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

Chapter 178 Blood Cherry Blossom Project.

"Increase the artillery fire angle by 2, keep the fire output of each ship, pay attention to the sailing route, and prevent the enemy from approaching and counterattack!"

Standing on the largest flagship, Li Hu commanded, holding a telescope to observe the effect of the bombardment, and quickly issued an order for adjustment.

The lieutenant on the side repeated the order loudly.

The flag bearer on a high place kept waving the flag to convey Li Hu's orders to the warships.

However, due to the heavy smoke on the battlefield, many ships could not see clearly at all, and they could only execute orders after the rhythmic drums and horns sounded.

"Boom boom boom..."

Battleships were shrouded in smoke.

The ear-shattering roar of the artillery, I kept thinking about it.

"After the three cannons have been fired, clean the barrel and load the gunpowder!"

"Hurry up the transport soldiers, the gunpowder on my side is almost finished."

"No. 13 cannon adds shells..."

Shouts sounded in the gun bay of the battleship.

The shirtless and sweaty soldiers moved quickly, moving boxes of gunpowder and shells to the artillerymen.

Some of the artillerymen who were busy were listening to the orders from above, some were cleaning the barrels, and some were loading gunpowder and shells.

After the preparations are completed, the gunner determines the angle and ignites the fuse to fire the shell.

The ships are busy and orderly.

In Kyoto Bay, the little pumpkins were beaten stupid.

Why didn't he attack the enemy on his own side, the enemy rushed over first.

Almost all the warships dispatched by the Navy this time participated in the battle except for the few left behind.

More than 30 warships and thousands of artillery bombarded continuously.

Although it was only the oldest smoothbore cannon, the ace troops could not withstand the attack of thousands of artillery pieces, let alone the impromptu organization, who had never experienced shelling.

Ghosts and wolves howl on the coast.

The little pumpkins who boarded the boat, seeing the scene of being smashed and riddled with holes, and the warehouse full of blood and remains, cried and jumped off the boat, wanting to swim to the shore to escape from this hell.

The little pumpkins on the shore were also running for their lives frantically.

Naval bombardment was divided into two areas.

Half of them are responsible for bombarding the ships parked in the bay, and the other half are responsible for dealing with the little pumpkins on the shore who have not yet boarded the ship.

In order to speed up boarding, the little pumpkins were almost all crowded together.

One shell can kill six or seven people.

Bombarded by more than 500 cannons, even if they miss half of them in one round, they can kill more than 1000 small pumpkins.

What's more, more than half of the shells fell on the shore.

In one round of shelling, at least 2000 small pumpkins were killed or injured on the shore.

What made the little Woguas panic even more.

Ashikaga Yoshichi and the generals of this expedition don't know whether they didn't wash their hands when they went out in the morning, or because they had too much fun with the dancers yesterday and their hands were too dark.

In the first round of shelling, Ashikaga Yoshichi was smashed to pieces by shells on the spot.

The generals around him also suffered heavy casualties.

The little pumpkin who lost his command suddenly became a headless chicken.

You push me and you push you on the whole shore, trying to escape this land of death.

But there are so many people on the shore, coupled with the congestion of various materials.

Many people could barely move, and could only watch helplessly as the shells fell, smashing them to pieces.

"Ships 10~18 move forward and attack the enemy's rear!"

"Ships 19-25 cover the landing of the marines."

"The other warships, except the No. 2 ship and the No. 3 ship protecting the flagship, all spread out to the left and right for support shooting."

Li Hu, who observed the entire battlefield from the command ship, saw that the enemy's warships were almost completely destroyed.

Even if they were not damaged, they were stuck on the shore and couldn't get out, so they immediately gave the order for a full-scale attack.

Following Li Hu's order.

The warship that received the mission began to slowly approach the shore.

As the distance to the shore gets closer, the accuracy of the artillery is also rapidly improving.

When the distance from the shore is less than 500 meters, the artillerymen can almost hit the shore with their eyes closed.

"Hurry up, hurry up, don't delay your mother's time, there are heads all over it, just pick up a few of them, enough for the whole family to eat and drink for a year, don't delay!"

On the troop ship.

The commanders of the Marine Corps, while looking at the shore where the artillery fire was roaring, greeted the soldiers of the Marine Corps, and hurried onto the boat.

