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

Chapter 315 Kill all those who are panting, even if it is an egg, you have to shake it up and smash it into pieces!
"General Qi Yuan, the place with the fire is the gathering place of the Black Forest Tribe!"

The bright moon hangs high, the sky is full of stars, the sea breeze at night, and the fluttering flags are fluttering!
The rising tide, blown by the night wind, gently slapped the hull of the battleship, and the smashed body and bones splashed away, a small part stuck to the ship, flowing slowly along the steel hull, and it was already pitch black. the sea.

On the Dingyuan ship, Qi Yuan held a binoculars, under the guidance of a young man, looked at the fire in the forest not far from the coast, and nodded slightly.

Originally, they received the order at noon, and the [-]-mile journey would not take much time for the navy. If they were in a hurry, an hour or so would be enough to move forward at top speed.

But just when they planned to move forward at top speed and settle the battle before dark, the guide who followed told Qi Yuan some news, which made him change the battle plan.

According to the guide who followed, these aboriginals seldom stay in the tribe during the day, and most of the young and old will leave the tribe to go hunting or go fishing in the sea.

If an attack is launched during the day, it is likely that only some old and weak people will be wiped out, and the young and strong will be allowed to escape. Then, the Yanhuang people living in Manila will be attacked by countless troubles and indigenous people.

Knowing this situation, Qi Yuan thought about it, and decided to wait until the aborigines returned at night before launching an attack and annihilating them in one fell swoop.

Qi Yuan, who has a calm and disciplined personality, considered that the combat order had been revised, so he wanted to ask Zhu Zhangui for instructions.

The result was a scolding meal.

In Zhu Zhangui's words, "You have to report this shit, so when you shit and pee, don't you want to notify me?"

"You are a fucking general, not a leader. Next time you report this kind of shit to me, you don't have to be the commander of the army anymore. You can go to the logistics department to be the leader of the fire!"

Deng Yun'an, the captain of the Dingyuan ship who was nearby at the time, had a sympathetic expression on his face when he heard Zhu Zhangui's curses coming from the walkie-talkie.

When Qi Yuan reported it, he reminded him that this kind of matter does not need to be reported to the higher authorities, but Qi Yuan felt that this was not in line with the rules, so he rejected his kindness.

Now it's all right, I feel comfortable after being scolded.

As a veteran who has been with Zhu Zhangui for many years, Deng Yun'an may not have learned much about fighting skills, but they have a clear understanding of Zhu Zhangui's character.

Zhu Zhangui is the kind that I entrust the task to you, and I only want the final result, not any process.

After observing for a while, Qi Yuan retracted the binoculars, and ordered to the lieutenant beside him: "Let the brothers get ready to board the ship, and tell the brothers that this is the first battle since our reorganization, and the mission given by His Highness is to kill all of them. So be sure to complete the task and give His Highness a beautiful answer."

"Here I add another order. When we reach the combat area, all creatures with long legs must be killed except us. Even a bedbug must be trampled to death by me, and even an egg must be shaken and turned yellow. Broken, do you understand!"

The lieutenant twitched the corner of his mouth, raised his hand in salute, and turned around to give an order.

Deng Yunan, the captain of the Dingyuan ship who was also observing the situation, gave Qi Yuan his thumbs up when he heard Qi Yuan's words, but did not express any opinions.

The navy also has its own rules, they are responsible for the tasks of sea combat, but they are not familiar with the tasks of land combat, so they are not allowed to intervene in land combat, this is to prevent laymen from commanding experts.

"Captain Deng, it's up to you next!"

After the order from the deputy admiral had been conveyed, Qi Yuan looked at Deng Yunan, the captain of the Dingyuan ship, who was still lying on the side of the ship, watching the situation in the distance.

"No problem, I've been waiting for this day for a long time."

Ever since he became the captain of the Dingyuan ship, the battleship has not fired once, and every day is virtual practice and practice.

Not only the captain, but also the soldiers under him are already gearing up and impatient.

Today they got the chance to fight, and the fellows of Zhenyuan Ship do not know how envious they are.

Turning around and returning to the command room, Deng Yun'an walked to the side of the copper pipe, and ordered in a loud voice with a calm voice: "There are all artillery platforms on No. 1. Where the target fire rises, the main gun will be tested."

Fort No. [-], which was ready for battle, after hearing the captain's order, the sailors blushed with excitement and got busy quickly.

The shell bay next to it slowly opened, and a shell weighing 130kg had already been shipped out of the ammunition depot, waiting there.

