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1828: The War of Two Ages

The night is as dark as ink.

The wind came from the sea and passed by Manning Port, which was burned into ruins, making a series of whimpering sounds. Although the fire had been extinguished for several days, there was still a faint burnt smell in the air. Occasionally, there was a burst of collapse of ruins from somewhere, or Mars was swept up from the ground by the wind, and it was flashed in the air and disappeared without a trace.

Murong Fu and Wang Xianrong drove into a clamp-shaped army, spreading out of the port. The widest part of the opening was aimed at Manning City not far away.

The enemy troops in the city will definitely come. Whether it is Ning Zeyuan or Murong Fu and Wang Xianrong, the judgment is the same. After experiencing the power of artillery, the enemy must have no courage to confront the Ming army during the day. It is their only choice to launch a sneak attack in the dark. If they are lucky, they can attack the port or even set fire to destroy the Ming army warships anchored in the port. This is the most beautiful result they can dream of.

In addition to great victory, the winning army relaxed from the inside out, so that the defeated party could seize the opportunity and turn the defeat into victory in one fell swoop. There have never been no shortage of war examples in history.

Whether it is the PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds or the one who is alone and sacrifices his life, there are not many choices before Erdogan.

Murong Fu gently knocked on a glazed remote spotlight beside his hand. This was the first time he saw this thing. Except for the base, the entire thing was inlaid with glazed glass.

He was not unfamiliar with glass lamps in the Ming army. This thing was restricted from production and disposal in the Ming Dynasty. In Wang Yueyao's words, it was hunger marketing. So until today in the Ming Dynasty, it still belongs to the luxury category, but for people of his level, it is naturally not a problem.

But the glass lamp on hand is very different. From his name, you can tell that the glass remote light. Murong Fu couldn't figure out why a small inconspicuous candlelight could emit extremely strong light after igniting in this thing.

He is commonplace for the glass lamps at home, but it is more of a decoration and a symbol of identity and status. He never thought that this thing could be used in combat. He didn't understand the structure of this glass lamp, which looked extremely complicated. But he had seen the power of this thing with his own eyes. In the dark, this kind of long-range light can project light to extremely far places. Dozens of glass long-range lights gathered together, which could almost turn the light into the place where it shone in daylight. With this thing, night attacks became almost impossible.

In recent years, new things from the Ming Dynasty have sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain, and most of them have been widely used in the army, which has made Murong Fu feel awe of the Tiangong Bureau. You must know that whether it is a steam engine, a cannon, or the small seemingly inconspicuous glass long-distance light in front of him all come from the Tiangong Bureau.

Outsiders all say that the Ming army is invincible, but they don’t know that the Tiangong Administration, which hides behind the army, is the real power of the Ming army always being so powerful.

Murong Fu entered the palace and also visited the City of Power in the Tiangong Bureau. In his opinion, even the palace was not as vigilant as the City of Power in the core of the Tiangong Bureau.

This shows the imperial court and the emperor valued the Tiangong Administration.

This battle was no suspense for Murong Fu, nor could it arouse his desire to fight. In front of their ambushed position, countless mechanisms had been buried by the special forces brigade and the hawk. The gunpowder weapon, which was destined to be mined by the Tiangong Bureau, was the most insidious weapon Murong Fu had ever seen.

Before Murong Fu arrived at the special forces brigade, he never thought that there would be such sinister and vicious things in the world. What they brought this time were more of the most basic things. After mines of Xiaonan were buried underground, a thin silk thread was pulled out and fixed to the ground. When someone accidentally tripped the thread, the mine would immediately explode. Now the ruins were covered with such things.

When the Pattaya army that attacked at night passed through this ruin, they were first greeted not by the army, but by the sickles of the god of death.

This is the simplest. In the City of Power, Murong Fu has seen countless mines derived from this version. Those mines no longer need these threads. They are getting smaller and smaller in size, but their lethality is getting bigger and bigger. Those guys from the Tiantian Engineering Department said that as gunpowder development technology becomes higher and higher, the casting process of iron shells outside the grenades becomes higher and higher, and the lethality of mines becomes greater and greater.