It was the first time for the soldiers of the Marine Corps to participate in such a large-scale war. Their hearts were pounding nervously, and they kept turning their heads to look at the distant battlefield.

"Don't look, hurry up and get on the boat and go ashore."

A veteran saw a new recruit beside him, and kept looking towards the shore.

His attention was distracted, his foot almost stepped on the air, and he slapped the opponent's head in anger.

The recruit Danzi, who had been slapped, didn't dare to say anything, and quickly looked away, stepped on the ladder net quickly, and got down to the boat below.

"Don't be idle, hurry up and row!"

After boarding the boat, the captain of the team carried the gun wrapped in oiled paper on his back, picked up the paddle next to him, and greeted the soldiers to row the boat quickly.

Today's wind and waves are a bit big.

The small boat loaded with soldiers swayed from side to side in the wind and waves.

From the stable big boat to the very swaying small boat, some soldiers with slightly weaker physique were dizzy from being shaken, lying on the side of the boat and retching.

"Fuck, what kind of marines do you still have when you get seasick? You can go back and be a landlubber."

Some rowing veterans looked at those guys spouting on the side of the boat, and cursed in disgust.

The densely packed boats, accompanied by the roar of artillery fire overhead, moved slowly in the wind and waves.

There was no resistance from the shore.

The boat approached the shore very smoothly.

"Go up... go up... go up..."

"Every time you see a job, make up for it. Don't think about taking prisoners! We don't want prisoners."

"Where is the shield man, hurry to the front!"

"A musketeer is loaded and ready to shoot!"

Small boats rushed to the shore.

The small officers looked nervously at the battlefield with corpses strewn across the shore, and shouted loudly, telling the soldiers to get ready quickly.

"Order the artillery fire to extend inward, and stop shooting if it is within range!"

Observing that the marines had landed, Li Hu let the artillery fire start to extend inward in order to prevent accidental injury.

As for the artillery that could not reach the range, he ordered to stop firing.

As the artillery on the ship extended or stopped firing, the marines who boarded the shore and formed an array quickly rushed to the shore.

"Wow!"

Once on shore.

Many recruit eggs who had never seen bloody spit it out directly after being stimulated by the bloody scene in front of them.

Many veterans also swallowed their saliva, suppressing the nausea in their hearts, and pulled the recruits forward.

The shore was littered with broken limbs and broken flesh.

The red blood engulfed the pieces of meat, bones, and internal organs, and slowly flowed down.

"puff!"

A shield soldier walking at the front of the team stepped into the bloody ground, and there was a sound of trampling mud under his feet.

He lowered his head and glanced at the white and red mixed together, mixed with the pile of internal organs, his throat twitched.

"Can the third child hold on? Why don't you let me come?"

Seeing something strange about the shield soldier, the squad leader with a hideous scar on his face patted the shield soldier on the shoulder.

The shield soldier shook his head, gripped his shield and knife tightly, and strode forward.

"Fucking, follow me closely. If you want to vomit, you can hold back. When it's safe, you can vomit as much as you want. Even if you vomit upside down, no one will control you. But now I have to give it to Lao Tzu no matter what. Hold back, do you hear me clearly!"

Seeing that the shield soldiers could continue to fight, the captain didn't say anything more. He glanced at the recruits behind him who couldn't bear it, and gave a few words of worry.

It's a pity that his cold jokes didn't have much effect. The recruits turned pale and didn't dare to lower their heads, and followed the captain step by step.

"The [-]st Pioneer Battalion reports that they have advanced to the urban area without encountering enemy resistance!"

"Second Squadron reports that all enemy ships have been destroyed."

"The third squadron reports that the first batch of marines have all landed."

Retracting the watching binoculars, Li Hu said loudly to the messenger.

"Order the first battalion to continue advancing and wipe out the remaining enemy forces."

"Order the 2nd Fleet to cruise to the left coast, and the [-]rd Fleet to the right, to find out if there are still enemy ships, and to assist the Marine Corps in operations."

"As ordered!"

"Oh, this is the end. I thought there would be a hearty sea battle, but it ended like this. Oh, how lonely Invincible is!"

After the messenger left, Li Hu looked at the burning pier and shook his head with emotion.

"Hahaha... Li Shuai! With our current strength, there are probably no troops in this world who want to have a naval battle with us!"