"drink!"

Four shirtless men raised the special pliers for shells with a low shout, picked up the shells and lifted them up.

Then it was lifted to the side of the auxiliary loading machine, and there was a crackling sound, and the thick shell entered the barrel.

After confirming that the shells entered, the gunner on the side directed the soldiers next to him to load the propellant.

"Cannon No. 1 is ready!"

After all the procedures were prepared, the gunner yelled at the brass pipe beside him.

"Target, xxx, xxx, xxx!"

Soon, the approximate coordinate report from the measurement tower sounded from the copper pipe.

The gunner who received the coordinates directed the soldiers to adjust the angle of the artillery according to the coordinate scale in the training code.

The huge gun barrel rose slowly, pointing bit by bit in the direction of the distant fire.

When the gun barrel was fixed, the soldiers in the gun cabin put on earplugs and looked excitedly at the gunner who was pulling the gun rope beside him.

"One shot report, the shooting is ready!"

"I am Deng Yun'an, the captain of the Dingyuan ship. Now I order to open fire on the mud monkeys who killed our brothers and sisters!"

"Boom!"

The muzzle fire rose, and the shells weighing 130kg rubbed against the air, making a whistle sound like a train, and flew towards the place where the fire rose.

In the Black Forest Tribe, the patriarch who just received the news of reinforcements from the Yanhuang people (Hua was not allowed to write) this afternoon, was sitting by the fire with a worried face, thinking about some things.

As the head of the clan, he deeply knows how ruthless they have been in bullying, sneaking, attacking and killing Yanhuang people for so many years. Those Yanhuang people have hated them for a long time.

Now that the opponent has a large number of reinforcements, he doesn't know what Yanhuang is thinking, anyway, if it was him, he would definitely bring someone over to find a place as soon as possible.

"Hamu, you must have seen that they are all wearing excellent armor, and there are many huge warships parked on the sea, and there are two made of steel."

After thinking for a long time, the patriarch, who couldn't think of a solution, looked at the clansman who went to Manila to sell goods today.

"Yes, patriarch grandpa, I saw it with my own eyes. Their boats are so big and big. There are so many of them, and many of them are wearing excellent armor. Looking at the defense of the armor, I'm afraid our wooden spears and blow darts are very powerful. It's hard to hurt them!"

A shy young man quickly answered the patriarch's question.

"Steel battleship, are you kidding me? Have you been squeezed out of your mind by a flower? How could steel float on the water?"

Before the tribe could speak, the patriarch's son, the future patriarch, sneered disdainfully.

"But they are really made of steel, and they are very fast, without sails!"

Seeing that the patriarch's son didn't believe it, the young man quickly explained.

But it's okay if he doesn't explain it. Once he explained it, even the leaders around him shook their heads in amusing.

Is this guy out of his mind?
Steel floats on the water, and a ship is still a ship without sails. How can a ship run without sails? Can people swim in the sea to push forward?

There is a saying that goes well, how can a frog at the bottom of a well know how big the sky is.

In the concept of these aboriginal people, steel, like stone, cannot float on the water, and a ship cannot run without sails.

So they deeply suspected that Hamu was confused by the huge number of Yanhuang people and started talking nonsense.

Everyone else was laughing, but the patriarch didn't.

In fact, he didn't believe Hamu's words in his heart, but he watched Hamu grow up, and the child was honest since he was a child, so it was impossible for him to lie to him.

So what the other party said is likely to be true, or even worse.

"Father, you won't believe his words!"

The patriarch's son, who was laughing, saw his father frowning tightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and asked a little speechlessly.

Anyway, he doesn't believe that steel can float on the sea, let alone that a ship without sails can sail quickly on the sea.

If you want him to believe that all this is true, unless you let him see it with his own eyes, or the gods come to him in person and tell him that all this is true.

"Oh, this kind of thing..."

"Dirty dirt..."

Just as the patriarch was about to express his thoughts, there was a sudden roar and a rush of air horns on the distant sea.

The aborigines who were burning and grilling meat, or sitting together and chatting quietly, looked up in the direction of the sound.

Before they got up to watch, there was a deafening roar in a mountain forest next to the tribe, and at the same time there was the sound of the forest collapsing and the earth trembling slightly.

"What's going on? Is the god angry?"

"Who knows, if someone's child did something wrong and angered the gods."

A commotion sounded, and the clansmen of the tribe stood up one after another, looking in horror at the place where the flames had already risen.

