Chapter 127: The smelliest weapon On the other side, when the officials, gentry, and people of Hangzhou at the Wulin Gate were all celebrating with their hats, and enthusiastically celebrating the success of the plan to "defeat the enemy with memorial tablets", Wang Qiu, who was playing with the radio station in a tent outside the city, was also chatting with Zhao Yingong who was sitting in Phoenix Villa.
The comrade got on the phone: “What, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, the emperor, the supreme virtuous, military, Ruiwen, divine virtue, holy merit and the great filial piety of the Ming Dynasty was Zhao Kuangyin, the Taizu of the Northern Song Dynasty.
Why hang the memorial tablet of the Song Dynasty emperor?"
"The reason why we hang the tablet of the Emperor of the Song Dynasty is because they think we are survivors of the Song Dynasty, and we have been promoting it to the outside world like this."
The owner of the village, Zhao Yingong, on the other end of the phone, said with a smile, "As for why we need to hang a memorial tablet on the city wall, it's because during the Battle of Jingnan, Prime Minister Tie Xuan fought against King Zhu Di of Yan in Jinan City, and he once hung the memorial tablet of Taizu on the city wall.
The memorial tablet of Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang made the Yan army dare not launch artillery attacks on the city This Jinan offensive and defensive battle in the early Ming Dynasty is very interesting.
You are outside the Wulin Gate now, right?
Please don’t rush to start the war.
I happen to have a batch of eliminated inventory processing products that I want to use later.
I’ll bring it to you, let’s watch the fireworks at the West Lake tonight.”
Therefore, Wang Qiu ordered the entire army to camp and rest outside Wulin Gate.
At the same time, he took out his personal computer to search for historical information about the battle between Tie Xuan and Jinan.
However, what he never expected was that in the evening, before Zhao Yingong arrived, an old man who claimed to be the special envoy of the Hangzhou Prefecture came down the city wall in a hanging basket and sneaked to the gate of the military camp.
In front of him, he kept shouting that he wanted to see the general.
Wang Qiu felt that his mood was extremely tangled and strange for a moment.
He looked at the old man with a white beard very suspiciously, thinking that this official in Hangzhou really lacked innovative thinking.
Could it be that he was just playing Tie Xuan's imitation show?
He was so addicted to it that he was wondering whether he would play the trick of killing the thieves with a thousand-pound iron gate next.
But despite this, he decided to see what kind of medicine this old guy was selling in his gourd first.
So, he ordered the orderlies to bring tea to entertain the guests, and as expected, the old man almost made Wang Qiu burst into laughter as soon as he opened his mouth: "Your army came to restore the foundation of our ancestors.
They are indeed loyal ministers and righteous men of the Song Dynasty.
And Hangzhou is the old capital of the Southern Song Dynasty.
We also have our hearts attached to the Song Dynasty.
We have always wanted to tell you, general, to abandon the dark side and join the bright side.
The officials and the people in the city have already agreed on tomorrow.
We are going to present the city, but we are afraid that the army will enter the city and disturb the people, so we respectfully ask the general to withdraw ten miles and enter the city with only a hundred horses.
We will prepare a banquet of fine wine and a reward of silver to welcome you."
Listening to the funny old man's mouthful of nonsense, Wang Qiu resisted the urge to laugh, picked up the tea cup and took a sip of water to calm down: "I didn't know that the old man could be so brave and wise.
I once heard that Mr.
Tie Xuan once said To guard Jinan, I wonder if there is a thousand-pound iron gate in Hangzhou city."
"The general is so ridiculous, Tie Xuan jumped into the air.
How can the enemy general Shenwei general enter the city tomorrow?
If there is anything wrong, I am willing to raise my head to see you."
This trembling old scholar seemed to have worked hard to gain a better background, and at this point he was still stubborn.
Wang Qiu, who felt his intelligence was insulted, suddenly felt like ten thousand alpacas running majestically through his heart. , couldn't help but roll his eyes and thought: This Mr.
Tie has been called a clown by you.
I don't know what you, an old lunatic, should be.
So, Wang Qiu simply gave him a try: "At noon tomorrow, all the officials in the city will wave white flags and go out three miles outside the city to surrender.
