Chapter 161 Great Mercy and Great Compassion Namo Gatling Bodhisattva
Chapter 161 The Great Merciful and Great Compassionate Namo Gatling Bodhisattva
The cold wind in February was blowing, and even though the sun was already three o'clock in the sky, the cold wind was still chilling on my face.
There are more and more Mongolian people in the distance, shadowy figures snooping around.
Zhang Hongfan definitely has the ability, at least he has been able to contain the defeated troops.
He actually thought about retreating, but the Zong Wang who accompanied the army was unwilling.
Kublai Khan set up supervisory troops everywhere, namely Daru Huachi.
For example, Zhang Hongfan led tens of thousands of troops to fight outside, and his supervisory army even directly used the clan king of the Golden Family.
Zhang Hongfan wanted to withdraw his troops and repair the city dozens of miles away. He wanted to find out what kind of monster it was before making any plans.
But Prince Zong Qimuge directly refused.
"The sentinel has found out that there is only one monster, and it has been lying in the main camp for a long time without moving."
Qimuge shouted loudly, boosting the morale of the generals, "This fire-breathing monster must be taken down and dedicated to the Khan. There is only one of it, and we have at least ten thousand soldiers and horses here. Even if we press it, it will be crushed to death."
Already."
Zhang Hongfan had no choice but to defend himself, "Zong Wang Mingjian, that monster is invulnerable."
"Invulnerable?" Qimuge sneered again and again. "We still have artillery! Such a thick city wall can collapse. How many cannons can the monster withstand even if it is made of copper and iron?"
"Choose warriors, trap them with extra ropes, and then bring artillery fire closer to bombard them. I don't believe it anymore. There are things in this world that our Mongolian cavalry cannot defeat."
There were artillery in the Song Dynasty.
After all, as long as you have some brains, you can't really use all the gunpowder to set off firecrackers and fireworks.
The Song Dynasty had long had muskets, and later expanded into the original version of artillery.
At first it was made of bamboo, then it was improved to wood texture, and then it was made of metal pipes.
After all, Meng Yuan has the most outstanding craftsmen in the world. They slaughter the city wherever they go, but the craftsmen and beauties will never be killed. On the contrary, they will take them all away.
With so many craftsmen gathered together, it is not difficult to improve to metal artillery.
The bronze cannons they made were so powerful that many cities in the Southern Song Dynasty were destroyed by them.
Zhang Hongfan tried to persuade Zhang Hongfan, but Qimuge was determined and threatened that if Zhang Hongfan did not comply, he would exercise his power to supervise the army.
As the saying goes, when the cunning rabbit dies, the running dog will be cooked.
Basically, wherever the Mongolian cavalry went, it became the territory of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty. Naturally, the status of these Han military princes dropped significantly.
Zhang Hongfan had no choice but to ask for as many defeated troops as possible.
This request was supported by Qi Muge. After all, when fighting, the more people, the better.
In the afternoon, when Li Yunze couldn't help but want to go to the beach to call the Song people to land quickly, the Mongolian army, which had been repairing, finally came closer.
Looking at the mighty Mongolian army slowly approaching, and then looking at the copper artillery in the rear formation, Li Yunze shook his neck and stood up from the infantry fighting vehicle.
"It's time to show real technology."
From morning to now, he hasn't just stayed around like this.
Although the ammunition for the infantry fighting vehicle has been exhausted, there are still many toys in his warehouse.
Back to the modern world, just move over to the Great Compassionate Namo Gatling Bodhisattva!
Remove the remote-controlled machine gun on the roof of the previous car and install the Gatling on it.
Afterwards, boxes and boxes of ammunition were carried over, opened and fastened together, and then his hand grasped the handle.
"Come on, for the sake of those innocent souls who died tragically under your butcher's knife, I will send you my warmest greetings!"
The Mongolian army also discovered Li Yunze, but he was only one person.
Moreover, the monster with copper skin and iron bones has not moved for a long time.
With the constant urging of Qimuge, a large number of Mongolian troops began to accelerate forward.
After measuring the approximate distance with a rangefinder, Li Yunze started the motor and started to drive the wheel to spin crazily.
‘Zizzizizi~~~’
Gatling Bodhisattva with super high speed of fire begins to save all sentient beings.
The crazy rain of bullets was like a sickle sweeping across a wheat field, truly wiping out the Mongolian troops.
Wherever the terrifying bullet chain swept away, they collapsed and lay flat.
No matter where you are from, don't mention your armor, don't talk about your bravery and cowardice.
In front of the compassionate Gatling Bodhisattva, all living beings are equal.
Those at the forefront were the soldiers with the highest morale that the Mongolian army could find at this time, and they also suffered the heaviest losses.
The two thousand elite cavalrymen were beaten into a sieve by both men and horses before they even had time to throw out the ropes they held in their hands.
There is no doubt that the Mongolian army, which finally mustered up the courage, was defeated once again.
On the one hand, it was because of the heavy casualties, and on the other hand, it was because of this unprecedented attack method.
The Gatling Bodhisattva has a very long range. Even if the Mongolian army fled, Li Yunze had no intention of stopping. He continued to shoot, sweeping the bullet chain into the crumbling Mongolian army.
Those poor people who died tragically under the butcher's knife of the Mongolian army would definitely let out a sigh of relief if they saw this scene.
'You have today too!'
When Li Yunze, who was still unfinished, finally stopped, Gatling Bodhisattva's body was already red.
