Griffin Commander in the Late Ming Dynasty

Wang Yanchang is not a man of great loyalty, who would stick his neck out for his brethren in times of trouble. You should be thankful that he didn't stab you twice. Why did the Nanjing navy arrive so late? This was all intentional by this Lord Wang!

He had long guessed that Jiang Han was strong. You know, he had just conquered Zhenjiang. What was across Zhenjiang? The natural barrier of the Yangtze River! With the natural barrier blocking it and the Zhenjiang navy still there, others could take it in one day. He didn't dare to think too much about it.

Therefore, when he sets out, he can delay for a while, waiting for the land army to fail, and then his navy will have room to play. In this way, wouldn't he have the right to speak?

This war is not about killing, it is about human relationships and worldly wisdom!

"Okay, okay, okay, brother, then I will wait for your good news!"

Zhao Zhilong was so angry that his teeth itched. Why? This siege was the job of his army. Yangzhou was in a mess and could not hold out for long. He only needed to study the strange fortress of the enemy army and he would definitely win. Now the navy had started to play a role. Wouldn't the credit be shared? Who would be rewarded then?

Now that I have been tricked by that unvirtuous thief Jiang, and the navy general has taken the initiative of this siege, isn't this a failure?

But what can he say? He said, "Don't go. I can do it alone." He just complained to someone about how cunning the thief on the other side was. The other person patted his chest and said he would help you. You said no? Do you still want to take Nanjing?

Besides, even if Zhao Zhilong said he could, the smell on him was not convincing enough.

Zhao Zhilong could only silently send his best wishes to his colleague: "Master Wang, Master Wang, if you run into that wicked thing, I will wait for you to be completely stunned. You must attract firepower and pave the way for my subsequent siege."

Rather than being a supporting role or a popular figure in the navy, Zhao Zhilong still thought that he couldn't be the only one to suffer. If he had to suffer, he would suffer together. Everyone would be bullied by that wicked man, and the eldest brother would not laugh at the second brother. Of course, it would be even better if, while being bullied, he could still play some of the trump cards of this living thief army.

The two of them went their separate ways, each with their own agenda, silently telling each other what an idiot they were.

"General, how is it?"

Wang Yanchang returned to the boat and his adjutant came forward to ask him questions.

"Humph, that idiot Zhao Zhilong really screwed up. He was just a cricket thief, but he was tortured into that state. He stinks all over. When I first saw him, I thought he had just taken a bath in a cesspool."

"In that case, wouldn't that mean....Congratulations, sir!"

The adjutant congratulated Wang Yanchang with a look of surprise.

"Huh, where does the joy come from?"

"Sir, Zhao Zhilong doesn't have the ability to take Yangzhou, which shows that he is incompetent. Recovering Yangzhou is a great achievement. Now that Zhao Zhilong is in trouble, my navy has strong ships and powerful guns, and will definitely be able to defeat the Jiang thief. At that time, you will have the first merit of breaking the city, and you will be promoted right now, sir. I am congratulating you in advance."

As an adjutant, no matter how good your other abilities are, you must be good at flattering. You have to flatter your boss comfortably, appropriately, and tickle his sore spot, only then can you do your job safely.

"You are such a smooth talker, this matter has not been finalized yet."

Although he scolded, Wang Yanchang was secretly happy in his heart, hehe, it's my turn to get promoted and make a fortune, I knew that this thief Jiang was unusual, luckily I was more cautious, and it really came in handy, now, it's time for me to start showing my skills.

Why was he so confident? The Ming Navy had never lost a battle in its 200-year history, whether it was an inland naval battle or a maritime battle, it had always won without a single defeat.

That's right. The battles that the Ming Dynasty fought with foreigners could be said to be life-and-death games. Even if they lost one game, the whole of China would start to suffer bad luck. These white devils were extremely wicked. Their character was so bad that even a dog could feel proud of them. Just refer to what happened in the late Qing Dynasty to understand.

