for small-scale combat.

Against this background, Taining pen guns and Jingrong pen guns once again became the mainstream of the border army.

This is the one in the circle

(Note: The nine types of spears are recorded in detail in "Wu Jing Zong Yao·Wei Tu".)

Water has no permanent shape, and soldiers have no permanent potential.

Weapons and tactics serve the national strategy.

The works of sages, including Qi Jiguang's Art of War, are also based on this premise.

It also includes the cold weapons used by our heroes in the southwest because of this...

At the national strategic level, there is a difference between using guns and artillery and using a stick to hit something.

As for the stick - is it a mace...

They are all sticks anyway!

Anyway, no shots or cannons were fired...

Blunt weapons are called friction, and cold weapons are called confrontation.

Then the guns were used...

It’s called war…

Although Wang Fuchen, a man who reversed the haymaking process, is one of the few heroes left in the history books.

However, after the mid-Ming Dynasty, the changes in the standing weapons of the frontier armies were enough to explain everything...

Wang Fuchen is the only one in the history books, but he is not the only one in the real Ming Dynasty!

It's just that no one else has such a big name as him.

This is the reason why Zhang Xianzhong didn't pay attention to Wang Fuchen when he saw him on the sow stage.

"Reverse threshing?"

Who wouldn’t be in the frontier army?

If the civil servants hadn't deducted our money and food...

Taizu and Chengzu drew a circle on the border!

Dare you come here to herd sheep?

It's tantamount to violation!

It's you!

……

The fleet has arrived.

The burning match ropes of the Qing army on the opposite ship were clearly visible.

"Grenade ready!"

Xie San shouted!

However, the whole person was already bent at the waist, and his feet were on horseback, as if there were nails under his feet, nailed behind the big shield.

Xie San only carried ten grenades.

This is what Cao Du obtained from the army.

In order to maximize covert operations, Cao Huachun tried not to make contact with the Ming army.

He spent a lot of energy on these grenades.

As a close confidant around Cao Huachun, Xie San naturally knew this.

Seeing that he was about to rush in front of the Qing army, Xie San gritted his teeth and roared:

"Everyone is aiming, wait until I break through the fleet, and greet the ships on the left and right sides of the channel!"

Brothers, we have only one mission - to send Mr. Zuo back! "