The middle-aged lieutenant next to him couldn't help laughing when he heard Li Hu's emotion.

Li Hu also laughed.

Indeed, with the current strength of the Ming Navy, there is probably no one in this world who can fight the Ming Navy head-on 1-on-1.

But Li Hu was not complacent either.

Zhu Zhangui told him more than once that the world is developing, even if it is the number one in the world, if it does not work hard to develop, it will soon be surpassed by the enemy.

Now is a time of great leap forward.

If you don't work hard and slack off a little, you will be abandoned by the times.

If you fall behind, you will be beaten, and if you want to catch up again, you will have to pay even greater sacrifices.

Therefore, in terms of naval warship weapons, Zhu Zhangui and the navy are placed first.

Zhu Zhangui provided ideas for various ships and naval guns. The craftsman battalion established by the Navy alone last year has already begun research on this aspect.

When going to sea, the navy was researching something called a steam engine.

According to Li Hu's understanding.

Once this steam engine is researched, the ship will cancel the paddle power mode and switch to the propeller automatic mode.

Even at that time, the battleship will change from a wooden model to an iron-clad ship model.

He had seen the drawings of the ironclad warship, and he had been looking forward to the launch of this kind of warship.

It's a pity that this aspect is still under study. The manager of the Craftsman Battalion told him that it would take at least 10 years for this kind of warship to be launched, from research to manufacture to sea trial.

10 years, how many 10 years can life have.

Li Hu is almost 40 years old this year, and will be in his 10s in 50 years.

He wondered if he could command an ironclad ship to go to sea to fight while he was alive?

And what made him even more helpless was that his son was not interested in the navy, he was full of research and knowledge, and strongly rejected his idea of ​​asking him to join the navy.

And has been clamoring to write a book that will last forever.

But Li Hu is very pessimistic.

There are so many literati and great Confucians in the world, but none of them have written books that will last forever. It would be a ghost if you, a half-hearted scholar, could write them.

Fortunately, Sun Tzu is very concerned about the navy. He is currently studying at the Tianjin Wei Naval Academy. In the future, when he graduates, he will train himself well, and someone will inherit his mantle.

People are selfish.

Although Li Hu has absolute loyalty to Zhu Zhangui, the family inheritance has lasted in Shenzhou for so many years.

When Li Hu retires in the future, he really can't accept that there is no Li family in the entire navy.

The navy's devastating bombardment completely scared the little pumpkins out of their courage.

Coupled with the death of most of the commanding generals, the little pumpkin was in a mess all of a sudden.

Those who ran for their lives ran for their lives, those who hid and hid, no one thought about counterattacking at all.

As the vanguard, the first battalion of the Marine Corps went on a rampage all the way, unstoppable, and directly killed the city of Kyoto.

The northern emperor who was about to escape was directly blocked in the city.

"What should I do? What should I do? Didn't you all say that you can win? Now that the enemy has beaten the city, tell me what to do?"

In the imperial palace in the city, the Emperor of the North jumped up and cursed so anxiously that his saliva almost sprayed on the faces of the ministers below.

The ministers below all lowered their heads and did not dare to say anything, allowing the emperor to scold them like he scolded his grandson.

What else can be done when the battle has reached this point?
The enemy has blocked the door, and now there are only two options.

One is to fight to the end, and the other is to raise hands and surrender.

Of the two options, many people favor the latter, but no one dares to be the first to say so.

The people below were silent, and the emperor, who had been scolding for a long time, was also tired, and sat down on the tatami mat, looking at the roof in despair.

"Auntie Amaterasu! Have you abandoned the Great Pumpkin Country? I beg you to show your power and help Little Pumpkin Pan survive this disaster!"

It's a pity that Auntie Amaterasu ignored him.

It is estimated that the great god Amaterasu is currently being pressed to the ground by a land master who is accompanying the army and beating him wildly.

After all, in the vast China, it is not worth sending a master to deal with a little pumpkin with a big fart. A land master in a prefecture city is enough.

"Your Majesty, let us surrender!"

There was silence in the hall for a while, and finally someone offered to surrender.

Everyone, including the emperor, looked at him. After a long time, the emperor slapped his thigh, pointed at him and said, "Okay, I will leave this matter to you. We are waiting for the good news of your victory."

Minister: You old six...

