A fucking fuck?
Dry!
Lan Li has never seen such a life-and-death person!
Using human iron horses to chase a fleet of high-precision artillery on both sides of the Yangtze River.
What kind of spirit is this?
This is like the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty in the late Qing Dynasty. When they first came into contact with Western powers, they did not use artillery and muskets to fight against people, but instead launched a war horse to launch a long live charge towards the enemy...
I don’t know how to write the word “death”!
Renli was very happy with the Mongolian mentality.
Along the way, I was still struggling.
If you are confused about these Mongolians, don’t stop following them halfway...
at the moment.
After sending Zhuo Yihang and others to the shore safely, the people who control the fleet were all their own people.
Lan Li finally pulled out his hand.
You can turn around and get rid of these cute 'Tangjikide'!
With Lan Li's order.
The smooth tower ship set sail again.
But this time, the sailors who belonged to the Lan family on the deck began to retreat into the cabin.
One cannon after another was pushed into the muzzle.
One fourteen armored ships.
Each building ship is loaded with ten super-era artillery carefully manufactured by the Blue Family.
When a cannon is pushed out from one side of the hull.
Lan Li's heart was already filled with a pig's chirping!
The Mongolian cavalry was on the shore, and the two sides gathered less than 200 meters.
The opponent's formation is dense and crowded.
"Ruan Xiaoer, you always murmured that you treated your brothers badly with the boat merchants.
When Zuo Zhong was caught, he shouted that he was the life of a thief in the Ganjiang River, and that he was a fisherman.
I remember this from your son.
I also understand you.
What's the point now.
You have 530 sailors, fourteen tower search ships, one hundred and forty heavy artillery, and two thousand and eight hundred shells.
Your goal is on the other side.
Come.
Did you see the group of living targets on the shore that almost hit your face?
My son, I don’t have high requirements.
You leave at least half of these nearly eight thousand cavalrymen..."
Speaking these in a faint tone, Lan Li's eyes were still floating on the Mongolian barbarians who knew nothing about the future on the other side of the river.
His eyes narrowed slightly.
It makes people unable to see his inner fluctuations.
At least Ruan Xiaoer didn't see it.
He was not in the mood to see it.
In just a moment, this guy had urged the flag bearer on the deck to speak to other ships several times.
The content of the flag slogan is very simple.
Only one sentence!
Be closer to the dock!
Be closer!!!
If the fleet can be placed within a hundred meters of the river bank and on the face of the Mongolians, that would be the best!
"Young Master, please take a look! If the waiter keeps 70% of the Mongolians on this river bank this time, the waiter will take off his head as a urinal!"
When he said this, Ruan Xiaoer smiled.
I was so proud that I was simply forgetful!
How powerful is the Lan family’s artillery?
Last time Yue Fei made a northern expedition, he could use shoddy wooden cannons to collapse the city walls of Bianliang...
And with the appearance of the iron cannon.
Those wooden cannons that have made great contributions have been stopped by the Lan family factory.
After trying the power of the iron cannon, even Ruan Xiaoer, a water bandit who was once ecstatic about the appearance of the wooden cannon, would no longer look at the stupid guy who was "out of time"!
Range of five kilometers!
Two thousand five hundred meters!
Within one minute, after the installation is finished, you can shoot three times in a row!
In Ruan Xiaoer's eyes, even ten cannons could collapse the former Bianliang City!
Not to mention that he is currently holding a total of 140 iron cannons!!!
And his goal?
I was still a group of idiots who didn’t even know how to write the word “death” and actually dared to post it around the fleet!!!
It's close.
It's closer.
I found that the fleet was actually moving towards the shore.
While the Mongolians were surprised, they began to bend their bows and arrows and shoot at the approaching tower ships.
One hundred and fifty meters.
Dense wolf-tooth arrows fell on one side of the fleet.
The wolf teeth collided with the hull that was covered with iron, making constant disturbing noises.
When Lan Li saw this scene in the cabin, she had no fluctuations in her expression.
After these guys replaced the Rockets, he even wanted to laugh.
Logically speaking, the wood on ordinary merchant ships in this era was dry.
If it gets a little bit fired, the hull will probably be caught.
On the Lan family's building boat, the underwater part is completely covered with a layer of iron armor.
As for water?
Lanley's chemistry for so many years was not in vain!
As a science and engineering man.
