The artifact that the North Korean army had placed their hopes on was ignited. As the fuse sizzled and burned, the wheeled metal box began to spit out arrows one after another.
One metal box could fire more than a hundred arrows in a short period of time. Several large metal boxes were fired at the same time, looking like they could cover the sky and cover the earth.
On the other side, the arrows were like locusts, the sound like a bee. On the other side, the thousands of North Korean soldiers began to cheer. Many were so excited that they couldn't control themselves, their hands and feet trembling as they shouted. Some even knelt on the ground in worship, rejoicing that they had seen the true face of the national artifact.
It really was Smida …
The arrows flew straight at the enemy. The North Korean marshal, Jiang Hongli, was also cheering excitedly, slapping the battlements of River Subduing City. He turned to look at Mao Wenlong, only to see the expressionless City Commander of River Subduing City immediately explaining.
"City Commander Mao, there's no need to panic. This is the national treasure of North Korea — the Divine Armament Arrow. It has always been hidden deep within the palace, and anyone who sees it will be beheaded. This secrecy is only to catch the enemy off guard on the battlefield, killing them to establish our might. This time, I was entrusted by the King with the task of bringing this treasure here. If not for the unfavorable situation at hand, I wouldn't have taken it out. "
What Jiang Hongli meant was — it's your honor to let the people of Ming see such a powerful weapon. It's an honor to let you see it, so why aren't you praising it?!
Praise?
Mao Wenlong was stunned for a moment, then sighed with a tone of pity, as if he couldn't bear to see it, and said, "Your Divine Armament Arrows haven't even hooked onto the rebel army's formation. These hundreds of arrows have only shot three to four hundred paces, a bit further than the muskets. But … don't you see the cannons on the other side? "
"How can muskets and cannons compare to the national artifact of North Korea?" Jiang Hongli felt greatly insulted. "Our arrows are dense and numerous, the enemy will definitely be terrified when they see it. Didn't the rebel army on the other side stop in their tracks? They must have been scared stiff. Next, our thousands of soldiers will march forward, and we will definitely achieve victory. "
This sounded even better than a song …
But Mao Wenlong was completely disappointed with the North Korean army. He couldn't help but mock them, "Isn't this just a flying rocket? What's so great about it? Our Ming Army has used it a lot. Your 'Godly Machine Arrow' is almost the same as our 'Hundred Tigers Rushing Together'. At most, yours is a little more intricately made, with many patterns carved on the box and even equipped with wheels. "
Mao Wenlong turned around and shouted to his subordinates, "Go take out our 'Hundred Tiger Rush' and show it to our North Korean allies. Do you even need to hide this thing like it's a treasure? Do you want to behead it every time you see it? Then? We'll kill them on sight if we see them?
The garrison of Zhenjiang only had about one or two hundred men under Mao Wenlong's command, but they really brought out a few 'Hundred Tigers Running Together' from their own armory. It was also a gunpowder-powered flying arrow, but the 'Hundred Tiger Stampede' was also in the shape of a box. However, it was not as beautiful as the 'Kingdom Guarding Artifact'. It had no wheels and was carried by the soldiers to the battlefield.
A few Ming soldiers brought the 'Hundred Tigers Rushing Together' to the front of the formation. They helped the launcher to light the fuse. After burning for a few seconds, more than a hundred Flying Arrows shot into the sky. The North Korean soldiers at the front did not understand what was going on. They thought that these were their own treasures, and they cheered and praised the Flying Arrows again. Their morale was boosted.
On the other hand, Mao Wenlong, who was standing on top of the city wall, was 30% emotional and 70% mocking as he said, "Our Great Ming's' Hundred Tigers Running Together 'is just an ordinary military weapon. It's not as beautiful as your' Country Guarding Divine Weapon ', but it can shoot a little further."
Our national artifact is inferior to others?
