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Chapter 427 Dismantling the Cannon Again
These two small islands in the middle of the river have become a thoroughfare, and the densely packed fiber-pulling team is pulling the boats upriver along the island in the middle of the river. The scene is extremely spectacular.

Although the rain had dropped a lot, no Tartar dared to rush out again.

The warships of the Ming Dynasty still made a huge shelling sound, smashing all the enemies who dared to show their heads.

On Zhenjiang Fort.

It is cheering hard, laughing hard, and high morale.

Mao Wenlong stood on the city wall and watched the entire reinforcement process.Mao Wenlong will never forget the scene of hundreds of cannons firing at the same time. No one can fight against that fierce cannon, and no army can continue to fight under that kind of cannon, and the Tartars are no exception. Mao Wenlong, the Tartar who was in a panic and fled frantically, just smiled, watching his own warships coming up bit by bit, Mao Wenlong's face was full of smiles.

The walls of Zhenjiang Fort have already been filled with shouts and laughter that shook the sky.

Mao Wenlong's followers and generals seemed much calmer.

"The two imperial envoys are amazing! Such a sharp battleship and so many cannons are really unforgettable for a lifetime! Hehe, our generation is old..." Mao Wenlong smiled, looking at the increasingly The nearby warship smiled.

"It's all thanks to His Majesty's sageness, and the soldiers use their lives, and it's all thanks to Marshal who used himself as a bait, Marshal, we have won this battle!" Zhang Heng stood beside Mao Wenlong, facing the rain, and said with a smile.

"Hehe..., by the way, Staff Officer Zhang, the warship is about to dock. Send an order to get everyone ready to respond. Cannons, large and small Franglers are pulled to the east and south to help the warship block the passage. , bring in the supplies as soon as possible..." Seeing that the warship was about to dock, Mao Wenlong said immediately.

Mao Wenlong smiled and led the crowd, standing in the rain, welcoming the arrival of the warship from a distance.

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The scene of hundreds of cannons firing has already left a deep impression on Hou Jin. Although the rain has subsided, but watching the warships of the Ming Dynasty dock and transport people down, no one dares to charge them. The Ming Dynasty army on the west bank.Many warships of the Ming Dynasty had docked by the river, and the black muzzle of the guns had made everyone terrified.

"Quickly, unload the things..." Lei Dayong directed the crowd to unload the things from the boat after boat.

There was a distance of one mile between the riverside and Zhenjiang Fort. Soon, horses were erected in between to prevent the Tartars from attacking the transportation team.

Soon, horse-drawn carriages began to send reinforcements to Zhenjiang Fort.Seeing a carriage and a carriage of things being sent to Zhenjiang Fort, Zhenjiang Fort burst into applause again. The people in the besieged city wanted nothing more than reinforcements.

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"I've seen Marshal Mao!" Lei Da solemnly saluted Mao Wenlong, who came to greet him, by raising his hand.

"I've seen the two imperial envoys!" Mao Wenlong hurriedly returned the salute. Although these two did not have the names of imperial envoys, it was obvious that they were doing the work of imperial envoys, and they had quite a lot of power.

"Marshal!" Shang Kexi saluted Mao Wenlong with tears in his eyes. He wanted to kneel down, but when he remembered something, he just raised his hand.

Mao Wenlong was gratified to see that this young man under his command in the past has now become his half-savior, and he felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

"Yuanji, we are adults, don't cry like this, now that your reinforcements have arrived, this is a great joy, how can you cry?" Mao Wenlong said to Shang Kexi with emotion.

Shang Kexi stopped crying, his eyes were flushed red, the tears mixed with the rain, it was hard to tell the difference.

The generals behind Mao Wenlong also shed tears. In this Zhenjiang Fort, what they look forward to most is reinforcements. They are hovering on the edge of life and death. Now that the old man sees him again, it is inevitable that he will feel a little emotional.

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The drizzle was still falling.

From Zhenjiang Fort to the river surface, there are densely packed transport teams and defense teams; on the river surface, there are shuttles like weaving boats; Ships, transport ships, dragged up one by one.

The material channel of Zhenjiang Fort has been connected, and Houjin's men and horses are trembling in the wind and rain, hiding behind the valley, not daring to show their faces, watching in horror as the warships of the Ming Dynasty transport supplies to Zhenjiang Fort, they have no courage anymore Attacking the Zhenjiang Fort and the battleship, they are the most successful and most proud of riding and shooting. In fact, in front of this giant ship's cannon, it is simply a joke.

