I Am the Grandson of the Second Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Earning 100 Million Taels at the Beginn

In the confrontation between firearms and the peak equipment of cold weapons, the firearms won the perfect victory without accident.

Although more than a dozen brothers were killed or injured for this, the result was that hundreds of heavily armored soldiers on the opposite side all fell to the ground.

The two are no longer in the same era.

In the encounter between the two sides just now, the Ming army retreated while firing, and at the same time called for other troops to support.

Although the equipment on the Ming army was not light, compared with the heavily armored plateau army, it was more than twice as flexible.

The people led by Lao Luo retreated while fighting, and waited for other commandos to come to support them, shooting guns and grenades indiscriminately.

In less than 10 minutes, this invincible heavy-armored army on the battlefield of cold weapons completely marked the end of the era.

From today, swords and armor will withdraw from history, and the future battlefield will be the era of machine guns and cannons.

"Damn, I almost fell into it!"

At the end of the battle, Lao Luo carried the submachine gun with empty magazines on his back, smoothed his clothes that had been torn by arrows with his hands, and heaved a sigh of relief.

It was too dangerous just now.

He stood in the first place of everyone and was the main target of the opponent.

If he hadn't been on the battlefield for so many years and had a lot of combat experience, he might have fallen in the first round just now.

"Put the injured brothers in a safe place, and put the dead ones in a safe place. This bombardment is raging. If it is bombed, it will not be able to squeeze together."

He greeted his subordinates, and after the wounded and dead brothers were resettled, Lao Luo continued to move forward with the rest.

The battle is not over yet, and the sadness is reserved for after the battle.

After supplementing the ammunition, the reassembled attacking team continued to move forward under the leadership of Lao Luo.

After the heavy bombing and the soldiers' assault on the plateau, the resistance has dropped to the extreme.

Lao Luo and his party rushed to the square in front of the Potala Palace without any resistance at all.

The plateau people knew they couldn't stand it anymore, and they didn't want to be caught or killed by the Ming army. Regardless of the monks and nobles' scolding, they dropped their weapons and fled to the mountains behind the Potala Palace.

"Damn it, you bastards... don't run to me..."

"Oh!"

One shot killed a shouting plateau nobleman. Lao Luo yelled at some of the plateau soldiers who were already frightened: "Put down your weapons and surrender on your knees, or you will be killed without mercy!"

Although he really wanted to get rid of these guys suddenly, the higher-ups had already asked for it. Daming urgently needed slaves now, so he tried not to kill the prisoners if he could.

Moreover, the captives gave more rewards, and when the brothers I brought left, I had to send some money to the other's family to show my heart.

"Lao Luo, don't worry about the captives. The birdmen from the Fourth Army have already rushed up from the south."

Just as Lao Luo was leading people to watch the prisoners throw their weapons, a teammate who caught up from behind shouted.

"What, the gang of birdmen from the Fourth Legion of his mother dared to take the lead from me. It's against the sky. Their army leader was my subordinate back then. They dare to take the credit from me. Let's see if I can't beat them to death!"

Hearing that the commandos of the Fourth Army had rushed into the Potala Palace from the south.

Lao Luo didn't care about these captives, leaving two people to look at the captives, and rushed into the palace with the others.

The peaceful Potala Palace was filled with the sound of killings and gunshots, occasionally accompanied by a few grenade explosions.

Killing crazy, completely killing crazy!

Several regiments rushed into the commando of the Potala Palace, carrying the flags of their respective regiments, rushing desperately to the highest peak.

People fight for a face, but a tree lives for a layer of bark.

On weekdays, everyone calls brothers and sisters, swearing and laughing and laughing are all right, but this credit is definitely not good, and whoever dares to rob them should not blame them for not recognizing brothers.

"Da da da…"

A row of bullets swept out, and several monks who were roaring and ready to go all out fell to the ground.

At this time, Lao Luo was the only commando of the Second Army left.

In a hall just now, I met a group of monks, and the two parties went shopping directly.

Of the few people left on Lao Luo's side, two more fell down, and even the flag bearer who carried the flag was chopped on the forehead by an axe.

They had to take care of the wounded and guard the prisoners at the same time, so there was not enough manpower in the team.

In the end, Lao Luo, regardless of whether there was anyone or no one, rushed up by himself with a submachine gun in one hand and a flag in the other.

Anyway, it wasn't that far from the summit, and he was indistinguishable from those guys from the Fourth Legion, and he might miss his first victory if he stopped for a moment.

So he can't wait and won't wait.

All the way forward, no matter whether he surrendered or came to fight for his life, Lao Luo always went in one shuttle.

In, in, in!

Looking at the top floor that had been bombed, Lao Luo shot the last few bullets at the guys on the opposite side.

"Come on, go up..."

Lao Luo, who was just about to reload, suddenly heard a voice behind him, looked back, and saw that the flag of the Fourth Army had been half exposed at the stairs.

"Damn, the first achievement belongs to Lao Tzu, no one can take it from me, even Zhang Xian is useless."

