Chapter 128, "Righteous Soldiers" Enter the City When another winter dawn came over the city of Hangzhou, the ancient city walls around Wulin Gate were already in ruins.
Under the supervision of Captain Blackwood, who turned into a devil sergeant, the security forces who were severely hypersensitive after being scolded by him spent the whole night.
They were all firing arbitrarily at any slightest movement on the city wall.
In just one night, three bases of ammunition were consumed, and twelve percussion cap guns that were not of sufficient craftsmanship were scrapped.
In addition, Captain Kuroki, who still did not understand his hatred, used the "heartless cannon" and successfully carried out long-range directional blasting on the Wulin Gate tower.
The shock wave swept across the tower and caused a lot of people to hide in the tower.
Or the unlucky guy who avoided the gunfire inside the city wall had his internal organs shattered alive.
Facing the crazy revenge of the Kun thieves, the defenders on the Wulinmen city wall naturally suffered the most casualties.
In just one night, two groups of "amateur gunners" who coveted government rewards and tried to use wooden cannons to defeat the enemy were all folded on the city wall.
No one survived to receive the reward, and no one even dared to collect their corpses.
Then the third wave of men who operated the wooden cannon could not get together, leaving only the anxious Xiu Cai Gong Gao Xuan, the polished commander, facing a dozen wooden cannons that had just been built and had not had time to be lifted up the city wall.
Cannons, and a lot of stinking shit cannonballs to worry about.
At the same time, the streets and alleys in Hangzhou were filled with mourning.
Although the power of these Hale rockets was limited, far inferior to the large-scale bombings of later generations, and the effect of arson was also relatively poor.
They were completely different concepts from solidification, but they could not withstand this.
Things are being beaten endlessly.
Starting from midnight yesterday until the sky was bright this morning, the "meteor shower" coming from outside the city never stopped.
First it was a thunderous downpour, which made the citizens of Hangzhou cry and howl; then it was a continuous drizzle, which was endless and annoying.
Until now, the number of rockets outside the city is still two to three every quarter of an hour.
The frequency falls on the heads of Hangzhou citizens from time to time.
And it wasn't just Wulin Gate that suffered, but rockets shot in at several city gates along the West Lake line.
The bursts of roars that pierced the sky caused the soldiers and civilians in the city not only to have a sleepless night, but also to be unable to catch up on sleep during the day.
Because whenever the whistling sounds in the sky, no matter how exhausted the men, women, and children in Hangzhou are, they have to brave the freezing cold wind to walk out of their houses, stand in the snow, and silently pay homage to the gods and Buddhas in the sky.
Immortals from all walks of life prayed while stretching their necks to stare at the abominable thing that pierced the sky.
They held their breaths to see who would win from it.
Their expressions were really more focused than watching dice when gathering people to gamble.
It's really impossible not to focus on this.
This is the real "if people sit at home, disaster will come from the sky".
Although the power of this simple version of Hale rocket is limited, it is indeed not easy to catch fire in Hangzhou neighborhoods where it has just snowed for seven days.
Even if someone's house is unlucky enough to actually burn down, as long as the owner of the house can detect and extinguish it in time, there is still a high chance that his or her house can be saved.
But if you are careless and don't take it seriously, then you will definitely have to sacrifice all your belongings to the Fire God Zhurong.
In fact, although these Hale rockets were noisy, they actually caused very limited losses to the soldiers and civilians of Hangzhou.
After such a long period of indiscriminate bombardment, except for the unlucky ghosts on the city wall who were killed by gunfire, there were no people inside the city wall.
A total of less than twenty people were killed in the city, but this was an irreparable blow to the citizens' will to resist.
No matter how weak the Hale rocket was, after all, it was not a firecracker, but it could really kill people.
Burning the house down.
Seeing one Hale rocket after another whizzing past their heads, the hearts of the people in the city were beating wildly.
It felt like they were walking back and forth before the gate of hell, so their nerves were tense.
After a whole night, many Hangzhou citizens were going crazy.
However, although the whole city was enveloped in a tense atmosphere, not many people died.
Therefore, when the rate of rocket launches slowed down and became one after another, the underground casinos in Hangzhou actually kept pace with the times at an astonishing speed, and grandly launched the "Guess the Rocket" project where you can bet on the next rocket.
Which alley you fall into, you can also bet on how many more rockets will be launched before those thieves will stop.
Anyway, those idle people in the market don't mind spending more than ten cents on the gamble.
They don't feel bad if they lose, but they are happy if they win.
I can win back several taels of silver.
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As a result, the people of Hangzhou chatted and gossiped, speculated about gambling, and spread gossip, which invisibly diluted the horror of war and death.
In short, in this chaotic scene of bizarre and dancing monsters, the citizens of Hangzhou ushered in this...
The third day of the offensive and defensive battle On the other side, after spending another difficult sleepless night, Prefect Liu Mengqian was already exhausted.
His prefect's Yamen was bombarded by concentrated fire from Kunthi rockets.
Although the accuracy of these rockets was very poor, under the high-density bombardment of hundreds of rockets, the Yamen was still successfully burned to ashes.
For those who have satellites For allies of aerial photography technology, the location of any building in Hangzhou is no secret.
Fortunately, the prefect Liu also had a relatively private private residence in Hangzhou city, which was used to maintain an outhouse.
It is a pity that the famous prostitute who redeemed herself from a brothel in Hangzhou was not able to enjoy the blessings of the magistrate for a few days.
Unfortunately, she contracted an illness and died three months ago, so the private house was vacated, and now it is just right.
Let Magistrate Liu move there to work, so that he won't end up homeless and have to live in other people's mansions.
However, Magistrate Liu, who was greatly stimulated mentally, was extremely shocked and frightened, but also had a hint of secret joy.
He was surprised that the revenge of the thief Kun was so fierce and cruel; happily, it can be seen from this , yesterday's wooden cannon bombardment must have yielded something.
If those wooden cannons can kill a big bandit leader, then the retreat of the Kun thieves may be just around the corner.
No, no, a certain big bandit leader must have been killed.
Otherwise, why would the thieves outside the city go crazy and shoot rockets into the city like crazy?
It can be seen from this that the current rain of fire is just the angry thieves venting their resentment after their leader was killed.
After all the breath is released, these thieves should scatter and flee.
If they send troops from the city to pursue them, they may still be able to gain something.
Well, that must be the case.
The Kun thieves will definitely break up and escape soon.
This is absolutely true.
Just as Magistrate Liu Mengqian was squinting his eyes and cheering himself up with thoughts in his mind, another piece of good news came from the north of the city: Although the Kun thieves on the West Lake side set off rockets that filled the sky with fire, they did not block other directions in Hangzhou City.
So on this rocket-flying morning, a group of "righteous men" took a small boat and broke into Hangzhou from the Grand Canal, and brought news of the imperial court in Nanjing, the capital.
This good news made Magistrate Liu overjoyed, and he immediately held a banquet at the most luxurious brothel in Hangzhou to welcome the martyrs oshow7: