Dragon Soul in the late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 109

The whole world was full of angry curses, and Lu Xiangsheng was scolded to pieces, especially in the south of the Yangtze River, there are many sour and decadent Confucianists who recite poems and write cursing against the corner, but without exception, the tone is vicious and vicious, it is completely tearing She lost her face, as if she had a deep hatred.

There are also many people who became famous by scolding Lu Xiangsheng. This stimulated many people even more, and they began to meditate hard, wanting to find some new tricks on scolding Lu Xiangsheng for being shameless, and then take advantage of this to become famous.

In short, the most lively events in the world are all related to Lu Xiangsheng.

Looking at Lu Xiangsheng with a calm and meaningless face on the city wall, Zhu Qian asked softly: "Do you understand my feelings? Why do I hate the scholars in the world so much, and I don't want to show the banner in advance."

Lu Xiangsheng focused on looking at the officers and soldiers outside the city, raised his head in astonishment, looked at Zhu Qianzheng looking at himself with a miserable look, and said with a smile: "This Li Mingyang is very skilled! He integrated it in a short time, squeezed out With such a powerful army, it is a great blessing for the imperial court to have this person!"

"Huh!" Zhu Gan snorted angrily, and this guy actually gave himself a sloppy look: "Do you know how he got up, slaughtered all the generals under his command, and replaced them with his own people, ten years of preparation, deep scheming , Such a person has great ambitions, which cannot be controlled by ordinary people. This is not only a blessing for the court, but a disaster for the court."

Lu Xiangsheng's expression froze. Although he tried his best to forget about it and deceive himself and others, isn't court politics-struggle just so cruel?Although it was a little less tragic than the war, but a little more sinister and vicious, he said with a sad expression: "He is also for stability. Only when it is stable can the people have a home."

"Family! It's ridiculous. The country is about to disappear, and the family that is still shit will all be reduced to slaves." For a so-called stable family, being a slave to others, not only has no home, but also lived without dignity for 300 years, 300 years Years later, after experiencing the most painful wars, the backbone of the Chinese clan has never been straightened.

Lu Xiangsheng looked at Zhu Qian in astonishment, not knowing why he suddenly became so agitated. Hearing his words that he was all reduced to slaves, he trembled in his heart. Could it be that he knew something, and the title of slaves was the name of the North Jian? Slave...Could it be that the Jurchens will be destroyed in the end.

He couldn't help feeling a surge of fear in his heart, that's why he escaped from the palace. He would rather be a traitor than the Ninth Five-Year Master. Lu Xiangsheng didn't dare to continue thinking about it...

Zhu Gan didn't know what kind of influence his leaked words had on Lu Xiangsheng's heart. He smiled slightly, and all the previous negative emotions seemed to be blown away by this smile. He turned his head and asked, "How sure are you?"

"[-]%!" Lu Xiangsheng collected his mood and said seriously: "As long as you give me time to familiarize yourself with the third battalion of Longzitou, I'm [-]% sure to break through the [-] army formation."

Zhu Gan didn't know where his confidence came from. He turned his head and looked outside the city. One hundred thousand troops spread out, with banners all over the sky, gathering into a sea of ​​banners.

With only [-] troops, Zhu Gan didn't have the guts to smash through this rock-solid formation. It sounded like a joke.

But Zhu Gan knew that Lu Xiangsheng had this ability. If he hadn't underestimated the enemy and the difference in strength between the cavalry and the cavalry was huge, he would not have been captured by him.

"How long do you need? I will fight for you." Zhu Gan raised his head, pointed at the battle formations outside the city, and asked proudly.

"Two months." Lu Xiangsheng said conservatively.

Zhu Gan almost fell off the city wall without standing still. If he was trapped for two months, the day lily would be cold. He said dissatisfiedly, "One month...can it work?"

Zhu Qian thought of Zhu Youjian being cornered in the history of later generations, he was so impatient that he made Sun Chuanting fight in a hurry when he was not familiar with the reality, and ended up being defeated. Wrong, so I finally chose to ask his opinion.

