At this time, everyone looked at the Cao Jiang soldiers' array again, and it was indeed quite chaotic. The flag seemed to be shaking. Under the flag, the figure wearing a red python robe was particularly conspicuous. Of course, it was Liu Kongzhao, the sincerity commander in front of the battle. This person did not run back to the city as soon as possible, and was already quite brave.

Of course, the Hutchison ship did not show obvious hostility. On the short river surface, the Hutchison fleet slowly sailed, getting closer and closer, and the people's breathing gradually became heavy, just like the autumn wind waving through the forest, making a sound of waking.

The riverside was quiet and the air was cold, and many fishermen outside the water gate gathered on the sandbank in the middle of the river. A group of white dolphins swam over and swam around the Datong Town, splashing waves.

The big ship like a mountain seemed to be about to crush it, and everyone present was in a heavy heart.

An old eunuch in his seventies followed the eunuch to the city, and saw such a strange and strange scene. He had experienced the end of the Japanese riots in his childhood, and had seen the situation when Nanjing was threatened by the Japanese. However, no one had ever admitted the power of the Japanese, and everyone felt that the Japanese riots would be pacified.

When Hutchison emerged and came from Jiangkou all the way to Nanjing with great fanfare, the old eunuch didn't agree. Hutchison would be as powerful as the Japanese, causing trouble for the Ming Dynasty, but the Ming Dynasty would still eliminate these ugly people and calm the world again.

But at this moment, when the old eunuch saw the giant ship on the river, a sense of powerlessness instantly pushed him over. Although he didn't know much, he knew that this giant ship was not something that the Ming Dynasty could build. When he saw the cannons on the giant ship, this sense of powerlessness became even stronger.

An inexplicable emotion surged into my heart, and the old eunuch began to cry.

Originally, these old eunuchs were in the deep palace all year round, and they almost ignored external affairs. In their hearts, the Ming Dynasty was always as peaceful as Mount Tai, and some unrest could not threaten the Ming Dynasty.

Because in their hearts, this is a huge empire with hundreds of millions of people living in the world, guarded by the winding Great Wall and dangerous passes. From north to south, to Yunnan, Guizhou and Hainan, the road is more than a thousand miles, and the people are more than a billion.

More than 1,400 counties, hundreds of prefectures, more than a dozen provinces, more than 2 million troops, tens of thousands of civil and military officials, a large number of nobles and tens of thousands of eunuchs, guard the holy kings in the Forbidden City.

This is the Ming Dynasty that has achieved the rightness of the country but not overly Ming. At this time, Taizu brought a three-foot sword to wipe out all the heroes in the world and drove away the Ming Dynasty in the Yuan Dynasty. This is the Ming Dynasty that has gone through hardships but has always stood firm. All the eunuchs in the forbidden palace live under the imperial power, and what they have seen is the majesty of the imperial power and the power of the Ming Dynasty. Did they imagine that the Ming Dynasty would destroy one day?

Above the city tower, a sense of crisis and powerlessness came mixed, which made the nobles and officials on the city tower feel particularly anxious and angry.

Before today, people had various emotions, some wanted to be lucky, some didn't care, some were afraid, and some were naturally indifferent. But when the giant ship arrived and was really close to the city gate, all emotions turned into actual pressure. Only then did these big figures remember that the soldiers were in danger of fighting, and what was happening now was really not a big excitement that the people wanted to watch. If it was inappropriate, it might be a catastrophe!

Someone muttered: "It is not necessarily that the power of these cannons is not inferior to the Red Cannons as Hutchison boasted. If it were only the level of the Second General's cannon or the Furang machine cannon, I don't think there would be much scary."

Xincheng Bo Zhao Zhilong said decisively: "The power is determined by the Folang machine, but it is smaller than the Red Barbarian Cannon. Is it as powerful as the Red Barbarian Cannon? It is indeed doubtful."