This is just like if you were a Barcelona player, you would also pretend to be cool. My record is so good, if I don't brag, then should I brag about you? My Great Ming Navy is so powerful that it dominates the world. If we fight a small rebel, won't we definitely win?

At this moment, the excellent matching mechanism of the late Ming Dynasty led to the fact that all the powerful enemies were blocked by Zheng Zhilong. The only threat on the sea was gone. The Tartars in the north were pure landlubbers, as soluble in water as Desmond. One of the important reasons why the later generations fought against the Southern Ming for so long was the natural barrier of the Yangtze River. Even if they built a big ship, who could bear it if the soldiers started vomiting when they went up? You can't tie the ship with iron chains, right? You have never died, right?

The so-called thief is the same thing. He is from Shaanxi, where there is not much water, not to mention swimming. So, today's navy is really a strong man entering the nursing home, and one hit is accurate.

However, their opponent was playing with Feng Ling Yue Ying.

When the large ships of the Nanjing Navy arrived near Yangzhou, the Goliaths buried by Jiang Han under the water had already transmitted their information back. It was Jiang Han who came up with the idea of ​​using Goliaths as buoy mines.

The creativity is under control.

"Oh my goodness, these boats are quite big!"

To be honest, Jiang Han was greedy. Who wouldn't be greedy when seeing all these big ships? They were all money!

"Commander, please control yourself a little, your saliva is dripping into the bowl."

The M4 members came back from the mission, took a flower petal bath, and fumigated their clothes with flowers for a long time. This time they were having a celebration banquet with Jiang Han to celebrate their success in making the other side look good.

"Hey, look at the map. Good things are happening to us one after another. The God of Wealth is sending us gifts!"

"I think it will be difficult for us to carry out a capture operation against such a large fleet."

M4's idea was not capitalist enough. In her opinion, the commander insisted on taking roundabout actions when she could have just dismantled the opponent's Ding-Kang directly.

"Oh, it's true. What a pity. Such a good ship... Hey, what do you think? Let's put some skunk bombs on the boat. Can we smoke all these people off the boat?"

Ever since using this thing, Jiang Han has fallen in love with this inhuman feeling. It's just like stealing a house in lol, with a sense of immoral pleasure.

"If you don't want the captured ship to have a strange smell all the time, my advice is to try not to do this."

"Walk in the mouth"

"Oh... No, it would be a shame to destroy such a good ship. Let me think about it."

Jiang Han held his chin and fell into deep thought. He was thinking about how he could capture the Nanjing Navy's ships intact. However, this should be difficult to do because at this moment on the electronic map, Jiang Han found that the opponent's main ships were arranged in an attack formation and were heading towards his Yangzhou City quickly!

"Sir, we have spotted the enemy's ships ahead."

"How many?"

“Only one”

"One ship? This rebel is still a poor fellow. He can only afford a navy with one ship. What ability can he have? Pass my order. All ships must raise their sails to full capacity. Go closer and smash that ship into pieces!"

"Sir, do you need to be more cautious...?"

"Who do you think I am? Pull the boat over!"

"Yes! Your lord!"

What was parked on the river at this moment was naturally one of the four treasure ships that Jiang Han had confiscated before. Jiang Han used one of these treasure ships for transportation, one as a warship, and two for business and fleet formation. As a big ship of more than 70 meters, the treasure ship had a strong presence on the river!

(I checked the data before and calculated that the treasure ship was more than 200 meters long. However, according to the structural strength of wood, it is obviously difficult to build such a large ship, unless the Ming shipbuilders have mastered some kind of star technology. I searched for information for a long time and guessed that it should be a problem of scale conversion. I recalculated it according to the new rules and it was about 70 meters long. This sounds a lot more reasonable.)

Volume 242: Chapter Chapter : Jiang Han: Hungry Ship!!

