Chapter 429: Demolition of the cannon again

These two small islands in the middle of the river have become open routes, densely packed fibre-pulling teams pulling ships upstream along the middle of the river. The scene is extremely spectacular.

Although the rain has been much lighter, no Tatars dare to rush out again.

The Ming Dynasty warships still made huge shelling sounds, smashing all enemies who dared to show their heads.

On Zhenjiang Fort.

It is cheering with all your might, laughing with all your might, and being high morale.

Mao Wenlong stood on the city wall and watched the entire reinforcement process. The scene of hundreds of cannons firing together made Mao Wenlong unforgettable for his life. No one could fight against the ferocious cannon, and no army could continue to fight under that kind of cannon, and the Tartars were no exception. Looking at the Tartars who were beaten in a mess and fleeing wildly, Mao Wenlong just smiled and watched his own warships drive up little by little, Mao Wenlong's face was full of smiles.

There were already shocking shouts and shocking laughter on the walls of Zhenjiang Fort.

Mao Wenlong's relatives and his subordinates seemed much calmer.

"The two imperial envoys are amazing! Such sharp warships and so many cannons are really unforgettable for a lifetime! Haha, our generation is old..." Mao Wenlong smiled, looking at the warships that were getting closer and closer, and smiled.

"It's all up to Your Majesty's wiseness, and the soldiers use their lives. It's even more that General Manager uses his body as bait. General Manager, we won this battle!" Zhang Heng stood beside Mao Wenlong, facing the rain, and said with a smile.

"Haha... By the way, Staff Zhang, the warship is about to dock. I will send orders to everyone to prepare for the response. The cannons and large and small Flang aircraft are all pulled to the east and south to assist the warships in blocking the passage and transport the supplies in as soon as possible..." Mao Wenlong said immediately when he saw that the warship was about to dock.

Mao Wenlong smiled and led everyone, standing in the rain, and welcomed the arrival of the warship in the distance.

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The scene of hundreds of cannons firing has left a deep impression on the Later Jin Dynasty. Although the rain has become less, no one dares to rush to the Ming Dynasty official troops that have reached the west coast. Many Ming Dynasty warships have already docked by the river, and the black muzzles have already made everyone frightened.

"Quick, remove the things..." Lei Dayong directed everyone and unloaded the ships of things.

There is a distance between the riverside and Zhenjiang Fort. Soon, between them, they were set up to defend against the Tartars to attack the transport team.

Soon, one carriage after another began to deliver reinforcements to Zhenjiang Fort. Looking at the carriage and the things from the carriage were sent to Zhenjiang Fort, Zhenjiang Fort burst out with a shocking cry again. The people in the besieged city were most eager for reinforcements.

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"I have met Marshal Mao!" Lei Dayong saluted Mao Wenlong seriously, using a hand raising ceremony.

"I have met two imperial envoys!" Mao Wenlong also quickly returned the gift. Although these two did not have the title of imperial envoy, it was obvious that they were doing the imperial envoys and had great power.

"Masterman!" Shang Kexi also bowed to Mao Wenlong with tears. He wanted to bow down, but when he remembered something, he just raised his hand.

Mao Wenlong looked at Shang Kexi. This young man under his former command has now become half of his life-saving benefactor, and he feels a lot of emotion.

"Yuan Ji, you are all adults, don't cry like this. Now that your reinforcements have arrived, this is a huge joy. How can you cry?" Mao Wenlong said to Shang Kexi with emotion.

Shang Kexi stopped crying, his eyes were red, and tears were combined with rain, and he could no longer tell the difference.

The generals behind Mao Wenlong were also crying. In this Zhenjiang Fort, what they most hope for is reinforcements, wandering on the verge of life and death. Now that the old friends see each other again, they can't help but feel a little emotional.

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The drizzle still kept falling.

From Zhenjiang Fort to the river, there are dense transportation teams and defense teams. On the river, there are weaving ships, and on the islands in the middle of the river, there are dense fiber-pulling teams that extend to Linjiang Village, dragging downstream warships and transport ships one by one.

The material passage of Zhenjiang Fort has been penetrated, while the Houjin people were trembling in the wind and rain, hiding behind the valley, not daring to show up. They watched the Ming Dynasty warships transporting materials to Zhenjiang Fort in horror, and no longer had the courage to attack Zhenjiang Fort or the warships. The most proud riding and shooting that they could do the most was actually a joke in front of the giant ship and cannon.

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"Let go..., let go..., I'll tell you to let go..." A crazy voice shouted in a crazy voice in the Houjin camp.

"Master, you can't go! You can't go. The Ming Dynasty cannons are too sharp. Going out is just going to die!" A slave hugged Amin's legs tightly and prevented Amin from going out. Amin, who was already crazy, wanted to take his men to rush to the transportation team in Zhenjiang Fort.