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"Let go..., let go..., I tell you to let go..." In Hou Jin's camp, a crazy voice shouted crazily.

"Master, you can't go! You can't go, the cannons of the Ming Dynasty are too sharp, if you go out, you are going to die!" A slave tightly hugged A Min's leg, and wouldn't let A Min go out. The already insane A Min Min wanted to take the troops to rush to the transportation team of Zhenjiang Fort.

In this noisy big tent, no one gnawed. Huang Taiji vomited blood and was still in a coma. Amin, who was already in a state of madness, was the biggest. No one could control him, but he was going to rush to the transportation team of the Ming Dynasty people. , but no one agreed with him, Amin wanted to go by himself, but was held back by one of his servants.

Everyone in the big tent avoided one after another, squinting at Amin who was already crazy and the begging servant.

"Slave dog, I tell you to let go..." Amin couldn't restrain himself anymore, he drew out his saber casually, and hacked the servant dog who was holding him back to death.

The blood splashed on Lao Gao and sprinkled on the tent, everyone in the tent was choked.Fan Wencheng's eyes tightened, and his heart twitched violently. He knew the person who was holding A Min's leg and crying just now. He was a Han Chinese like him. He was a well-known counselor among the Han Chinese. He didn't expect to be stabbed like this Killed, like killing a dog.Fan Wencheng's eyes shrank sharply. Could it be that he will end up like this?Taking refuge in Daikin's path, maybe I made a mistake...

A Min withdrew the knife expressionlessly, kicked away the dead body still hugging his leg, and left the tent without looking back.

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The cannons on the city wall, which had been silent for a while, suddenly fired violently.The people who were exchanging greetings were taken aback.

"What's going on?" Mao Wenlong was chatting with Shang Kexi, Lei Dayong and the others when he was suddenly stunned by the violent firing and asked immediately.

The soldiers on the city wall immediately said: "Return to Commander, the Tartars have sent troops..."

"The Tartars still dare to send troops?" Mao Wenlong asked in disbelief. After speaking, he quickly climbed up the city wall, and everyone followed.

A Tazi cavalry rushed out of the valley frantically, and rushed towards the place between Zhenjiang Fort and the reinforcement ship, obviously aimed at the transport team.

"What's wrong with the Tartars? Are you crazy?" Mao Wenlong said in surprise. On the river, there were hundreds of large and small cannons, and Francois was guarding them. If you came to charge at this time, it would be death, not to mention the muddy ground. , it is inconvenient to charge, besides, there are guards on both sides of the transportation road, and there are people guarding them. Is it so easy to break through?
"Marshal, I'm afraid this is a crazy move by the Tartars!" Zhang Heng said indifferently, seeing that this was almost like a moth jumping into a flame.

"Marshal, I'm going to resign first, and I want to go back and preside over it..." Lei Dayong said goodbye first. Lei Dayong still called himself a subordinate in front of Mao Wenlong. The appointment of any imperial envoy, therefore, has always called himself an official.

"..." Mao Wenlong didn't speak, but just nodded. The Tartar brigade came to charge, and there was really a need for someone to sit on the river.

In fact, at this time, the cannons on the warships on the river and the Zhenjiang Fort were already firing. "Boom, boom, boom, boom..." It kept ringing.

The Tartar cavalry, who ran out of the valley, ran wildly in the muddy rain, and was plowed out by successive cannons.

To the south of Zhenjiang Fort, there is a moat, which was transformed from the original stream. It was originally a stream, and the water was not much and not deep. However, after it rained, the stream water also rose and became turbid. Some of the many bridges on the moat were destroyed by water, and some were smashed by cannons.

A creek that I didn't care about at all before has now become a stumbling block, a man-eating demon. The Tartars, a cavalryman rushing out, have been plowed by cannons again and again, facing a widening, deepening, and changing face. There was nothing to do about this turbid stream. Some knights leaped across, while others plunged into the stream. In the turbid stream, streams of bright red immediately emerged.The rushing team was immediately stopped by the creek. The cavalry who crossed the creek looked at the people chatting with them and the mud splashing around them, and they no longer had the courage and guts to charge forward.

Facing the small ditch that was no more than a horseshoe before, but now a man-eating ghost, the already crazy Amin became even more crazy, shouting vague words in his mouth, and roaring to urge people to cross the river.

The servants around Amin couldn't bear it any longer. They were bombarded by the Ming Dynasty's cannons on their heads, but they were blocked by the stream. It was impossible for them to go to the Ming Dynasty's transportation team. Madman, for the sake of everyone's survival, set up this madman and run back, even Ren Amin roaring loudly will not help.

