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Chapter 755 The Shortest War in the World (Part [-], please subscribe)
cannon.

The sound of cannons in the early hours of the morning woke up the entire city of Sambazir from their sleep, but the reactions were different from person to person. As the ruler, Sultan Khalifa bin Said was shot When he woke up with a start, his first reaction was—could his brother have sent someone to call him.

After all, they only had a truce mediated by the UK four years ago and split into two countries, and his eldest brother, the true heir to the Sultanate of Oman, has always been very dissatisfied with his occupation of Sambakir, even after the split four years ago The treaty was also forced to sign.

Now he will send people to fight over, it is simply... amazing, after all, Oman simply does not have the ability to send troops across the sea to fight.

Just when he got up in a hurry and walked to the window, he saw several groups of flames suddenly rising from the sea, and then there was the deafening sound of gunfire.

In the sound of the guns, the sea and the sky seemed to be lit up by the gun flames. At that moment, Said vaguely saw a steam ship.

"Steam warship? Foreigner? Who? British?"

Almost instinctively, he only thought it was the British navy. Could it be that the British supported Oman?

Just when he was thinking this way, suddenly, several groups of huge flames rose up with a violent explosion in the distance.

There is a fort, and the simple fort is almost vulnerable to a ten-inch naval gun. Just one round of shooting the Sambazier soldiers on the fort was dead or wounded, and they completely lost their combat effectiveness.

After a round of shelling, the boiler soldiers began to board the ship. After several lifeboats were lowered, the boiler soldiers with weapons had just boarded the boat, and they were dragged by the traffic boat on the right and approached the shore. At this time, the one on the left The sailors on the traffic boat have already controlled the slave ship. Under the gunpoints of the sailors, those slave traders with gem-studded daggers or scimitars pinned to their waists all raised their hands high. After all, that Side cannons were pointed at them.

"We surrender, we surrender..."

Of course, after they surrendered, those daggers or scimitars inlaid with gems, and the revolvers with ivory handles became the weapons of war for sailors. I have to say that slave traders are very rich. For those gem daggers, Of course, the sailors accepted them one by one with a smile. This can be regarded as their harvest in this war.

war!

It's a war!
During the bombardment of the "Tianlong", the sailors went ashore directly from the port. After landing, they did not encounter any resistance. There were even black slaves who ran over and took the initiative to lead them, although the slaves did not know who these people were. Who, but whoever they were, these foreigners certainly didn't need slaves.

"Sir, the guards are at the Sultan's Palace, the Sultan's Palace..."

Although the sailors could not understand the Arabic spoken by the slaves, they still understood what he meant under the gesticulations of the other party. At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, they directly led more than a hundred sailors with an 88mm light gun. The field artillery rushed towards the palace. The palace is a three-story Arabic-style building. As soon as they approached the palace, gunshots rang out. The cover resists the attack of the invaders.

"Quick, cannon, cannon..."

Although Song Yunchu is a naval officer, he is not a layman in land warfare. While directing the sailors to find cover, the gunners pushed a cannon at the palace.

"put!"

Accompanied by the roar of the gunner, a ball of flames spewed out from the muzzle of the cannon, and the howling shells directly blasted through the thick brick wall. The power of the [-]-kilogram shell was extremely amazing. When reloading.

On the bridge of the "Tianlong" at sea, Ding Zezhong also noticed the flames exploding in the direction of the palace, so he ordered the first officer.

"Li Cunli, fire two cannonballs at the palace, using the main cannon...no, let's use the secondary cannon!"

Ding Zezhong quickly changed his words, it wasn't that he was heartbroken, but because... there must be many treasures in the palace!

I happened to send those treasures and other things to the Imperial Museum. I thought that when my son and grandson visited in the future, they would hear the commentator say-"This is Lieutenant Colonel Ding Ze, the captain of the "Tianlong" in the sixth year of Shengde, in Samba. Treasures obtained from the palace of the Sultan."

Using 254 naval guns...too violent!
Let's use the secondary gun, 120mm, isn't it too powerful...

Just when Lieutenant Colonel Ding Ze was hesitating, several cannonballs sounded one after another, which brought him back to his senses. The whizzing shells accurately hit the palace. Compared with the 88mm shells, the 120mm shells were more powerful. In the explosion, a wall was directly blown down. The seemingly tenacious resistance was not worth mentioning in front of the fierce artillery.

After a round of shelling, Song Yunchu blew his whistle. During the whistle, the sailors raised their guns and charged. When Li Lei, who was in the front, saw a figure in the smoke, he pulled the trigger and shot down the enemy. At the same time, he rushed over with a bayonet.

When he stabbed a guard to death, a group of guards rushed out in front of him, shouting words that Li Lei and his comrades could not understand.

"&*%...&*"

Although he didn't know what they were shouting, Song Yunchu shouted when he saw groups of guards rushing out.

"Lie down..."

The moment the soldiers lay down, the Gatling machine gun behind them rang out. Although the Gatling machine gun mounted on the cannon car seemed clumsy, driven by the electric motor, the moment the gunner pressed the button, Hundreds of bullets shrouded the guards like raindrops. For a while, there was screams in front of the palace. Under the rain of bullets, the guards who had been murdered aggressively turned into a massacre in the blink of an eye. Heaps of corpses, even minced meat.

When the resistance of the guards was disintegrated, the sailors jumped up and rushed into the palace again with their rifles. Although the guards in the palace resisted very tenaciously, most of them used P1853 Enfield rifles. They didn't even have time After loading the bullets from the muzzle, he was knocked down by the Type 70 rifles in the hands of the sailors, and there was no resistance at all.

"The first team is responsible for cleaning the first floor, the second and third teams, follow me upstairs!"

After Song Yunchu shot a black eunuch who didn't know where he came from with a pistol, he led the people to rush upstairs while giving orders.

"Sultan, Sultan, the enemy is coming in,"

The shouts of the eunuchs in charge of the palace were mixed with the terrified shouts of the concubines. Saeed heard the gunshots in the palace, and he asked with a pistol.

"Where is Balkhash? There he is, Balkhash..."

When he shouted his son's name loudly, Balkhash, who was wearing a white robe, had already charged towards the enemy with a scimitar, but he was knocked down by a shot before he got close to the enemy.
Balkhash, who was shot in the chest, did not die immediately. He was spitting out blood, and holding a gorgeous scimitar in his right hand weakly. He watched the enemy approaching helplessly. Know the face of the enemy.

Yellow skin, black hair, they are...

"Ming, Ming people..."

Li Lei, who didn't know that he killed a prince with a single shot, picked up the machete directly. This knife looks so beautiful.

The scabbard is right next to it, great!I can just take it back and give it to my son...

Then he took the combat power item as his own, and at the same time he took a look at his watch.

It's only been half an hour, that is, 30 minutes, looking at the palace that has basically been occupied by them, looking at the aborigines who were either killed or surrendered.

Li Lei suddenly felt that the victory was a bit invincible. After all, the weapons of these people were extremely backward, and their weapons were still in the era of pre-loaded guns.

This is simply... bullying people!
Just as he was thinking this in his heart, someone shouted over there.

"Caught! Caught... the Sultan is caught."

So fast?
But only two minutes passed.

uh, 32 minutes...

(End of this chapter)