No one will wait if it's late."
After saying these self-consciously domineering words, Wang Qiu stood up and ordered to see off the guests.
It was really painful to keep turning and attacking like this.
Naturally, the old gentleman who failed to complete the important task of luring the enemy chief into the city had no choice but to return to the city cursing.
After waiting for a while, when the sky turned dark, the owner of the village, Zhao Yingong, finally together with another lower-level traveler, Comrade Li Meng, escorted several captured canal canal boats and West Lake boats to save the approval.
The "elimination products" were shipped from Phoenix Villa.
Specifically, it is the "retro weapon" created by the Lingao Crossing Group itself, more than 2,800 Hale rockets in stock.
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This early rocket invented by the British was used in the Napoleonic Wars and the 1812 American-British War.
Unfortunately, its performance was poor and it was criticized for its extremely poor accuracy.
It was not powerful enough, but it was still suitable for bombarding a city.
It won't miss.
The projectile body of this thing is rolled out of tinplate, and the warhead is shaped like horse manure paper.
Strictly speaking, it is a large firecracker.
However, the charge is relatively advanced.
In addition to gunpowder, solidified fuel is also used.
However, due to the unskilled assembly workers, the appearance of this rocket is very rough, and the warhead and body often even separate during transportation. .
Therefore, since contacting the central government of modern time and space and various weapons and equipment being rapidly upgraded, the Hale rockets that Lingao Group has produced have become useless and no one wants them.
Even transforming them into signal bombs is very troublesome.
So Zhao Yingong took it over and planned to throw it all on the heads of the people of Hangzhou.
And Wang Qiu also likes this kind of cheap and light rockets, because when he uses them for indiscriminate bombing, it always reminds him of the subtlety of putting "scurrying rats" in residential buildings to scare people during the New Year when he was a child.
Next, in the dead of night, the three boats, whose superstructures were urgently dismantled, were quietly propped up to Yongjinmen.
On the water of West Lake outside, every boat has four launchers ready at the bow.
A launch angle slightly less than 45 degrees can ensure the maximum range.
As for accuracy, it can only be used to enhance this " To make the fireworks show more interesting, Wang Qiu and Zhao Yingong also tied various whistles to the rockets for maximum fear effect.
So, following the red flare fired by Wang Qiu with the starter's gun, the Japanese security forces soldiers with equally excited faces lit the long match ropes.
After a moment, twelve Hale rockets swarmed out one after another with a strange scream.
Heading straight towards the city of Hangzhou shrouded in darkness.
After the first round of Hale rockets was launched, a few clumsy temporary "gunners" ignored the acrid smoke that had not yet dissipated and hurriedly swarmed in.
Under the scoldings of Wang Qiu, Zhao Yingong and Li Meng, they dipped their guns in water.
The cannon brush stabbed the launch tube hard, taking away the remaining sparks and temperature in the tube.
Then, as the second batch of rockets took off, the strange whistling sound once again echoed in the vast night sky.
The city of Hangzhou, which had been sleeping for a long time, became violent again amid the rounds of rocket bombardments.
"This is a meteor, no, it's a thief's rocket."
"Boom, the water has gone away, the water has gone away."
Seeing the bright flames piercing the night sky and falling from the sky, earth-shaking wails erupted from everywhere in Hangzhou.
No one cares about the curfew order anymore.
People are beating gongs and running around the streets everywhere, and even more people are running around like headless flies.
However, no matter how noisy the city of Hangzhou is, the rockets dragging orange fire continue to fly from the West Lake, one after another over the city wall and fall into the city, like a continuous rain of fire falling on the city of Hangzhou. .
The city, which was originally lit only by sparse lights, soon began to erupt with huge fires and explosions.
The faintly beating flames could still be seen dyeing the sky red, and the houses had obviously been burned down.
Prefect Liu, who had just fallen asleep, woke up in the light of the fire at the first moment.
I don't know if it was due to bad luck.
A rocket actually fell straight into the prefect's Yamen and ignited many documents stored there.
The lottery room summoned the servants and maids to destroy the Yamen.
