It’s the sound of artillery! It’s definitely the sound of artillery!
Qian Wubing stood still, listening carefully to the muffled thunder-like sound in the distance. The soldiers around him were passing by, while Lu Fa and others looked at their consolation envoy inexplicably, not knowing that he suddenly stopped.
What's going on?
"How far is it from the seaside?" Qian Wubing asked.
"We should have walked an average distance, and there is still about ten miles to go!" replied a guard in uniform beside him.
"Where's Ben? Call Ben over!" Qian Wubing nodded and looked around, wondering where Ben had gone.
A moment later, Ben ran over from the front panting. Before he could stand firm, Qian Wubing hurriedly ordered: "Let the team take a rest!" Then, he pointed to the guards around him: "Give him a team of people.
, let him take him to the beach to see, I suspect that our fleet encountered the enemy at sea!"
An unsuspecting army rashly entered the battle between two fleets, especially if it plunged into the opponent's artillery range. There was no need to think about the consequences. Qian Wubing's order was quickly implemented.
, the large group of people stopped, and several Jin Yiwei led a small group of soldiers and hurriedly ran towards the seaside.
Two hours later, the leading Jin Yiwei sent someone back with the news: everything was normal on the beach, and neither their own fleet nor the enemy could be seen. And they followed Qian Wubing's instructions and decisively burned on the beach.
Smoke piles were set up, calling for the arrival of his fleet.
"Wait!" Seeing the officers headed by Ben looking at him, Qian Wubing slowly shook his head: "After they confirm that they are our fleet, we will go to the seaside. It will still be dark before dark.
It’s very early, let’s not panic for a while!”
The thunder that sounded like the sound of cannons in the sky had stopped a few hours ago, and the rain that Lu Fa didn't want to rain never came. Regarding Qian Wubing's caution, whether it was Li Ren's elders or
The officers all accepted it completely, and there were no comments in the team that were detrimental to morale.
All the soldiers were sitting or lying in the woods, resting quietly, conserving their strength, waiting for the order from above to be issued again.
…
"Another firework signal is detected ahead!" The lookout on the mast shouted loudly towards the bottom of the deck. On the small ship's deck on the deck, several soldiers in straight military uniforms were laughing and saying something.
"Move towards the place where the fireworks signal is detected. The helmsman pays attention to the depth of the water and does not sail into shallow water!" A bearded officer, holding a pipe in his mouth, slowly exhaled a puff of smoke and ordered calmly.
In such weather, the busy sailors on the deck and the crew in the cabin below wanted to take off the last layer of cloth to cover themselves, but the few people on this small command platform were all
They are all well-dressed, as if the hot weather cannot affect them at all, even if the sweat on their backs has stained their uniforms so much that they can squeeze out water. They are unwilling to wear this military uniform that represents status and class.
Taken off.
"Although a few shells were consumed, I believe that the general of the Ming Dynasty you mentioned should feel our sincerity for this friendly move by our fleet, although it seems a bit unethical to interfere in the civil war of a sovereign country!"
The bearded officer holding a pipe in his mouth smiled slightly and said to a middle-aged officer next to him. If either Grisha or Qian Wubing were here, they would recognize that this middle-aged officer was the one who "volunteered" to lead the army.
Qian Wubing ordered to go to Annan to contact Benson of the Portuguese Squadron.
"I believe that General Qian will definitely feel our sincerity. These rebels who fled here have caused him a lot of headaches. When they meet us, they can only be considered unlucky!" Benson smiled at this big man.
The bearded officer said: "Your Excellency, Colonel, I believe this is a good start. The trade journey of the great empire and this mysterious and wealthy empire will definitely start in your hands!"
"What a pity, we are just the navy and cannot go ashore! Otherwise, capturing a few prisoners would better show our sincerity!" The bearded colonel smacked his lips, remembering what he saw through the telescope when his fleet left the beach.
The few black figures who arrived were gesturing and cursing at their own fleet, Wei Wei felt a little regretful.
"It doesn't matter, haven't we found traces of these enemies again ahead? We have plenty of opportunities to teach them a lesson!" Benson smiled slightly, maintaining respect for the bearded colonel: "I believe that once our trade route is opened,
This loss of ammunition is simply not worth your heartache, Colonel!"