Of course, Hutchison's artillery casting technology was stronger than that of the Ming Dynasty. The Red Cannons of the Ming Dynasty were generally eighteen-pound cannons, with a thick and huge cannon body, and they looked like a giant. The smallest one on Hutchison warship was also an eighteen-pound cannon, but the body was only about half the size of the Red Cannon, which made the gun seem to be less threatening.

Hearing such words, the powerful and civil servants on the city also seemed to have replied a little from shock and despair. Zhao Zhilong's eyes showed a look of fanaticism. He thought for a while and shouted: "Have the general cannon on the city ever been in place?"

A general and the magistrate knelt down and replied, "I have already applied medicine, so I'll wait for my uncle to order him."

"What are you waiting for?" Zhao Zhilong said: "Start artillery at this warship!"

There are no red cannons on the top of Nanjing city, but there have been large artillery and officers and soldiers. There are more than a thousand large and small Folang machines and general cannons at the top of Liaoyang city, which are the old copper cannons with a straight barrel. They may have been cast tens or hundreds of years ago, but overall they are still reliable.

The people on the city were all looking like their mothers dead. The fleet opposite had at least a few hundred artillery guns. Even if the firearms were not as powerful as the Red Barbarian cannon, how could they bear it when bombarded?

But Zhao Zhilong is also a nobleman in charge of the Governor's Office of the Five Armies. If the order is not subject to strict orders, it will be a charge of beheading afterwards.

It is a dilemma to either beheaded by artillery or beheaded.

Chen Yuting frowned and said, "Why should I be so impatient? If Hutchison has no plans to attack the city, why should we provoke?"

"I'm not going to fight with Hutchison." Zhao Zhilong smiled strangely and said, "You civil servants are surrendered, even if you don't become officials, they are still a gentry. If we surrender, how much gold and silver can we save? What we want to do now is not Hutchison, but the hearts of Nandu and Jiangnan people!"

Chen Yuting was trembling when he heard this. He thought that the nobles were all timid, but then he realized that this generation still had such scheming.

"If Chengyi Bo is not stupid, he will give it a try!" Zhao Zhilong's face was still full of distorted smile, which was intimidating.

The Hutchison fleet went all the way to Nanjing, and no one fired a single shot. If there was no one reacting outside the Shuiguan City in Nanjing, then when they came again in half a year, it might be that the Thunderbolts all swept across the board. The nobles knew that they had to resist. At least they had to gather the scattered hearts and try to make a try.

In the 17th year of Chongzhen, Cheng Yibo fled to the sea and had not surrendered. Zhao Zhilong was previously very arrogant for Ma Shiying and others. When the Qing army arrived, he tried to enfeoff the Nanjing Ministry of Revenue and fled for the attack of civil officials. He was a noble who desperately wanted to save his wealth. The madness at the moment is not surprising.

When the elevation angle of the cannon at the top of the city was adjusted, the Cao Jiang soldiers on both wings of Shuiguan outside the city were also taking action.

When Liu Kongzhao left the city, he also brought some artillery, most of which were large-scale Philanders, with a range of between 300 and 500 steps, and the longest range was near the Hutchison Fleet. Under Liu Kongzhao's order, the gunners began to adjust the artillery, load the medicine bags, and stuff the shells.

Seeing this series of actions, the crowds by the river were suddenly in chaos, and the crowd retreated one after another, fearing that they were injured by ammunition.

The gentry students all retreated, and the Hutchison fleet had not yet arrived in Nanjing but had never started a war. Unexpectedly, the reaction in Nanjing was completely different from that in Su Songchang.

Mao Yuanyi was mixed in the retreating crowd, looking at the panicked faces, but he just wanted to laugh.

It’s good to start a war, you can fight and cleanse these dirts quickly!

Bomb the city walls, cross the city towers, and destroy the remaining luck and ignorance of power!

