"When you find that you are not able to explode accurately, increasing the amount of explosives will often work."
In the north of Pyongyang, in the wilderness outside the bombing radius of the Kunpeng, the dragon flag of Emperor Wuding was raised.
The Supreme Emperor, who had just returned from the battlefield after slaying the enemy, stood under the banner with his followers.
Everyone held telescopes and looked at the hot air balloon on the top of Qixingmen City two miles away, watching the bombing performance of the flying soldiers.
Lu Xiangsheng, chief officer of the Eleventh Corps, Dongfang Zhu, chief internal officer, Pei Dahu, commander-in-chief of the Imperial Guard, Senti, chief military officer, Xie Yang, chief civil affairs officer, and Francisco Francisco, the high priest, gathered around Emperor Wuding. A pair of telescopes, following the Emperor to look into the sky.
Liu Zhaosun laughed, his face full of longing for future technology.
"The era of hot-air balloons has arrived. Are armored airships equipped with larger-caliber artillery still far away?"
No one knew what an armored airship was, and of course no one echoed the Emperor's lament.
At the top of Qixing City, two hot air balloons are like swinging turtle doves, floating in mid-air three to four hundred meters above the ground.
Whenever the wind blows, the earth-brown turtle dove's body will shake violently twice, and then it will pull out a few bubbles of sparkling bird droppings from the hanging basket, beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep, a few fires will appear inside and outside the city wall, mixed with the sound of Simi. The people screamed in panic, and the city was already in chaos.
"Okay, okay, it seems that to attack Pyongyang, we only need to dispatch the First Corps."
Emperor Wu Ding danced happily. It was rare to see the Supreme Emperor so excited.
Several confidants hurriedly stepped forward and flattered the Supreme Emperor. They only compared Liu Zhaosun to an emperor through the ages. Neither Tang Gao Hanzu nor Genghis Khan could be the opponent of the Supreme Emperor of Qi.
Emperor Wu Ding narrowed his eyes and smiled as he looked at the big turtle dove that was constantly defecating in the air. In order to support the workshop in developing hot air balloons, Da Qi had invested no less than one million taels of silver in the past three years. "(Jianzhou prisoners represented by Du Du), more than a thousand people froze to death, starved to death, or fell to death on the hot air balloon.
After paying such a heavy price, it finally happened. Today he could finally witness the combat power of the hot air balloon in person and witness the crushing of the enemy by this powerful weapon. How could Emperor Wu Ding not feel excited.
"My dear friends, in the future Daqi's foreign wars will probably be very boring. It will be nothing more than bombing, blowing up rubble, and causing the enemy's flesh and blood to fly..."
Senti took the lead and said:
"Your majesty, your wise majesty, fought against all opinions and spent a lot of money to research this hot air balloon. It was really a far-sighted decision."
Hou Xun secondly echoed: "My emperor plans with troops, uses lions to fight rabbits, and the army joins forces to attack fiercely, and also has this flying offensive. From what I can see, even if Sun Wu and Wu Qi are reincarnated, they will not be able to..."
Before Hou Xun finished speaking, he heard a sound of exclamation coming from the front. Liu Zhaosun hurriedly raised his telescope and looked towards the Seven Star Gate. He saw a big arrow flying towards the sky against the hot air balloon, waiting for the battle to cross the river. When the soldiers discovered the North Korean army's counterattack, they all screamed.
"It's a bed crossbow. I didn't expect there to be so many bed crossbows in Pyongyang!"
"What was left behind when the Mongols withdrew,"
Everyone was still chattering, but the defenders at the top of the city had fired big arrows again. This time, a hot air balloon bag was directly hit by the heavy arrow. Amidst the screams of the soldiers, the hot air balloon slowly fell towards the Datong River. .
"Send out soldiers to save people,"
There was a burst of cheers from the top of Pyongyang City. Under Yu Hou's command, more crossbows were pushed up to the top of the city. A total of more than ten giant crossbows flexibly turned their arrows and aimed at the hot air balloon overhead.
The artillery flag bearer on the north bank kept waving the flag, ordering the flying troops to return as soon as possible.
The surviving hot air balloons did not dare to stay at the top of the city anymore. They hurriedly dropped a few incendiary bombs, then pulled up the balloons and rode a cold current to escape towards the north.
A raging fire broke out in the city of Pyongyang, accompanied by the screams of the people. People whose houses were burned down were running around like mice.
The defenders were frightened by the burning human bodies. Some of them knelt at the top of the city and worshiped the hot air balloon that was moving away, muttering something to each other.
