"Look at this. Zhao Xingde had to take out the order that had not yet been warmed up and hand it to the officer.

The officer smiled and took the Junzhi, opened it and looked at it casually, his smile froze immediately. After reading the content word by word, he looked at the man in disbelief and said in disbelief: "You are Zhao, Zhao, Zhao," his face turned red, as if he was about to choke to death, and suddenly knelt down and said, "Meng Ying, Zhao Jieshuai, please forgive the offense of Mo Zong!"

"What's the crime?" Zhao Xingde patted his shoulder, asked him to get up, and ordered with a smile, "Call the officers above the command, and in addition," he pointed to the screen wall and frowned, "think a way to push it down."

"Yes!" Meng Ying replied loudly, and immediately went to make arrangements. Zhao Xingde hugged his arms and waited, nodding to the curious soldier.

When Lin Zhengan brought people to the front yard with cannons, he couldn't believe his eyes. He could hardly recognize the place. There was only a pile of rubble left on the relief bluestone screen wall. The water tank in front of the hall and the flower bed next to the golden brick road were all gone, and the entire front yard was almost razed to the ground. The gunners were full of fear and whispered: "Are the rioters rushing in?" There were also voices suppressing surprises, "Shuai Zhao!" This was the sharp-eyed officer who recognized Zhao Xingde.

"Ship Zhao!" The artillery officers were all Zhao Xingde's old subordinates, and they all came forward to salute.

Lin Zhengan's face changed slightly. It was indeed the soul of the general. In a short period of time, the morale of the imperial guards was very different from before. There was still a lot of people outside and noisy. They came in through the empty door, but the officers' attention was more on Zhao Xingde. Chongyi envoy Li Jixian and inner courtyard envoy Meng Ying were respectful as if he was the deputy general. The soldiers had no doubts and fear on their faces. They held their breath and lined up to wait for the enemy. Zhao Xingde removed the horizontal formation in the front yard and let the three musket battalions retreat behind the preset cannon position. The front row of musketmen inserted a gun stab, and the white blades like forest flashed with cold light. Although the number was not large, it gave people a feeling of being as solid as a rock and invincible.

"Wuchang Hou, the last general brings the artillery and gunners here!"

"Good job." Zhao Xingde nodded, "Put it in the cannon position. Have some shotguns on the ground and use solid bullets on the steps. Do you still remember how to cāo cannons?" Later, he directly ordered the artillery officer.

"Yes!" the officer replied loudly, "Master, I will be the first in the artillery technique to be the first in the exercise, so I am qualified to be selected into the Prime Minister's Guard." He looked proud and turned around and greeted, "Brothers, work!"

Lin Zhengan looked at the head named Yang Chengwu in surprise. Just a moment ago, Yang Chengwu was still complaining, finding all reasons to not come up, and the gunners were all desperate. But now, the officers orderly commanded the gunners to move the guns into the gun positions, and the gunners' movements were also very quick. Each gun position used white ash to draw the unique marks of the gun camp in advance. According to the terrain of the Prime Minister's Mansion, ten guns were arranged in front and back. The first row of guns was located behind the yard, and the second row of guns was on the wide bluestone steps of the Zhengshi Hall, and the railings had all been removed.

The Prime Minister's Mansion was originally rebuilt by the Ezhou Prefecture Office. The gate of the government office is also in the shape of the Prefecture Office. The three rooms and six doors are more than seven meters wide, and there are two wooden gate towers on it. Because the front yard is not deep enough, the muzzle cannot be lifted too high, and the cannon must be penetrated through the three door holes. The front yard is so narrow, with more than twenty cannons with high and low height. The black muzzle is pointed at the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Even elite cavalry cannot rush in, let alone the mobs outside. However, if the two armies face off, the enemy will kill a group of gunners with one shot, and Zhao Xingde cannot place the cannons so densely.

The obstruction of the imperial guards made the students not clear about the situation in the prime minister's mansion, and the gate of the prime minister's mansion was always closed. However, after several tests, the incompetence of the imperial guards gave everyone great confidence. The situation could not be so stalemate, and the idle man who watched the fun also started to cheer excitedly.

"Roll in!" "Oh-rush in!" "Roll in!" "Roll in!" "Roll in!"

An officer came out of the crack of the door sideways, first whispered a few words to the officer outside, then walked to the front, loudly informing the people outside the Prime Minister's Mansion to leave immediately, and the response was a lot of cheers and stones. The officer retreated in a mess. Then the six doors of the Prime Minister's Mansion creaked and opened, and the imperial guards outside also lined up and turned back, but the six gates were still open. After the crowd cheered, they found that the screen wall that should have in the government office was gone, and they could see the main hall of the government office at a glance, the imperial guards who were waiting for the battle, and the two rows of thick iron barrel cannons, which made many people exclaim.

An officer stood next to the open door and kept shouting that as long as he trespassed into the prime minister's mansion, he would fire the artillery immediately, and those who were watching the fun outside retreated immediately to avoid being accidentally injured. However, the students and the people did not understand the power of the artillery. Seeing that the Prime Minister's Officer's army was in a strict formation, although they were a little afraid, they hesitated because they were afraid that others would laugh at him. "Scare who are you!" "Roar in!" Some people were still making excuses, but their voices were much smaller than before.

Zhang Wei looked at the black muzzle and hesitated and asked: "Brother Shi, what should I do?"