After the fire broke out, Liu Zhifu, who was afraid that the thieves would take the opportunity to attack the city, had to urge the government officials to beat gongs to recruit people and organize firefighting.
At the same time, he personally led people to patrol everywhere to suppress the riots.
Next, he had to go to the city to check the enemy's situation.
The time is really busy.
This "meteor shower" lasted until late at night, and finally came to an end: after having fun shooting the rockets, the travelers who felt sleepy stopped work and rested.
But people in Hangzhou have long since lost all sleep, and have to spend a sleepless night in fear.
Fortunately, because there has just been a heavy snowfall, the snow on the roofs has not melted, even though these enthusiastic little things fell from the sky.
The explosions continued all night, but there were not many ignition points, and the fire caused was not too serious, at least in general.
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However, the shooting of bolides all over the sky still greatly aggravated people's panic.
For the first time in many years, the tall city wall failed to protect the residents in the city.
Faced with the endless new methods of Australian thieves, the citizens of Hangzhou became less and less confident in defending the city.
Standing in front of his house that had been burned to ruins, Gao Xuanxiucai, who had just had a good fortune recently, couldn't help but feel like crying.
Ever since he made a splash at the "Pingkun Conference" in the prefecture's Yamen, and won the favor of Liu Zhifu with his own book of Pingkun minutes, Gao Xuan's status in the family has also risen: from that day on, Gao Xuan I could see the flattering smile of my father-in-law, and the polite greetings from my brother-in-law.
Although my brother-in-law did not kneel down, he was still standing.
But this has also given him great psychological satisfaction.
However, as the saying goes, extreme joy brings sorrow.
That night, the "Kun thief's rocket" fell from the sky and burned his house and his only belongings to the ground.
Once this evil rocket ignites a fire, it is extremely difficult to extinguish it, even by pouring water on it.
Gao Xuan and his wife struggled all night, but could not save their house.
They only rescued some things from the fire.
Just as Gao Xuan was lamenting in frustration and thinking about whether to move to his father-in-law's house temporarily, a government servant holding a torch came to invite him with a film of Magistrate Liu.
Therefore, despite the tragic loss he had just suffered, Gao Xuan straightened the sleeves of his robe and walked away in the midst of envious, jealous and hateful eyes.
Unfortunately, this meeting with Magistrate Liu was obviously not as pleasant as the last time, because Gao Xuan could not come up with any clever tricks to restrain the "Kun Thief's Rockets".
He only said: "Although the Kun Thief's weapons are sharp, they are all good."
If you are far away and don't know how to get close, if you choose one or two brave men to get close, you will be able to defeat the thieves."
But the question is, even if a few warriors are sent to attack and assassinate, can the remaining thieves stop firing rockets?
After sending Gao Xuan away with tea in disappointment, Magistrate Liu Mengqian walked around in the lobby several times hatefully, and finally let out a helpless sigh: "I didn't expect that the Australian thief could be such a kingless and fatherless ancestor of the Zhao and Song dynasties."
Even the memorial tablets of the ancestors can’t stop their bolide.”
After lowering his head and thinking carefully for a while, Magistrate Liu Mengqian thought that although the rocket was different from the artillery, it should be regarded as a kind of firearm.
He might as well quickly collect those yin, yang and filth objects and list them on the city wall.
It might have a miraculous effect.
So, Before daylight, Magistrate Liu personally went out to recruit a large number of civilians, starting from the Wulin Gate where "thieves gathered", and redecorated the Hangzhou city wall.
As a result, classmate Wang Qiu, who slept until three o'clock in the morning and didn't get up until three o'clock in the morning, was very puzzled to see that in addition to the memorial tablets of Emperors of Zhao and Song Dynasties, wooden barrels, rattan baskets and pottery were hung on the head of Wulin Gate today.
What kind of gunpowder is in the jar?
Tung oil or lime?
Then, a gust of breeze blew by, sending a faint stench into Wang Qiu's nostrils, and also made him feel the deep malice of this city.
Is this stinky shit just shit?
Who is this crazy guy who came up with such a weird idea as "painting the walls with feces"?
Classmate Wang Qiu, who felt deeply that he was fighting a group of mental patients, decided to teach these lunatics a lesson in a very depressed mood.