The bearded colonel nodded reservedly, indicating that he agreed with him. However, he made up his mind to fire a few cannons when he arrived at the place where the fireworks signal was found. He was just the commander of a squadron, and there was no such thing as
There are so many artillery shells for him to waste wantonly. As long as he shows his sincerity, is it possible that he still wants to help the other party wipe out these rebels?
"However, it's a little strange!" Benson suggested to the colonel tactfully based on a soldier's judgment: "These rebels from the Ming Dynasty are definitely not summoning our fleet when they send out signals. Colonel, I think,
In addition to shelling these enemies on shore, we must also beware of threats from the sea!"
The bearded colonel looked at him and sneered slightly: "Thank you, Captain Benson, for reminding me. I have dedicated my life to the empire's navy. I will never make such a low-level mistake!"
Seeing three plumes of black smoke rising into the sky on the beach from a distance, all the officers and soldiers on the fleet became excited. There is no greater pleasure than bullying such an opponent who is unable to fight back. Seeing those dirty Easterners under gunfire
Running around and finally turning into a bloody mess, this feeling is almost as good as having a cold war on a woman, both are so refreshing!
It's a pity that the gunner commander's order only allowed three shots to be fired this time, and he couldn't shoot at will like just now! A gunner licked his lips with regret and put the huge shell into the barrel! Then, he waited until he got to the shore.
Those people who come into range of their own.
The fleet turned slowly. At this moment, the lookout's shrill voice came down from the mast: "Directly ahead, two enemy ships were found. Four enemy ships were found on the left. Colonel, the fleet is surrounded.
This is a trap, we were ambushed!"
The officers' loud and chaotic orders were conveyed quickly in this small fleet of only four ships. The helmsman, who had just turned but had not yet completed the turn, turned the steering wheel very fast, intending to pull the ship back to normal.
On the route, the gunners on each ship who were ready to fire were dumbfounded as they looked at the huge fleet that was approaching from their front and from their flanks!
This is unscientific. Whose fleet is this? How could they all be such huge capital ships? Have the rebels defeated their government forces and taken over all their navy? It’s the sound of cannons! It’s definitely
Gunshot!
Qian Wubing stood still, listening carefully to the muffled thunder-like sound in the distance. The soldiers around him were passing by, while Lu Fa and others looked at their consolation envoy inexplicably, not knowing that he suddenly stopped.
What's going on?
"How far is it from the seaside?" Qian Wubing asked.
"We should have walked an average distance, and there is still about ten miles to go!" replied a guard in uniform beside him.
"Where's Ben? Call Ben over!" Qian Wubing nodded and looked around, wondering where Ben had gone.
A moment later, Ben ran over from the front panting. Before he could stand firm, Qian Wubing hurriedly ordered: "Let the team take a rest!" Then, he pointed to the guards around him: "Give him a team of people.
, let him take him to the beach to see, I suspect that our fleet encountered the enemy at sea!"
An unsuspecting army rashly entered the battle between two fleets, especially if it plunged into the opponent's artillery range. There was no need to think about the consequences. Qian Wubing's order was quickly implemented.
, the large group of people stopped, and several Jin Yiwei led a small group of soldiers and hurriedly ran towards the seaside.
Two hours later, the leading Jin Yiwei sent someone back with the news: everything was normal on the beach, and neither their own fleet nor the enemy could be seen. And they followed Qian Wubing's instructions and decisively burned on the beach.
Smoke piles were set up, calling for the arrival of his fleet.
"Wait!" Seeing the officers headed by Ben looking at him, Qian Wubing slowly shook his head: "After they confirm that they are our fleet, we will go to the seaside. It will still be dark before dark.
It’s very early, let’s not panic for a while!”
The thunder that sounded like the sound of cannons in the sky had stopped a few hours ago, and the rain that Lu Fa didn't want to rain never came. Regarding Qian Wubing's caution, whether it was Li Ren's elders or
The officers all accepted it completely, and there were no comments in the team that were detrimental to morale.
All the soldiers were sitting or lying in the woods, resting quietly, conserving their strength, waiting for the order from above to be issued again.