Probably when the Bodhisattva is angry, the color is also red.
In front of him was a dense fan-shaped pile of corpses from near to far.
Countless people and horses covered the ground, and occasionally there were wounded people wailing among them.
Li Yunze raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, stood up and looked towards the sea.
After waiting for almost a whole day, there was finally movement over there. Many figures of the Song Army had already appeared in the field of vision.
Li Yunze smiled, opened the space-time gate and drove the infantry fighting vehicle back to the warehouse.
When Lu Xiufu, Zhang Shijie and others personally brought a large number of Song troops over, even though they had been shocked by the tragic situation of the Mongolian troops along the way, it can be seen that when they saw the scene in front of them, they were still deeply shocked.
The Mongolian army, which had defeated the Song Dynasty, was now densely packed across the land, with more than thousands of them!
"Prime Minister Lu." Li Yunze stepped forward, smiled and held his hands, "Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life."
Lu Xiufu's body was trembling as he fled all the way. He had never seen such a spectacular, so refreshing scenery.
In the past, soldiers and civilians of the Imperial and Song dynasties died tragically at the hands of the Mongolian army.
"gentlemen."
Lu Xiufu, who spoke with a trembling voice, quickly stepped forward and held Li Yunze's hand tightly, "Thank you sir for avenging the people of the Imperial Song Dynasty!"
"This is what a son of the Han family should do."
At this time, Zhang Shijie, who was also in great shock, also hurried over and said, "May I ask, sir, how is this done?"
"Buddha said, it cannot be said."
After casually prevaricating, Li Yunze looked at Lu Xiufu again: "Prime Minister, what you promised before"
Lu Xiufu immediately said seriously, "May I ask, sir, what do you want?"
"It will take a lot of money to defeat the Mongolian army this time." Li Yunze was of course not polite. "It will take ten thousand taels of gold."
The Song Dynasty made one tael and forty grams, and ten thousand taels of gold equaled forty kilograms.
If we take action in the modern world, at least a small target is more than enough.
As for Li Yunze's actual consumption, even including the money spent on modifying infantry fighting vehicles, he didn't spend a fraction of it.
Of course, the real expense is his appearance fee.
Seeing that Lu Xiufu looked a little embarrassed, Li Yunze asked sincerely, "Is there any difficulty?"
The price is also negotiable. After all, the asking price is high and you will pay back the money on arrival.
"Don't worry, sir." As a civil servant, Lu Xiufu, how could he engage in such bargaining? He immediately responded, "Let someone get it right now."
The currencies used in the Song Dynasty were copper coins and silk. Gold and silver were generally used for sacrifices or large transactions.
The small court of the Southern Song Dynasty fled all the way, and there was not much gold and silver left with it.
But I don’t have to say, at this time, I will definitely give whatever I ask for, even if it is Queen Mother Yang. Ahem, the Queen Mother will definitely agree to give gold.
Zhang Shijie is still asking, "May I ask, sir, how is this done?"
Li Yunze smiled and said nothing and did not respond at all.
Zhang Shijie had no choice but to stomp his feet while arranging his men to pursue the defeated troops.
Of course, he also has good things going on.
During the previous battle, Zhang Shijie's nephew Han Cheng was captured by the Mongolian army. This time the Mongolian army suddenly collapsed and did not have time to deal with it, but allowed him to escape.
After confirming that the Mongolian army had fled dozens of miles away, Lu Xiufu hurriedly mobilized the soldiers and civilians on the fleet to go ashore.
If they don't get ashore, they will collapse.
That night, the Song Army held a grand celebration ceremony in Zhang Hongfan's main camp.
The soldiers and civilians of the Song Dynasty and the Song Dynasty, who had always been defeated and fled again and again, were forced to the sea. Finally, they saw a hearty victory. Seeing the countless corpses of the Mongolian army, their emotions relaxed and made the banquet extremely lively.
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Empress Dowager Yang personally took the young emperor to toast Li Yunze and saluted him, calling him the Immortal Master.
He single-handedly defeated tens of thousands of Mongolian troops. What else could this be but the ability of a god?
Empress Dowager Yang personally sent Li Yunze an imperial edict to confer him the title of Imperial Master, but unfortunately Li Yunze was not very interested in it.
This is not the line he wants to take.
After the banquet, Li Yunze found Lu Xiufu again.
"Sir, he is a man among the gods, why should he care about a mere celebrity in the human world?"
Lu Xiufu couldn't understand what Li Yunze was thinking. How could he care about such a thing if he had such earth-shattering abilities.
"The man among the gods." This title reminded Li Yunze of a guy with a big face.
He shook his head and threw away the image of the man. "My requirements are not high. The status of an imperial camp commander is enough."
The official positions in the Song Dynasty were inherited from the late Tang Dynasty and the Five Dynasties. The various professional titles and positions were extremely complex and heavily overlapped with each other.
Even many people who are involved in it have difficulty fully understanding it.
After Wanyan established the Southern Song Dynasty, he gathered soldiers and horses from various places into the imperial camp.
For example, Zhang Shijie had served as the governor before.
This is a temporary position, specially set up for leading troops in war, and will be abolished when the war ends.
Lu Xiufu still wanted to persuade you. This status is simply insulting you, the immortal master.
But Li Yunze's request was not over yet: "Select three thousand troops from the army to belong to me. Those who are from the North and those without family members are given priority."