The book continues from the previous chapter, and tells that the Nanjing navy came to Yangzhou with great momentum, and was about to attack Jiang Han's treasure ship.jpg

In fact, to attack a city, it requires coordination of multiple parties, especially for a southern city with a complex water system and the Yangtze River. It takes a two-pronged approach from the army and navy to take it down. Apparently there are people in the Nanjing Ministry of War who understand this and made such arrangements.

But plans are plans, and reality is reality. The beginning was well conceived, but people are human. Wang Yanchang was eager to make a contribution, so he delayed his arrival, and let Zhao Zhilong help him step on the landmine. Zhao Zhilong's side suffered from Jiang Han's calculations. The morale of the whole battalion is now low, and the stench is unbearable. They are unable to organize an attack at all. Zhao Zhilong himself thought that he should not be the only one to suffer, so he made up his mind to stand by and watch. It has to be said that cause and effect will come true.

But the thing is, they are teammates.

The old score slaves all know that in order to win the game, they cannot quarrel. Everyone has to work hard, divide the work and cooperate with each other, and everyone works together to gain points. If the team starts to quarrel, they have to act as peacemakers and persuade them to play well.

If someone in a game starts out by constantly thinking about his teammates' minion lines, thinking about the jungle monsters, and always wanting others to pave the way for his own performance, then this game will basically be doomed to fail. Even if you are Uzi, you cannot win the game even if you take on three lanes.

Moreover, this kind of phenomenon is not only here, but is very common. The army in the late Ming Dynasty is no longer as strictly regulated as it was in the past. Now, the only Ming army that can be regarded as an army are basically local private soldiers and retinues. Strictly speaking, these are already warlords. It is common for them to listen to orders but not to decrees. In one fell swoop, they will fight back if the troops outside the city do not obey your orders.

Civil officials spend their days scheming and scheming about how to make money, while military generals not only think about making money, but also about how to protect their own troops so that they can get promoted.

How could such a bunch of insects run the Ming Dynasty? Even if Yu Shaobao was in heaven, he would be so angry that he would do three somersaults. It must be said that the Ming Dynasty was indeed doomed. There was no hope for survival. Those who could save the situation were either dead or gone. The Ming Dynasty was doomed at any moment.

After hearing the order from above, several warships set sail and started rowing towards the treasure ship in the river. Their idea was very good. Although you have a treasure ship, you only have one. I have so many ships here, even a tiger can't stand up to a pack of wolves. We have so many people, so we can beat you up, right?

But they did not consider that they were the one with fewer people. It did not matter if they started moving. Once they started moving, they were directly entering combat status. Goliath, who was originally floating in the water as an underwater beacon, instantly entered a war state. He looked at these enemy ships as if they were his relatives. They rushed towards the Ming army ships one by one like young swallows flying into the forest. Jiang Han's eyebrows jumped when he saw this. He was in trouble.

"I'm so awesome! Don't!!" This is the cornerstone of the fleet he is going to build in the future! Don't destroy it! Jiang Han stamped his feet anxiously. However, Goliath had no way to retreat after turning on the combat mode. They only had one way to fight, go forward, and then art is Patrick!

I will never tolerate cowardly acts!

White arrows were approaching the Ming navy fleet from underwater, but at this moment the Ming navy was still unaware and was still staring at the treasure ship.

"Turn the rudder, turn the ship sideways! Load the cannons!!"

Seeing that the treasure ship was basically within shooting range, some battleships began to spread out their formations and spread out their hulls to prepare for the first round of artillery fire, while the remaining ships continued to move forward to encircle the treasure ship to prevent it from escaping.

"Prepare!!"

The captain was just about to give an order when a loud bang suddenly exploded within his own fleet. The entire front section of a ship that was moving forward exploded, and fireworks filled the air. By the time everyone reacted, only half of the poor unfortunate ship was left.

Immediately afterwards, the second sound followed like a shadow, and then the third sound, and the fourth sound... This Ming army fleet seemed to have suddenly sailed into hell.

The bow, stern, keel, and side of the ship all exploded at different positions. However, the huge power was enough to make up for the deviation in position. If a ship was hit by one, it would be scrapped on the spot. All the old commanders should have a deep understanding of the power of Goliath. The tag is marked, concentrated fire! ! Deadly! ! The four exclamation marks are enough to prove its value. All the stubborn commanders were sent away by them. One shot produced five major damage animations, which could make every commander's blood pressure rise.

Meeting Sun Honglei at the corner is a pain that every commander does not want to recall.

With the strength of a humanoid body, a suicide bomb that explodes can directly paralyze it. I can only say that those who understand will understand. For the specific effect, please refer to the movie Pearl Harbor.

Confidence turned into the instinct for survival, screams and wails replaced the original inspiring war drums, and the naval battle was over from the beginning.

Blood, fire, and explosions became the main theme of the Yangtze River at this moment, and anyone who saw it would feel their scalp tingling.

"Turn the rudder quickly! Retreat!"

Wang Yanchang shouted at the top of his lungs, and Jiang Han, who was far away in the city, was equally worried: "Go! Go! Go! Why are you rushing into the enemy's position where mines are buried? Go! The boat is going to be lost!"

"I need to remind you, Commander, that the target you are supporting now is our enemy in terms of identity."

Parosa felt it was outrageous when he heard this. How could someone cheer for the enemy?

"What do they care about me?! What I care about is the ships!! Ships!! Those are huge ships that weigh hundreds of tons!! It's over, it's all over!!! My fleet!!! My operations!! The materials I use to over-summon giant jets!!"

"Goliaths themselves lack more intelligent command modules. Their design purpose does not require too many information processing mechanisms. They only need to reach the predetermined location, see the enemy, and then explode. There is nothing we can do about it. However, Commander, what was that thing you mentioned at the end? Did you add new rules to your weird chess and card game?"

After comforting Jiang Han, Parosa looked over warily. She had not been able to resist Jiang Han's nagging before, and she was also curious about what this new type of chess was like, so she played a trick on Jiang Han. Let's put it this way, Parosa wanted to strangle herself for agreeing to him a few minutes ago.

The weird rules, the chess game that didn't follow the rules at all, the most outrageous thing was that when I was gradually adapting to the commander's rhythm and slowly gaining the upper hand, he actually summoned sop2 and turned the chessboard over! Then he declared a draw!

From then on, Parosa was certain of one thing in his heart: if I played that damn new chess with the Commander again, I would be a dog!

"Of course not! My heart aches so much right now! My ship!!"

Jiang Han was crying and making a fuss on the chair.

"Isn't that an enemy warship? When did it become your ship?"

"I saw it, it's mine! He came to my house, which means this boat is destined to be with me! Even if it's not my boat now, it will be mine in the future!"

Jiang Han's mouth was as hard as Nailin's waist.

"Oh... I am really impressed... But it looks like there won't be any more fighting today, right?"

Mosin-Nagant was helpless about the behavior of her commander. At this moment, she looked at the images transmitted back from the scout plane and made some guesses.

"The enemy's army has not had a good rest since yesterday and is in very poor condition. In addition, the commander's actions last night... although despicable, they are indeed very effective. It is expected that the enemy will not be able to organize an effective attack in the next three days. After the setback in this attack, the navy will undoubtedly need a longer time to repair. Therefore, based on various performances, yes, there is a high probability that we will not have another battle today."

"Ah.... That's great. I really need to have a good sleep. I miss my soft pillow so much..."

LTLX stretched. She was not the type who particularly liked fighting, especially on the battlefield where all the Ming army soldiers were pointing the sharp objects that she feared the most at her. But for now, she was the only humanoid with a shotgun in Jiang Han's hands, and she also carried a large shield, making her the best choice for close combat and assault. Maybe when she had more sisters in the future, she would be able to relax a little.

“So what are we going to do now?”

