"I didn't ask you this!" Zhu Wanjing shook her head. She has died once. Does she still care about life and death so much? The child in her belly is what she worries about the most.
"I'm afraid there are no less than five thousand people outside the city. Even if you don't tell me in detail, they look like they are not a family with their flags in a mess. It seems that your Maori family has offended the public!" Zhu Wanting said with some disdain.
: "It stands to reason that your Maori family has made public outrage and been beaten by others. It has nothing to do with us. The Maori family and us are just a business relationship. It's just that these people gathered a group of people to beat you.
I don’t care about you, but since you brought us in, we can’t ignore it!”
Five thousand people, in Zhu Wanjing's eyes, is really not enough. When did the Ming Dynasty raise an army without three to five to five thousand people, what kind of war would it be to fight a few thousand people? But here in Fusang, a war with a few thousand people
, then it can be called a "battle". Maybe, their history books will be able to record this matter openly. No matter what Zhu Wanting said, she is also a bloodline of the Tian family. She has a high vision and looks down on the opponent's little battle.
, that’s perfectly normal.
"Actually, there aren't that many..." Mao Lilan blushed slightly. In order to avoid worrying the lady, the Maoli family did reduce the enemy's situation a little. However, even if Zhu Wanting couldn't count, she could read the flags and there were still people around her.
There is a Li Ren general who has been fighting for a long time. He really can't hide this fancy thing from her.
"I didn't ask you this!" Zhu Wanjing interrupted her again: "I'm afraid it's impossible to expect your Maori family to turn defeat into victory, so please give me a real answer as to how long the Maori family can last. I don't want me to
As soon as the child was born, the first thing he saw was the scene of killing everywhere in the city!"
"At least a month!" Mao Lilan gritted his teeth and slightly exaggerated the original estimated time. In fact, as long as the coalition forces outside the city maintain this intensity of attack, I am afraid that in less than half a month, the Mao Li family in the city will
The samurai have to fight it all, and the remaining peasant soldiers who have been recruited will not be able to survive a day without the leadership and supervision of the samurai.
When she said this, she had already thought clearly in her mind. According to the past rules, every half month, there would always be one armored ship coming to Fuso to replace another one. It has been three or four days now, even if
The message for help sent by this lady was not received by Ming Dynasty. According to the usual rules, there are still ten days before the armored ships are due to arrive, not to mention the two armored ships that have gone to unknown places.
, but they may come back at any time within these ten days. As soon as they come back, the siege will be solved immediately.
One month, even half the water can last half a month! That's enough. Zhu Wanting looked at Mao Lilan, stopped talking, and motioned to Xiaolu to help her go back.
Under the city wall, there were many wounded soldiers lying or sleeping. Zhu Wanting walked past the wounded soldiers. Unexpectedly, the wounded soldier sang an unclear tune in a low voice. The tune originally had some meaning.
The joy is only in such a scene, but this kind of melody is more desolate and sad than a sad song.
Suddenly, she stood still.
Xiao Lu gently supported her young lady and sighed secretly in her heart. These soldiers, if you want to moan, just moan. No matter how hard you hum, my wife is pregnant and her temperament has become much more delicate. Maybe she can go back.
After that, I had to think about it again.
"Did you hear that?" Zhu Wanting turned around and asked,
Xiao Lu nodded, and Zhu Wanjing turned her head again, looking at Qiu Cao'er who was guarding her with a knife with questioning eyes. Qiu Cao'er was a martial artist, and his ears should be much better than those two weak women.
"It seems like there is a noise outside the city?" Qiu Cao'er said with some uncertainty: "Madam, let's leave quickly. The enemies outside the city may be attacking the city again. It's almost dark now. They are really crazy!
"
"That's not right!" Zhu Wanjing shook her head and pointed at the Maori warriors and soldiers who were screaming strangely on the top of the city. The strange screams they made while waving their weapons were not shouts of fear or ferocity, but seemed to be - joy?
"Look back, let's go up and have a look!" Zhu Wanting turned around, her heart pounding.
"Madam, let's go to the castle tower!" Mao Lilan said neatly: "It's the highest place in the city. From a high position, you can have a panoramic view!"
This time, Zhu Wanjing did not refuse, but only quickened her pace. Following Mao Lilan, she walked towards the high castle tower. Along the way, the strange screams, or cheers, in the city became louder and louder.
The Maori warriors and soldiers who were watching their group along the road all gave way to the road from a distance, or knelt aside or bent their heads, waiting for their group to pass.
On the castle tower, Mao Liyuan also had a look of joy. In his hand, he held the telescope he bought with a lot of money from Sihai Fleet. When he saw Zhu Wanting walking in, he hurriedly walked over and took the telescope in his hand.