Mao Yuanyi just saw the luck and ignorance in the eyes of Chen Zhenhui, Wu Yingji and others. They knew nothing about power, only knowing that the warships were large enough and there were enough artillery, but they really didn't understand what this fleet represented!

It was the Yangtze River that was controlled by Hutchison, and the watershed transport was cut off. Hutchison soldiers could use any method to attack the Ming side at any time and place.

With this fleet, the north and south of the Ming Dynasty had been separated, the north had zero military support for the south, and the south had also been divided and returned to zero.

If people lose all their hearts, it is indeed a matter of time before the surrender of the south. There is an emperor in the north, and there is nine sides, and there is still the power of a battle. In the south, there is only this essence of Nanjing. Xunyang Town has limited combat power, and Sichuan soldiers are beyond the reach. Zhejiang soldiers, Huguang, Yunnan and Guizhou have no soldiers to fight.

Therefore, in Nanjing, we must boost morale so that the Jingying and Caojiang soldiers dare to fight, and the people dare to fight, otherwise when today's scene comes again, everything will be over.

People were running away, and at the same time they kept looking at the soldiers who were rushing to the cannons, including on the top of the city and on the beach.

Many people feel that the disaster is coming before the end of the world, because there is no war in Susong area, and Nanjing is not rejected by Hutchison. No one expected that this would be the case today.

At this time, Zhao Zhilong was still encouraging morale at the top of the city, and many people heard it very clearly.

Zhao Zhilong roared at the top of the city: "Those who can hit the warships in Hebei will receive 200 taels of silver. Send a small boat to the middle of the river to climb a boat to fight the enemy. Those who kill one of the enemy will receive 50 taels of silver. They will never go back on their word!"

Several gunners finally loaded the medicine in fear. Perhaps because they were encouraged by a heavy reward, a sergeant finally lit the rope. Then a considerable number of people saw the orange flames flashing in the air, then saw the red light flashing in the muzzle, and then heard a loud shock.

The crowd became even more panicked, and many people screamed, but the Shuiguan city gate was so big that even if people were crowded, they couldn't squeeze in. The city gate soon became crowded.

Many people began to run along the river beach, whether it was gentry, family, or ordinary people, old, young, men and women. Fortunately, there were not many people who dared to come out to see the fun in Nanjing, otherwise there would be no idea how many people would die just by trampling.

In the chaos, Cao Jiang soldiers were still fiddling with their big-sized Folang machine. Liu Kongzhao knew that the matter was urgent, so he sent his personal soldiers to the artillery position to urge him to set off the artillery immediately.

The nobles and warriors still had luck in their hearts. If several rounds of artillery bombardment were bombarded, the Hutchison ship turned and retreated...

When the cannon sounded, Wang Zheng was persuaded to enter the cabin by the sailors.

"I really didn't expect it." Wang Jun said to Zheng Zhilong: "The Ming army in Nanjing actually dared to resist."

"It's okay." Zheng Zhilong smiled and said, "There are no resistances along the way. If the nobles and martial artists here in Nanjing dare not fire a shot, I will feel sad for the Ming Dynasty."

"This is not the time to joke." Wang Zheng said: "What are you planning to do if you are a man?"

"As the captain of Datong Town," Zheng Zhilong said: "I plan to use the fleet's starboard cannon to fire three rounds, then turn the rudder, and use the tail cannon to bombard the city tower. It's about the same."

Wang Jun frowned and said, "Is it necessary to shoot three rounds of volleys?"

"Fighting close-to-point targets on the river beach is mainly to Cao Jiang soldiers," Zheng Zhilong said coldly: "I know that Brother Wang has curbed a lot of people's hearts in Jiangnan, but I also think that being gentle cannot solve the problem and try not to harm the people. However, we still have to use a thunderous blow to the Ming army, otherwise we will not be able to shock people. We have strong military force. If we dare not kill people, we will still be regarded as a toothless tiger."
Chapter completed!