Jiang Han looked at Parosa beside him. He was a homeboy, so how could he know anything about fighting? He had learned his brother's operations along the way. He just flew the F2A and won. What should he consider on the battlefield? He only half knew what he needed to do as a superior officer. Fortunately, he now had Parosa to ask.

"At this stage, my suggestion is that Commander, you can go to the barracks to express your condolences, reward or punish the soldiers on the front line, and mobilize them. In the final analysis, the battle to defend the city depends on the mental strength of both sides. Whoever can't hold on first will lose. At this time, your role is very critical. I think it is very important to give these human soldiers confidence."

"I see...Stay still"

Jiang Han nodded: "So you mean to go to the front line, right? Okay, I will go."

"Secondly, Commander, you need to understand weapons maintenance, logistics, transportation, and medical conditions. This way, you can plan and control all the situations during the war..."

As Parosa spoke, Jiang Han silently kept these things in mind. He didn't understand them before, but in the future their business will get bigger and bigger, and these things will inevitably be used, so he must remember them. Although Jiang Han often has seizures, he is still relatively clear about some key matters.

"Okay, I'll have someone count these things first, and we'll deal with them slowly later. Now, let's go to the front line and take a look."

After hearing Parosa say that Jiang Han had received a new position, he felt that he should go to the front line to take a look. Sometimes, having a team leader right next to him can be a great encouragement to his soldiers. "Follow me" and "Follow me" are two different concepts. The former means following the great predecessors, while the latter means being exploited like a beast of burden.

I have not paid much attention to the Volunteers before. I have always considered their logistics and combat training, but I have not considered their psychology. I have done education and arranged political commissars, but what is the specific effect? ​​Jiang Han is not sure, he just followed suit.

Arriving at the front line, the volunteer soldiers here are in good spirits at the moment. Everyone is discussing with great interest the very short naval battle just now. Although it was short, the impact was real. The deafening explosion, the huge warships overturned and engulfed by flames, the invading and extremely arrogant enemies being defeated in disgrace, are enough to make every volunteer soldier tremble with excitement.

"Zhuozi, Zhuozi, it's been half an incense stick since you told me the story of the time you watched the Ming navy being bombarded into the sky by the river..."

"Hehe, are you jealous? That kind of scene was so dazzling that the heaven and earth would lose their color! I'm telling you, I was watching from the sidelines at the time. My goodness, the Ming army was still shouting aggressively, saying they would smash us into pieces, but the next second, all the people and the boats were blown up into the sky! A huge black cloud rose above the river!!"

A soldier stretches his body with great effort, showing great body language.

“It seems like everyone is in good spirits.”

Hearing the sudden sound, several soldiers who were chatting together stood up immediately. It would be bad if people knew that they were slacking off. You know, the discipline of the Volunteer Army is very strict. If you are caught slacking off, you will be punished by running 20 kilometers cross-country! At the end of the day, people will be exhausted like dead dogs.

When I turned around, I found that it was a figure I had never seen before.

There were no advertisements in ancient times, let alone various mass media. Many volunteers had no chance to see what Jiang Han looked like, and could only spread the news through word of mouth. Some said that Jiang Han was eight feet tall and had a waist of eight feet. Others said that he was as handsome as Pan An and not like an ordinary person. Anyway, they just boasted, no matter how outrageous it was. In fact, the legend about Jiang Han had already begun to spread among the people. We will talk about what it was like later.

"As you salute, this is a military area. Could you please inform us of your identity and purpose?"

A soldier stepped forward and asked in a serious tone.

"Oh, hello, hello, I'm Jiang Han, I just came here to take a look."

The soldier raised his eyebrows when he heard this. "Look? Who is this guy so arrogant? I told you this is a military stronghold. Are you here for a spring outing? Can you just look at it?"

Just as he was about to open his mouth to scold, suddenly an idea came to his mind and a name flashed through his mind: Jiang Han... Jiang Han... Isn't our gentleman called Jiang Han?