"Sibala, are you stupid for eating kimchi?"
Yu Hou picked up his riding whip and whipped the kneeling Korean soldiers.
"Keep shooting, don't let them run away, shoot one...a ball at the injured Qiu She, and you will be rewarded with a hundred taels of silver!"
With the reward of silver as an incentive, even the most trusted Korean soldiers are no longer timid.
More bed crossbows were set up, aimed at the swaying hot air balloon that was almost flush with the city wall, and continued to touch up the injured great turtle dove until it ran out of life and plunged into the cold and biting Datong River. .
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The first real air battle in the history of the Qi Air Force ended here.
Our side lost two pilots and a hot air balloon, killing and wounding dozens of North Korean soldiers...
Calculated, only about 10% of the bombs and grenades landed on the city wall target, and the actual casualties caused to the defenders would not exceed 100.
The remaining airdrops all accurately fell into the Datong River in the north of the city, causing splashes of water. Occasionally, a few fell into Wengcheng, killing several people.
In this air raid, because the accuracy of the bombing was so ridiculous, more fish were killed than the enemy soldiers were killed, much more.
The surviving hot air balloons gradually flew out of the attack range of Pyongyang City. They lowered their altitude and slowly flew towards the north bank camp.
In order to prevent accidental damage, Han Zhenyi ordered the artillery to suspend shelling.
After going back and forth like this for most of an hour, with tens of thousands of people looking up, one of the two hot air balloons was killed and the other was injured. They fled back in embarrassment and landed on their own position. The surviving one was seriously damaged. Xie Yang looked at the silk ball worriedly. It is estimated that the arrow wound on the bag will cost at least several thousand taels of silver to repair.
However, the damage caused by the hot air balloon to the defenders was very little.
"Lu Xiangsheng, when you find that you are not able to explode accurately, increasing the amount of explosives will often be effective."
Whether it was because he was too angry or because he had forgotten what he had just said, the Supreme Emperor repeated what he had just said.
He put down the telescope, and the excitement on his face disappeared, replaced by a cold murderous look.
Dongfang Zhu winked at Lu Xiangsheng and signaled the flying commander to step forward and explain. According to the general manager's understanding of the Supreme Emperor's temper, if he explained before he became angry, there might still be a chance of survival.
"Your Majesty, forgive me!"
Lu Xiangsheng finally mustered up the courage to step forward and take the blame.
"Now each gondola of the Kunpeng can carry two pilots, plus 150 kilograms of gunpowder packets, or 80 grenades. The gondola is too far from the ground. I have repeatedly tested it in the wilderness before, and at this height, bombs can be dropped The hit rate is less than 10%, and it’s windy in Pyongyang now, so the hanging basket is shaking violently.”
"That's not a reason."
Liu Zhaosun was full of murderous rage, pointed at Lu Xiangsheng's nose and cursed:
"How much money did I give to the workshop? We will talk about the matters of the workshop later. How your flying group is training these days. When I asked you to select flying soldiers from the entire army, I also gave you time to train and go to the battlefield. Half an hour of bombing, how many Koreans were killed? You almost got yourself killed."
Emperor Wu Ding had already anticipated such a result. In the 17th century, when there were no bomb sighting devices, standing at an altitude of 300 to 400 meters and throwing bombs at the city wall with the naked eye was about as difficult as hitting a field goal from 30 meters away.
"Your Majesty, the workshop said that next month the ammunition capacity can be increased to two hundred kilograms, and a more accurate sight will be produced."
Lu Xiangsheng carefully explained that he did not dare to raise his head and look into Emperor Wu Ding's eyes.
This Jinshi during the Wanli period of the former Ming Dynasty never imagined that one day he would be able to command a hot air balloon to launch a battle.
Life is like a dream, everything is so unreal.
Liu Zhaosun waved his hand and said to Lu Xiangsheng: "One more thing, I need to remind you that before you kill the enemy, it is best not to bomb those ordinary people. Kunpeng should continue to improve the accuracy of bombing, rather than involving Daqi in endless wars. People’s War.”
Kunpeng was the name given by Emperor Wu Ding to the first generation of military hot air balloons. It is said that it was inspired by "Xiaoyaoyou":
There is a fish in the North Ming, and its name is Kun. The Kun was so big that it was unknown how many thousands of miles away it was; when it turned into a bird, its name was Peng. I don't know how many thousands of miles the Peng has on his back; when it flies in anger, its wings are like clouds hanging down from the sky.
