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Chapter 1423 Please enter the urn to catch turtles

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    Military engineering emerged with the emergence of war and developed with the development of war. It has a history of five thousand years.  Excellent military engineering can protect oneself to the greatest extent, destroy the enemy, and achieve the victory of the weak against the strong and the small against the large.

    In this project, China, which built the Great Wall two thousand years ago, calls itself Blue Star second, and absolutely no one dares to claim first.  From the earliest days of building cities when living, to building trenches, setting up deer villages, blocking horses, traps and establishing a three-dimensional defense system, the one who has mastered it now is Qi Jiguang, the strongest contractor in the Ming Dynasty.

    In just a few years, Marshal Qi reconstructed the two-thousand-mile Great Wall in the defense zone into a super invincible thunderbolt defense system, and relied on it to achieve the great victory at Xifengkou, capture Dong Fox, and make the Tatars never dare to invade again.  Jiliao.

    Jin Ke, Macron and others are all outstanding generals who grew up under Qi Jiguang, so they naturally have considerable experience in building fortifications.  Coupled with Mr. Zhao's cement and science bonuses, he is not much inferior to Qi Jiguang, even if he is better than his master.

    This time, after Mr. Zhao made the plan of "asking you to catch turtles in the urn", they hung up the banner "Sweat more before the war, bleed less during the war", and led the officers, soldiers and civilian craftsmen to build a large-scale construction project in Qing'ao Bay.  Until yesterday, I had not stopped digging trenches

    Oh, by the way, that ditch was not the one filled in by the black slaves just now, but the other one in front of their defense line.

    So when the black slaves braved the hail of bullets and finally rushed twenty meters in front of the bunker, they fell into the trench screaming like dumplings.

    ¡°Another fucking ditch?!¡± Fernando¡¯s eyes almost bled.  "It's not over yet!"

    As a military aristocrat, he has been fighting for half his life. His opponents range from Venetians to blacks to Arabs to Indians. He has never seen such a wretched fight!

    If the opponent is not strong enough, he won¡¯t say anything, but they obviously have sophisticated firearms, well-trained training, and strong combat effectiveness. Why can¡¯t they have a little bit of chivalry and let everyone stand up and have a good fight?  Do you have to do so many tricks?  It¡¯s so annoying!

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: The trenches didn¡¯t have time to install bamboo thorns this time, and the black slaves landed on the soft soil unharmed.  The companions behind saw that they were imitating him and jumped down one after another. The supervising team couldn't hold them back.

    As a result, Fernando could only watch the black slave camp disappear in front of him.

    Seeing that their human shields were suddenly gone, the Annan mercenaries were dumbfounded.  There was a burst of gunfire, and dozens of them were shot to death. They were so frightened that they quickly fell to the ground.

    But the Portuguese gave them muzzle-loading guns. How to load them while lying on the ground?

    The supervising team then kicked the Annan people in the butt, roaring and shouting: "Get up, you monkeys, some people line up to shoot, cover the other half and rush over!"

    The obedience of the mercenaries was quite good. They stood up with courage when ordered, struggled to load a matchlock gun that was about the same height as them, and then raised the gun to shoot forward.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out, but someone quickly made up for it, and they were also fighting back and forth with the opponent.

    The other half carried the pedals that had been tied up with several moso bamboos, rushed forward with a roar, and set them up on the ditch.  Then they took advantage of their thinness and flexibility to rush to the opposite side.

    ¡°Seeing the three thousand Annan monkeys divided into more than ten groups and quickly passing through Haogou, Fernando showed a sarcastic smile.  The same trick was used a second time on the Pope's Saints, and it had no effect.

    But his smile suddenly froze, and he saw countless bamboo tubes with white smoke flying out from behind the bunker.  The monkeys hurriedly evaded, and some who couldn't avoid were hit.  It hurts, but it doesn't matter.

    What kind of useless weapon is this?  While the monkeys were thinking about it, the bamboo tubes exploded one after another.

    In the loud explosion, broken pieces of porcelain and broken bamboo flew like pear blossoms in a rainstorm, causing the Annan mercenaries to fall down in pieces, screaming and rolling on the ground.

    Looking at the Annan mercenaries covered with blood like gourds on the ground, all the Europeans were shocked.

    "The devil's weapon!" someone shouted.

    And it¡¯s not just the same!

    At the same time, the sound of gunfire became different.  Before, it was Papa, Papa, and there were obvious intermittents for a while, but at this time it turned into a popping popping  fried beans -like guns were gone.  generally.

    The sudden and non-stop gunfire and the exploding bamboo tubes that kept flying caused great damage to the Annan mercenaries who rushed through the trench, and they were blocked twenty meters in front of the defense line.  Thousands of little men fell down like wheat, unable to move forward even an inch!

    Mercenaries are also paid to eat. It is true that they must fight bravely, but they cannot die in vain.Looking around, all the black slave camps were in the pit. Half of the Annan mercenaries were broken, and the remaining half were silent and completely disobedient.

    There are only 1,500 Europeans available now.

    Fernando couldn¡¯t help but fell into a dilemma.

    Quitting when faced with difficulties?  He had already suffered heavy losses, and the fleet was out of food, so he had no choice but to retreat to Macau.  But they took huge risks and went north to fight the Jiangnan Group. Isn't it just to continue to stay in Macau?  If the officials in Guangdong knew that they had not won the battle with the Jiangnan Group, they would definitely implement the governor's eviction order without hesitation.

    A fight to the death?  There are only so many people in Portugal, they can¡¯t afford to die!

    He was having a fierce ideological struggle, and the rumble of cannons sounded from the fort ahead.  In the blink of an eye, the artillery shells roared in and hit the European team accurately, killing dozens of them on the spot.

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    The shells were like eyes, and each shot could hit the crowd, causing huge casualties.

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