With the clear rhythm of drummers ringing, the troops of the Republic of England in the wilderness were gathering. Although the army was gathering was only six or seven thousand, the red square formations still looked quite spectacular in the green wilderness.

Above the square, the flag of the Republic with a red background with a "St. George's Cross" was flying. Under the flag, officers holding spears were occasionally scattered horizontally to adjust the moving square. In the square, the soldiers wearing red uniforms and long trousers carried flintlock rifles and stepped on drums toward the direction of the forward turret.

It is 4 miles from the turret.

According to General John Lambert's plan, they will attack the turret under the cover of artillery fire after approaching the turret, after all, there are only a few hundred people there.

"If Dean's plan is successful, the Chinese will have to take the initiative to retreat!"

Dean's plan was nothing more than to use arson ships to besiege the Ming fleet. The large warships had poor mobility on the Thames. Faced with the rushing arson ships, they barely resisted a wave, and for safety, they could only retreat to the sea. As for the hundreds of Chinese defenders on the fort, the fleet had retreated. Could they still be there to hold on?

"I don't know, how is the situation on Dean?"

Major General Lambert murmured to himself as he looked at the smoke rising in the direction of the Thames.

Although no information came from there, the information coming from the fort was soon handed over to him.

"There are less than 400 Chinese on the fort!"

Less than 400 people!

It is difficult for such a little man to defend the fort.

Lambert nodded and said.

"Send the order to speed up the marching..."

When John Lambert issued this order, he did not know that his every move was under the gaze of the Ming army. On the watchtower of the fort, his hand kept observing this army that looked somewhat similar to the Ming infantry.

Both armies wore the same red uniforms and similar "UFO helmets". Even the Ming army guarding the fort are now wearing "UFO helmets". This "UFO helmet" is based on the "Red-lacquered and Yong straight-eaves iron helmets" and draws on the "disc-shaped steel helmets" during World War II, and of course it mainly draws on the overall pressing process and lining fixing process.

However, the two armies look a little similar, but in fact there are obvious differences. For example, the infantry of the Ming army has completely eliminated the breastplate. In addition, the two armies have different pants. The Ming army has blue pants, while the British are Jiese.

Staring at this legion that looked a little similar to the Ming army, looking at the fleet, which was sending signals to the fleet through the sunlight signal device from time to time. The fleet, which had been freed from the water battle, once again turned its attention to the land. After the sailors stuffed a hundred kilograms into the chamber, the officers kept adjusting the firing angle of the artillery based on the signals on the turret.

While the officers and soldiers were busy, Zhang Mingzhen and Zhu Youbin were chatting there, and their tone seemed quite relaxed.

"The Prince of the County, I really didn't expect that these Englishmen were so vulnerable!"

"It's not that they are vulnerable, but because we're strong enough."

Walking to the side of the side and looking at the bullet marks from the shells on the side, Zhu Youbin said in a serious tone.

"In the past, Your Majesty said that "one Han should be the Five Barbarians" in the Han Dynasty. Rather than being brave, Han soldiers were more skilled. Today, our Ming Dynasty "one soldier should be the Ten". In the final analysis, it was also based on the advantages of the military armor..."

It was technical leadership that made him choose this adventure and allowed them to win this seemingly no chance of winning.

"However, this battle also exposed our shortcomings."

He pointed at the arson ship on the water and said with some concern.

"This time, we won some luck. They didn't know at all that our incendiary bombs were very powerful, but if there was a fireboat approaching the side of the ship, we would not be able to relax. There are still many restrictions on our ships to use in the inland river. In the future, it is still unclear how many naval battles we fight, but since we have to rely on gunboats to show off overseas, we must "from sea to land". The ship always needs to go to the inland river. If the ship cannot be used flexibly on the inland river, we will always suffer a great loss. After returning to China this time, the general must report this time to the governor's office and ask them to solve this problem as soon as possible."

Even if you win, you must reflect on your own shortcomings and then make progress. Instead of just immersing yourself in victory. Only in this way can you stay strong forever, and even the more you win, the more you should stay awake, rather than be blindly immersed in victory...

"What the prince said is very much. After returning to the country, the last general will report this time to the governor's office."

Just as Zhang Mingzhen's words fell, an officer reported there.

"Admiral, the British have entered the range!"

Hearing that they had entered the range, Zhang Mingzhen laughed.

"Prince, look?"

"Since that's the case, what are you waiting for?"

Zhu Youbin smiled.

"Fire the fire!"

With a command, the gunner standing on the left side of the gun tail suddenly pulled the fuse, and the fire tube in the cannon chamber was pulled out!

"boom!"

Accompanied by a loud bang, a heavy bombardment of one hundred kilograms, followed by a violent back seat... The original form of this bombardment was the Dalgren gun designed and manufactured during the Civil War. Although it was a pre-mounted gun, its power was absolutely amazing in this era, and it can even be said to have exceeded the imagination of the times.

In the past conflicts, this bombardment, known as the "Wine Bottle Cannon" because of its appearance, has always been a powerful weapon for the Ming Navy to defeat the enemy. The power of the 100- or even 200-pound shells it fired was almost devastating.

Now, it is destined to shock the entire Europe and set off an unprecedented trend in this old continent.

"Dongdong..."

In the wilderness three miles away from the fort, the officers and soldiers of the Republic of England did not expect the Chinese to shoot the gun.

Even when the roaring sound of the shells weighing 100 kilograms came, their eyes were even confused. This roar was definitely not comparable to ordinary shells. This sound was like a giant dragon or ghost roaring in the sky, and their roar seemed to tear the sky apart.

At least for a moment, in the ears of those Englishmen, this sound was the legendary "The Dragon Roar of the Evil Dragon". Perhaps, only the legendary evil dragon would make this sound.

What sound is this?

Is it a "Dragon Roar"?

Almost everyone showed doubts on their faces.

The English officers and soldiers who were marching looked up at the sky in confusion.

Even John Robert and his adjutants looked up into the air.

Could it be that the Chinese are shelling?

This question arose in John Robert's mind.

But...is this possible?

After all, the distance here is so far away from the turret, even if it is Chinese gunners, they will not waste shells like this without any experience.

In many cases, people's past experience will bring them wrong judgments, just like the reason why Robert made such a judgment at this time is that the cannon will never be able to hit so far...
Chapter completed!