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Five hundred and twenty-nine, the general's heart is in his hand

Destroy those catapults and crossbows in one fell swoop?!

After hearing what Xiao Ruxun said, Chai Guozhu showed an extremely excited expression.

"Yes! Why didn't I expect that we have been suffering from those crossbows and catapults these days. Many brothers died on the crossbows and catapults, but we just couldn't destroy those guys. It's really hateful!"

"But, this guy is too bulky and it takes a lot of time to fire it once. My carefully trained gunner will not fire too quickly and it will be cumbersome to operate.

Moreover, every time it is fired, the gun body will move. If it is to fire again, it must aim again. The battlefield changes rapidly, and it is too late to take it away whether it is advancing or retreating. Therefore, when fighting in the field, you still have to rely on those light Francisco locomotives."

"Oh, so that's it."

Chai Guozhu nodded, and looked at the huge cannon body with a more rational look.

"But even so, this is also a powerful tool. Admiral, since you can imitate it, you might as well tell Your Majesty and put it on the nine sides as soon as possible! Put it on the Great Wall, this guy is so powerful!"

"Since it is more powerful, consumed, and it is more difficult to make, and the craftsmanship is very troublesome. Whether the craftsmen in the court can do it is still a question, and whether the money can be approved is also a question. What is the production level after approval is approved is even more a question. If you want to, when the war is over, I will send someone to Jizhen to send you some use!"

"Are you really that?"

Chai Guozhu looked surprised.

"really."

Xiao Ruxun smiled and nodded and promised.

Then, Xiao Ruxun looked at the expressions of the soldiers around him. It was obvious that the soldiers became more energetic because of the appearance of these cannons.

Not to mention anything else, the huge appearance of the Red Cannon can indeed give people a great sense of security. For these soldiers who lack security and self-confidence, temporary assistance from external objects is the best.

The self-confidence of the army can only be achieved through long-term bloody battles. For example, the Liaodong Army is a powerful brigade that emerges from the sea of ​​corpses and blood. Only such an army has self-confidence.

These Beijing soldiers knew better than anyone else who they were, so they escaped at the moment and could not escape at the moment, but the courage they must be plucked up is not enough to fight, so they must use external objects to help them improve their self-confidence and courage.

The four-part revitalization of the morale of the army has been completed and the morale of the army has been gathered. Next is the time for the general to hold his heart tightly in his hand and attack hard.

Xiao Ruxun took a tin-sheet loudspeaker, stood at the top of the city wall, and glanced at the soldiers coming and going in the city below.

"Admiral, what is this?"

Chai Guozhu stood next to Xiao Ruxun and saw Xiao Ruxun suddenly holding a big iron lump from the hands of the soldiers beside him. He was just wondering what this was.

"This, this is called a loudspeaker, which can make my voice louder and spread farther. When I was teaching soldiers in the south, I used this, otherwise the soldiers wouldn't hear it when I shouted."

Xiao Ruxun explained a little, then took a deep breath at the very rustic loudspeaker, shouting: "All the soldiers have it! Stop what they are doing and look at me!"

This roar of voice was earth-shaking, which scared everyone, especially Chai Guozhu, who was very close to Xiao Ruxun, almost jumped up.

People turned their eyes to the source of the sound, raised their heads, and looked over the city. Sure enough, they saw Xiao Ruxun standing under the banner.

Except for the old subordinates of Zhennan Army, no one knows why Xiao Ruxun’s voice is so loud.

"I believe you have heard of Xiao Ruxun's name. I believe you all know this person. I have never lost a war. Whether it is against the Mongols, against the Japanese, against the Franji people, or against the Dongwu people, I have never been defeated!

Some people say that I am the number one general in Wanli. This title is too big and I dare not recognize it, but my record is obvious to all!

What I am standing here today? You all know in your heart that I don’t make much comment on what the battle was like before, but I just want to say something, embarrassing!

It’s so damn embarrassing! It’s embarrassing to the ancestors! Especially you! You soldiers in the Beijing camp have lost all the face of your ancestors!”

As soon as these words were spoken, a thousand waves suddenly aroused.

"Why, don't accept it? Then let me ask you, do you know who your ancestors are? The ancestors of your Beijing camp were the heroes who followed the founding generals to sweep the Mongolian Yuan from south to north, drove the foreign tribes out of the land of China, and restored my heroes to the mountains and rivers of China!

The ancestors of your Beijing camp were also heroes who followed Taizu's eight northern expeditions, Chengzu swept the north five times, and beat the Mongols to the point of being abandoned. Heroes who avenged our ancestors who suffered in the Song Dynasty! They were all heroes! They were heroes who were Fenglangjuxu!

They faced hundreds of thousands of Mongolian cavalry and fought hard and drove them all out! A real hero who fought with Mongolian cavalry in the far north and chopped face to face! Good men! They expanded the territory of our Ming Dynasty to the far north, even further north than the current northern border!

And you! On the other hand, you! The Mongols, who are just tens of thousands of stray dogs, have thrown away your armor and they have run away before the battle has been fought. The battle is being fought here, and you still have to run away!

I would rather be killed by the supervising team than fight with the Mongolians. I ask you, is it Glorious to die in battle or be killed by the supervising team as deserters!?”

It was silent under the city tower, and it was silent above it.

"Deserter! That's a shame! A lifetime of shame! A shame that will never be washed away! Don't you care? Ask yourself, do you really care?!

I know, I know what some of you think. You are thinking about being a scattered life, thinking about being a soldier without status, and making cattle and horses for those Wenquxing who come from heaven every day. Even if you make military achievements, you still have to ridicule those scholars who are ignorant of the big words.

Not only those literati who can't hold their shoulders and can't resist, but even the bitches in the brothel dare to laugh at you, so they just run away. No matter how many heroes die, they all seem to be bears, right?

It's a big mistake! You bastards! A bunch of things that don't know how to improve! They look down on you and give up on yourself like this? Let them beat and scold you? Let them point at your nose and scold you, "Stop the bitch in the brothel insult you?" How did the face come about? Did someone give it to you?

Bastard! I snatched the face myself! Why can I, Xiao Ruxun, be the Marquis of Zhennan, and why can I sit in Myanmar in the world? Why do any civil servants now say Xiao Zhennan when they see me?

How did I do it? Like you, I eat, drink, gambling, cheat and cheat all day long, run back when I encounter war, right? I will be a marquis? I will be together with the country, right?! Those literati with eyes on their heads look down on me, right?"
Chapter completed!
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