In this noisy tent, no one chewed the sound, Huang Taiji vomited blood, and was still in a coma. Amin, who was already in a state of madness, was the biggest, and no one could care about him. However, he was going to rush to the Ming Dynasty transportation team, but no one agreed with him. Amin wanted to go by himself, but was dragged by one of his own slaves.

Everyone in the tent avoided it, looking at the already crazy Amin and the begging slave.

"Dog slave, I'll tell you to let go..." Amin could no longer control himself, so he pulled out his sword and killed the dog slave who was holding him tightly.

Blood splattered on Lao Gao and spilled on the tent. Everyone in the tent was suffocated. Fan Wencheng's eyes tightened and his heart thrust violently. He knew the person who cried with Amin's legs just now, like him, were all Han people, and were famous strategists among the Han people. Unexpectedly, he killed him with a casual knife, just like killing a dog. Fan Wencheng's eyes contracted sharply. Could it be that he would have ended up like this? He might have taken the wrong path to defect to Dajin...

Amin took the knife back without expression, kicked away the dead body that was still holding his legs, and left the tent without looking back.

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The cannon that had been silent on the city wall suddenly opened fire violently. Everyone who was greeting was startled.

"What's going on?" Mao Wenlong was greeting the monk, Lei Dayong and others, and suddenly shook the fierce sound of fire and asked immediately.

The soldiers on the city wall immediately said: "Go back to the general, the Tartars sent troops..."

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

A Tartar cavalry rushed out of the valley frantically and rushed between Zhenjiang Fort and the reinforcement ship, obviously coming from the transportation team.

In the night, countless fires were lit on the island in Jiangxin. The team of pulling filaments was still shouting "Yoho, Yoho...". The cannons had already stopped, and only the sound of the deafening trumpet kept resounding between heaven and earth.

Countless fires were also lit on both sides of the transportation road from Zhenjiang Fort to the riverside. The carriages kept transporting supplies to Zhenjiang Fort.

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"A barbarian?" Mao Wenlong asked differently.

"Go back to the Grand Marshal, yes, he is a barbarian. He said that he has important things to find the Grand Marshal." said a captain who was passing the order.

Mao Wenlong had no prejudice against the barbarians, but he still had some good feelings for the barbarians. A considerable number of the cannons that fired today came from the barbarians, so Mao Wenlong still valued the barbarians very much, but he was unwilling to say that he would not entertain these two imperial envoys and would meet a barbarian.

"Master, that should be Deng Yuhan, Master Deng. He is His Majesty's guest minister and serves for His Majesty. Now, he has taught a group of apprentices who are studying medicine..." Shang Kexi hurriedly introduced this barbarian. This barbarian was already very familiar with him. He asked him every day when he would go to Zhenjiang Castle. He was a person in Dongjiang Town at that time, and was even more anxious to go to Zhenjiang Castle than him. Therefore, when talking about barbarians, Shang Kexi would roughly guess who it was.

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

After a while, a bearded man came to Mao Wenlong. After some greetings, the man took out a "letter of introduction".

After Mao Wenlong took it, he looked at it, then closed it with a strange look on his face, and said nothing, and then agreed to the request of the barbarian. The barbarian also knew that Mao Wenlong was very busy, so he said goodbye without saying much.

After the barbarian left, Mao Wenlong said in a strange tone: "Everyone, I have recorded it. From now on, all the enemy's corpses will be under the control of that barbarian. What he wants to do and how to deal with it, don't worry about it, do you understand?"

"Abide by the order!" Everyone didn't understand what Mao Wenlong meant, but since he said it, then just obey the order.

"Yuan Ji, is this Yi a doctor?" Mao Wenlong asked in a tone of disbelief. The "letter of introduction" just now gave him too much surprise.

"Hehe, Grandmaster, yes, he is a doctor who specializes in opening the show for people, so he needs to practice the body. His subordinates have hundreds of apprentices, and they all learn how to start the show with him. Hehe, this matter is still allowed by His Majesty..." Shang Ke said with a happy smile.

"Then..." Mao Wenlong had never seen someone who had a broken belly at the beginning called a doctor.

"Master, in fact, this is all for our own good. On our battlefield, we have no eyes and no swords and guns. We might be injured that day. This swords and guns are nothing like other things. They may have broken limbs and arms, hands and feet, or chest and belly. They are practicing with the corpse of the Tartars now, which is better than practicing on us at that time, right?" Shang Ke said with a happy smile.

Everyone heard the pain of teeth, and Mao Wenlong nodded thoughtfully.

