Yongle Emperor's grandson: Zhu Yuanzhang with cheats, Zhu Di went crazy

"Sir, do you think our sudden arrival will scare Daming so much that he will run away like a chicken?"

Inside the Polish border, a huge army is advancing slowly.

In the team, a man in a suit asked with a smile the man sitting on the horse next to him, who was wearing a general's uniform and had a serious expression.

"maybe!"

The man in the military uniform replied casually and continued to look at the map in front of him.

Ever since the Angel Alliance and the Russians reached a secret alliance, the Angel Alliance began to mobilize troops from all sides, preparing to deal a heavy blow to the Ming Dynasty so that the Ming Dynasty would know who is the master of this world.

In order to inflict a heavy blow on the Ming Dynasty in one fell swoop, they divided their troops into two parts.

A part of the army, with a force of 200 million, attacked the Indian region from the sea and from all directions, intending to retake the former colony.

As for how to distribute the benefits, we will talk about it after the fight.

He led the other part, which left Poland, passed through the Russian territory, bypassed Lake Baikal, and directly attacked the border of the Ming Dynasty.

And the military force of this part of his army reached 300 million.

The actions of the two troops can be said to be rare in ancient and modern times.

After all, the marching of millions of troops, eating, drinking, defecating and urinating are all headaches, not to mention commanding the war.

As the commander of this army, he can be said to be extremely cautious and considers every step carefully.

As for the guy next to him, he was sent by the Angel Alliance. He said he was there to assist him, but in fact he was there to supervise him.

After all, he controls such a huge army. If he does something detrimental to the Angel Alliance, the Angel Alliance will lose everything.

"Has the Russians reported any news about the situation in the Ming Dynasty?"

As they were about to leave Poland, the commander asked the staff officer next to him.

The staff officer shook his head and said, "General, we have not received any intelligence. According to our intelligence personnel, they have only received news that we may march, but they don't know the exact time and number of troops."

"Besides, they probably still believe that the Russians are on their side, so they wouldn't guess that we would come from the north."

The staff officer's most relaxed words made the general shake his head.

"Don't underestimate the people of the Ming Dynasty. Their intelligence and wisdom, as well as their sense of war, are not something that ordinary people can understand."

After saying this, he continued to look at the map in his hand and fell into deep thought.

From the moment he set out, he had an inexplicable feeling in his heart, as if he always had a dangerous intuition looming in his mind.

But after he sent people to check countless times, he didn't find any problems. It seemed that the Ming Dynasty really didn't know about their actions and had not made any preparations at all.

Although it seemed calm on the surface, he always felt that there were turbulent waves hidden underneath.

If it weren't for the people behind him urging him to move forward, he would have wanted to stop and make sure before taking action.

"Sir, the troops ahead have already left Poland and are heading towards the planned route."

The commander nodded and was about to say something when he suddenly thought of something and asked, "How long has it been since the scouting troops ahead reported back?"

The staff officer was a little confused, but he still opened the notebook and answered: "The last report was five hours ago."

"Damn it! Didn't I tell you to report every two hours at most? Why is it taking so long?"

The commander suddenly felt something was wrong and hurriedly asked, "Hurry up and ask what happened ahead?"

“Buzz buzz buzz buzz…”

However, as soon as his voice fell, a buzzing sound suddenly sounded in the eastern sky.

The deafening buzzing sound, like that of thousands of mosquitoes flying, drowned out the sound of millions of marching troops.

Attracted by the sound, everyone looked up at the sky and saw a dark mass in the east, as if something was flying towards them.

“Is it a dark cloud?”

"Fuck, you are such a fool. Your dark clouds can make sounds."

"Could it be an airship?"

"That's impossible. If the airship came, the troops ahead would not fail to report it."

There was a burst of low discussions among the crowd. Many people were curious about the black thing flying towards them from the east and making the noise. What on earth was that thing?
As everyone looked at it, the dark object became clearer and clearer.

"It's an iron bird. What a big iron bird!"

The crowd exclaimed in surprise. It was the first time they had seen such a large iron bird, and they were even more curious. Could it be that this was a mysterious thing unique to the East?

"Asshole, quickly organize the troops for air defense, this is the enemy's weapon."

The commander saw the unique Ming Dynasty logo under the iron bird through the telescope, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat, realizing that his bad premonition had finally come true.

They were all fooled by the Ming Dynasty. The king of air combat in the future will not be the airship, but this strange iron bird.

Although he understood all this, it was useless to know it now. He could only order the troops to start air defense.

It is not so easy for a marching troop to enter air defense status, let alone a marching troop of millions.

By the time his order was passed down, the iron birds had already flown over their heads.

"Attention, all teams. The main targets of attack are enemy artillery, enemy logistics transport vehicles, and enemy anti-aircraft firepower."

Gao Hang sat in the brand new command fighter, issuing orders one by one.

As the vanguard air force, what they have to do is not to kill a large number of enemy targets, but to destroy the enemy's heavy firepower and vehicles transporting supplies.

A legion of millions of people, without heavy firepower and logistical supplies, will be like a helpless sheep facing the next troops that will appear.

"The Falcon Squadron understands!"

"Stuka Battalion understands!"

"Sky Fortress Squadron understands!" As replies came one after another, Gao Hang said calmly: "Begin the action!"

The order was given, and the various types of fighter planes forming the flying array began to dive down, searching for their targets.

"Bang, bang, da, da!"

The soldiers who were helping to prepare below were shooting at the sky with machine guns and rifles, hoping to shoot down these iron birds with the weapons in their hands.

However, they thought too much. It was harder to hit the target with infantry weapons for air defense than to win the lottery, not to mention that it was the latest single metal fighter.

A Stuka, ignoring the rain of bullets from below, flew into the air, pulled the joystick, and headed towards an artillery area.

These artillery pieces were still being prepared in a hurry, and some had not even been unloaded.

As the Stuka dived, the sharp whistling sound made these guys' genes tremble, and they always felt like they were being stared at by the devil.

"Bye, guys!"

When they reached the bombing distance, the Stuka operator pulled the bomb lever hard, and the heavy bomb hanging below fell straight down.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

He was extremely lucky with this shot and directly hit the vehicle transporting ammunition.

This vehicle happened to be loaded with high-explosive bombs of caliber 150 or above.

The moment of fate, it instantly spread out in all directions like flowers scattered by a fairy from heaven.

One of the shells that was about to explode fell on another vehicle. Although this vehicle was pulling shells with a caliber of less than 100, its power should not be underestimated.

"Rumble, rumble, rumble..."

The explosions continued, and the flying Stukas were shaking.

The pilot looked down and was stunned.

An area of ​​over a thousand meters was directly covered by the smoke of flames and explosions.

"Hahaha, see? One shot, multiple explosions."

The pilot shouted excitedly. This was his second mission. The first time he was shot down by the enemy, but he saved his life. He didn't expect that he would make such a great contribution the second time.

"Tsk, that's it! My pee is more powerful than this. What's so great about it?"

The team members expressed disdain in their words, but their eyes were full of envy.

After this bomb was fired, the artillery marching column was almost paralyzed. They would be punished with at least a second-class merit and could not escape.

For this air raid, Zhu Zhanjun mobilized all the air forces from the three worlds.

But they are just fighter planes. This kind of space that existed in history cannot be passed by ordinary soldiers except for the people in Gao Hang's space.

Fortunately, Gao Hang has been training the air force of each world over the years, otherwise with so many fighter jets, it would be a problem whether there would be enough pilots.

"What exactly is this?"

The commander, who was trapped in a hidden place by his staff, looked at the fighter planes that were constantly climbing and diving in the sky. His eyes were red, and he grabbed the weeds beside him unwillingly and roared in a low voice.

The airstrike lasted for half an hour.

It’s not that all targets were destroyed, but the ammunition carried by the pilots had been almost used up.

According to the Air Force Manual, when returning, fighter planes must retain a certain amount of ammunition to prevent encountering the enemy on the return.

By the time the plane shook its tail and turned away, the endless marching column had been scattered into disarray.

Everywhere there were rising flames and smoke, as well as the wailing of the wounded.

In just half an hour of air strikes, most of the heavy equipment of the Angel Alliance's Northern Legion was destroyed.

This is not because the Ming Dynasty's air force is so powerful, but because the commander gathered all the heavy equipment together for the convenience of transportation and set off at the same time.

This brainless behavior directly saved the Ming Air Force a lot of trouble.

After confirming that the enemy had left, the commander got up from the ground and looked at this cruel scene with indescribable grief and anger in his heart.

He came to a destroyed cannon, looked at the cannon that was twisted like a pretzel, and clenched his fists tightly.

"If you fall behind, you will be beaten. I originally thought that our army was invincible, but it was not until this moment that I realized that the power of the Ming Dynasty had long exceeded our imagination."

The man in the suit next to him no longer looked so arrogant.

He was covered in mud and looked extremely miserable.

He looked at the artillery in front of him, was silent for a moment and then said: "I think we should consider what to do next, whether to continue moving forward, station here, or retreat!"

The commander didn't know how to answer for a moment.
He also wanted to know, and he also wanted someone to tell him what to do next.

After a moment of silence, he said, "To..."

"Boom, boom, boom..."

He had just started when suddenly a rumbling sound came from a distance and the ground shook slightly.

"What's going on? Is there an earthquake?"

Everyone was in a panic, thinking that they had just suffered an enemy air raid and were now facing a test from God.

“Oh my god, what is that?”

Just when everyone was in a panic, a person accidentally saw Dongfang and opened his mouth in surprise.

The commander looked quickly and saw that the sun was high in the sky in the east, while the plain area below was filled with smoke and dust.

Faintly in the smoke and dust, he saw a golden dragon with bared fangs and claws, countless cold metallic lights, and the raised muzzle of a gun.

"It's the Ming Dynasty's chariot!" (End of this chapter)