C474 The brave King Shang Tai! (1/2)
Boom! Boom! Boom! The surface of the sea immediately became ablaze with fire. The powerful recoil from the cannons shook the entire battleship, causing it to shake violently. Ripples appeared on the surface of the sea. Even the fish swimming at the bottom scattered in fright.
This time, the bombardment was prepared and unprepared. Before, all the French battleship s had most likely achieved the same result, and at that time, all of the citizens in Ba City would hide in the refugee camps deep in the mountains. The French Army had only bombed empty houses and limited garrison forces.
Today, when tens of thousands of citizens shouted that they wanted to fight with the French, the giant cannons of the battleship finally found a chance. With such a crowd of people, was there even a need to aim? Open it wide and explode!
Bang … … One shell after another smashed into the group of people, causing the high explosive projectile to create countless mud, bricks, and corpses. The metal pieces flew in the air, exploding and smashing through the crowd.
”Blast...” Both aim, shoot freely... ”Protect our army …” The commanders on the battleship had all gone mad. They were frantically commanding from the deck.
”Raise the sails...” Sail Now... Be careful of the counterattack from the Ryukyu's cannon... Oh, that shouldn't be it, right now Shang Tai has already been controlled by us … God bless the France! ”
The sea surface was filled with smoke, and the docks had been massacred. At the bottom of the boat overturned by the Third Legion, the boxes of ammunition were wrapped in tarpaulin.
The French soldiers used their bayonets to cut open the tarpaulin, and then pried open the wooden board. In this era, bullets had evolved from split body parts to whole body parts, and fixed bullets had always been very high class, but Molière was clearly such a tall and noble Knight, this writing bullet was actually all metal fixed bullets.
”Hahaha …” Good stuff. Soldiers, this isn't a paper shell, it's a brass bullet … Fight with your mouth wide open! ” As the officer roared, bullets were stuffed into each man's ammunition bags.
Soon, the Dresser opened fire, and a shower of bullets rained down on the berserk crowd. Although this type of single-shot rifle didn't have Spencer's firing speed, its power and range were far higher than Spencer's. The civilians who had broken through the shell bombardment were swept down like cut leeks.
Corpses were strewn all over the ground and blood was flowing like a small stream. Painful cries could be heard incessantly. The heavily injured could still be seen climbing to the top. He wanted to escape this hell on earth.
Pah pah pah … After a few shots, the wounded men who had tried to escape were killed on the ground. The Third Regiment of the French Army, in a long, two-line shooting formation, turned from their original position on the pier and charged towards the viewing platform.
No one had realized that not only were the French army hiding countless ammunition in the boat, they were also hiding a few military drum s. It was just this kind of small military drum s that made the French army stand out in Europe.
The military drum in Europe and the Ancient China were completely different. The Ancient China s were basically all used to boost morale, and the military drum in the musket era were used to control the pace of the army and the frequency of shooting. The moment the military drum rang the bell, it would be the start of the most merciless lined up shooting game.
”Forward... Shoot... Shoot... ”Shoot...” Under the blade of the commander, the French army which was originally equipped with a musket began to emit the smell of the musket era.
Under the dual attacks of bayonets and rifle shots, the imperial guards were left in a line of death. Those unyielding souls stared at the heavens with wide eyes. Even in their deaths, they couldn't understand just how this battle had ended up like this.
”Your Majesty, surrender. This is your only way out. Do you want to see your subjects die like this? This is not what you, the wise king, do. Isn't that what you, the Asian values, admire? ” Molière stared at Shang Tai's cat like mouse.
Gong Cheng also started to beat the gong beside him. ”Your Majesty, a wise man knows his place. Since Ryukyu can endure humiliation at the hands of Japanese for more than two hundred years, what difference does it matter if we become a Frenchman? It did not harm you at all, but in the end, Shouli City was still your Shang Clan! ”
The young king was currently dizzy. His subjects crowded around him. The Gui Chen s who usually respected and lectured him were now all as frightened as weak shrimp.
In the past, he had always been unable to educate his Majesty like this. But now, these officials who knew that the universe operated the truth, all became soft. They looked at Shang Tai with pitiful eyes, their intentions were too clear, they wanted to live.
”Hehe …” ”Heh heh heh …” Shang Tai only felt that the scenery in front of his eyes was spinning like a lantern, and his ears were filled with buzzing sounds.
”There must be peace of mind when it comes to big things... No matter how dangerous the situation was, there was still a way out … If things really come to an irreversible point, then think about what you'll get after you surrender, and what you'll lose … ”
Xiao Letian's voice sounded in his ears. When Shang Fu was in the Shouli City, he had talked with the young Wang Bingbing many times. When the young Wang Bingyun was in the Shouli City, he had also talked with the young Wang Bingyun.
How can one improve? How can I improve? After all, the most important thing was the pressure. Only when a person encountered a huge pressure, would he know how great his potential was.
The chaos in Shang Tai's mind only lasted for a few minutes, he did not know what kind of power made him calm down again. He looked around at his subjects who had fallen to the ground in fear, and cursed out loud while clenching their teeth.