"You mean killing the city?" Zheng Zhilong was obviously dissatisfied with Zheng Xing's bad idea. "We are going to defeat the Portuguese and seize the Malacca waterways. As long as they surrender, there is no need to kill them all."
"The commander doesn't have to worry about it, and there is no need to slaughter the city, as long as we kill the technical personnel, once we enter the city, we will be in chaos, and kill a few Portuguese soldiers..."
Zheng Zhilong glared at Zheng Xing, "You guarantee that the'Enemies of Ten Thousands' will fall at the gate of the city?"
"Even if it weren't at the gate of the city, it would not have caused us any loss-we just lost a few balloons. Judging from the situation in the city, the Portuguese are already frightened. If they are hit from the air again, let alone casualties, Even the explosion of the "ten thousand enemies" will also bring them a certain amount of panic." Zheng Xing still wants to try.
Zheng Zhilong turned his face and thought about it for a while. He still agreed with Zheng Xing's opinion, "In this case, when the Portuguese army relaxes a little bit and is ugly tomorrow night, let the balloon rise into the sky. You must first observe the wind direction and pay attention to the angle."
Zheng Zhilong naturally does not have the concept of fluid mechanics. He cannot accurately calculate the direction of the balloon flight. However, balloon soldiers have been flying in the sky for a long time, and they have certain practical experience in the air currents. As long as the Portuguese army does not find out early, unmanned balloons , It is possible to fly over the city gate to wait for the bullets of the Portuguese soldiers.
Early summer, a clear night sky.
Countless stars flickered in the sky, seeming to be spying on the human feat that is about to take place at the gate of the city. The last quarter moon condensed a lot of the light of the stars. Looking far away, there are bright or dark sparks everywhere.
Outside the East City Gate, in front of the Ming Army’s tent, a few sparks slowly lifted into the sky. As the burning charcoal was blocked by a black cloth, the spot of light was very small. From a distance, it blended with the stars in the sky, except With the east wind drifting, no one would care about these few faint light spots.
The Ming army outside the city saw that the spot of light was about to approach the city wall, but the defenders at the top of the city still didn't notice it, not only became anxious.
"Master, what should I do? The balloon is about to float to the gate of the city." The soldier standing beside Zheng Xing looked extremely anxious. The target of the balloon was the fort at the gate of the city. Now the angle is very good. Once it flies over the city wall , Even if the "ten thousand enemies" land and explode, there will be no good gains, it is better than nothing.
"Did they forget the pain after the scar? This scar doesn't seem to be healed?" Another soldier grunted.
"What should I do? Can I tell the Portuguese?" Zheng Xing was also anxious. He came up with this idea, and Zheng Zhilong ordered him to implement it. Everything went well in the early stage. The stars in the sky made the balloons escape the Portuguese sentry, but The balloon was so camouflaged that it was already near the gate of the city, and the Portuguese army sentry still didn't find it.
But his own words reminded Zheng Xing, "Everyone is there, loud and loud, the louder the better." Since the Portuguese army sentry didn't find the Ming army's balloon, let them know.
"Master..."
"There is no time, hurry up, make a loud noise." Zheng Xing had no time to explain, so he could only ask the soldiers to execute immediately.
But here is too far away from the city wall, the clamor of the Ming army still did not alarm the defenders at the top of the city.
Zheng Xing went out, and the Portuguese army at the head of the city was going to sleep again, and the balloon was about to float over the city wall. "Super sky shoots and tells the Portuguese army that we are here."
"Bang, bang, bang..."
The sound of the flintlocks finally alarmed the defenders at the head of the city, and even the Portuguese soldiers who were dreaming began to flock to the head of the city. "
"General, can the moving spark be the Ming Army Kongming Lantern?" A soldier found that the moving sparks had reached the top of his head. He had never seen Kong Ming Lantern at all, only knowing that it might be the Ming Army's secret weapon.
"This is not a star, it flies so low..." The highest commander at the gate was so shocked that he couldn't speak well. He had been instructed by Manotti a long time ago. Once he found the moving spark, he immediately shot it down with a musket. , To prevent them from bombing the barracks again, "concentrate the firepower and shoot them down."
"Bang, bang, bang..."
Zheng Xing smiled when he heard the gunshots coming from the top of the city, "Stupid Portuguese, congratulations on your winning!"
The Portuguese soldiers on the front of the city seemed to be showing off their marksmanship. The bullets of hundreds of soldiers were densely packed to the point of spider webs. Not to mention balloons, even a mosquito would be shot down.
The balloon was smashed into a sieve, dragged by "the enemy of ten thousand people", and fell rapidly over the heads of the Portuguese soldiers.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
The Portuguese's prize is the flower bomb and the "enemy of all people" detonated by the flower bomb.
The huge explosion sounded the Portuguese soldiers at the head of the city into fear again, this time the fear of knowing the consequences.
Sure enough, the tragedy happened again. Near the impact point, the soldiers wailed and howled. They were injured either by shrapnel or by the invisible shock wave. Even the highest commander was blown to pieces, a piece of bloody meat. It splashed onto a soldier's face, and the soldier's face immediately became bright red.
The several artillery pieces on the front of the city were all hit by the "ten thousand enemies" and suffered varying degrees of damage. If you have time, you may be able to repair them, but the Ming army did not give them time to repair them.