A seemingly brave crazy attack ended like a joke.On the Zhenjiang Fort, on the warship, there was a deafening sound of cai jeering.

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"The Tartars are really crazy!" Mao Wenlong watched the whole performance of the Tartars, and smiled contemptuously. Could it be that Huang Taiji is crazy for such a mindless and ignorant behavior?
"Hehe, Tartar is like this, it looks like he's really crazy..."

"Hahaha..." Everyone laughed.

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After this farce, the Tartars completely gave up their thoughts of attacking Zhenjiang Fort, and "quietly" hid behind the valley, quietly watching the Ming Dynasty people transport things to Zhenjiang Fort.

The rain has stopped.

The sky gradually darkened, and night gradually fell.

In the night, countless fires were lit on Jiangxin Island, and the pulling team was still shouting "yo ho, yo he...", the cannons had already stopped, and only the thundering chant sounded. It has been resounding between heaven and earth.

On both sides of the transportation road from Zhenjiang Fort to the riverside, countless fires were also lit.The carriages kept going back and forth to transport the supplies to Zhenjiang Fort.

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"A barbarian?" Mao Wenlong asked differently.

"Return to the commander, yes, he is a barbarian. He said that he has important matters to ask the commander." A school captain who sent the order said.

Mao Wenlong has no prejudice against the barbarians. On the contrary, he still has some good feelings for the barbarians. A considerable part of the Flangji, the red cannon, and the cannons fired today come from the barbarians. Therefore, Mao Wenlong still treats the barbarians It is very important, but if he does not entertain these two imperial envoys, he is not willing to meet a barbarian.

"Marshal, that should be Deng Yuhan, Master Deng, he is His Majesty's guest clerk, and he works for His Majesty. Now, he has taught a group of apprentices who study medicine..." Shang Kexi hurriedly introduced this barbarian, this barbarian I already knew him very well, and asked him every day when he was going to Zhenjiang Fort. He was someone in Dongjiang Town who was more anxious to go to Zhenjiang Fort than him at that time.

"Okay, see you then!" Mao Wenlong said without hesitation.

After a while, a barbarian with a beard came to Mao Wenlong. After exchanging pleasantries, the barbarian took out a "letter of introduction".

After Mao Wenlong took it, he looked at it for a while, then closed it with a strange expression on his face, said nothing, and then agreed to the barbarian's request.The barbarian also knew that Mao Wenlong was busy, so he left without saying anything.

After the barbarian walked away, Mao Wenlong said in a strange tone: "Everyone, write it down. From now on, all the corpses of the enemy will be under the care of the barbarian. What he wants to do and how to deal with it are all up to you." Never mind, understand?"

"Obey!" Everyone didn't understand what Mao Wenlong meant, but since he said it, he obeyed.

"Yuanji, is this barbarian a doctor?" Mao Wenlong asked in a tone of disbelief. The "letter of introduction" just now had given him too much surprise.

"Hehe, Commander, that's right, he is a doctor, a doctor who specializes in opening the stomach, so he needs to practice with corpses. He has hundreds of apprentices who follow him to learn how to open the stomach, hehe , This matter is allowed by His Majesty..." Shang Kexi said with a smile.

"Then..." Mao Wenlong has never seen a doctor who started with a gut-wrenching speech.

"Marshal, in fact, it's all for your Majesty's benefit. On our battlefield, swords and guns have no eyes. You may be injured that day. This knife and gun injury is not like others. It is very likely that your limbs will be broken and your hands will be sawed off. Sawing off the feet, or cutting the chest open, if they use the body of a tartar to practice now, it will be better than practicing with us then, right?" Shang Kexi said with a smile.

After hearing this, Mao Wenlong nodded thoughtfully.

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In the dark night, densely packed torches continued to deliver supplies to Zhenjiang Fort.

Both Lei Dayong and Shang Kexi returned to the boat.

Lei Dayong looked at the torches and the noise not far away, but remained silent.The joy of successful reinforcements during the day gradually faded at night with the continuous flow of torches.

"Dayong, I want to ask you one thing." Shang Kexi said.

"What's the matter? Just say, hehe, now the reinforcement materials have entered Zhenjiang Fort. We have won this battle. What else is there?" Lei Dayong said with a smile, today is a day to be happy.

"Dayong, I think, leave some cannons for Zhenjiang Fort, so that it will be easier for them to defend...Dayong, what do you think?" Shang Kexi said in a low voice, hundreds of cannons fired together during the day The scene of killing the enemy gave Shang Kexi quite a shock, aren't the Tartars known as a powerful team?Isn't it called invincible?In front of these hundreds of cannons, it's not even a fart.

"Yuan Ji, you mean to remove the cannons from the warship and install them in Zhenjiang Fort?" Regarding Shang Kexi's previous record of dismantling the cannons, Lei Dayong soon understood what Shang Kexi was talking about.

"Hehe, yes, great use, what do you say?" Shang Kexi couldn't see his face clearly in the dark, but he must be very embarrassed. There are twenty cannons in the aid, not what he said he wanted to keep some cannon.

"This..., Yuan Ji,... Well, Yuan Ji, in fact, we were able to come to preside over the reinforcement of Zhenjiang Fort because of our loyalty to His Majesty and His Majesty's trust. Apart from this, we have nothing. This, you Do you understand?" Lei Dayong didn't answer Shang Kexi's words directly, but talked about this instead.

"Dayong, I understand what you said, without His Majesty's trust, without His Majesty's support, how could we be where we are today? To Your Majesty, I am happy that there is only loyalty, only obedience, no other words..." Shang Fortunately, he said solemnly, what all this depends on and where it comes from, of course he knows that without the emperor's trust, he could not be the imperial envoy responsible for the support, and without the emperor's support, he could not have so many supplies, no It is possible to mobilize so many manpower, let alone hundreds of cannons,

"Okay! Yuanji, it's good if you understand. I also hope you can remember what I said today..." After Lei Dayong finished speaking, he went on to say: "...Actually, Yuanji, your Majesty will be able to fight this battle." As I said earlier, I don’t care about any gains or losses, I don’t care about lost land, I don’t care about cities, I don’t care about victory or defeat, I don’t care about gains, I don’t even care about defeat, etc. As long as you can fight the Tartars, you don’t have to care about it..., you think The cannons on the warships were dismantled and sent to Zhenjiang Fort. If you want to dismantle it, you can dismantle it, but you have to wait until the things are almost shipped,... Your Majesty should not care about the cannons..." Lei Dayong said.

"Okay, thank you so much!" Shang Kexi said happily.

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Houjin sweat account.

Huang Taiji, who was sleeping, felt that he was in a noisy downtown. He wanted to sleep, but he couldn't fall asleep all the time.

Outside the Khan's tent, there were Hou Jin, the big and small Baylor, and the generals. The news that Khan had woken up made them rush over immediately, but they were all blocked outside.

in the account.

Only a few of Huang Taiji's confidants were there, and Fan Wencheng was one of them.

"Xiandou, what's the situation outside now?" Huang Taiji's spirit has improved a lot.

Fan Wencheng was very bitter, and said: "Khan, I'm afraid I can't fight anymore. During the two days when Khan was in a coma, the Ming people had already transported all the things into Zhenjiang Fort. Now the Zhenjiang Fort soldiers are full of fine food. Their morale is high, and they can't fight down at all, let alone besiege the city." Fan Wencheng said bitterly, Dajin had completely lost this battle.

"Oh, why can't we fight anymore? In a while, the river will be closed. If we go to North Korea to arrest people, we should be able to use up Zhenjiang Fort... as long as it is empty..." Huang Taiji Seeing Fan Wencheng's bitter face, he asked again: "...Oh, why did Xiandou say he can't fight any more?"

"Big Khan, the cannons on Zhenjiang Fort are now arranged like a hedgehog..." Fan Wencheng said bitterly, now Dajin is extremely sensitive to cannons, and when he hears the cannons, he no longer has the heart to fight , the first reaction was to immediately find a ravine or a trench to hide. The scene of hundreds of cannons firing in the past two days left a deep impression on everyone in Dajin, but now Zhenjiang Fort is already like a man covered in blood. The prickly hedgehog asked Da Jin to go up and down to attack the city, Fan Wencheng didn't think he had much confidence.

"Oh, is that so?" Huang Taiji pushed away the crowd and went out with staggering steps.

Zhenjiang Fort is indeed as Fan Wencheng said, like a hedgehog covered in thorns, and Zhenjiang Fort is covered with cannons.

Huang Taiji didn't go far, he was already panting, a servant quickly put a cloak on him, Huang Taiji looked at the people who followed, and asked, "Where is the second brother?"

The people who followed were dodging.

"Khan, Erbeile, he's crazy..." Fan Wencheng whispered.

"Oh, crazy?"

(End of this chapter)