, handed it to Zhu Wanjing: "Mrs. Jing, look..."
Zhu Wanjing took the telescope in her hand, but did not put it in front of her eyes. In fact, it was not necessary at all. At the bleak junction of sky and water in the distance, a dark shadow of sails was slowly but firmly moving from the horizon.
The ship's head popped up, and then, the shadow of the ship, which looked like thick ink, was like a huge dark cloud on the horizon, floating silently towards Nagasaki.
She no longer had to guess. The panicked movements of the enemies outside the field, the cheers of the Maori warriors in the city, and the excited look on Moori Moton's face all only meant one thing - the armored ship was coming!
…
"The two flags of Dingyuan and Fuyuan advanced forward, and the four flags of Pingyuan, Jinghai, Yangwei, and Fubo spread out, followed closely behind, and the Weiyuan flag followed the Chinese army!"
Qian Wubing stood on the tall ship building and saw the growing city in the distance. He put down the telescope in his hand and said calmly.
Following his order, the flag bearers standing on both sides of the ship waved the high flags in their hands. After a while, two huge sea ships, surrounded by a group of smaller ships, broke away from the entire sea.
The fleet rushed forward, and behind the two ships, like the wings of an eagle spreading out, dozens of ships, led by several ironclad ships, slowly sailed towards both sides. If there were those panicking outside the city,
If the coalition generals have the same telescope as Qian Wubing's, they can clearly see in the telescope that while these ships are moving, the side panels of the gun cabins under the ship's side have already
It was slowly opened, and the huge cannons on the stern of the ship that they thought were incredible were quickly loading gunpowder and projectiles with the busy work of many soldiers.
"One can't be updated! Two can't be updated. Sir, it's time to anchor!" The running sailors reported the speed of the water. The sailors were also frantically closing the sail ropes, while the gunners holding torches in their hands were more
Their eyes were all focused on their commander, and their commander was staring at the command flag on the ship building. Everyone seemed to be able to hear their own breathing.
"Broad side, three guns fired!" The flag on the other side of the ship building was finally waved. The gunners, who had been waiting for the order for a long time, followed the gesture of their commander in sight and stretched out their torches without hesitation to the ones that had been prepared.
On the match rope.
"Bang bang bang!" A series of huge sounds sounded like muffled thunder. The huge hull seemed to be pushed back by a huge hand, shaking and bumping violently. The gun muzzle rose.
White smoke quickly spread and enveloped the entire ship.
None of the gunners knew whether the projectiles they fired had hit the target. Their sight had been blocked by the white mist on the sea. Even if their ears were tied with cloth strips, it was as if the sound between heaven and earth had suddenly been lost.
, invisible and inaudible, they just mechanically cleaned the gun barrel, loaded gunpowder projectiles, and then repeated the process they had repeated countless times.
They couldn't see what was happening on the shore, but some people could.
On the high ship's deck, Qian Wubing held a telescope and looked at the black figures running under the gunfire, with a sneer on his lips. With such a distance and so many people, even the gunners on the ship, even
A blind man doesn't worry about shooting in the wrong place, let alone not hitting anyone, not to mention that the gunner has been carefully trained and trained for such a long time.
Are these people crazy? There are so many people gathered under the small Nagasaki Castle.
The four armored ships that had been deployed, and a group of small boats behind them, also arrived at the shooting position. As soon as they arrived at the position, the artillery on their ships couldn't wait to fire. Three guns were fired. This was an order. There were too many.
, it must be against military orders, but even if the enemy is in chaos, if you don't shoot, you will feel sorry for yourself. Mr. Qian is rich, he will not feel sorry for this little money!
The dusk was getting darker and darker. After the fleet fired a salvo of artillery, even through a telescope, the movement on the shore could no longer be clearly seen. Waiting for the sea breeze to blow away some of the smoke on the sea, Qian Wubing opened his eyes wide.
, and could only see the dark and quiet area under Nagasaki Castle. The figures running around just now seemed to be swallowed up by the darkness and could no longer be seen.
The Nagasaki Pier that I still had some memories of in the past, let alone a ship, could not even be seen as a pier. Qian Wubing smacked his lips and ordered helplessly: "Every flag anchors, be careful.
alert!"
There was no way to go ashore that night. Qian Wubing felt regretful and hurriedly hurriedly. He didn't expect to arrive in Nagasaki at this time. Otherwise, he would have dispersed these Fuso people seeking death, and then sent his overseas Qianhu
If these thousands of people are put in, I am afraid that the result will come out immediately, and there is no need to wait until dawn before making a decision.