"Bastard, how did the guys in the navy shoot the cannon!"

On a hillside hundreds of meters away from the explosion point, a soldier dressed in leaves as a camouflage rubbed his throbbing chest, cursed in a low voice, picked up the walkie-talkie hanging around his neck, and quickly called up.

"The water flea called Prime Minister Turtle. The target is shifted 300 meters to the left. Please revise the target and shoot again."

When the other side received a reply, the soldier wearing a camouflage net couldn't help but complain to a partner next to him.

"Which guy came up with the code name, it's so ugly."

The partner who was watching with a telescope next to him chuckled when he heard his partner complaining, but did not answer the question.

He's just a low-level Marine Corps scout. He doesn't know which bastard came up with this disgusting code name.

A few minutes later, when the people of the Black Forest Tribe were about to go to the explosion point to check what was going on, there was another deafening rumbling sound from the sea in the distance, and then the strange scream just now came again.

The patriarch, who was about to go to the explosion point with the support of his son, heard this strange sound in the air again, and couldn't help but feel a twinge in his heart, feeling that something bad was going to happen.

Just when he was about to remind everyone to be careful, the strange voice rushed towards them from far and near.

"What..."

The patriarch's son, who was supporting his father, looked at the place where the voice came from, subconsciously just about to say something, and then there was nothing else.

I don't know if this group of people were unlucky or lucky, but the test fired shell directly hit their crowd.

The explosive power of a 230mm shell is terrifying, even if it is an explosive mixed with ammonium nitrate and black powder, its power is not trivial.

As the pointed fuze of the cannonball was triggered, the ammonium nitrate gunpowder in the cannonball was instantly ignited, and then a fireball exploded violently, and broken shrapnel flew around wildly. Important leaders were even directly blown into blood mist.

Even if the periphery is better, there are still fragments of the body everywhere.

In addition to the explosion point, within 50 meters of the explosion, there were also many aboriginal people who followed, their internal cavity was shattered, and blood and internal organs were spewed out of their mouths and died.

This 230mm shell can be said to have directly taken away the lives of most creatures within 50 meters of the explosion point, and even the internal organs that were not dead were ruptured in many places.

Based on the treatment environment of the aborigines, it is almost impossible to revive this kind of injury with ruptured internal organs.

"Target hit, fire with full force!"

The observer hiding on the hillside in the distance, while shocked by the power of the naval gun, did not forget to report the results to the team.

After receiving the order, Deng Yun'an stood beside the copper pipe and loudly ordered the whole ship to fire one by one.

The reason why there is no such thing as salvo is because the keel of the battleship cannot withstand the recoil of all 230 caliber artillery salvos.

In order to ensure the safety of the ship, each artillery will fire in order. Even the advanced warships of World War II, even if they receive the order to fire salvos, there will be a short interval of a few tenths of a second. The purpose is to protect the keel of the ship. damaged.

After giving the order, Deng Yunan, who was about to turn around to observe the effect of the shelling, suddenly thought of something, turned around and ran to the side of the copper pipe and shouted: "Save ammunition for me, just fire three shots from the main gun, we don't have that many Cannonballs are enough for you prodigal sons."

"Hehehe..."

A burst of laughter came from the copper pipe, and at the same time came the promised responses from the gunners.

"Boom, boom..."

The main cannons burst into flames, and the shells rubbed against the air, making a sharp whistle, and quickly smashed towards the Black Forest tribe.

Near the shore, troop carriers docked there.

Some soldiers of the Fifth Corps of the Marine Corps, who had been on standby for a long time, climbed the rope net and descended to the landing ship below with the help of the fire from the artillery.

"This big scene is usually not seen!"

A veteran who had already boarded the landing craft, helping his brother get off the boat, looked at the veteran who heard the whistling sound from the sky, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of emotion.

Although he is a veteran, he used to be a soldier in the Beiwa Army, and it was still inherited from his ancestors, taking over his father's post.

He has been in the army for more than ten years. It is not that he has never fought in wars, but the battles he fought were all small fights with dozens or hundreds of Japanese pirates. It is said that wars are actually more like fights.

It was the first time in his life that thousands of soldiers attacked together under the cover of warships like today.

"Brother Liu, do you think that after we land, will we face the enemy's crazy resistance as those seniors who have been to the Japanese country said?"

A recruit Danzi who just joined the army this year, while holding the steel gun in his hand tightly to prevent him from entering the water, looked at the location of the Black Forest tribe that exploded into the sky in the distance, and nervously asked the veterans around him.