…
"Another firework signal is detected ahead!" The lookout on the mast shouted loudly towards the bottom of the deck. On the small ship's deck on the deck, several soldiers in straight military uniforms were laughing and saying something.
"Move towards the place where the fireworks signal is detected. The helmsman pays attention to the depth of the water and does not sail into shallow water!" A bearded officer, holding a pipe in his mouth, slowly exhaled a puff of smoke and ordered calmly.
In such weather, the busy sailors on the deck and the crew in the cabin below wanted to take off the last layer of cloth to cover themselves, but the few people on this small command platform were all
They are all well-dressed, as if the hot weather cannot affect them at all, even if the sweat on their backs has stained their uniforms so much that they can squeeze out water. They are unwilling to wear this military uniform that represents status and class.
Taken off.
"Although a few shells were consumed, I believe that the general of the Ming Dynasty you mentioned should feel our sincerity for this friendly move by our fleet, although it seems a bit unethical to interfere in the civil war of a sovereign country!"
The bearded officer holding a pipe in his mouth smiled slightly and said to a middle-aged officer next to him. If either Grisha or Qian Wubing were here, they would recognize that this middle-aged officer was the one who "volunteered" to lead the army.
Qian Wubing ordered to go to Annan to contact Benson of the Portuguese Squadron.
"I believe that General Qian will definitely feel our sincerity. These rebels who fled here have caused him a lot of headaches. When they meet us, they can only be considered unlucky!" Benson smiled at this big man.
The bearded officer said: "Your Excellency, Colonel, I believe this is a good start. The trade journey of the great empire and this mysterious and wealthy empire will definitely start in your hands!"
"What a pity, we are just the navy and cannot go ashore! Otherwise, capturing a few prisoners would better show our sincerity!" The bearded colonel smacked his lips, remembering what he saw through the telescope when his fleet left the beach.
The few black figures who arrived were gesturing and cursing at their own fleet, Wei Wei felt a little regretful.
"It doesn't matter, haven't we found traces of these enemies again ahead? We have plenty of opportunities to teach them a lesson!" Benson smiled slightly, maintaining respect for the bearded colonel: "I believe that once our trade route is opened,
This loss of ammunition is simply not worth your heartache, Colonel!"
The bearded colonel nodded reservedly, indicating that he agreed with him. However, he made up his mind to fire a few cannons when he arrived at the place where the fireworks signal was found. He was just the commander of a squadron, and there was no such thing as
There are so many artillery shells for him to waste wantonly. As long as he shows his sincerity, is it possible that he still wants to help the other party wipe out these rebels?
"However, it's a little strange!" Benson suggested to the colonel tactfully based on a soldier's judgment: "These rebels from the Ming Dynasty are definitely not summoning our fleet when they send out signals. Colonel, I think,
In addition to shelling these enemies on shore, we must also beware of threats from the sea!"
The bearded colonel looked at him and sneered slightly: "Thank you, Captain Benson, for reminding me. I have dedicated my life to the empire's navy. I will never make such a low-level mistake!"
Seeing three plumes of black smoke rising into the sky on the beach from a distance, all the officers and soldiers on the fleet became excited. There is no greater pleasure than bullying such an opponent who is unable to fight back. Seeing those dirty Easterners under gunfire
Running around and finally turning into a bloody mess, this feeling is almost as good as having a cold war on a woman, both are so refreshing!
It's a pity that the gunner commander's order only allowed three shots to be fired this time, and he couldn't shoot at will like just now! A gunner licked his lips with regret and put the huge shell into the barrel! Then, he waited until he got to the shore.
Those people who come into range of their own.
The fleet turned slowly. At this moment, the lookout's shrill voice came down from the mast: "Directly ahead, two enemy ships were found. Four enemy ships were found on the left. Colonel, the fleet is surrounded.
This is a trap, we were ambushed!"
The officers' loud and chaotic orders were conveyed quickly in this small fleet of only four ships. The helmsman, who had just turned but had not yet completed the turn, turned the steering wheel very fast, intending to pull the ship back to normal.
On the route, the gunners on each ship who were ready to fire were dumbfounded as they looked at the huge fleet that was approaching from their front and from their flanks!
This is unscientific. Whose fleet is this? How could they all be such huge capital ships? Have the rebels already defeated their government forces and taken over all their navy?