"Damn Shangluo people, they are looking for death!"
Bol yelled, "Everyone, load your guns and kill them! Save your bullets, and don't shoot randomly!"
Frankie's gun is a flintlock rifle, and the Daxia army is wearing Ming Guang armor. The power of the flintlock rifle cannot pose any threat to the Ming Guang armor.
What's more, the guns of the Daxia army are Mauser rifles with metal shells that can fire five or more rounds in a row.
This was a crushing battle that lasted only a few dozen breaths. The Daxia army didn't even change their bullets. After three rounds of volleys, all the torches of Bol's troops were extinguished!
Bol was shot in the arm. He lay in a pool of blood, looking up at the dark sky with invisible despair in his eyes - this was not Shangluo's army, but he didn't know that this was Daxia's army.
"Clean up the battlefield and see if there are any survivors!"
Tang Qianjun gave the order, and the several Frankish captives who served as his guides were already shocked beyond words.
Only then did they realize that they had no regrets about losing the battle in the Far North Waters. If they had landed, they would have died even faster.
"Boss, there's a live one here."
He was Boll. He was brought to Tang Qianjun by two soldiers. He also saw his former comrades and learned that the ten warships in the harbor had also fallen into the hands of the enemy.
It turns out that even if I want to go back, I can’t.
Bol laughed at himself and asked one of the Franks, only to find out that it was the Daxia fleet that had chased them and completely blocked them on this continent.
Is this considered stirring up a hornet's nest?
Is this a ruthless extermination?
"I surrender!"
Tang Qianjun didn't understand, but he could see that Boll raised his hands.
"Take it back to His Majesty. The rest of you, keep moving forward!"
One soldier escorted Boll back, and the rest of the soldiers set off again under the leadership of Tang Qianjun.
Paul looked back and laughed. Stupid Philip, he was still dreaming of becoming the Roman emperor.
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In Shangluocheng and the imperial palace, the lights are still on.
In a palace that seemed very simple to the people of Daxia but extremely magnificent to the people of Shangluo, the white-haired Emperor Shangluo had red eyes.
He was walking back and forth on the stage, and suddenly stopped and looked at the more than 30 ministers below.
"How many of our troops are left?"
A dark-skinned general in leather armor stepped out and said, "Your Majesty, there are only three thousand left!"
"Only three thousand left? These damn invaders!" He looked at the dome and took a deep breath, his expression still firm.
"Has the Imperial Master who asked for help from Shufeng Nation returned?"
An old minister stepped forward and said, "Shangluo City is a long way from Shufeng Country. According to the time calculation, it will take the Imperial Master at least three days to return."
Three days, can Shangluo City resist for three days?
Only four days after the enemy arrived at Shangluo City, only 3,000 of the 50,000 troops defending the city were left!
These past two days, it was all thanks to the people of Shangluo City who went up to the city walls with kitchen knives and axes to guard them, otherwise Shangluo City would have been broken long ago.
The enemy's weapons were too advanced, powerful, and had a very long killing range. For Shang Luo's army armed with spears, it was simply a one-sided massacre.
The ability to withstand the enemy's attacks was entirely thanks to the two thousand archers in the hands of the Crown Prince. Without them, the Shang Luo army would have been unable to pose any threat to the distant enemy.
However, the archers suffered heavy casualties, and now there are less than 500 left.
"No matter what, we have to hold on until reinforcements arrive!"
"Prime Minister Paolo, General Al, and the Crown Prince stay. The rest of you... go and rest for a while!"
The ministers dispersed in silence, and the old emperor sat down on the chair, as if all his strength was drained away in an instant, and even the originally tense skin on his face suddenly relaxed.
"The relationship between Shangluo and Shufeng Kingdom is not that friendly. The Imperial Master went there only to seek a glimmer of hope. This emperor knows that this hope is extremely slim. Shangluo... is very likely to be destroyed."
"I asked the three of you to stay so that I could leave a little bloodline and a little hope for the Shangluo royal family."
"The entire nation of Shangluo will not surrender. You... take the crown prince and my grandsons with you and leave."
"Go to Shufeng Country and present Tianci Mountain to the king of Shufeng Country. He will take you in."
The old Prime Minister Baoliluo and the other two were shocked. He quickly stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, this is impossible! Tianci Mountain is a mountain of gold bestowed upon Shangluo by God! The gold mines within have only just begun to be mined. If we give it to the Shufeng Kingdom... I dare to say that the restoration of Shangluo will be impossible!"
Crown Prince An'er also hurriedly said: "Father, the damn Franks only have a few thousand troops left. We still have civilians. There are still more than 50,000 civilians in Shangluo City. I still have 500 archers. I will go and gather the craftsmen to make arrow feathers. We can defend Shangluo and destroy the enemy!"
The old emperor gave a helpless smile, "Perhaps, but the hope is too slim. We can't take the gamble."
"Money is no longer important at this moment. Only when people are alive can there be hope for the future. This matter is settled. The emperor has already made arrangements in the palace. Five hundred archers will accompany you. Let's go, now!"
“Father…!”
"Let's go. If there's a chance in the future, come back and recover Shangluo Kingdom!"
Prince An'er knelt down, kowtowed three times, stood up and left the palace with the old prime minister and the general.
The palace was still brightly lit, but at this moment only the old emperor was there. He just sat there and sighed.
A sigh echoed in the empty hall, and two tears welled up in his old eyes.
When he was young, he competed with his brothers for the power of Shangluo. He won, but more than ten of his brothers died.
He held power for thirty years and enjoyed all the glory and wealth, but in the end he became a king who lost his country!
"How can I face my ancestors?"
He stood up and did not return to the harem. Accompanied by an eunuch, he went to the top of the palace wall. What he saw was not the lights of thousands of houses, but pitch darkness.
The night is so quiet. It will be dawn in another hour, and then... maybe Shangluo City will fall before the sun rises tomorrow!
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There is another person who has trouble sleeping like him, Archduke Philip!
They set out from France in great glory, bringing with them a hundred warships and more than 200,000 soldiers!
Originally, he thought he would be able to land in the Eastern Divine Kingdom and expand the territory for Her Majesty the Queen, but he didn't expect that he would fail in the Far East Waters without even seeing the Eastern Divine Kingdom.
He thought of Her Majesty the Queen - the Eastern Divine Kingdom, which was an extremely rich country on the other side of the sea that Her Majesty the Queen mentioned!
This wise queen is only twenty years old and as beautiful as a bauhinia flower, but her beauty is not the main thing. The main thing is Her Majesty’s supreme wisdom!
Her name was Maria II, and few knew how omniscient she was. Archduke Philip was one of those few who knew that everything she had done and said since she took over the throne of France had been correct, but this time, she was wrong!
She said that the wealthy Eastern Kingdom was still in the agricultural culture stage. The last time Pizarro proved the existence of the Eastern Kingdom, his failure was due to carelessness.
But now Philip knew that it was not Pizarro's carelessness at all, but the power of the Eastern Kingdom of God!
They obviously entered the First Industrial Revolution earlier than Franky, and they were simply not something Franky's army could defeat!
It seems that their shipping industry has just started. Otherwise... if they attack Frankie, I am afraid that even Her Majesty the Queen will not be able to turn the tide!
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