After the navy occupied Kyoto Bay and surrounded Kyoto, it did not launch an attack immediately.

The reason is that the unlucky typhoon came again.

Li Hu, who was resting in a yard, shook his head helplessly when he heard the howling wind outside.

What kind of shit place is this, is it cursed by God?

Since entering June, this is the third typhoon blowing, and the wind is not small.

Fortunately, I arrived today. If it is still at sea, the battleship will suffer again.

Holding a cup of warm black tea in his hand, Li Hu leaned against the window watching the violent wind and rain outside, and gave the order to be alert.

"Notify all troops to strengthen vigilance to prevent these little pumpkins from counterattacking."

"After dawn tomorrow, send troops to advance to the south to see if we can connect with Shenji Battalion?"

Most of the enemies are here, and the resistance forces in various places must be very weak. Li Hu guessed that the Shenji Battalion should not be far from here.

Li Hu's guess was not wrong.

In order to rendezvous with the navy, the Shenji Camp did not stop for a moment.

Even if there is a heavy rain and typhoon, Jianghuai will order the troops to advance slowly.

At this time, the Shenji Battalion, which was advancing northward, was less than 80 miles away from the navy.

"You heard the cannon!"

Jiang Huai, who was sheltering from the rain in a thatched hut, suddenly stood up and looked at the wet spy.

The spy, who was shaking and warming himself by the fire, nodded vigorously.

"When my subordinate was still ten miles away from Jingdu Bay, I heard the thundering cannons over there."

"The subordinates guess that the navy should have launched an attack, and the little pumpkins don't have guns."

Jiang Huai nodded approvingly, walked to the map and looked at it for a while, then said loudly to Zhang Xian who was standing by.

"Notice, rest well tonight, and at dawn tomorrow, regardless of whether the wind and rain have stopped, immediately move closer to the capital!"

After giving tomorrow's order, Jiang Huai went to the communication soldier sitting on the table next to him.

"Did you get in touch with His Highness?"

The communications soldier who had been calling shook his head.

"The wind and rain are too strong, affecting the signal transmission, and there is no communication yet!"

Jiang Huai frowned.

This thing is not as good as imagined, just a little wind and rain and I can't get in touch, it feels a bit unreliable.

"Since you can't get in touch, turn it off to save some electricity."

Not sure if the sun will be out tomorrow, Jianghuai asked the other party to stop calling and save some power for the walkie-talkie.

There was nothing to say all night, the storm left in the early morning of the second day, and the weather was clear and clear.

"Prick, prick... 014 calls 010, please answer if you receive it, please answer if you receive it!"

The communications soldier who was following the team quickly picked up the walkie-talkie hanging around his neck and shouted loudly.

"010 received 010 received, please tell me!"

"King 010 asked where you have arrived."

Just as the communications soldier was about to answer, Jiang Huai, who heard the intercom ring, strode over and picked up the intercom and replied loudly.

"Tell your majesty that we are approaching the capital. The navy launched an attack yesterday. I don't know what's going on there, but according to the scouts, the navy should be progressing very smoothly."

There was silence on the other side for a while, obviously conveying to Zhu Zhangui.

After a while, there was another voice from the opposite side.

"014 calls 010. Your Majesty already knows it. He ordered you to step up and join the navy as quickly as possible."

"And order Jianghuai General Li Hu to execute the blood cherry blossom plan after occupying Kyoto!"

After hearing the message, Jiang Huai said loudly with a solemn expression.

"Please reply to your majesty, Jianghuai has received the order, and after repeating the occupation of Kyoto, implement the blood cherry blossom plan!"

The other side fell silent again, and after a while, the voice of the communication soldier sounded solemnly.

"The king said:"

Jiang Huai stood up straight, he knew that the other party was reading Zhu Zhangui's order.

"Jiang Huai should not have psychological pressure. If you can't accept this action, I can send Hu Yu there. He has no psychological pressure to do these things."

Looking at the walkie-talkie, Jiang Huai answered without any hesitation.

"Please tell the king, Jianghuai promises to complete the blood cherry blossom plan!"

After speaking, he handed over the walkie-talkie to the communication soldier, picked up the loudspeaker in Zhang Xian's hand and shouted.

"Brothers, speed up, the navy has already hit Kyoto, we can't even drink soup if we are too late!"

(End of this chapter)