Jiang Hongli felt humiliated. He couldn't accept the reality in front of him. He shouted angrily, "Wait, this is only our 'Small Divine Armament Arrow', we still have the more powerful 'Great Divine Armament Arrow'. You definitely don't have the "Great God Armament Arrow". This is the secret national artifact of our North Korea. "
Mao Wenlong turned his head again. He couldn't figure out what this North Korean stick was trying to do.
Jiang Hongli cut off all means of retreat and shouted sternly, "Take out our Great God of Fate Arrow."
A few North Korean generals were shocked. They stepped forward and advised, "Marshal, you can't! How can you use this treasure so easily? Why don't you let us fight for a while longer? If the situation is irreversible, we can use the "Great God Armament Arrow". "
Mao Wenlong was even more bewildered as he listened to the Korean generals' strenuous persuasion. His curiosity was piqued as if he was watching a show. He then saw that Jiang Hong could not be persuaded and shouted, "This' Great God of Strategy Arrow 'should be used at the crucial moment. Otherwise, what's the point of using it when you're defeated?"
After saying that, Jiang Hongli ignored the advice of others and returned to the military camp from the city wall. He personally brought out the "Great God Armament Arrow", which was said to be the true national artifact, the "Great God Armament Arrow", to prevent the Ming Kingdom from knowing about it.
Mao Wenlong looked at it from the top of the city wall. Aiyo, I've never seen this "Great God Armament Arrow" before. It was also mounted on a two-wheeled carriage. It looked like a cannon, but there was … an extra-large "Sky Piercing Monkey" stuck in the barrel.
Mao Wenlong blinked his eyes. He wanted to get closer to take a closer look. The North Korean generals around him were afraid that the secret of this national artifact would be leaked. They surrounded him with all their might, afraid that their secret technique would be stolen by others. Jiang Hongli even personally carried the "Great God Armament Arrow" out of the city gate. He walked to the front of the formation with a solemn expression.
The North Korean soldiers at the front did not know that they had this "true national artifact". They were all dazzled and overjoyed when they saw the huge and thick object. They whispered to each other, asking what kind of treasure it was. But no one knew.
On the other hand, a few hundred meters away, Zhou Qingfeng was sick of the North Korean people's playful antics. At the start of the "Little God Armament Arrow", the North Korean guides cried and begged Zhou Qingfeng to surrender. Their attitude was as if they had seen the end of the world. They had already lost all morale to resist.
But when the "Little God Armament Arrow" was shot, there were only a few hundred arrows. They landed sparsely one or two hundred meters away from Zhou Qingfeng's formation. The lethality was zero. No one could understand the meaning of this wave of arrows. Even the North Korean guides who were putting on a show had awkward expressions. This was the first time they had seen something like this. It seemed like their national artifact was only at this level?
Zhou Qingfeng turned his head and sneered in disdain. Wasn't this just an arrow propelled by gunpowder? This was also a national artifact. The North Korean military's level was too low.
It was like the "military pot" that the South Koreans bragged about. It was a canned meat that was thrown everywhere by the American soldiers. When they were hungry, they picked it up and cooked it with kimchi. They dared to say that it was the most delicious food in the world. If not, they would be happier to eat ribs than to celebrate the New Year. They felt like they had become an emperor. Even if they were not terminally ill, they would not be able to eat it.
To put it bluntly, they were too poor. Their eyesight was too shallow.
Zhou Qingfeng ignored them and continued to work on his cannons. The artillerymen were exhausted. He had no choice but to let some of the infantry help the artillerymen. However, just as he continued to make his preparations step by step, the North Korean guide who had just been dealt a blow came running over again. "Marshal, the real God's Armament Arrow is out!"
At a distance of five hundred meters, a thick and long "Sky Monkey" was erected on the opposite side of Zhenjiang City. There was no need for binoculars. They could see it with their naked eyes. The few North Korean guides looked as if they had lost their parents. They scrambled to Zhou Qingfeng to remind him. Fortunately, they did not say anything about surrendering. Otherwise, their heads would have been chopped off.
