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Chapter 868: That year, I followed Xuan Ge Camp to fight ghost guys ([-])

June 41, 6, is definitely an extremely important day for many historians and history enthusiasts in this dimension of the mission world.

Because it was this morning that an artillery battle took place in the Pearl River Basin.

It can be regarded as a key turning point that determines the subsequent direction of a famous historical event; it can be regarded as one of the few bright spots for this nation in the subsequent period of extremely humiliating history.

It is a pity that the Daqing court, which was the ruler at the time, definitely appeared as a negative image in this incident.

For the need of domination and to cover up one's own incompetence.

Therefore, for a long time after the incident, they strictly prohibited public discussion of the incident.

The few relevant records themselves are not very credible because of the problem of buttocks. At the same time, they have also taken measures to crack down on the records of some private scholars.

As a result, there are not many relevant records that can be handed down.

As for the Great Yin Fleet, there were almost no survivors.

In short, there is huge controversy in the academic world about what the process of that artillery battle was like on such a day, and everyone has their own opinion.

Because there is basically no key evidence in the hands of both parties, no one can convince the other for a while.

As for what specifically happened, we can still see some relevant content from the memories of Huang Ashan, who participated in the artillery battle that day.

Because I was thinking about the younger generations in Huangjia Village who had to harvest early rice tomorrow, so I couldn't tell my story too late.

Huang Ashan stopped halfway through the story about how he helped Xuan Ge camp carry cannons and fight ghost guys.

Then, Huang Ashan, who is now in his eighties or nineties, is definitely considered a famous old man among the surrounding villages.

Using a cane, I returned to my ancestral home with three wooden houses.

My wife died more than 20 years ago, but my children and more grandchildren are still alive. Now they are all busy with other things in Yangcheng and Shanghai.

Originally, they wanted to go with him to take care of and enjoy the blessings, but Huang Ashan, who could not leave his hometown, did not go after all.

After returning to the deserted ancestral home, Huang Ashan went straight to the master bedroom.

But after lying on the bamboo bed in the master bedroom, he didn't feel sleepy at all.

Because in the previous narration, the most profound memory in his life has been uncontrollably revealed in his head.

At this moment, it was still like the thing called movies that had only become fashionable in Yangcheng a few years ago, constantly flashing in his mind.

Everything is so fresh in my memory, as if it happened yesterday.

Every detail in it, who said what, what they did, and how they died, everything is clearly remembered...

Speaking of which, it was embarrassing, when Hu Biao and Chief Hu from Xuange Camp asked, "What should I do?"

In an impulse in his head, he called out, "*His mother is a sinister guy, kill them to take revenge~" After that, at most a quarter of an hour or two passed, in fact, Huang Ashan, a bad boy, was thinking in his heart Some regrets.

I regretted why I was so impulsive at that time.

You must know that in the rumors, the cannons of the Yin Rengui guys are really powerful; so many imperial troops in Yangcheng have fled. Can they really defeat the Yin Ren's big ship with the help of these country folk?

But the bullshit has been blown out, and all we can do is continue bravely.

Fortunately, the 12 taels of silver received for carrying the cannon and the 20 taels of housing expenses for signing up for the cannon shooting; a total of 32 taels, were entrusted to Uncle Si Tang and the others who had not signed up to take them back.

Huang Ashan thought that if he didn't die this time, he could use it to repair his ancestral home and marry a wife.

If he dies, he will have a grand dinner with at least eight dishes on the table, including six meat dishes; he will have a good meal for everyone, and then send him away with a lot of fanfare.

In the following time, a total of 1027 of their personnel who originally signed up to fire off the artillery were assigned to different artillery positions like carrots and pits.

These gun emplacements are also camouflaged with a large number of branches, weeds, etc., making them look quite hidden.

It was a coincidence that he, Buck Tooth Qiang, Slug, and two other men from Huangjia Village, a total of five people, happened to be assigned to the two thousand kilogram cannon that they carried all the way.It is considered that the five of them operate this cannon.