Want to make the wood not lit.
Is it difficult?
If Renly just wants to laugh.
Ruan Xiaoer beside him could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart after the fleet approached the river bank a hundred meters and burst into laughter.
"Young Master, have you seen it? Those stupid people didn't run away! They even shot arrows at us!"
"Yeah, I saw it..."
Lan Li's expression was a little helpless.
He wanted to laugh just now, but when others started laughing, he suddenly couldn't laugh again.
A little suffocating.
In order not to continue this feeling, Lan Li kicked Ruan Xiaoer directly on the butt:
"Stop being proud, fire up!"
"Ah? Young Master... Wait for a minute and let our fleet stick to the flat ground in front of us..."
"I'm just waiting! Going forward, the mountains will appear!"
"Hehe, no, Jiang Xiaoer has already been running away for 800 years. There are mountains and shores on that piece, I am very familiar with it..."
Ruan Xiaoer rubbed her butt with one hand, and grinned.
Lan Li's kick was not so good, Ruan Xiaoer felt that his butt was swollen.
But it's fine.
After hearing his words, Renli did not continue to intervene.
Instead, he silently watched the next scene.
"The flag bearer is ready! Tell those grandsons! Spread the muzzle at a distance of fifty meters! I want the cannon to form a flesh and blood channel of more than two hundred meters!!"
Fifty meters offshore.
Ruan Xiaoer's voice was almost roaring:
"The first shot later! I'm going to hit them just now!"
Inside the cabin.
The large group of men standing behind the cannon aimed at him were excited and silently in their hearts.
"five!"
"Four!"
"three!"
"two!"
"one!"
"Fire a fire to me!!! The grandsons who beat me will never dare to approach the Yangtze River in their entire lives!!!"
'boom!'
‘Boom! Boom! Boom!’
‘Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!’
Fifty meters away from the river bank.
As the first cannon was ignited by Ruan Xiaoer himself, a series of cannon sounds exploded at night.
One hundred and forty cannons! Scattered!
Not neat though.
But the moment the cannon sounded, it was announced that the world had entered the age of hot weapons!!!
......
......
"shooting!"
"Continue shooting!!!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"Fuck those grandchildren to death!"
"Send me a flag! Today, every cannon is thrown out ten cannons!!!"
The roar of artillery resounded through the sky.
The loud noise made Xiangyang City, forty miles away, frightened and uneasy.
King of land!
King of War!
When this guy who was considered advanced to the end of the Qing Dynasty was transported to the Southern Song Dynasty by a man with bad water.
For the first time, I showed my hideous scene to the world!
'boom!'
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Fires exploded on one side of the deck, and the huge recoil pushed the ship to tilt to one side.
What it brought was burning shells after burning shells, exploding into the Mongolian cavalry formation on the shore in a posture of pushing everything horizontally!
Fifty meters distance.
Almost close to the face.
Not to mention that when the building ship approached, the Mongolians riding on horseback were even crowded to the shore.
They were still laughing wildly...
Then.
One after another.
It was like a burning road roller, exploding among the crowd.
Flat shot!
Flat push!
People are on the back and horses are overturned!
Lan Li just turned dialect and asked Ruan Xiaoer to leave half of the Mongolian Iron Cavalry.
This target was almost achieved after the first round of cover fire of the artillery...
Crashing with the body against the shells.
With flesh and blood, resist the scorching fireball.
What a brave and commendable!
Then.
There is no more...
Ruan Xiaoer shouted that he wanted to fire the ten-style cannonballs out.
But when the iron cannon fired in the fifth round of the launching tray, it had already exploded.
Um.
The muzzle is too hot and I don't dare to continue stuffing shells into it...
But no one cares about this.
Crazy!
These people are all crazy!
The moment the cannon roared, the eyes of the men turned red.
In the small space in the cabin, the huge sound caused by artillery directly turned a group of people into cages...
'boom!!!'
"It's exploded! It's exploded!"
"My second brother, another blow-up!"
"Tell the flag bearer! Let those grandchildren stop firering!"
"Ah? You said it's a god?"
"ah?"
"My ears seem to be deaf!"
"Hahahaha, your fucking blood is coming out of your ears, hahahaha!"
"Ah? Brother, please make a louder sound, I can't hear it!"
"I said... I'll say **********, watching another cannon explode, and directly overturned the man in charge of manipulating the muzzle to the ground.