Naturally, Zhou Qingfeng was able to see such a 'thick and long' strand. He grabbed the binoculars and looked at it more clearly. He said in surprise, "Wow … these North Koreans made a rocket? They're quite capable. "
Hearing that Zhou Qingfeng's tone was no longer as sarcastic as before, a few of the guides immediately felt proud as well. They felt that 'Our Great North Korea is not just a bunch of weaklings. You still need us, Marshal.' However, when Zhou Qingfeng turned around and saw that a cannon was already in place, he only ordered indifferently, "Shoot it down."
"Yes." An artillery squad received the order. The squad leader replied loudly.
The Revolutionary Army had not been able to create an optical distance measuring instrument with a secret location. They could only aim with their eyes within a distance of a few hundred meters. The Type 1617 Cannon that had been modified by Zhao Ze was already very mature. It also used fixed ammunition to increase the loading speed. Coupled with the high and low machine and the directional machine, it could adjust the muzzle quickly and accurately.
Just when Marshal Jiang Hongli was personally fiddling with the shooting angle of his "God Armament Arrow", the artillery under Zhou Qingfeng had already completed the full set of firing preparations. As the gunners on the cannon turned around, they opened their mouths and covered their noses and ears. The gunner leader plugged his ears with a cork and pulled the flintlock rope in his hand.
"Boom …"
It was not as grand and ceremonial as the other side getting a "real artifact". The artillery of the Imperial Guard only needed to give a few simple commands. A shell was fired from the muzzle and went straight to the "thick and long arrow" 500 meters away.
Part of the Mini Rifle's airlock technology was also used on the cannon. With the help of rifling, the solid bullet obtained stronger kinetic energy and better accuracy. The speed of the cannonball was even faster than before. The black ball whizzed across the distance of 500 meters and accurately smashed into the super-sized 'Skyscraping Monkey' that was lifted high up.
With a snap, the "Sky Piercing Monkey" was smashed into pieces by this precise hit. The gunpowder inside this' true divine treasure 'was ignited on the spot, and it exploded with a loud bang. Intense waves of flames quickly engulfed Kang Hong Li, who was personally controlling the treasure. The North Korean general was burned to a crisp in front of the eyes of his own people.
Hua …
The excitement turned into a deep sense of loss.
The "God Armament Arrow" that they had high hopes for did not even have the chance to do anything before it was turned into nothingness along with the commander. The nearby North Korean soldiers were blown into a mess, wailing like ghosts and howling like wolves. Those in the distance were stunned speechless, their minds blank. Even though something big had happened, no one was willing to accept it.
On top of the city wall of Zhenjiang, Mao Wenlong expressed his shock. He knew that cannons were powerful, but he did not expect the Revolutionary Army's cannons to be so powerful. They could actually kill their own commander from 500 meters away without leaving a trace. This should have been the power of a heavy cannon that weighed thousands of pounds, but the Revolutionary Army did it with a light cannon that weighed only a few hundred pounds.
The battlefield was silent. In the blink of an eye, the Marshal was gone. What should they do next?
No one knew.
The North Korean side did not know what to do, but the Revolutionary Army's six cannons were gradually getting ready.
The distance of 500 meters gave the North Korean soldiers a false sense of safety, but the sudden death of their commander still gave them a sense of danger. When the six heavy cannons suddenly opened fire, the premonition finally turned into reality. The whistling shells flew from afar and bounced after landing on the ground. Each bounce left a trail of blood on the ground.
The bouncing shells would eventually hit the city wall of Zhenjiang. The wall that had not been repaired for many years could not withstand the bombardment of large caliber shells. The wall immediately crumbled and dispersed into nothingness. Even the various generals on top of the wall also met with a disaster. They were either buried by the collapsed wall or jumped off the city wall and quickly ran for their lives.
Under the bombardment, everything turned into powder.
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