On this small hill alone, there are nearly thirty cannons lined up densely, including fifteen or sixteen two-thousand-pound cannons.

Why is Huang Ashan so sure that they brought this door here?
It's very simple. When he was carrying this two thousand artillery piece down from the Dajiao Fort, he remembered that the back of the gun body hit a big rock.

Until now, you can still see a white mark on the cannon.

After the artillery positions were assigned, a man named Shadow Cavalry came from Xuange Camp. He looked white and fat, more like a rich man than Mr. Huang from Huangjia Village.

He called together more than 200 people operating cannons on the hilltop and began to teach everyone how to handle these cannons.

He directly took a two-thousand-pound cannon and demonstrated to everyone how to load, aim, ignite, and fire.

I don’t know what other people think, but Huang Acan understood it after listening to it once. Then after firing a few shots himself, he felt that it was not difficult at all.

Not only the actions of loading and firing, but also the aiming and ballistic estimation.

Because after firing a few cannons, once this young junior stood behind the cannon and squinted his eyes to aim, he could feel an invisible dotted line appearing.

Tell him where the cannonball will eventually land and how much muzzle adjustment he needs to make to hit the designated target.

However, even Huang Ashan himself found this matter unreliable when he thought about it; because he was worried about being laughed at, he ultimately did not tell anyone else...

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The evening dish was not the taro roasted pork that Huang Ashan always wanted, but instead it was deep well roasted goose grilled with lychee wood, as well as barbecued pork and green vegetables.

It’s also a good thing that you don’t get to eat just once throughout the year.

After eating and drinking, Master Shadow Cavalry, who was responsible for commanding the thirty cannons and more than 200 people on the hilltop, asked everyone to take a rest directly next to the gun emplacement, each with a mat on his back.

He said that because of the Yin Ren Gui Lao's big ship, they might come and kill him at any time, so he had to keep his spirits up.

But as soon as he thought about setting off cannons to fight against the sinister ghosts, all kinds of strange thoughts started to spin in Huang Ashan's mind.

For example, can I survive? What if I become disabled?
In the future, when I marry a wife, I will have to decide what kind of wife I should marry; it would be great if she is a girl like the God of Wealth, who is not only beautiful, but can also give birth to a son at a glance.

If I could really marry such a person, I would break his ribs and make soup for him without blinking an eye.

With all kinds of complicated thoughts, this poor boy couldn't sleep at all.

The situation should be the same for Bucktooth Qiang, Slug, and even other people on the hill; anyway, I kept hearing the sound of someone tossing and turning.

Finally, after staying up for who knows how long, Huang Ashan slowly fell asleep. When he was in the middle of his sleep, he suddenly heard the loud sound of cannons.

In a flash, Huang Acan bounced up from the ground.

After reacting, he knew that the Yin people's ship had finally arrived, so he was ready to lift the branches covering the cannon and prepare to blast these Yin people and ghosts rushing to the street.

But just as he was about to take action, he heard Master Shadow Rider shouting in his ears:
"Stay well, this is just a scout ship belonging to the Yin people. Just use a small part of the artillery to drive it away; other firepower points have not yet been exposed."

Huang Acan didn't understand the words "reconnaissance ship" and "firepower point" at the time.

But the meaning of not firing cannons is quite clear.

Feeling depressed, he suddenly cursed in his mouth: "Fuck on the street~"

Then, Master Shadow Rider's face clearly showed a look of surprise; after two or three counts, he asked:
"Pretty boy, do you have anything to do with Hu Biao?"

"No, not at all." Huang Acan said quickly, and at the same time he realized in his heart that he seemed to know a terrible secret...

After recalling such a scene, 89-year-old Huang Ashan showed a clear smile on his face.

But soon after, the expression on his face became heavy again, because the subsequent memories were filled with painful memories of blood and fire, battle and death.

(End of this chapter)