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Chapter 543 The Style of a Great Power
After meeting the naval staff taking command on the dock of the shipyard, Shen Yourong learned that these were secret arrangements made by the emperor and Yuan Keli, with only one purpose, to deal with the upcoming civil unrest.

The reason why Portuguese and Annan soldiers from Haojing'ao were hired to assist in the battle was to prevent the large-scale mobilization of the navy and army from alerting the other side, and at the same time to prevent the Jurchens from taking the opportunity to seize the opportunity. Except for the emperor and Yuan Keli, no one in the entire Ming Dynasty would have thought that such a mercenary army was available.

Is the plan a good one? Shen Yourong had to admire it from the bottom of his heart. It was so wonderful. Even he, a senior general in the navy, would not have thought of it without meeting him. But he felt it was too cruel to use foreigners to suppress his own people.

Although I have never been to Annan, I have already known the virtues of the Portuguese in Hao Jingao. Not many of these hairy guys are good at it. They talk about God's mercy, but then turn around and attack a lone merchant ship. Anyone picked out has the potential to become a pirate, or simply a temporarily good pirate. .

The Annan soldiers in the mouth of the Portuguese sailors were even worse. During wars, they were used to tying enemy corpses on bamboo poles to demonstrate, and they also liked to kill prisoners to pray for God's blessing. Shen Yourong didn't even bother to ask whether he wanted to rob things or not, or whether he wanted to harass the people. Who would believe that soldiers who don't even have pants or shoes can have strict military discipline?

"Commander Shen, His Majesty said that people can only distinguish between ourselves and the enemy, not good or bad, let alone domestic and foreign. If we don't come today, the Ming people you talk about will kill the Ming people in the shipyards and spinning mills, and No mercy at all.

At this moment, there is no difference between the people of the Ming Dynasty and the people of the Fan Dynasty, there is only the enemy and ourselves. Anyone who opposes the New Deal is an enemy, and whoever incites the mob to cause chaos is an enemy. Should we treat them with courtesy if we leave them without killing them?

We are soldiers, and the emperor is a soldier. It is our duty to remove obstacles for His Majesty and protect the New Deal. Whether we are kind or not has nothing to do with us. Tolerance cannot buy rice, nor can it feed the millions of people in the Ming Dynasty. "

Shen Yourong's suggestion was immediately sternly refuted by the naval staff. It couldn't be said to be unreasonable. It seemed that every sentence made sense, but it just didn't sound pleasant to the ear and was impersonal.

"But our huge country has to rely on outsiders to frighten Xiao Xiao. Wouldn't it damage the reputation of His Majesty and the Ming Dynasty if word spread?" Shen Yourong still couldn't figure it out and planned to bring up the issue of face. If they could persuade these staff officers, they would definitely have a way to inform the emperor. .

"When the Ming Dynasty was weak, it took the opportunity to counterattack, and when the Ming Dynasty was strong, it pretended to be attached to it. This is not called a great power, but a fool. Precisely because it is a great power, the Ming Dynasty should force the surrounding small countries to serve, otherwise, what is the use of them?

When His Majesty is free, the navies of Japan, Annan, Luzon, including Southeast Asia and Western countries will visit one by one. Eliminate the disobedient ones one by one, and from now on they will all serve as the granaries and watchdogs of the Ming Dynasty. They will bark as often as they are allowed and bite whomever they are allowed to bite.

Commander Shen will definitely have a mission to visit him by then. If he cannot change his mind as soon as possible, he may not be able to serve the Ming Dynasty for His Majesty. Please, you are the commander-in-chief appointed by His Majesty, it’s time to give the order! "

It's a pity that the naval staff officer's thoughts are completely different from Shen Yourong's. Not only does he not regard it as a shame to send mercenaries to suppress the domestic people, but he is also extremely complacent. Intimidation and inducement, the face is very hateful.

"...Send the order, attack!" Shen Yourong knew very well what it meant to have a mission to visit and what it meant to be unable to serve His Majesty. The former can lead an army to take whatever they want, with unlimited glory, while the latter is equivalent to being kicked out, and it is difficult to say whether they can save their lives.

He had not just joined the navy. He had already experienced the behavior of these staff officers, and was well aware of the consequences of disobeying orders. He raised his telescope to look at the shipyard, and reluctantly gave the order to the first mate. "Whoosh...boom, whoosh...boom, whoosh...boom!"

With the roar and gestures of the first mate, the orders were conveyed to the mast observation deck layer by layer. After a few breaths, a rocket rose into the sky with a harsh roar, exploded in the sky, and turned into a ball. The red ball of light slowly descended under the drag of the small paper umbrella. Then the second and third branches.

"Boom...boom..." Almost at the same time as the third rocket exploded, a low and loud noise also sounded outside the west gate of the shipyard.

The field artillery operated by the Portuguese mercenaries opened fire. It was exactly what Shen Yourong was worried about. The mercenaries did not consider accidental injuries or fewer kills at all, and they did not even know who was in the dark crowd opposite. They come here to work hard to make money, and how to complete the task early and pay less is the key.

Annan's army also had the same idea. Regardless of whether the mob was frightened or stopped advancing, they all picked up their guns and followed the commander's whistle, firing and loading row by row, taking three steps to stop, then firing again, and again. The reload, like a relentless harvester, roared and rolled along the streets from north to south.

"Boom...boom..." About a cup of tea later, the roar of artillery came from the direction of the spinning mill to the west. The mob from Suzhou Prefecture should have also got into trouble with the mercenaries, but their sense of time was obviously not strict and they were a quarter of an hour late.

But the ending should be similar. The Annan soldiers don't care whether the target retreats or not. The order they get is to kill. As long as there is no signal to stop the attack, they must keep killing. Kill whoever they see, otherwise they will not be able to earn their armor, and their work will be in vain. If you go back, you will definitely be beheaded by the king.

"I, your eight generations of ancestors... are all dead when they send signals!" But Shen Yourong had no right to decide when to stop the attack. He had to wait for signals from the naval staff in the spinning mills and shipyards.

Tears were about to burst out. There was still nothing in the night sky. Seeing that the queue of Annan soldiers had almost reached the south entrance of the main street, Shen Yourong could not only clench his fists to feel sorry for the mob, but also secretly curse those cold-blooded staff officers in his heart. .

"Shopkeeper Qi, right? I heard the officers and soldiers in the shipyard talked about your sea-viewing tower. It's a good job. The sailors in the navy are rough people. They don't know etiquette when they are around the sea all day long. If someone offends you, Please don’t take it personally.

But don't follow them too much. If you find someone who has violated military discipline, you don't have to swallow it. There are military police in the shipyard, the ones with red cloth sewn on their arms. If you have any grievances, you can report them to them. As long as the evidence is conclusive, they will definitely make the decision for you. "

Shen Yourong was so anxious that he almost dug his nails into his flesh, but the staff officer responsible for sending signals at the shipyard strolled outside the west gate and watched the Annan platoon retreating with no intention of stopping.

Instead, he found the crowd lying on both sides of the gate. After asking the navy on duty for a while, he walked over with a smile, took the second shopkeeper's hand and exchanged greetings.

(End of this chapter)