With a roar, Lao Luo threw the submachine gun aside, pulled out the pistol at his waist, held the flag, kicked open the broken attic door, roared excitedly, and rushed out with great strides.

The originally flat and beautiful top floor is no longer there, and there are broken bricks and tiles everywhere, as well as broken limbs lying in a pool of blood.

Regardless of the pity that such a good palace is gone, Lao Luo rushed to the highest peak with excitement in his eyes, kicked and broke the crooked plateau flag, which had been burnt to only one pole, and laughed heartily , Inserting the flag of the Second Legion in his hand fiercely.

The blood-red military flag fluttered in the wind in the smoke, and the white tiger logo looked so mighty and domineering.

The chaotic battlefield suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at the red flag of the Sun, Moon and Tiger at the top of the Potala Palace.

"Win!"

A soldier of the Ming army looked at the military flag fluttering in the wind and muttered something.

His words seemed to ignite the fuse of the powder keg, and the entire battlefield exploded in an instant.

"Win, win..."

Cheers, shouts, resounded throughout the battlefield.

The Ming soldiers celebrated loudly with their guns raised, especially the guys from the Second Legion, who laughed the loudest and yelled the most, and the back molars of all their faces were exposed.

The plateau soldiers who were still resisting in various places saw that there was no hope, put down their weapons sadly, and walked out of the defense point with their hands raised.

"Good guy!"

Next to the artillerymen, Zhu Zhangui, holding a telescope to observe the entire battlefield, looked at the military flag looming in the gunpowder smoke, and slightly raised the corner of his mouth in appreciation.

The fighting started in the morning and ended just after noon.

According to post-war statistics, the Ming Dynasty killed 1732 people, injured more than 3000 people, and killed more than 65000 plateau soldiers. The rest of the plateau soldiers either fled to the back of the Potala Palace or became prisoners.

The three dharma kings and five religious kings who were enshrined in the Ming Dynasty on the plateau all died in the bombing, and their bodies were all burnt to coke.

Perhaps it was because of their deaths that the plateau troops lost their command, and the Ming army was able to win so quickly.

Zhu Zhangui fulfilled his promise, held a banquet in the dilapidated Potala Palace that night, and held a dinner celebrating victory with all the soldiers.

After resting in the Potala Palace for two days, Zhu Zhangui broke up the army into pieces and began to advance to other areas of the plateau with the legion as a unit.

The plateau, which lost the leadership of the three great dharma kings and the five great teaching kings, has completely become a mess. Wherever the Ming army passed by, they looked forward to the flag and surrendered.

The battle that was originally planned to end in July was completely brought to an end in less than June.

Plateau, a force that has been independent outside the Central Plains for many years, has been officially subdued by Ming Dynasty from today.

At the same time, from this moment on, all areas in the east will be covered by the Great Tomorrow Sun and Moon Banner.

Just as the battlefield in the east was coming to an end, the west also kicked off the war at about the same time.

"Your Majesty, all the equipment of our Ming Dynasty has been given to your army. Now please fulfill the agreement and lead your soldiers to attack the Ottoman Empire."

Cairo Palace.

Sa Xuer, who served as the plenipotentiary representative of Ming Dynasty in the Luoke Dynasty, found King Luoke who was very happy to see the army getting stronger.

Luo Ke, who was ready to greet him with a smile on his face, immediately turned down when he heard Sa Xuer's words.

Truth be told, he would have been tempted to refuse to go to war if it were possible.

Now that he has just taken control of the Roco Dynasty, the army is also growing stronger with the support of Ming Dynasty.

He doesn't want to start a war at this time, he wants to make a big splash and turn his kingdom into a powerful empire, surpassing Ottoman, surpassing Arabia, the kind second only to Ming Dynasty, and even surpassing Ming Dynasty.

What is owed will eventually be repaid.

Since entering the army of the Roco Kingdom with equipment, Sashur has been looking for him three times a day, urging him every day to launch an attack on the Ottoman Empire.

If it wasn't for Sa Xuer, who represented Daming and still held the follow-up equipment support in his hands, Luo Ke really didn't want to see him at all.

At the beginning, he used the excuse that the army was familiar with the equipment as an excuse, but now that more than a month has passed, it doesn't make sense for him to find this reason again.

"Your Excellency Saxuer, please rest assured, I will not forget what I promised."

Luo Ke comforted the other party with a smile, and when Saxuer heard this, his expression relaxed, and he said lightly: "It's just that the West is falling into the shadow of black death, and the Ottoman Empire is also extremely serious."

"The soldiers under me have hardly been infected. If a war starts at this time, once they are infected with the black death, they will usher in a large number of deaths."

"You also know the environment of the army. At that time, we don't need to fight the enemy, and we will collapse first."

"Of course, if Daming is willing to provide free medicine to treat the Black Death, I will consider launching a war as soon as possible to complete our agreement."

Rocko's plan is very simple, using the black god of death as an excuse to continue to delay the start of the war.