More things that were called "Leisurely" by the madmen of the Tiangong Bureau were developed. The experiments in the City of Power made Murong Fu creepy, and also made him full of awe of the guys in City of Power.

Of course, it is enough to deal with these guys who have not seen the world in front of you.

It's just a killing! Murong Fu said in his heart.

A loud bang suddenly sounded in the distance. Murong Fu stood up suddenly, raised the telescope in his hand, and looked at the ruins that were leaving.

As the fire flashed, someone's body was bombarded into the air. With the fire, Murong Fu saw the black crowd coming from the direction of Manning City from the telescope.

"It's really a capital!" Murong Fu curled his lips. "But what can we do? It's just that the more we come, the more we die."

As the first explosion sounded, the continuous explosion sounded in the ruins for that moment, screaming endlessly.

Above the city, Erdogan closed his eyes in pain. He was sure that it was not the powerful weapons on the enemy ships from the port, and the enemy also had such powerful weapons.

"Beat the drum, cheer, send all the cavalry to attack!" He punched the wall with a broken voluntary punch.

At this point, the sneak attack has become a strong attack.

This night battle was fought by the Ming army, so Ning Zeyuan invited all the kings of the island country to his Taiping, and set up a banquet, drinking while watching the battle.

The explosion sounded, and even the island kings who were accustomed to the sound of cannons were surprised and all stood up.

"Everyone, don't you think we only have artillery?" Ning Zeyuan laughed loudly. "These artillery are equipped for us navy, and the army has more of these things."

"Mr. Ning, it seems that there are only 10,000 or 20,000 enemies from Manning City. Although the Ming Dynasty warriors are brave, there are only 2,000 people. It is better for Mr. Ning to order us to support us and let us do our best for the Ming Dynasty." A king bowed and said.

"No need!" Ning Zeyuan smiled and said, "Everyone drinks and eats here today, let's see how my Damingerang annihilates the enemy. The battle will be handed over to you from tomorrow. When you make contributions, you don't have to hurry up."

The mines buried on the road of attack by the soldiers of Manning City put down the Manning army densely rushing up and the young and even strong women mixed in it to the ground one by one. On the road ahead, layers of corpses were piled up in an instant. The one in front fell down, but the one behind was still rushing up.

"Light on!" Murong Fu ordered.

On the Ming army's position, countless glass long-distance lights were lit. At the same time, Wang Xianrong on the other side also issued the same order. The lights crossed on the two clamp arms immediately illuminated the attack area of ​​the Manning City army.

The sudden strong light made the Manning City army running forward desperately stagnate in that moment. They looked up at both sides in a daze, looking forward, and then looking up at the sky.

The sky was still so dark, and the harbor in the distance was still invisible, but they were only exposed to the bright light.

Almost at the same time when they were illuminated by the light, within the harbor, six Ming warships led by the Taiping, and officers also issued loud orders.

"fire!"

Fires flashed out from the side guns of hundreds of warships one by one, and shells passed through the night sky, swept above the Ming army's positions, and landed in this place covered by light.

On the Taiping, dozens of island kings had no intention of drinking. In the previous naval battle, they only saw the results, did not see the process, nor did they see the power of hundreds of guns on the six warships firing at the same time, but at this time, they saw it.

Although the wine was in front of them, they still had a little bit of thought to drink at this moment. They looked at the vast crowd from Manning City, which was harvested in groups. Whenever the explosion sounded, they didn't know how many lives were harvested ruthlessly.

So far, there has not been a Ming army in their vision.

The Manning army has suffered half of the casualties so far, and even the shadow of the Ming army has not been seen yet.

When the roar of artillery finally stopped, in the bright area, the remaining Manning defenders were rushing around like headless flies. At this time, their team had long become scattered, with a group of people here, a cluster there, and some human figures running around alone.

Erdogan stood on the top of the city like a wooden sculpture. He sent all the cavalry teams at his hands, and happened to hit the opponent's most violent artillery attack. Without even exerting a little power, he almost destroyed the entire army in that area.

In the distance, the sound of war drums sounded, and countless Ming troops jumped out from the back of the light and rushed towards the chaotic Manning army.

This can no longer be called a battle. Even if the Ming army's shaking sword slashed towards him, they just watched the knife land on his body in a daze.
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