Lu Xiangsheng shook his head and said, "No, if it is head-to-head, even if you win, it will be a miserable victory!"

"Then I can only choose another one." Zhu Gan exhaled. Although Lu Xiangsheng was called the King of Yama, he was not the real King of Yama. In a short time, we can only think of another way to defeat the enemy.

Li Mingyang looked at the tall city wall of Jiujiang in the distance. He didn't want to tear himself apart with the red army, but he needed a record and had to fight. With a wave of his hand, several red cannons were pushed up. These cannons were all made by the Li family. Made in my own workshop, without cutting corners and materials, and without the officials of the Ministry of Industry extracting gold and silver.

All the red clothes were spread out, and the dark hole was aimed at Jiujiang City, which made people feel chills all over.

He handed out a note, and the black-armored knights who were waiting on the side lined up and shouted loudly: "Listen, the red-clothed thieves in the city, open the city and surrender immediately, or the red-clothed cannons in our hands will open fire."

There was a burst of cursing in the city, don’t think that you are the only one who has cannons, the red-clothed army is searching all the way to the south, there are countless large-scale artillery in the army, the red-clothed running, the tiger crouching cannon, the Franc machine gun, it’s better to lack than to overuse it. Be bold.

"Fire! Let's blast for a while." Li Mingyang waved lightly.

In the next scene, not only the red-clothed soldiers in Jiujiang City, but even the officers and soldiers outside the city felt like the end was coming.

boom!boom!boom!There are no thousands of cannons, but this power is greater than that of the tens of thousands of cannons fired together. The red-clothed cannons spread out, spouting hot flames, and the huge sound waves gathered together. The row of soldiers behind the cannons was the first to be shaken out. Far away, in the powerful back seat, the officers and soldiers felt like an earthquake.

The whole land trembled under the muzzle of the red cannon. Many horses of the officers and soldiers died suddenly with bleeding from their mouths and noses. The horses a little further away raised their front hooves restlessly, hoarse and exhausted.

The iron bullets fell into the city like dense raindrops, and a single huge iron pellet could directly raze a house to the ground, leaving no grass growing.

After a wave of bullets, Jiujiang City seemed to have been sorted out by an iron plow. Houses collapsed everywhere, mourning was everywhere, and a large piece of the prosperous Jiujiang City was missing in an instant.

The red-clothed cannon weighing three thousand catties has a maximum range of ten miles. It has been used as a coastal artillery in Europe. It has a reputation for being good at siege and clumsy at field battles. So facing so many people bombarding Jiujiang City, Zhu Gan has no choice. , can only be beaten passively.

Facing the tortoise shell formation of the officers and soldiers in front of him, and the red-clothed cannon behind him, Zhu Gan never thought that he would be so passive, and he went so smoothly!Now that he encountered a little situation, it actually made him feel stretched.

Yang Ling's eyes were full of doubts, pointing to the distance and said: "Why don't they attack from the waterway! With so many big cannons, the water gate may be leveled with just a few shots!"

"Jiujiang City is the northern gate of Jiangxi, and it is an important military town. After several expansions, he opened the water gate so what, it is not a natural danger, it is impossible to enter from here." The siege has the most accidents. Since ancient times, there have been very few people attacking the city from the waterway, but there are many raiders taking the city from the waterway.

Thinking of this, Zhu Gan's eyes brightened. He seemed to have captured some information he wanted. This is the key to reversing the crisis. Collapse, what was used to defeat the official army at that time.

It is absolutely impossible for him to bring a group of wounded dogs into Sichuan. He has to beat the officers and soldiers so that he can develop his own strength safely.

The two armies of the official army and the red-clothed army joined the battle, causing all the covetous forces around to stop and wait for the result of the battle between the two armies.

Some people also decided to add fire to the battlefield of the war, so that the people on both sides would have no way out, and they would all be burned to ashes. When the time came to remove this thorn in their side, they would feel at ease.

At Wuli Bridge in Anhai Town, Jinjiang, an army quietly arrived in Anhai Town, and several large ships moored overseas were robbed.