Hearing the explosion of the city head, Zheng Xing's naval guns and mountain artillery were all transported to a place a thousand steps outside the east city gate. Taking advantage of the chaos at the city head, he was about to attack the city.
When Manodi heard the news of the attack on the East City Gate, he was still lying in a thin bed and dreaming. After a while, he finally understood that the Xinghuo in those few days was indeed Kong Mingdeng—the secret weapon of the Ming army.
When the soldiers told him that all the artillery at the front of the city had been destroyed, he immediately understood, "The Ming army is about to attack from the east city gate. Hurry up, remove two artillery from the other city gates and transport them to the east city gate quickly."
Manotti had no time to dream, so he put on his coat and rushed to the east gate immediately.
The artillery of the Ming army was deployed first, which also saved Manuo Di's life.
The rumble of artillery rang unscrupulously at the east city gate. Without the deterrence of Portuguese artillery, the artillery of the Ming army started from the city head and gradually extended into the city, blasting hundreds of lively Portuguese troops on the city head like plowing. You can't even find the bones.
Manuo Di was desperate. The Ming army didn’t cost a single soldier. He killed eight or nine hundred soldiers last night. I don’t know what the casualties are today. In case the city is broken... He dare not think about it anymore, but as The governor of Portugal, he still ran towards the east gate mechanically.
"Your Excellency, you can't go to the East City Gate. There are Ming army bombs everywhere." Lingbing's words made Manuo fall into the abyss. His whole body was cold, as if he had just dug out from an iceberg in the North Pole.
"Flower bomb?" Manuo Di murmured. He faintly felt that this Malacca city would not be able to be kept sooner or later, "What about other city gates? What actions did the Ming army do?"
"Your Excellency, the Ming army at other city gates did not attack the city, but their camp is brightly lit and seems to be ready..."
"What the hell is the Ming army going to do?" Manodi was already in great fear like an ordinary soldier. The Ming army outside the city gates was already prepared. His hope of breaking out of the city had been lost, and he was breaking out of the city. , What can be done? They had lost all their ships and could not return home by sea. After breaking through the siege, they were still chased and beaten by the Ming army.
The artillery of the Ming Army did not stop for a moment. These blooming shells seemed to fall on Mano Di's heart, which surprised him, "What to do? You can't just let the Ming Army shell you like this, right?"
The Portuguese wounded soldiers were constantly snatched from the East City Gate by their comrades. Although they were temporarily far away from the Ming army’s artillery fire, they still screamed endlessly. These screams are more worrying than the blossoming bullets. If they die in the Ming army’s blossoming bullets. Next, maybe it is a kind of happiness.
"Your Excellency, the East City Gate can't be guarded anymore. The Ming Army's bombs are too terrifying."
"Terror?" Manotti didn't know how the soldiers would use the word. "How is the situation?"
"The artillery fire of the Ming army continued to extend, and the brothers couldn't withdraw even if they wanted to..."
"East City Gate has been lost?" Manuo Di didn't believe it anyway, the Ming army entered the city so soon.
"That's not true. The Ming army only used artillery to fire a bombardment, and it has not yet attacked the city." The messenger was already out of breath, "but the Ming army will attack the city sooner or later, and the city gates can hardly resist Ming. The army’s flower bullets."
While Manotti was hesitant to make a decision, another messenger rushed over, "Your Excellency, it's not good, the city gate was breached by the Ming army."
"Huh?" Manuo Di was shocked. "Aren't the city gates made of iron?"
"The Ming Army's flower bombs are too powerful..."
"Has the Ming army started to attack the city?"
"Not yet. Maybe the Ming army wants to blow up the city wall. Anyway, the flower bombs fell in the city like raindrops. I don't know why the Ming army has so many flower bombs..."
In Manodi’s ears, there was the sound of bombs exploding. You don’t need to ask to know that the Ming army’s artillery did not stop. “What the hell are the Ming army doing? No, I’m going to the east gate in person. Don’t do it. Let the Ming army enter the city."
"Your Excellency, now within 500 steps of the East City Gate, there are all Ming army bombs, and they can't be commanded at all. The soldiers have been broken up by the Ming army's bloom bombs, and they can't gather at all."
Hearing the bursts of explosive bombs from the Ming army, Manudi was completely desperate. Now the East City Gate could not command at all. Depending on the situation, whoever went to die, once the Ming army entered the city, there was no way to stop it. The body, how can it stop the Ming army’s bombshells? The ammunition depot in Portugal was bombed, and the ammunition was tight. Even the flintlocks of the Ming army might not be able to deal with it.
A ray of light began to show in the east, indicating that the weather was still so sunny. If there were no Ming army’s offensive, today would be a sunny day again, but in the flames of blooming bullets, the stars seemed to have shed its light, only occasionally. He blinked, as if mocking him, the last Governor of Malacca.
Manuo Di has six gods and no masters. In front of the Ming army's blooming bullets, he can only turn a deaf ear to it. Numbness is the best weapon.
"It will be fine if it rains. Maybe only rain can extinguish the Ming army's blooming bullets." Manuo Di muttered silently, losing the will and courage to fight the Ming army, his heart calmed down instead.