He couldn't believe it, Daming could really generously give such a precious medicine to cure the black god of death to ordinary soldiers.

"Ha ha…"

The request was rejected again, Sa Xuer sneered out of displeasure.

"Oh!"

Slapping her hand heavily on the table, Saxuer looked at Luo Ke indifferently, "Don't talk to me about those useless things. As an envoy of the Ming Dynasty, I request you to immediately go to war with the Ottoman Empire, otherwise I will break the Drop your follow-up ammunition support."

Sa Xuer patted the table, and Luo Ke was extremely upset.

He is the king, not any cat or dog can take a table with him.

Stretching out his hand and slapping it heavily on the table, Luo Ke looked at Sa Xuer with an ugly expression.

"Your Excellency Saxuer, please pay attention to your tone, you are talking to a king now, not to your servants."

"Our Roco Kingdom has an alliance relationship with your Ming Dynasty, not a superior-subordinate relationship. Your Ming Dynasty has no right to order anyone in our Roco Kingdom, even a dog."

"And let me remind you that the ammunition and weapons support you mentioned were obtained by us in exchange for land and money, not by you knowingly."

"So, please don't take our things and threaten us, otherwise you will suffer the wrath of the entire Roco Kingdom."

The atmosphere in the hall instantly dropped to freezing point.

Saxuer and Luo Ke stared at each other refusing to give in, and after an unknown amount of time, Saxuer suddenly looked up to the sky and burst out laughing.

Ignoring Luo Ke who looked at him with a cold face, Sa Xuer sat down casually, crossed her legs, and looked at Luo Ke sarcastically.

"Are you a threat?"

"Hehehe..."

Stretching out her hand to look at her freshly manicured fingernails, Sa Xuer said indifferently: "Luo Ke, you may have forgotten how you came to be the throne. In that case, let me remind you that it is our Daming who You pulled back from the god of death and helped you to this position. Let me tell you, I, Da Ming, can support you to sit in this position, and I can also support others to replace you."

Putting down her hands, she patted the non-existent dust on her body, Saxuer got up and walked out the door, when she was almost at the door, she turned her head to look at the ashen-faced Luo Ke.

"I hope you remember one sentence, I, Da Ming, can take back what I can give you!"

Pointing to the throne behind Luo Ke, Saxu'er said contemptuously: "Don't think you are so important, if our Daming is willing to put a dog on that position, no one would dare to object."

"Think about it, for the sake of old friends, let me remind you."

"The imperial court only gives you 10 days. If the war does not start after 10 days, you can prepare for the funeral."

"Oh, by the way, let me tell you again by the way, your daughter will not be in danger. Our highness the grandson likes your daughter very much. Although if you are replaced, she will not be the grandson concubine, but she will be an ordinary grandson. It’s okay to wash your feet and warm your bed as a maid.”

After finishing speaking, Sa Xuer ignored Luo Ke who had an ugly face behind him, and strode out of the palace.

"asshole!"

Looking at the arrogant figure going away, Luo Ke in the hall angrily drew out the treasured knife at his waist, and chopped everything he saw in front of him into pieces.

He had never been so humiliated since he was a child.

But in the face of this humiliation, he didn't even dare to resist.

Daming is really too powerful. As the person who has the deepest contact with Daming in the West, he deeply understands the horror of Daming.

What Zheng He showed was just in case of Daming.

He will never forget the scene of showing off at the training ground when the rocket launcher arrived last month.

As far as he knows, Daming has thousands of rocket cars.

God, there are thousands of cars.

He didn't dare to imagine how terrifying it would be to see thousands of rocket cars showing off together.

Luo Ke didn't know how long the hundreds of thousands of Luo Ke Dynasty's army, which he thought was powerful, could resist the attack of the powerful Ming army?
One day, half a day, or even an hour.

More importantly, he didn't want to lose the throne under his buttocks, his peak had just begun, he didn't want to lose the right to control, and he didn't want to leave this world in obscurity like an animal.

Looking out the door with a knife in his hand, Luo Ke fell into deep thought.

After an unknown amount of time, he sighed softly, and tremblingly came outside the hall with the knife in his hand.

Looking at the guards kneeling outside, Luo Ke raised his knife and ordered loudly.

"Pass my order, the army marches out and goes to war against the Ottoman Empire!"

The thirteenth day of June in the fourth year of Hongxi.

This is an ordinary day, but in the history of the world, it is not an ordinary day.

Shengwu Minghuang's Historical Records: On June [-]th of the fourth year of Hongxi, the Roco Kingdom, an ally of the Ming Dynasty, officially declared war on the Ottoman Empire on the grounds that the Ottoman Empire had spread the black god of death and killed their former king, His Majesty.

And it was this ordinary country-to-country war that officially kicked off the prelude to the first world war in history.

This is a duel between East and West, and it is also a battle for world domination.The two forces participated in the war with tens of millions of troops, and all civilized areas in the entire world were involved in this vast war that shocked the past and the present.

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