"Hehe, don't worry, the enemy we are going to face is the aborigines who are still holding wooden spears and wearing animal skins. In terms of equipment, they are not as good as those rioters in the past. As long as you don't step into the trap, there is no danger."

"And more importantly!"

The veteran pointed to the sky, and said to the recruits with a smile: "It's not certain whether those brainless natives can withstand such a fierce bombardment. Maybe we will just clean up the battlefield and clean up the corpses after we go ashore. That's it."

Hearing what the veteran said, the recruit heaved a sigh of relief, and then looked towards the shore.

Before he joined the army, he had heard that every time a head was chopped off, the imperial court would reward it.

Although different enemies get different rewards, isn't there a saying that is good?No matter how small a mosquito’s legs are, it’s still meat. The money is extra money in addition to the salary.

"Okay, it's full, let's sail!"

Just as the recruit was holding his gun in a daze, the officer's shout sounded from the troop carrier.

Then the soldiers on both sides handed over their guns to their companions, picked up the oars next to them, and rowed vigorously.

Under the sliding of the soldiers, the ship slowly advanced on the waves.

That is to say, Sanbengzi is too expensive, and the supermarket is too cheap, otherwise Zhu Zhangui will definitely install a propulsion engine on every landing ship to speed up the landing speed of the landing ship.

The reason why the supermarket is too chicken thief is because the lifelong maintenance and repair mentioned by the supermarket is in the absence of most parts defects.

Zhu Zhangui once wanted to take advantage of this loophole to remove the engine and replace it with a new Sanbengzi, but the supermarket replied directly that the scrapped vehicle would not be repaired, and Zhu Zhangui pointed at the screen and yelled at his mother for a long time.

Sure enough, no one who can become a system is brain-dead. The supermarket probably already knew about this obvious loophole, and they are just waiting to see Zhu Zhangui's jokes.

The landing ship slowly docked, and the soldiers did not disembark immediately, but a few veterans jumped down first with the wooden sticks they had prepared in advance.

After disembarking, they held shields in one hand and long wooden sticks in the other, and kept beating around.

The reason for this is that the aborigines will lay traps around their tribes to prevent the invasion of beast enemies.

Originally, 10 scouts were sent today, but as a result, 5 of them were injured by traps.

For this reason, Qi Yuan, who has always had a good temper, opened his mouth and scolded his mother.

He couldn't figure it out, how could a subordinate who had fought against Japanese pirates at the beach for so many years make such a low-level mistake?
This was on the battlefield. If it was normal, those scouts would have been pulled in front of him and kicked their butts.

After confirming the safety of the surrounding area, the soldiers on the ship jumped off.

Quickly loaded the bullets, put in a battle formation, and slowly followed the veterans who were looking for traps in front.

Groups of Marines landed on the shore, and the roaring secondary guns and short guns on the wooden ship stopped after the fleet received the signal.

"Up, up, up!"

An officer leading the team raised his hand and gave the order to attack the moment the artillery stopped.

The soldiers didn't speak a word, and while raising their rifles to be vigilant about the surroundings, they followed the veterans who were looking for traps and advanced slowly.

Along the way, it took nearly ten minutes to destroy countless traps, and the Marine Corps soldiers finally approached the tribe full of fire and smoke.

"My good fellow, this is really fierce. Such a big hole is as big as the grave that was dug for my father."

A soldier raised his gun to be alert to the surrounding soldiers, accidentally skimmed over the crater made by the shell, and subconsciously complained.

The captain next to him raised his hand and slapped him, "You tnd shut up, and if you dare to make any noise, be careful that I will kick you in and bury you, so your family will save money digging a hole."

Amidst the low laughter around, the soldier hid aside in embarrassment, so as not to be watched by the captain again.

The tribe was in a mess, with broken corpses and blood-stained dark red land everywhere. The aroma of barbecue wafted in the air, and the wailing of the wounded and the collapse of burning buildings could be heard from time to time in the soldiers' ears.

"A team of three, kill all angry creatures, regardless of gender. Remember to cut off their heads, this is our credit, and we will exchange rewards when we go back tomorrow!"

A small team leader led the team into the tribe, glanced at it, saw that there were no ambush resisters, raised his hand and gave the order to disperse the battle.

A soldier, a team of three, formed a tactical team to cover each other's attack, and finally formed a large offensive combat team with other teams, holding a rifle with a bayonet, and rushed in one direction to search for the enemy.