Shi Tingjian had heard of iron barrel cannons and knew that it was a weapon on the battlefield, but he thought it was just a much more powerful musket. Everyone saw the weakness of the muskets in the military just now. It would be ridiculous if they were scared by these rows of guns and retreated. He hesitated for a moment and looked back. On the corner of the street not far away, more than a dozen cows were tied with sharp knives and firecrackers like they did, and several large trucks were piled with firewood. They rushed in front and could resist it. Tens of thousands of students and people gathered outside the prime minister's mansion. It turned out that the majestic government office felt like the wall was falling and everyone pushed it. Many people thought that even if everyone punched and stepped on it, the defenders could not resist it no matter how stubborn they resisted.

"It's less than fifty steps, rush over!" A trace of determination appeared in Shi Tingjian's eyes, "They can fire at most!"

"Okay!" Zhang Wei nodded, and he waved his hand to the servants behind him to get the "fire bull" and the cart in front. The fire bulls rushed forward and the big cart blocking the arrows were behind. This was the situation after the students discussed. The crowd made a way out, and at the same time realized that a big show was about to start. Some people were full of excitement, while others shouted loudly: "Roll!" "This is a good thing." Some people continued to shout, "If Chen Dong doesn't come out, we will drive him out!" After the temporary cold scene because of the appearance of artillery, the noise, the ridicule, the shouts sounded again, even louder than before.

The rioters rushed the cattle to the front, and the defenders realized that they might attack immediately, so they nervously held the musket tightly.

"Sir, they are rushing up, what should I do?"

"Fire two rounds of artillery in sequence," Zhao Xingde looked ahead, his tone a little complicated, "The firepower should be strong, don't let them have the courage to try again." After the cannoner received the order, he turned his head and ordered: "The reserve team stood up, the gunmen all stabbed the guns, and the left and right wings were ready to go out of the battle." The military order was implemented in an orderly manner, and the cannon had already been loaded, and he was only waiting for the moment of firing the cannon.

Lin Zhengan looked at this scene incredibly. Not long ago, these imperial guards were still in panic and almost waited to collapse at a touch. But now, the upper and lower levels were full of confidence. Listening to Zhao Xingde's military order, it seemed that they would defeat the rioters in front of them. The sound of firecrackers attracted his eyes and turned forward.

The crackling sound of firecrackers exploded, and more than a dozen cows rushed towards this side with a long cry of wretched sound. Several large trucks filled with firewood followed behind the cattle, and behind them were crowds holding sticks and sharp knives. Various shouts were deafening. At the same time, the gunner ignited the medicine lead, and the lead burned quickly. The musketman pulled the gun forward and stabbed the bulls and the crowd closer and closer.

"It's almost!" Shi Tingjian stared at the front and ran desperately, shouting loudly: "Roar up and kill the traitor!"

He held a short rod and rushed among the group of people in front, only two steps away from the gate. However, time seemed to have frozen at this moment. "Boom--" "Boom--" "Boom--" "Boom--" "Boom--" With the sound of deaf-deaf cannons, when people had no time to react, countless iron marshes flew from the opposite side, and ten cannons fired shotguns at the same time. The shotgun barrel exploded less than twenty steps away. Thousands of marshes flew everywhere, immediately intertwined the front of the narrow yamen to form a net of death.

The crowd in front fell down instantly. As the smoke and dust rose, people could hardly see anything clearly. They only had the tragic situation of death and injury in their eyes. The ears were buzzing with the sound of cannons. In the next moment, countless marbles hit the walls and pillars, and the sound of "puffing" on their bodies. The rebounding stray bullets occasionally brought a shrill scream. Everyone felt like they fell into hell, their eardrums were filled with dying screams, and the wails of the injured were creepy.

Shi Tingjian seemed to be pulled back by huge force, and half of his body was numb. He leaned against the wall and had not had time to check his injuries, but he saw Zhang Wei lying on the ground with his back on his back, blood blurring his chest. In the rolling smoke and dust, everyone opened their eyes wide and shouted for help, but they just couldn't find a way out. Some were already scared and slumped on the ground, while some were standing at a loss. Only a very small number were still rushing forward. At this time, the second round of artillery bombs began. This time, all of them were solid bullets, and the black shadows of round iron shells flew out from the gate of the prime minister's mansion, hitting the crowd farther away.

The solid bullet seemed to be unfast. Once the flesh and blood body was hit, it would be either dead or injured. The solid shells were flying in a dense crowd. There was a scene of flesh and blood flying everywhere. Some of them penetrated more than a dozen people in a row, and some were cut off from the shells, and even cut into two pieces. Blood splattered and the internal organs flowed. The crowd had never seen such a terrifying scene. While screaming loudly, they rushed back and forth. Some of them were knocked to the ground and were trampled to death on the spot.

"Help!" "Run!" "Run!"

The smoke and dust caused by the artillery shells had not yet settled, and most of the people outside the Prime Minister's Mansion had dispersed, and the rest were still in a daze. Rows of imperial guards with flat musket guns had rushed out of the Prime Minister's Mansion. The front team of musket gunmen formed a formation and advanced, and some blockers would use guns to drive them away. The back team of musket gunmen were busy taking down the scared prisoners and quickly cleared the area in front of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"This is it" Lin Zhen looked surprised, "This is it, this is it over?"
Chapter completed!