"Boom boom boom"

Balls of fire suddenly rose on the outer city wall of St. Paul's Battery! It was like lightning falling from the sky, whistling divine thunders hit the thick city wall, and then burst, turning into countless scythes of the god of death, running rampant on the top of the unblocked city wall, and standing there, completely at a loss, knocking down the Portuguese one after another!

Because he had been worried that the Ming army would use the night to launch a sneak attack, Rotoni transferred his reserve team to the city wall, causing the city wall on the west side of the outer city of the big turret to be full of Portuguese soldiers. Now these people have become targets of the Ming army's artillery, with no way to survive at least one or two hundred people, and in this way, they were beaten into a pool of meat mud in rounds of shelling!

And those who survived for the time were all crazy, either trampling on the walls of companions and running on the bright red blood, wondering where they were going? Or simply wailing down from the walls of Jesus.

There was also a chaotic under the city wall. The Ming army's artillery round after round, and each round, one or two shells fell into the high walls of the outer city of the turret!

Some of these shells will explode immediately after they land, turning into countless life-seeking fragments. Once cut, a large piece of them will be covered by the explosion power, and corpses are everywhere!

Those who escaped by chance also fell into madness and the greatest fear. For them, this was simply a doomsday judgment!

This is the end of colonialism!

But behind the exterior wall of a manor opposite the city wall, it was brightly lit and hot at this time. This is Zhu Hetian’s artillery position!

Twelve small-caliber mortars were placed on the spot, and each mortar was surrounded by a circle of busy gunners. Flowering bullets with wooden sticks inserted on their butts were constantly loaded into the mortars, and then fired out.

In the darkness, no one could see their ballistics clearly, but the subsequent big explosion could tell the artillery soldiers who were lying on the wall how their artillery bombardment could be hit.

Zhu Heying himself was also lying on the wall, holding a thousand-mile mirror and staring forward intently.

To be honest, the scene of the flowering bullet explosion of the sugar medicine is not particularly shocking. Zhu Hechan has seen a bigger scene from the special effects of later TV movies!

However, Zhu Hetong's chemical knowledge clearly told him that every explosion that occurs on or within the walls of the outer city of the turret may cause great casualties!

If many people were within the range that the power of the explosion could reach, the mode of war seemed to have been completely changed!

Zhu Heying thought to himself: "No one can stand on the battlefield and carry sugar medicine to bloom and blow the Portuguese, and the British must not do it, and the Eight Banners soldiers of Emperor Kangxi are even worse."

"Criminal, this candy and potency bullet is too powerful, right?"

Zhuge Sanhe was stuttering. The great military advisor was standing on a table behind the wall, staring blankly as the city wall not far away was shrouded in a ball of fire that suddenly rose up again and again.

For him, the "wild military advisor Zhuge" who lived in the chaotic times of the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, the scene of the "big explosion" in front of him was almost the same as the sky and the earth collapsed.

"Criminal, are there any living people on the top of this city?"

The question was Lin Ahu. Although he was from an artillery, the "cannon" he knew and the "cannon" he saw now seemed to be the same thing!

Zhu Hezhang shook his head and said, "If the Portuguese had put many sandbags on the city wall that could withstand shrapnel, then someone would have survived."

"Who will put this on the top of the city?" Lin Ahu shook his head repeatedly, "It seems that we will be able to enter the city tomorrow!"

Zhu Hezang nodded and ordered: "Ahu, go and arrange the bullets and long ladders to penetrate the wall! Tomorrow morning, when Qiu Rong's troops arrive, send someone to persuade him to surrender. If not, attack. You can try to blow up a section of the city wall!"

The so-called wall-through bomb is actually a hollow-filled sugar bomb!

Zhu Heying prepared a lot of this kind of ammunition, and it was also their target to use them to blow up various walls of Macau's city walls!

However, he didn't know whether this kind of wall-through bullet could blow through the city walls of Macau? So he even prepared a long ladder, and if it didn't work, he would climb up.

When Lin Ahu was preparing to siege the city, the shelling was of course continuing!

Zhu and Kao prepared a base ammunition for each of the twelve small-caliber mortars, which could be used for a few hours and could be used until tomorrow morning.

Therefore, the people in the outer city of St. Paul's Fortress must continue to accept the doomsday trial from Zhu Hetong, the "little anti-imperialist"!

Gone are the era when imperialism can force China to sell something with just a few cannons at the door of China!

Now it is the Chinese people who have put the "small mortar cannon" at the gate of imperialism!

"O God!"

"Help!"

"Ah!"

"This is the end of the world!"

Inside St. Paul's Castle, there is already a doomsday scene at this time!

There have been many flowering bullets near the west wall of the castle. Although not every flowering bullet will explode, there are still many flowering bullets that have become weapons of "doomsday judgment"!

Those who stayed there had been "sentenced" to death! The dead and the dying people were lying all over the ground. It was hard to say where the soul went, but the body was completely ruined.

A far away from the "explosion site", that is, at the entrance of St. Paul's Cathedral, there are also living people waiting for trial. Basically, they are seriously sinful Portuguese or mixed-race Portuguese, which is closer to God, and yellow-skinned or dark-skinned people are not qualified to stay!

Bishop Sang also led a large group of people to sing praises to the Father, Son, Holy Spirit, and Virgin one by one, but it was not effective!

In other words, those in the sky are going to judge the end, and the Ming army outside the city is now the "Hammer of God", responsible for hammering everyone down.

Rothony had already entered St. Paul's Cathedral at this time, kneeling in front of the statue of Jesus, crying and confessing to the sins he committed. There were many sins! There were murder, robbery, corruption, bribery, adultery, frame good people, sheltering evil people, and as for lying Jesus, it was no longer a big deal.

While Rotoni confessed, there were roars after roar outside the church from time to time!

And after every roar, there are heartbreaking crying.

The roar seemed to be endless, but it sounded slowly, although there were no living defenders on the west exterior wall of St. Paul's Castle at this time.

However, the Ming army outside the city did not know, so they were still shooting continuously. Although these explosions of shells could not kill more colonists, they could make them feel more desperate.

And just as everyone's despair reached its peak, a voice suddenly rang out in the church.

"Jesus! You mean, should we surrender to the Ming army?"

"Jesus! I heard your voice"

"I will follow your commands by Jesus!"

Now everyone is not calm. Is it someone talking to Jesus? Or is it because they are afraid of death?

Rotoni and Santos looked at each other, then looked at the people in the church together, trying to find the man. Finally, the four eyes were focused on a priest in his fifties and gray beard that was almost growing to his belly.

This gray-bearded oriental man named Luo Wenzhao, who was a "Hu Jianren". He had been with the Catholic priest who came to China to preach in the late Ming Dynasty. Now he has become the highest magical priest in the entire Chinese diocese. If it were not for the racial issue, he would have become a bishop of Macau. He has received recommendations from many non-Portuguese foreign priests. Unfortunately, because of his skin color, he was rejected by the Roman Catholic Church, which insisted that everyone is equal before God.
Chapter completed!