Under his order, several Japanese security army soldiers who had been working the night shift all night and were a little listless at the moment had no choice but to Reluctantly dragging his tired body, he slowly pushed out a Gatling reloading gun from behind, then yawned loudly, lifted the gun jacket, cleaned the gun chamber, and loaded the drum.
This series of slow motions made all the defenders and civilians on the city wall raise their hearts to their throats: Although the most knowledgeable scholar in the city said, "Things that are extremely yin, yang, and filthy" can be used.
It's a weapon that can be broken by thieves, but after all, no one has seen it with their own eyes.
Does this trick work?
The next moment, after a few seriously sleepy Japanese security soldiers completed all the preparations feebly, Li Meng, a former salt lord who heard about the strange things happening at the top of the city, also came to join in the fun and snatched the Gatling revolving chamber.
The gun was pointed at the city wall in person He smiled and shook the handle, and a crackling sound like raindrops immediately sounded, digging small holes in the city wall.
However, just when everyone was in a panic and began to question whether Xiucai Gong's statement was correct, the Gatling revolver under the city Suddenly the fire went silent.
As a result, the defenders at the head of the city were silent for a moment, and then burst into cheers, and their morale was greatly boosted.
This dung bucket can indeed break the Kun thief's firearm.
Under the city, Li Meng apologized to Wang Qiu sheepishly, "Well, I'm sorry, I just shook it too fast and it seemed to get stuck."
In response, Wang Qiu had no choice but to shrug his shoulders, let Li Meng and others take the Gatling rifle to the back for repair, and then went back to have breakfast.
Only a Japanese squad leader named Kuroki was left, and his squad continued to form outside the camp to monitor the movements on the Wulin Gate.
However, Wang Qiu and Li Meng never imagined that the above actions would cause them to miss such a wonderful scene.
Just when Wang Qiu sat down in the warm tent and picked up his rice bowl, the Wulin door, which had been closed since the attack of the thief, opened with a creaking sound.
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Next, in the disbelieving eyes of the Japanese security forces outside the city, a group of civilians in messy uniforms were driven by the government officials behind them.
Everyone was holding a long bamboo pole, shouting and swooping over.
It looks majestic This shocking scene made Captain Kuroki, who had longed for meritorious deeds, suddenly tremble with excitement.
I saw this former Japanese ronin, who had been "naturalized" for many years and had not killed anyone for a long time, first squeezed out from the bottom of his throat.
There was a roar like a beast, and then his red eyes widened, he picked up the gleaming samurai sword, and went straight to the bamboo pole array in front, without even bothering to say hello to his subordinates.
The other soldiers standing on the front line were also confused when they saw the squad leader launching a pig sprint without even saying hello.
Those who had bullets in their rifles started to crackle at the bamboo poles on the opposite side; those who didn't have bullets in their rifles simply charged forward with their bayonets pointed out.
But even such a barbaric tactic that lacks technical content is enough to win.
When the rifles were fired for the first time, the strong men holding long bamboo poles were still trying to calm themselves down: not afraid that the city walls were already covered with evil-destroying filth.
Object, that sound must be the thief's blunderbuss exploding.
However, the bloody flowers blooming in the crowd soon shattered their delusions.
After the crisp volley of gunfire, the grenades thrown by the Japanese security forces caused shrapnel and flames to sweep across the entire square in an instant, sending these strong men without any armor in groups to meet King Yama. .
The remaining strong men who were still alive were so frightened by the mountain of corpses and sea of blood that appeared in front of them that their faces turned pale, and they even vomited from the smell of blood.
However, there is no more time to allow these rookies who are fighting for the first time to slowly adapt to the cruelty of the battlefield.
Because the Japanese security forces headed by Captain Kuroki have already brandished their sharp blades and slammed into the battlefield.
Under the city wall, there was a chaotic array of bamboo poles.
Next, watching their unarmed companions being stabbed to death like chopping melons and vegetables, the battered fighting spirit of these strong men was finally completely defeated.
I don’t know who shouted, and the crowd lost their minds.
He got off the bamboo pole, turned his back to the bullets and bayonets, turned around and fled.