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In the dark night, dense torches were still sending supplies to Zhenjiang Fort.

Monk Lei Dayong and Kexie returned to the ship.

Lei Dayong looked at the torches and noise not far away, but did not make any noise. The joy of successful reinforcements during the day gradually faded away at night with the constant flow of torches.

"Great use, I want to ask you for something." Shang Kexi said.

"What's the matter? Just say, haha, now the reinforcements have entered Zhenjiang Fort, we have won this battle, what else is there?" Lei Dayong said with a smile. Today is a happy day.

"Great, I think, leave some cannons for Zhenjiang Castle, so that they can defend more easily...Great, what do you think?" Shang Kexi said in a low voice. Today, the scene of hundreds of cannons firing together to kill the enemy during the day gave Shang Kexi a great shock. Aren't the Tartars known as powerful? They are not claiming to be invincible? In front of these hundreds of cannons, they are not even a big deal.

"Yuan Ji, are you talking about removing the cannons from the warship and putting them to Zhenjiang Fort?" With Shang Kexi's record of removing cannons, Lei Dayong quickly understood what Shang Kexi was saying.

"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 were twenty cannons in the aid, instead of what he said he wanted to leave some cannons.

"This... Yuan Ji,... Alas, Yuan Ji, in fact, we can come to preside over the reinforcement of Zhenjiang Fort because of our loyalty to Your Majesty and our trust. We have nothing except this. Do you understand?" Lei Dayong did not directly answer Shang Kexi's words, and instead talked about this.

"Great use, I understand what you said. Without His Majesty's trust and His Majesty's support, how could we be today? To His Majesty, I, Shang Kexi, only loyalty, and obey orders, and never say anything..." Shang Kexi said seriously. What does this depend on? Where did it come from? Of course, he knew that without the trust of the emperor, he could not be the imperial envoy responsible for support. Without the support of the emperor, he could not have so many supplies, could not mobilize so much manpower, and even more so that he could not mobilize hundreds of cannons.

"Okay! Yuan Ji, as long as you can understand, I hope you can remember what you said today..." Lei Dayong finished speaking, and continued: "...In fact, Yuan Ji, this battle, Your Majesty has said a long time ago that you don't care about any gains and losses, don't care about the loss of land, don't care about the victory or defeat, don't care about the victory or defeat, don't care about the defeat, etc. As long as you can fight the Tartars, you can ignore it... You want to demolish the cannons on the warship and send them to Zhenjiang Fort. If you want to demolish them, just demolish them. However, you have to wait until the things are almost transported,... Your Majesty should not care about these cannons..." Lei Dayong said.

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

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The Later Jin Khan Treasure.

Huang Taiji, who was sleeping, felt that he was in a noisy downtown city, wanted to sleep, but couldn't sleep. He was drowsy and finally stopped making noise in the downtown city, so he slept peacefully.

Outside the Khan tent was the news that the Khan had woken up by many Beile and his generals of the Later Jin Dynasty, which made them come immediately, but they were all blocked outside.

Inside the account.

Only Huang Taiji's confidants are there, Fan Wencheng is one of them.

"Xiandou, what's going on outside now?" Huang Taiji's spirit is much better.

Fan Wencheng was very bitter and said, "Da Han, now I am afraid I can't fight anymore. During the two days when Da Han was unconscious, the Ming people had transported all their things into Zhenjiang Fort. Now Zhenjiang Fortress has sufficient food and high morale, so they can't fight at all, and they are not afraid of siege." Fan Wencheng said bitterly. Da Jin completely lost this war.

"Oh, why can't we fight again? In a while, the river will be closed. Let's go to North Korea to catch people. We should be able to waste Zhenjiang Fort... as long as it is used up..." Huang Taiji saw Fan Wencheng's bitter expression and asked again: "...Oh, why does Xiandou say he can't fight again?"

"Da Khan, now the cannons on Zhenjiang Castle are already like hedgehogs..." Fan Wencheng said bitterly. Now Da Jin is extremely sensitive to cannons. When he hears the cannons, he no longer has the intention to fight. His first reaction is to immediately find a valley or trenches to hide. The scene of hundreds of cannons firing two days ago gave the people of Da Jin a deep impression. Now Zhenjiang Castle is like a hedgehog full of thorns. Fan Wencheng doesn't feel very sure of asking Da Jin to attack this city.

"Oh, is that?" Huang Taiji pushed everyone away, walked out with a staggering step.

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

Huang Taiji was already out of breath before he walked far. A servant hurriedly put on a cloak on him. Huang Taiji looked at the person who was following him and asked, "Where is the second brother?"

Everyone who followed him was dodging.

"Da Khan, Er Beile, he's crazy..." Fan Wencheng said in a low voice.
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