"Thump!" "Thump!"
A series of muffled thunderclaps came from afar, causing Wu Mingyi to look up at the sky in confusion.
The sun was still blazing brightly, and there were a few clouds, but nothing was strong enough to cause thunder!
"Could it be that the natives have caused some trouble again?" Wu Mingyi quickly climbed onto the hoisting bucket, took out his binoculars, and looked in the direction from which the thunder was coming.
The Da Yuan army's northern camp was chosen on a plain, with a river flowing to the east, a main road to Luzon Port to the west, and the direction of the Turen Setiu to the south.
The natives to the south are clearly in a state of panic, and as the rumble of thunder sounds, white smoke appears in the south, indicating that someone is creating chaos.
"Knock knock knock!"
The familiar war drums sounded, and Wu Mingyi finally understood why the natives were in such a panic. His Uncle Liu, the governor, had finally remembered his nephew and sent men to help.
"Reinforcements have arrived!"
Wu Mingyi shouted loudly, plunging the Da Yuan army camp into silence. After a moment, cheers and jubilation erupted.
Liu Renguang rode a fine horse, holding a telescope, looking every bit the commander. Six cannons were lined up in front of him, and the gunners were busy at work.
"Hey Zhang, what's wrong with you? Do you even know how to fire a cannon? Did the Prince send you here to travel and have fun? Why don't you take care of those people in clothes!"
Liu Renguang watched the artillery brigade firing shots here and there, his heart itching with impatience, wishing he could go up and "operate" it himself. But the artillery brigade was a new type of soldier, and they wouldn't let him get involved at all. So he could only yell and curse at his old acquaintance Zhang Hao.
"Hey Liu, don't get cocky just because you've become a lousy governor. I'm not under your jurisdiction. It's your good fortune that I'm cooperating with you. If you piss me off, pack your things and go back to Luzon right now. You're not going to serve me!"
Zhang Hao was Liu Renguang's old buddy, and he didn't respect Liu Renguang's authority at all. As the newly appointed commander of the First Artillery Brigade, he was directly under the Prince's Mansion, and Liu Renguang didn't give him a second thought.
Although he would leave if he got angry, Zhang Hao was actually more anxious than Liu Renguang. He had just encountered a big deal in his first battle. The sporadic artillery fire was making him very anxious. If this battle was not fought well, the next batch of "12-pounder" cannons might be seized by the Second Brigade.
As Zhang Hao continued to kick and punch, the artillerymen turned their pain into strength, gradually making their cannon fire more rhythmic and varied. The natives, who had never seen a cannon before, finally broke down. This kind of thing, which could turn flesh into blood with a single shot, was truly terrifying.
Seeing the natives running around haphazardly all over the mountains, one of his men ran over and asked, "Governor, should we give chase?"
"We only have less than three thousand men in total, what are you going to do about chasing us?"
Seeing his somewhat embarrassed subordinates, Governor Liu waved his hand and said, "Let's go, let's go see how that young and promising official is doing, whether he's scared out of his wits!"
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