Traveling through the Ming Dynasty, as soon as you open your eyes, you will die

Chapter 77 Trench vs. Tank

The sun has not yet risen, the sky and the earth are already bright, and the morning breeze is blowing. This is the most comfortable time in the hot summer.

The yellow belts squatted in the trenches, chewing the steamed buns in their mouths.

The new rule is to eat well in the morning, eat full at noon, and eat less at night.

Breakfast is now a bowl of porridge and a steamed bun per person. Without the original dried meat, it was to be saved for lunch.

The yellow belt boy was sipping the porridge with great care, breaking off the steamed buns in small pieces, without forgetting to mutter: "It's all that bastard Li Yan who did what Xu Tu Zhi practiced to attack the city, and ended up harming us all." The royal family is starving here. They should come here and taste what it's like to starve."

His complaint immediately resonated with the brothers around him, and everyone cursed Li Yan together, and then began to join the Third Army. The more people scolded, the more energetic they became. It seemed that as long as they scolded loudly, no one would be hungry anymore.

When it comes to swearing, Beijingers are famous for their ability. He scolded me for three days and three nights without repeating any sentences. Professional scolding companies will refuse to accept orders.

It turned out that the yellow belt was scolding him vigorously. There was a snap sound, and there was a cane on the helmet, and then the company commander scolded him: "You, Mr. Zhu, are nine and three grandsons. Others don't know it, but I know you. Before you joined the army, you were hungry for nine meals in three days." , I'm shaking when I walk. I only had enough to eat after joining the army. I've just lost some weight and now I'm cursing. You can do it.

Why do we reduce the amount? Not for him, Li Yan, but to eliminate the bandits and save our ancestors. You still complain, what are you complaining about? "

Zhu Laojiu was speechless when he heard what the company commander said.

Really, why did Li Yan delay? It was to cultivate an army capable of attacking fortresses for the imperial court, and to prepare an army for recovering lost territory in the future. What bad thoughts could he have? Isn't it for the sake of our own ancestors?

Okay, I forgive you.

Also, what's wrong with me? Originally, if I could eat half a meal of white rice porridge and eat these snow-white steamed buns, it was a dream I only dared to dream during the Chinese New Year, and it was definitely a daydream. I've only had enough food for a few days and now I'm like this. I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I've fallen.

The war drums of the bandits sounded, and the squad leader put down his rice bowl, stood up, and took a look outside. He shouted loudly to his soldiers: "Okay, breakfast is over, let's fight."

Zhu Laojiu quickly wiped the entire porridge bowl clean with the last piece of steamed bun, stuffed the steamed bun into his mouth, and walked to his fighting position to prepare.

The battle was interrupted for three days and resumed.

Stretching out his head, he saw the army of rogue bandits coming towards him, coming up in darkness again. But this time, he saw the black muzzle. Zhu Laojiu's scalp went numb when he saw the cannon.

Although the Ming army's cannons captured by the rogue bandits were few and heavy, they were all used to defend the city. But the elm spray in the hands of the bandits is their magic weapon. That thing is no less powerful than a cannon. It is also lightweight and easy to follow the army.

The spray of elm wood can be regarded as the wisdom of the people.

Just cut a piece of hard old elm wood, hollow it out, and tighten it with a few iron hoops to make it a cannon.

Although this thing will be scrapped after only three or five shots, the materials are all over the mountains and plains, and it is simple and easy to make. It is indeed the first choice for traveling to fight, killing people and stealing goods.

This time, Liu Fangliang immediately lined up no less than five hundred of these elm sprays in front of the position, which showed that he was really determined to annihilate his own Ming army here.

When Zhu Laojiu was stretching his neck to observe the enemy's situation, he suddenly saw the black muzzle of the gun, which suddenly spurted out bursts of thick smoke and fire, and then heard a dense sound of gunfire.

The sound of the cannons gathered together into an earth-shattering loud noise, which made people's ears squeak from such a distance. All I could hear was the squad leader not far away yelling: "Squat down."

Zhu Laojiu quickly squatted in the trench holding the five-eyed machine.

As soon as he squatted down, he heard a loud bang from the earthen wall of the trench above him, and the entire trench wall shook.

Almost at the same time, a scream passed overhead, bringing with it a gust of hot wind.

But these two shells were both solid shells. Under the protection of this magical trench, Zhu Laojiu was unscathed. I became bolder and stretched my head out to observe the enemy's position again. I wanted to take a look, but I saw the enemy's artillery position. One place was in chaos. It was because the enemy accidentally loaded too much gunpowder and the elm wood exploded in the chamber.

But the chaos was only in that area, and the others who were not affected were still in an orderly manner, using a mop soaked in water to wipe the barrel of the gun to extinguish the sparks in the elm gun, and continue loading.

It can also be seen from this that Liu Fangliang's army is indeed strictly disciplined and well-trained. He is worthy of being one of the main forces of Li Chuang's Sixth Battalion.

The squad leader yelled again: "Squat down."

Zhu Laojiu squatted down again, and the cannon roared again, but he was still unscathed. Zhu Laojiu had to admire the trench invented by the prince. It was really an artifact.

When he stood up again, Zhu Laojiu suddenly became childlike and shouted at the opponent: "I'm so angry with you that I can't beat you. I'm so angry that you have white hair all over your body."

Following his voice, all the frontline soldiers of the army actually shouted together: "I'm so angry with you that I can't beat you. I'm so angry that you have white hair all over your body."

When Liu Fangliang heard this, he almost died of anger.

He was not mad at the children's songs, but at the magical trenches and the uselessness of his own cannon.

At this time, he realized that he had played such a trick on the officers and soldiers during the battle at Zhuxian Town. The officers and soldiers were also helpless and were eventually annihilated. How could I be so stupid and waste so much gunpowder?

"Stop the bombardment and get in the cart."

Large cars were pushed out. In front of the cart, there were piles of sand packed in straw, followed by a long line of soldiers preparing to fight.

Now, everyone paid attention.

Now comes the real threat from the trenches.

Lu Mou stood on the high platform in the middle of the position. Seeing such a scene, he couldn't help but sigh: "War is the catalyst for productivity and technological progress. Look, I created trenches, and the enemy invented infantry-tank coordination accordingly." Tactical response, unfortunately, I did not bring a heavy cannon. It seems that the opportunistic battle is over, and the real hard-fought and brutal battle has begun."

Then he turned to ask Xiao Lizi: "Xiao Liza, what day is it today?"

Xiao Lizi bent down and replied: "On the fifth day, according to Li Shangshu's request, there are still ten days."

"Ten days, just endure it."

"Order the soldiers in the first trench to retreat into the second trench. Order the first division to prepare for a short attack." The first division is a sword and shield soldier.

With an order, all the soldiers of the Second Division in the first trench quickly retreated into the second trench, and once again set up the five-eye machine on the trench, ready to shoot.

The distance between the second trench and the first trench is exactly the range of the five-eyed machine. Here, the rogues will suffer a lot.

The effect of the bulldozers was remarkable. During the slow advancement, the officers and soldiers only fired two symbolic shots and then retreated along the traffic trench to the second road.

Liu Fangliang was overjoyed, "Occupy the first lane and attack the second lane. |"

　Wei Que also supported 100 coins, and he didn’t take it back. Thank you.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)