At the same time, on the tower of Wulin Gate, overlooking the overwhelming bayonet charge of the Japanese security forces, looking at the splashing blood and miserable wails, the officers, gentry, soldiers and generals once again recalled the pain of the Japanese invasion.
And the humiliation of the seventy-two Japanese pirates sweeping through Nanjing Therefore, under the order of Magistrate Liu, the officers and soldiers guarding the city ignored the cries and pleas of the people outside the city and continued to close the city gate tightly, leaving them to fend for themselves.
At the same time, the people guarding the city wall spontaneously threw everything around them outside the wall.
In short, by the time Wang Qiu received the news and hurried back without his job, the battle outside Wulin Gate was already over.
Corpses of all kinds of colors lay scattered on the ground.
The layers of corpses made people wonder if they had arrived in the Blood Pool Hell.
The few enemies who were lucky enough to survive were also missing arms and legs, and they no longer had the ability to save them.
It’s valuable.
Captain Kuroki, the greatest contributor to this battle, almost made him spit out his breakfast.
At this time, the Black Mountain team was standing naked by the West Lake, shivering from the cold wind, while several soldiers I took a wooden bucket and poured bucket after bucket of water on him, but even so, I couldn't wash away the stench emanating from his body.
What made Wang Qiu want to vomit even more was that as soon as he saw the big leader coming out, the naked Captain Heimu immediately used a shocking speed to push away the soldier who was splashing water, and then jumped into a hug.
She grabbed Wang Qiu's thigh and started a tearful cry.
In order to figure out the cause of this strange scene, Wang Qiu resisted the urge to kick away this pile of humanoid mobile garbage, and patiently listened to the cry of this dirty thing.
According to the words of the Blackwood team leader, when he rushed in first When he was in the enemy's position, everything went smoothly.
When his sword When the blade cut off the first head, it was still smooth.
When the enemies began to flee, it became even smoother.
When he was locked outside the city gate with the enemies who only held bamboo poles, he was even more Capturing a large group of prisoners easily, well, it sounds like it went well.
But things didn't go smoothly next, because the bastards on the city wall were throwing shit down like crazy.
The arrogant Kuroki captain was unfortunately hit.
He was first knocked over by a clay pot, and then his whole body was buried.
When he was waiting for him to crawl out of the dung in a daze, all the prisoners he had just obtained were taken away by other teams that later participated in the war.
Not to mention, his family heirloom was also lost in the chaos.
Precious sword As soon as he mentioned the lost family heirloom sword, captain Heimu felt a burst of sadness in his heart.
He couldn't help but let go of his hands holding Wang Qiu's thighs, squatted on the ground and howled, while crying, he told the story of the famous sword.
What kind of historical significance?
Taking advantage of this rare opportunity, Wang Qiu quickly and calmly took a few steps back and prepared to run away.
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At the same time, he secretly made a decision in his heart: he would change out of these pants and throw them away when he returned.
But looking back at the naked man in front of him who was crying heartbrokenly, he finally sighed, silently took off his European-style sword, and threw it towards Kuroki.
Then, before the overjoyed Captain Kuroki could rush forward and kowtow to thank him, Wang Qiu hurried back to change his pants.
On the other side, while the "Kun thieves" below the city were performing various appearances of living beings, there was a gloomy and gloomy atmosphere on the tower of Wulin Gate in Hangzhou.
Although the Yexiang offensive just now had successfully dampened the arrogance of the Kun thieves to a certain extent, but The bloody facts also fully prove that these Kun thieves are skilled in martial arts and are not afraid of physical combat.
The carefully prepared bamboo pole formation failed to defeat a few thieves at all, but instead defeated a lot of brave men who had finally been recruited.
Fortunately, we didn't open the door just now to let in the attacking bamboo pole soldiers.
Otherwise, with the thieves following, the Wulin Sect might have fallen.
Faced with such a devastating defeat, Magistrate Liu, who was sitting on the tower of Wulin Gate to supervise the battle, couldn't help but feel disappointed for a moment.
However, in order to boost morale, he still issued some silver rewards to stabilize the morale of the army, and at the same time, he also gave up his last hope of defeating the Kun thieves.