"Puff puff!"

The sound of bayonets piercing the flesh kept ringing out, no matter men, women, young or old, dead or not, as long as the body was still intact, the soldiers would make up for it.

The battle, oh no, to be precise, it was to clean up the battlefield, and it ended after an hour.

The entire tribe has lost a single living creature, and the soldiers followed Qi Yuan's orders completely. Even a chicken, a bedbug, or even a long bug passing by would be chopped into several pieces by them.

A few stupid recruits even checked the surrounding trees. If there were bird nests on them, they would take out the eggs and shake them to pieces.

These guys did it completely, and there was no sound of the army passing by.

In the early morning of the second day, the Governor's Palace in Manila.

Zhu Zhangui lifted the splendid quilt and sat up, stretched his waist, revealing his scarred chest.

"Your Highness, do you want to get up? This servant will serve you now."

A soft voice sounded from the side, and Zhu Zhangui turned his head to look. A young girl with a shy expression looked at him shyly and timidly, her watery eyes blinked slightly, full of anticipation.

Zhu Zhangui nodded with a smile.

The girl showed joy on her face, she got up and got out of bed, she didn't even care about putting on her own clothes, she was going to get the clothes that Zhu Zhangui took off last night hanging on the shelf next to her.

"Ouch!"

The girl just got up, staggered, and squatted down with a slight frown.

"well enough!"

Zhu Zhangui, who was shaking his neck for morning exercise, quickly lifted him up to the girl and asked softly.

"The slave is fine, just get used to it for a while."

The girl blushed, slowly got up, and walked unnaturally to the clothes hanger next to her.

The girl's name is Xu Ruoying, the granddaughter of Xu Chai Lao.

In order to curry favor with Daming, Xu Chai Lao, an old man, also used means to get in and out. Last night, he even had the cheek to send his granddaughter to Zhu Zhangui's room.

You know, Xu Ruoying is not even 16 years old this year, and Xu Chai Lao directly gave her to Zhu Zhangui as a maid for his own status and rights.

You don't have the right to choose in life at such a young age, what a beast!
Zhu Zhangui shook his head and sighed slightly, got up and got out of bed, under the service of Xu Ruoying and his maid, put on his clothes, and walked out of the resting room.

In the living room, the old man was enjoying an exotic breakfast, and Xu Chai was serving him with a smile on his face.

The old man didn't care that there was an extra girl beside his grandson, he just called Zhu Zhangui over for breakfast.

In the royal family, this kind of thing is inevitable. In order to win the hearts of your subordinates, or for some political purposes, you must accept some people and things.

Of course, after entering the family, what status you can gain in the future depends on the performance of the girl and her family.

If Xu Chailao didn't get approval from him or Zhu Zhangui in the future, this girl named Xu Ruoying would probably be a maid all her life.

This is the royal family. There is no relationship between men and women, only the exchange of interests.

"Your Highness, Qi Yuan and Deng Yun'an are seeking an audience outside."

Just as Zhu Zhangui sat down, the monkey who replaced Hu Yu as his personal bodyguard whispered something in his ear.

"I see, let them take their things first and go to the dock to wait for me."

After speaking, Zhu Zhangui looked at Xu Chailao again, "Mr. Xu, please ask Mr. Ling to cooperate with my subordinates. My subordinates will tell him what to do."

"Yes, yes, I will let the dog go to report immediately."

Xu Chai Lao agreed with a face full of joy.

He is old, and he will not live for a few years. Whether his son can inherit his position in the future depends on the performance of his son and his granddaughter in the future.

Now the effect seems obvious.

My granddaughter was sent to His Royal Highness's bed yesterday, and today my son got a chance to perform.

Thinking of this, he secretly thought in his heart that he must tell his son to do things beautifully and perfectly, and then discuss with his son and send Xu Ruoying's sister, Xu Ruowen, there too.

The harem is a place where a hundred flowers compete for beauty. There are beautiful women everywhere. If you want to stand out, you can't do it without some means.

Although the granddaughter of my family has nothing to say about her appearance and figure, she is still alone. With someone to help her, she may have more opportunities.

Although my little granddaughter is only 13 years old this year, she is also a beauty, and being small has its advantages.

The crown prince is surrounded by beauties, but those are all grown-ups. The first two times are just a taste of something new. It is estimated that they will get tired of it after a long time, so changing the taste of the crown prince may have unexpected effects.

(End of this chapter)