Obviously, the traveler hopes that his hot air balloon can soar up to 90,000 miles and enter a wider world like the Dapeng in Zhuang Zhou's novel.
I have to say, this is still a beautiful fantasy.
Thanks to the long-term brainwashing of the Qi State's public opinion machine, in the perception of the people in the surrounding countries, the Qi Army is a benevolent and righteous army. It is completely different from those other soldiers and bandits Qiu Ba. The Qi Army has strict military discipline and is as good as fish in water with the people.
The Qi army will not take a single step from the common people, let alone massacre civilians and mutilate prisoners of war.
Jiannu massacred Han people, and Rakshasa ghosts ate people. However, Emperor Wuding’s army did what the instructors (usually kind-faced scholars) said. They would rather starve themselves or suffer themselves than Will harm civilians.
Unless, of course, it is an unavoidable accidental injury.
After the explosion of Wang Gong Factory, the empire changed its public opinion propaganda strategy, and the personal worship of the Supreme Emperor reached its peak.
A country, a monarch, all over the world, is the royal territory. As the strength of the Qi army continues to expand, more and more vast territories are occupied by the Qi army. The purpose of the Qi army's killing and conquest is to protect the people on the territory.
At least that's what the book says, and it's how it's sung in the storytelling ditties and shadow puppet plays.
The book also says that the Qi army is a teacher of benevolence and righteousness. Everyone is a gentleman and will never kill innocent people indiscriminately.
However, are all Qi soldiers really gentlemen?
They faithfully carried out all the orders of Emperor Wuding, but if they were gentlemen, they would now start bombing indiscriminately at the top of Pyongyang.
The sharp-tongued instructors around Emperor Wu Ding would certainly not declare the Qi army to massacre Korean people.
Of course, not only Qi, but any other country will say that they will never massacre civilians, including Germany during World War II and Japan under the emperor's rule.
Even in the 243 years since the founding of the People's Republic of China, the beautiful country, which has not fought a war for only 16 years and has experienced more than 200 wars during this period, also claims to be peace-loving.
"Lu Xiangsheng, you need to know," Emperor Wu Ding reprimanded loudly:
"To avoid the killing of civilians, this is not only to show the world that we are teachers of benevolence and righteousness, but also to let the world know that I am a benevolent king,"
"There is a deeper meaning!"
"What is the mission of the army? The army has only two missions, to plunder the enemy's resources and to protect its own civilians."
Liu Zhaosun didn't care whether Lu Xiangsheng understood or not, he shouted loudly:
"If the Qi army has not yet reached the point of crushing the opponent, then as the commander of the 11th Corps and someone I can trust, you must have strict requirements on your subordinates. Military law is ruthless. You must always remember that your Soldiers are used to kill the enemy's soldiers, not to let them go to the enemy's country to kill the people."
Liu Zhaosun witnessed with his own eyes today that when the hot air balloon had the upper hand, it actually dropped bombs into the city and dropped incendiary bombs on people's houses.
"You need to concentrate on fighting! You can't let your soldiers attack the enemy's civilians and attack the enemy's army. Otherwise, you will be easily wiped out by your opponent, just like today!"
Lu Xiangsheng's face was full of shame. He was only a Jinshi and didn't know much about leading troops in war. He had only commanded cavalry before.
"Flyers are the pride of heaven, and it is inevitable to be arrogant. Therefore, I want you to polish their character! They will never be like this again in the future, fighting without organization and discipline! Then massacre civilians!"
Liu Zhaosun continued: "I am not pitying the people. Massacring the people will not only not weaken the enemy's strength, but will make the enemy united as one and arouse the bloody spirit of the army. It will do no harm to us!"
"I sincerely abide by the teachings of the Supreme Emperor!"
Lu Xiangsheng was lying on the ground, unable to kneel down.
Seeing that the purpose of beating up the flying group had been achieved, Emperor Wu Ding stopped blaming Lu Xiangsheng too much and said in a gentle tone:
"Lu Xiangsheng, after Pyongyang is captured and the army returns home, you can go to the homes of these two men in person and provide generous financial support to their families..."
Lu Xiangsheng withdrew in tears.
Liu Zhaosun looked at the silk fragments floating in the Datong River and was filled with anger. He raised the black flag in his hand and shouted to several war camp officers:
"Okay, now it's your turn. Reinforce the pontoon bridge, drive the prisoners across the river to fill the trenches, and the First Corps will attack the city with all its strength."
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