It was placed on the batch of wooden cannons in the city that were working hard.
Next, after a lot of busy work, and with the on-site guidance of Gao Xuan, a "master of military affairs", the craftsmen in Hangzhou finally built fourteen wooden cannons that afternoon.
Each wooden cannon is equipped with a rear sight and a front sight, which look quite similar.
The corresponding "special artillery shells" have been prepared long ago: clay, feces, mixed with child urine, kneaded into balls as big as a child's fist, densely packed in rows and rows under the city wall, waiting to dry like In modern society, the old men and women who sell coal stoves are like drying briquettes.
Because "the most yin, the most yang, the most filthy things" must be used to break the gun weapon, that's why there is such a strange "dung bomb" formula.
At dusk in the evening, after hearing that the high-tech wooden cannon and the special dung bomb had been completed, Magistrate Liu Mengqian, who had just taken a nap and regained his energy, immediately regained his energy and got up with great satisfaction and climbed up the mountain in person again.
I patrolled the city walls of Wulin Gate, hoping to use these sharp weapons to sweep away the bad luck of the bamboo pole formation's disastrous defeat in the morning.
I was even prepared to fire a few shots at the Kun thieves myself to let them know how powerful my Daming firearms are.
Regarding the ambition of the prefect, the Qingke aides were naturally full of flattery, and they all expressed their intention to write articles praising Prefect Liu's heroic feat of risking a stone to climb the city and lighting a cannon to kill the enemy more than ten miles away.
Gao Xuan, who was appointed as the gun captain, was also full of confidence and pride: "Mr.
Liu, don't worry.
These thieves are nothing more than local chickens and dogs' ears under the cannon fire from our platoon."
With the artifact in hand, his ambition can be fulfilled, and Gao Xuan's mood became heroic and exciting.
I wish I could kill the thief chief on the spot in order to repay the divine favor.
Under the fiddling of a group of craftsmen, the fourteen wooden cannons on the Wulinmen city wall quickly completed a series of actions including loading.
Under the city wall, there were also many soldiers of the Japanese security forces.
Through the hazy twilight, they vaguely noticed the movement on the top of the city.
They couldn't help but be curious, and they pointed at Wulinmen from a distance: these groups in the city.
What on earth was the coward doing?
However, since it was already dinner time, the Japanese security forces soldiers felt that their stomachs were more important and did not immediately open fire to interfere with the actions of Hangzhou soldiers and civilians on the top of the city.
Then, with a group of Japanese security forces watching with their rice bowls in hand, the fourteen wooden cannons placed on the Wulin Gate finally fired one after another.
It has to be said that these old elm and old willow trees, scraped together from various places in Hangzhou regardless of cost, are still very strong in terms of texture, and the craftsmanship of the coopers who made the barrels is also pretty good.
Although Magistrate Liu personally lit the fuse, the first wooden cannon exploded due to too much charge, but Magistrate Liu who lit the fuse was unharmed.
He had already walked away far away.
And the shells fired by this exploding wooden cannon gave Magistrate Liu an incomparable surprise: the special shells made of a mixture of clay, excrement and children's urine drew out lines in the bright red sky at dusk.
It made a huge and eye-catching arc, and then hit hard in the middle of the Japanese security troops who were gathering to eat.
A tin bucket filled with hot soup was hit in the middle.
The splash of soup made the surrounding soldiers scream.
"Congratulations, sir, for winning the battle and killing the enemy with one shot."
"Bah bang, Master Liu, your shooting skills are unparalleled.
You will definitely be able to destroy more than ten miles with one shot in the future."
The people watching the battle on the top of the city suddenly showed off their usual energy of watching a play and applauding the magistrate like crazy.
Magistrate Liu was also very proud, but he was still frightened by the explosion just now, so he did not dare to do it himself.
He just announced to the gunners: "Anyone who can hit the enemy camp will be rewarded with one tael of silver per gunner.
If he captures the enemy chief, I will never begrudge the reward.”
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Therefore, under the temptation of this silver reward, the gunners who were also new to training hurriedly opened fire one by one, scrambling to kill the other thirteen dung bombs before the Japanese security forces could react.