Ruan Xiaoer rushed up with a grin and stuffed the flammable and explosive shell directly into the hot muzzle.
"The little brother is in trouble! Stop stuffing!"
'boom!!!'
"Hahahaha, let's see if I kill these bitches!!!"
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
"Little brother! There are not many living people on the shore!"
"I want to take revenge, I want to let this group of bitches die!!!"
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!!!"
There was a 'bang' sound.
Ruan Xiaoer, who was still yelling just now, was directly hit by the explosion at the moment another cannon exploded and hit the cabin behind Lan Li.
However.
Most people in the cabin turned a blind eye to this scene.
Don't even ask.
Continue to hold the red shells and stuff them into the already red muzzle.
Crazy?
Already crazy!
They were ten years ago, twenty years ago, and even longer...
The Jin people went south.
Retreat to Jiangnan.
Search mountains and check the sea.
Life-eating.
These people were already crazy when their homes were destroyed!!!
Survived.
Just talk about one body.
Or the evil spirits on earth who have survived for revenge.
Five minutes later.
It was scheduled to have 30% exploded with 140 cannons.
There are no living people on the bank of the Yangtze River.
Lan Li stood in the slightly empty cabin, looking at the "corpse" lying all over the ground in front of him, and his face was inexplicable.
Those who can stand up jumped off the Yangtze River and swam to the shore.
Those who can't stand up are almost dead.
Walk to a deck next to the cabin that exploded due to artillery explosion.
Lan Li looked at the men who were swimming on the shore regardless of their lives in the river ahead and sighed silently in his heart.
"I knew...I knew it would be like this..."
The first man has landed.
Pull out the waist knife from the waist that I have been wiped for a few years.
Regardless of the unextinguished smoke and flames on the shore, he held a scimitar and slashed randomly.
The land was plowed by artillery, covered at close range, and there was no defensive offensive yet.
How many Mongolians can survive?
They are just venting.
I vented my anger that had been accumulated in my heart for many years.
Blood debt.
Only blood can be repaid!
"I don't know how many of you can survive this trip..."
He murmured to himself, and Lanli pushed away from the hole with his face unchanged.
This is a carnival belonging to the Avengers.
Lanley won't stop it.
At this moment, he just walked to Ruan Xiaoer silently.
He whispered to his bloody half face:
"Diet?"
Ruan Xiaoer didn't move, just trying hard to open his eyes.
As a congenital warrior, a cannon exploded the chamber and could not kill him.
But it's not much better!
Seeing that he was still struggling, Renli shook his head.
He leaned against him and sat down.
"Since we're not dead, let's settle the score.
Forty cannons, one thousand four hundred bombs, plus the repair costs of fourteen armored ships... "
“I still…”
Some weak voices rang out from Lan Li's ears.
Then.
This guy who survived the disaster moved his arm tremblingly.
The corners of his mouth were grinning, as ugly as a ghost.
"Young master... I don't know... how many brothers can survive today...
But the child dares to... guarantee...
From today...the surviving brother...brother...
All... can... can sell your life to you to pay off your debts..."
Ruan Xiaoer's voice was weak and almost blurry.
But it is filled with a sense of reassuring determination.
Lan Li just chuckled when she heard the sound.
"Life well, what do you want your life for your son?
Let’s talk about it.
How much money can your bad life be worth?”
While speaking, Lan Li patted Ruan Xiaoer on the shoulder, then turned around and looked at the people on the ground who were not sure whether they were dead or alive.
Something in your hand.
A box of leaves of life appeared in his hands.
......
......
A box of life leaves, a total of thirty.
This was exchanged for Lan Li’s spending all the system’s merits.
But when Renley walked around.
But found out.
The leaves in my hand were not used up.
On the fourteen armored ships, there were more than one hundred and fifty gunners bombed by artillery.
Among these people.
Only fourteen survived the explosion.
Others...
Maybe it's my wish.
They no longer have the desire to survive.
This made Lan Li feel helpless.
But it's fine.
When the sun rises from the east.
When a new day comes.
The madness on the river bank finally subsided.
"Wuwuwuwu...Dad...Mom..."
Crying sound.
"Hahahaha, my wife, Yeah, you're avenge! Revenge!!!"
laughter.
When you have been vented for decades, you have been suffocated.
perhaps.
Chapter completed!