I Build an Aircraft Carrier in the Ming Dynasty

Li Xingba, who recognized his identity, began to make gunpowder according to Wu Changqing's recipe, and Wu Changqing and others quit the workshop.

The manufacture of gunpowder is dangerous to some extent, and Wu Changqing did not want to and could not risk it.

He is now the backbone of the tens of thousands of people in Jiading. If anything happens to him, this anti-Qing rebel army will collapse.

After waiting outside for a long time, someone came to report the good news, saying that Li Xingba had already prepared several copies.

Wu Changqing then came to the backyard of the workshop specializing in experiments to see the power of this new type of gunpowder with his own eyes.

"My lord is wise. According to the formula of my lord, the power of this gunpowder has been increased several times."

Li Xingba knelt down in front of Wu Changqing and saw the power of the new gunpowder, he was really convinced.

Wu Changqing smiled, the technology of the system, how can these ancients understand.

Afterwards, Li Xingbajin lit a small pile of gunpowder, and the gunpowder immediately burned violently, blazing everywhere.

This is several times greater than the power of black gunpowder?

Wu Changqing had never seen black powder burning, but he saw that the new formula of gunpowder burned, and it didn't seem to be very good. I just don't know how powerful this gunpowder can be when put into an iron box to explode.

After explaining how to make Li Xingba grenades, Wu Changqing went back to rest. At the end of the day, he was a little tired.

Not physical exhaustion, but mental exhaustion.

Before doing life and death battles on the city wall, he didn't have the mood or time to think too much.

But now that he was quiet, he felt a little bit of fear.

He actually killed himself, and he killed hundreds of people.

When Wu Changqing thought about it, he felt a little scared and nauseated. Those are real people. Seeing those corpses in reality is completely different from seeing them on the film and television screen.

That kind of visual impact is countless times stronger than that of film and television dramas.

Hope it's a dream.

Wu Changqing closed his eyes and rested.

The next day, news of Xue Wu's defeat reached Li Chengdong of Songjiang Prefecture.

"Xue Wu is a waste. Even a mere three hundred townships in Jiading can't attack. He actually asked me to dispatch the red-clothed cannon. What does he think the red-clothed cannon is."

When Li Chengdong saw the battle report, he couldn't help but cursed. He had already prepared to lead troops south to Hangzhou to attack the regime of King Lu in Shaoxing.

But at this critical moment, such a mess actually happened in the back. A thousand well-trained veterans still can't win a small county town that is defended by hundreds of townships.

"My lord, President Xue Qian said in the letter that those Xiangyongs have a kind of quick-firing guns, which have a very long range and a very fast firing rate. It seems that he has suffered from the firearms."

Li Chengdong's general Zhang Yuqin also read the battle report, which focused on the power of the enemy's firearms.

However, Li Chengdong did not believe this at all. He has been playing the bird gun for more than ten years, and he thinks he is very familiar with it.

Although the bird gun can shoot from a long distance, its shortcomings are also very obvious.

Li Chengdong didn't pay attention to this kind of weapon that was not seen by the soldiers at all. He was more willing to believe that Xue Wu deliberately exaggerated the power of the enemy's firearms in order to avoid punishment.

"These pariahs really don't know how to repent."

Li Chengdong sighed.

As a person who likes to surrender to save his life, he really cannot understand those people who would rather die than rebel. Isn't it just shaving and leaving braids, what a big deal?

But just because of this little thing, the people of southern Jiangsu and northern Zhejiang and eastern Zhejiang were bombed. Various rebellions began in June, and they have not been completely wiped out until now.

Although these rebels are not strong in combat, they can be solved in three or two times, but repeated prohibitions are annoying enough.

"Ziliang, you bring another thousand people over. You must take Jiading, shock the surrounding area, and avoid future troubles. In order for us to have no worries in the south, we must maintain stability in the rear."

Li Chengdong snorted coldly and said, he doesn't care about the life and death of those people, whoever dares to stop him from doing meritorious service for the Qing court and stop his prosperity, he will kill anyone.

Li Chengdong didn't use the red-clothed cannon because it was too troublesome.

His troops had been fighting again and again and were very tired. And now they need to go south to fight, and they need to rest. Heavy firearms like red-clothed cannons are very difficult to transport in places like Jiangnan.

He didn't want to use it unless he had to.

"As ordered."

Zhang Yuqin took the order. Although he didn't think Xue Wu would lie, he also didn't take it too seriously.

The other party is just a group of village braves, and the city is not tall. If he can't win with two thousand troops, he will be embarrassed to lead more troops.

Zhang Yuqin arrived in Jiading after walking for two days, and came to Xue Wu's camp.

As soon as he entered the camp, Zhang Yuqin felt a burst of surprise and anger, because all the soldiers in the camp were downcast and their morale was extremely low.

And in the thatched cottage in the distance, the mourning of some wounded soldiers continued to be heard.

"Master Zhang, you are here."

When Xue Wu saw the reinforcements, the depression on his face finally dissipated. Although punishment is unavoidable, as long as he assists Zhang Yuqin to win Jiading, he can atone for his crimes.

"Old Xue, what's going on?"

Zhang Yuqin pointed to the soldiers in the battalion and questioned.

"Oh, don't mention it. The ghost knows where the untouchables in Jiading got a batch of rapid-fire fire guns. The power is amazing. My department just rushed under the city wall.

After the loss of 20% of the troops, the soldiers did not have the courage to fight again, so I hoped that General Li would support some artillery. "

When Xue Wu said this, he looked around Zhang Yuqin's troops, but found no artillery. He asked, "Master Zhang, where's the gun?"

"It's too troublesome to mobilize the artillery. The commander hopes that we can solve the Jiading affairs as soon as possible, so let me travel lightly and do not bring the artillery here. Is this rapid-fire gun really that powerful?"

Originally, Zhang Yuqin was a little suspicious of Xue Wu's exaggeration of the enemy's combat power, but now that he saw the morale in the camp, he was a little bit convinced.

Of course, he didn't fully believe it either.

"Without cannons, I'm afraid it will be another fierce battle." Xue Wu sighed.

With an additional 1,000 reinforcements, Xue Wu was confident to take Jiading. But he also knew that a strong attack would definitely cause a lot of casualties.

Too many casualties will affect his prestige in the army, and no soldier likes to follow an officer who doesn't take the soldier's life seriously.

"Master Xue, think about it."

Zhang Yuqin was a little disdainful of Xue Wu's pessimism.

He had previously participated in the suppression of rebellions in Jiangyin, Kunshan and other places. In his eyes, Xiangyong is a mob. As long as they rush to the city wall, those Xiangyong will collapse.

"Hey, tomorrow you will understand when you see it with your own eyes."

Xue Wu knew that no matter what he said, it would be better to let Zhang Yuqin see it with his own eyes, and then he stopped talking nonsense and let people prepare meals to entertain these reinforcements.