Shanghai is still a small fishing village, but a shipyard has become ten miles away. Hua Houwei took Wang Fuheng into the shipyard, and the roar of machines is endless.

"Fuheng, you see, this is the latest final battleship. It is not only equipped with spinnakers, but also covered with a layer of copper armor outside the hull, and there is also a steam engine in the cabin. Although the horsepower is not large, it is not as good as a sail, but it can also drive the battleship in front of it.

Okay, there are still ten miles of land every hour.”

Wang Fuheng looked at this novel battleship, like a curious baby, and a series of questions came over: "Prince, how many sun-firing cannons are there? How deep is the water? How many people can it accommodate?"

Hua Houwei laughed: "Shooting the Japanese cannon? It can accommodate three floors, with twenty gates on each floor, with a water supply of more than one meter. It can accommodate a battalion of soldiers! Fuheng, how many people can be dispatched in the Japanese fire? "

"Prince, there are more than a thousand Japanese troops shooting. His Majesty takes away the main force, and these are reserve troops."

"Okay! Get ready, go to Datai in ten days and repair the Netherlands for me."

Nine days later, Wang Fuheng led his troops to sea. Not that Wang Fuheng had already prepared, he could not hold on.

The one who stationed at Datai was not the Yizhen Army, but Zhu Fu's Nanjing Garrison Army. Although he relied on the relationship between Zhu Fu and Hua Houwei and was equipped with the Maxim Soul-Chasing Gun, the number was too small and there was no such large number as mountain cannons.

Killing weapons are very hard to beat.

Ran Tianfeng was the guard of Jilong Village. At this time, he looked at the warships on the sea in the distance and couldn't help but spat: "Made, these vassal ghosts are so powerful. Liu Laosan, from the fort

Everyone has withdrawn, right?”

"The heads have been withdrawn, and there are not many left. Alas, such a good general's cannon..."

"All right, just blow it up. Let's talk about it later. Life is better than anything else! It's been half a month since Takuma, why haven't the bastards who shot the Japanese army come yet?"

Liu Laosan was about to speak when another attack by the Netherlands began. More than a dozen bronze cannons lined up and bombarded the Jilong Village.

The Shenwei General's cannon also began to fight back, and fires burst out from the smoke of gunpowder, and dozens of fiery red projectiles rushed back and forth within a few miles of Jilong Village.

Ran Tianfeng stared at the Dutch army under the city and turned around and asked, "Sun Crooked, how much ammunition Maxim has?"

"There are not many, there are probably three cardinalities."

"Mad, this bullet won't last a few days. If you pass the order, save some attacks. If you can't use Maxim, you won't need it. It doesn't know how long it will take for the Japanese gang to come."

Understand the mid-winter winter, the Dutch military band started to squeak again. This vassal ghost is also interesting. He still has to play music in war? Could it be a song of Journey to the West?

Ran Tianfeng soon stopped thinking about it. The Netherlands army not only had bronze cannons, but also the kind of mother guns that Yi Zhen army mentioned. Dozens of muskets of different sizes spitted firepower towards Jilong Village, and flew into the air.

The smoke from the gunpowder blocked the entire battlefield.

Although the Netherlands infantry was considered elite, they were far from reaching the level of suppressing the defenders. However, after the turret was abandoned and the large-caliber naval guns joined the battle, the garrison was completely in a passive state. The ships were full of twelve

The heavy artillery above the pound has already appeared. Although a ship can accommodate not many heavy artillery, it is enough to be called a nightmare compared to the defenders of Jilong Village.

Boom! A red projectile hit the wall of Jilong Village again. The already scarred stone wall was finally overwhelmed. It trembled silently and collapsed without warning. The Shenwei General's cannon on the city also followed.

As the city wall collapsed and fell, the surrounding gunners were crushed by stones and heavy artillery, and even a complete body was left, becoming part of the bloody battlefield casualties.

The village wall collapsed, and the defenders of Jilong Village no longer had the capital to stick to it. Ran Tianfeng looked at the vassal ghosts who were screaming but were rushing up in an orderly queue, so he had to order: "Markqin! Don't save ammunition!"

Dada, Maxim finally started to scream again. During this period, the Netherlands army suffered a lot from Maxim. When they heard the itchy sound of the teeth, the neat queue instantly dispersed, and there was no teacher.

After learning the straits, it seems that war is indeed the best catalyst, allowing the tactics of the First World War to appear hundreds of years in advance.

In fact, this is also because the Nanjing garrison army is not familiar with the tactics. Ran Tianfeng didn't know how to exert Maxim's maximum power, which caused the current embarrassment. If the Yizhen Army had been stationed here, it would have built trenches and bunkers everywhere, so how could it be

Let the Dutch Army bully this way?

The Netherlands ships fired again. After a brief cooling, the naval guns could be fired again, turning the Chicken Village into a large cemetery with flesh and blood.

Liu Laosan climbed to Ran Tianfeng with difficulty and shouted at the top of his voice: "There will be no ammunition soon! Head, you take the people back, I will break the back!"

Ran Tianfeng shook his head, and the soul-chasing gun in his hand kept firing. Liu Laosan was anxious and grabbed Ran Tianfeng's arm: "The prince is as kind as a mountain to you, how did you repay you?"

"The third brother, how can I retreat down? The chicken cage is too close to the beach. Before I retreat to the mountains, I will be wiped out. It would be better to fight with them in this village, wait and let them go,

If we stir up together, will the heavy artillery still hit us?"

The commander of the Netherlands Army Andre Oliver suddenly found that the chicken cage, which was just like a hedgehog, was silent, and only sporadic gunfires were still ringing. He frowned and observed, but the smoke of gunpowder blocked his sight, and he looked at it completely.

Not the overall situation on the battlefield.

"General, the firepower of Ming Kingdom suddenly became smaller."

"Well, I'll order Groot to stop the attack immediately! The cunning Ming people want to remove our greatest advantage? Is it possible?"

In fact, the Netherlands army has become a little confused. After all, such a war is not available in Europa. As an experienced general, Oliver knew that he was facing an army that was not inferior to any Europa.

If there were no naval guns to help, I would probably have to rely on siege to resolve the Ming Dynasty's defenders.

Liu Laosan said with a ugly expression: "Hey, what should I do if I don't fall for it?"

"Then let's waste it. Anyway, the Jilong Village has collapsed. I don't believe that all the heavy artillery can be moved to Jilong Village?"

Without needing to bring the naval guns over, Oliver ordered the artillery to move forward, and fierce artillery fire once again attacked the broken city of Jilong Village, and a burst of artillery fire flooded Jilong Village.

"General, look!"
Chapter completed!