It was fired out, and the Japanese security soldiers who were eating around the campfire outside the city were howling.
Generally speaking, because it cannot withstand too high a chamber pressure, the range of wooden cannons is relatively short, and it can shoot a hundred steps.
Not bad.
But because the special dung bombs used this time were far lighter than conventional lead and stone bullets, and the gun mount was placed on the city wall, giving it a commanding advantage, the dung bombs actually hit the Japanese security forces.
In the camping area Of course, the lightness of the cannonballs also has the disadvantages of being too light.
First of all, the structure is not strong.
Several large dung bombs even fell apart as soon as they exited the muzzle, and fell into several pieces and fell under the city wall.
Secondly, it lacks lethality.
Although it hits the target repeatedly, it barely kills the enemy.
In short, after the round of bombardment, Magistrate Liu fulfilled his promise and rewarded all the gunners on the city wall one tael of silver each.
Then, after paying out the reward, Mr.
Liu hurried back home, leaving the gunners on the city wall to continue fighting with the thieves outside the city.
It was really life-threatening because at the next moment, the Japanese security forces, whose dinner was ruined by the dung bomb, launched an angrily counterattack.
"I'm going to chop up all these disgusting guys who play with poop all day long and feed them to the fish."
Captain Kuroki, who was baptized with feces and urine twice on the same day, waved the European-style stiletto sword given to him by Wang Qiu and shouted angrily.
Just now, a big dung bomb whizzed over without warning and accurately fell into the tin bucket containing hot miso soup in front of him.
Immediately, the hot soup mixed with excrement and urine poured over Captain Kuroki's head.
Although the material damage caused by these dung bombs was negligible, they caused huge psychological harm to the Japanese security forces.
The familiar stench that filled the nose immediately ignited the anger in the chest of Captain Kuroki.
Then, under the leadership of the furious Captain Kuroki, several captains present were blowing whistles like crazy, quickly summoned their soldiers, and used sticks, whips, punches and kicks to urge them to open fire on the city wall immediately. , kill all those damn bastards who are playing with shit.
The light field artillery and Gatling rifles carried by the army were pushed out one by one, and the rest of the infantry also raised their rifles with curses.
Once again, they were humiliated by having excrement thrown at them and the pain of losing their dinner made this ragtag group immediately give in.
The flames of revenge burned the mind.
The thunderous sound of gunfire rang outside the Wulin Gate, raining bullets and shells as densely as a downpour, fiercely falling on the heads of the amateur gunners at the top of the city.
In just ten minutes, the Wulin Gate was covered in flames and a sea of blood.
All the gunpowder piled on the city wall was exploded.
The people, officers, soldiers and gunners who had no time to escape were basically mutilated. charred corpse On the other side, after clearing away the wooden cannons and gunners on this section of the city wall at an alarming speed, these frustrated Japanese security forces still felt that they were not satisfied enough.
So, they asked their superiors for permission, and after getting permission, they launched the Hale rocket launcher outside Wulin Gate, preparing to set off a grander fireworks display for the stupid Hangzhou defenders to show them the consequences of wasting food.
So, Wang Qiu and other three time travelers sat in the pavilion on the lonely mountain, sipping tea and drinking wine, while watching the overwhelming Hale rockets once again lighting up the night sky of Hangzhou City, admiring the cruel beauty created by the war. .
In order to increase the amount of launchers per unit time as much as possible and achieve the effect of rapid fire when the number of launchers is limited, these Japanese security forces fully used their brains and piled many small mounds on the ground outside the city, and then placed the four-unit The launcher was dismantled into a single tube and set up on a temporary slope to serve as a simple position for launching rockets.
The accuracy requirements for this thing were extremely low anyway, as long as it could fly over the city wall.
That night, the crazy Japanese security forces fired more than 800 Hale rockets, and successfully made them all greet the city of Hangzhou cordially.
A considerable number of the rockets fell around the Hangzhou Government Office, completely turning this ancient building that had stood for hundreds of years into a white field.
After completely irritating the thieves outside the city by using the unprecedented "stinking weapon", the citizens of Hangzhou once again spent an extremely difficult sleepless night amidst the continuous fires and explosions oshow7: