"I think we can also contact the Jurchens in Liaodong. After all, we can't open up a situation in the imperial capital. We can try those Tatars."
Someone immediately came out to object, "Those people believe in more primitive shamans, which may be more difficult to convince than the people of the Ming Dynasty."
Nan Huairen pondered for a while and said: "I have been in contact with them, and they are not particularly difficult to contact. They are relatively simple-minded and simple in personality. Although they are more barbaric, they also have their own rules of conduct. In fact, you can try
try."
Tang Ruowang asked: "I find that these people in the East are very practical. They will always come if they see benefits or benefit to themselves. I don't know what these Jianzhou people need and what we can provide them.
"
Nan Huairen said: "I think they have been fighting the Ming Dynasty for a long time, and they like everything related to war. Such as medicines, armor, firearms, swords, etc. I think they will be interested in our cannons.
.Just like the Ming Dynasty."
Long Huamin (Italian) said: "The Ming Dynasty purchased a lot of Western-style artillery. I heard that the previous leader of Jianzhou died after being wounded by European artillery. I heard that the artillery was from Macau, salvage the sunken English weapons
Guns on a merchant ship.”
Deng Yuhan (German) said: "The people of Jianzhou will be tempted. Their old leaders were killed by artillery. They must be eager to get these artillery. I think they will adopt an open attitude towards religion. They can do it for
If you rise up and accept the shaman, you will definitely be able to associate with us in order to gain an advantage in the war."
Matteo Ricci and Tang Ruowang both nodded, feeling that this statement was reasonable. Instead of making up these random books here and not knowing whether anyone would believe them, it would be better to go to Liaodong and try their luck.
This is an old routine for these people. They always bring some small items to show off their advanced technology. For example, pocket watches, mirrors, telescopes, reading glasses, matchlock guns, naval guns,...
But the Chinese always leave the packaging boxes and return the consciousness-related things inside. This makes them very anxious and helpless.
European matchlocks and artillery must be needed by the people of Jianzhou. This is in line with the results of rational thinking. Everyone agreed, and suddenly they no longer had much interest in compiling this crappy book.
Madeng Yun shrank his neck and hid behind the crenel. From the gap in the hanging door, he carefully stretched out his telescope and looked into the distance.
A large herringbone shack was pushed towards the city wall on four wheels.
Now that a round of trebuchet attacks had just ended, these siege engines made of wood and cowhide came up again.
At this time, the walls of the city and the moats were filled with dead bodies. If it hadn't been for winter, they were all so frozen that no one could stand on the stinking city walls.
This is a new method of establishing slaves. Madeng Yun has never seen what this is.
These sturdy wooden houses covered with rawhide moved slowly forward.
Ma Dengyun estimated that if they were all used to hold people, each one could probably hide two rows of people, with about ten people in each row. But he didn't know how to use it.
At first, Ma Dengyun thought it was used to attack the city gate. If this thing had a log for impact, it would be a battering ram. However, he observed it for a long time and found that it did not hit the wood.
Fire began to fire on the city wall, and artillery, muskets, and bows and arrows were fired at these small houses. After a crackling sound, these small houses only paused for a moment before continuing to move forward.
Obviously, these weapons did not have a big impact on them. The lead bullets of the general's cannon have been fired, and the cannonballs now made of stone are not effective and have poor accuracy. It is difficult to hit these small moving houses.
Muskets and bows and arrows obviously cannot penetrate the wooden shells and cowhide armor of these small houses.
Soon these small houses were pushed under the city wall. Then thick smoke billowed out. Three or four people escaped from the back of the house and went directly into the moat to hide.
Only then did Madeng Yun understand that these were burning and smoking devices.
In the blink of an eye, the densely packed small wooden houses leaning against the city all burst into flames. Because the wood was newly cut and highly moist, the thick smoke was almost overwhelming.
Blow by the north wind, everything burned violently.
For a moment, white smoke covered the city wall and the soldiers coughed. The crenellations could not be seen clearly. It was full of thick smoke. The irritated people's eyes were red. They were filled with tears and they could not see anything clearly.
At this time, the sound of horns suddenly came from the city. The Mongols rushed up again carrying ladders like a tide.
Ma Dengyun cursed in his heart, these shameless slaves, if they can't beat them, they use smoke. This is really despicable.
I have to say that these smoke cans are very useful. I guess there are dried wolfsbane flowers in the car. The thick smoke is very irritating to the eyes and throat.
"Throw down Zhentian Lei and Ten Thousand Enemies to me. Blast these sons of bitches to death." Ma Dengyun roared angrily.
The current situation is not good. We cannot clearly see the situation in front of us. We must remove these smoke canisters.
The three brothers Dorgon, Duduo, and Azig looked at the city wall that had been completely covered by thick smoke, and they all showed excited expressions. The ten days of siege battles had been too hard. Madeng Yun was not good at all.
Provoked. They suffered heavy casualties.
Duduo looked at the top of the city and couldn't see below at all. Those people must have been killed by the thick smoke of the Wolfsbane flower. Just as he was about to give the order, Zhengbai Banner urged the Mongols to attack the city again.
I saw countless packages thrown down from the battlements. Then they exploded.
Wrapped in these quilts are jars filled with gunpowder. The reason why they are wrapped in quilts is to prevent the jars from being broken when they are put in.
Each jar is filled with twenty kilograms of gunpowder. The gunpowder is sealed, and the hardness of the ceramic is very high. The explosion is very powerful.
Groups of exploding fireballs rose up, and the powerful explosive force sent the burning wood flying everywhere, directly extinguishing the fire. Explosions can extinguish flames. This is common sense, and Ma Dengyun naturally knows it. Even in modern times, there are fire extinguishers.
Cannons and stuff like that.
The powerful shock wave is a powerful tool for extinguishing fires. Moreover, after the big explosion explodes these combustibles, they are thrown far away and extinguish the flames instantly.
The Mongolians who had just rushed to the city, erected ladders, and climbed up desperately were blown up. The jars exploded under their buttocks, and shock waves erupted from below. They screamed and flew into the sky.
These sharp broken porcelain fragments were like shrapnel, sweeping around, and these unlucky ones were directly smashed into a sieve by the fragments while they were still in the air.