While waiting for Harry and Fu Xian, Peng Wenchang was not idle and introduced the two newly installed artillery pieces on the treasure ship to Qi Yu.
To be more precise, it should be called a heavy artillery.
Yes, that's what Mahan was called.
He also swore that this cannon had many advantages, such as high power, long range and high accuracy. Compared with the previous light artillery, it is completely a level higher.
Mahan sells melons?
The advantages don't need to be that many, as long as the range is far enough.
This is the focus of Qi Yu's attention.
So, he asked: "Has this cannon been tried before?"
Peng Wenchang nodded and replied: "Yes! After the equipment was installed, I immediately arranged for manpower to test-fire two rounds. Judging from the effect, it seems to be pretty good."
"good?"
"Yes!"
However, Peng Wenchang couldn't describe what a good idea it was.
No wonder, as a traditional scholar, how could he know the secrets of firearms?
Qi Yu thought for a while, then took out a reference object and continued to ask him: "Then what do you think of the range of these two cannons compared to the two cannons at Tianzi Wharf in Qiongzhou?"
Those two cannons were captured from King Yong's battleship. They were very representative and the most suitable for comparison.
"Compared to those two, it's better."
"How much?"
"About...a hundred feet away." Peng Wenchang made a rough estimate and commented.
Hey! The needle does not poke!
Although Ma Han sold the melon, he didn't boast too much. When he invited him to dinner in the future, he could add a chicken drumstick.
Back to business.
In a battle between warships, whichever side has a longer range has a greater chance of survival. On the contrary, it is abuse.
The conclusion is: the comprehensive performance of these two artillery pieces should be far superior to that of the opponent.
Just when he was feeling satisfied, Harry and Fu Xian were summoned and walked in.
After meeting each other, they first exchanged greetings, and then politely gave up their seats and took their seats.
As soon as he sat down, Harry expressed his concern: What is the size of King Yong's small treasury?
It was still a routine operation, Qi Yu drew a big pie for him.
Oh no, it should be said to be a giant pie.
Surprisingly, Harry was convinced of this cake.
He had already inquired in private. King Yong was not only engaged in the firearms business, but also raised a group of fake Japanese. After so many years of accumulation, his treasury would definitely not be deflated.
There must be a brave man under heavy temptation. This principle is universal in ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad, and Mr. Ha was no exception, so he rushed over happily.
"Master Qi, are we really half-and-half?"
"Of course!" Qi Yu answered affirmatively, but his voice changed and he added: "However, it is too early to talk about these now. We must first try to kill King Yong. Well, do you still remember, I used to The bird-killing theory you mentioned?"
Harry immediately replied: "Remember. You said, if a bird flies from the sky, we must work together to knock it down first, and then we can discuss whether to steam or boil it."
"Yes, for now, this bird is the king of mediocrity."
"Well, that makes sense..."
Looking at the two people discussing the division of the spoils, Peng Wenchang and Fu Xian were not only stunned, but only then did they fully understand the true meaning of Master Qi's trip.
He came to Fenggang not only to help the government army suppress the rebellion, but also to covet the wealth of King Yong's family. If Gao Zhongde knew about this, he would probably be so angry that he would spit out a few ounces of blood.
Qi Yu couldn't help but feel happy when he talked about the Fu army.
Lao Gao deliberately found an excuse to leave. Didn't he just lose one person to share the spoils?
This is why they are not retained.
However, Mr. Qi still found a grand excuse for his robbery: "The development of Qiongzhou requires not only talents, but also a large amount of money. Both of them are indispensable. In order to improve the people's life as soon as possible, Living in embarrassment, I had no choice but to borrow money from everywhere with a shameless face."
What? Is this called borrowing money?
That's right, it's just that I borrowed it and didn't pay it back.
After settling the money issue, Qi Yu got back to business and started the next military deployment.
"If there is a southwesterly wind coming from behind, we will take advantage of this wind to launch a fatal blow to King Yong."
The word "attack" is not difficult to understand, but what about borrowing the wind?
don't know?
Haha, let me explain.
So, Qi Yu opened the map with a swish and introduced: "Please take a look, this is the defense situation in the Tuen Mun area. From this picture, we can see that King Yong has deployed a total of three lines of defense here... "
That is: the fleet that can attack on the periphery, the fixed land-based artillery in the middle, and the musketry team in the innermost layer.
If you want to break through Tuen Mun, you must find a way to get rid of these three lines of defense. Qi Yu believes that now is the best opportunity to destroy the outer perimeter.
Good opportunity?
How to say?
"I am like a fire in the winter, a blazing flame..."
"Sir, why are you still singing?"
"It's just a matter of cultivating your sentiments. Okay, now I'll talk about the specific plan..."
Today's Qi Dalang has been reincarnated since Zhou Lang. He plans to learn from Gong Jin's plan of burning Red Cliff and use the strong winds to destroy many of King Yong's warships.
Yes, just
It's a fire attack.
When he was in Juye Ze, he had used fire attacks to win, and now he was using his old tricks again, so he was quite familiar with the game.
The detailed plan is as follows:
Take 300 fishing boats, pile them with igniting materials, and add some tung oil or gunpowder to support the combustion. In short, they must burn vigorously. After getting the wind, they drove the fishing boats down the wind and took advantage of the wind to attack the opponent's warships.
In view of the limited space in the harbor, it is extremely difficult for enemy ships to escape during a fire attack, and they will definitely be hit by the incoming fire ships.
Such a fire can destroy 80% of its combat power even if it cannot destroy the whole group.
This plan happened to be caught off guard suddenly, making it impossible to guard against. In the past few days, King Yong has been in a state of disdain for Qiong's army, so it is easier to succeed.
Haha, you mediocre king who is good at planning, you will have to pay the price for your arrogance.
…
Throughout the night today, Qi Yu was in a state of insomnia.
The night is long and you don’t want to sleep?
A bit like.
At this time, he was standing on the deck of the treasure ship shrouded in darkness. He looked at the vast night sky, silently, looking like a wise man.
Is Qi Dalang observing the stars at night?
No, no.
He was waiting anxiously for the wind.
If there is a wind, we must immediately launch a fire attack plan, otherwise we will miss the opportunity to fight.
Now or never.
Must watch closely.
After midnight, the cute-looking little cotton-padded jacket came over with a small cotton-padded jacket to keep out the cold, and said, "Dad, the weather seems to be getting colder. You'd better put it on quickly to avoid catching a cold."
"Well, my good daughter knows that she feels sorry for her father."
Qi Yu put it on immediately after taking it, but felt warmer inside his heart than physically.
Um? Not warm?
Yes, because suddenly the wind picked up. Moreover, there is still the southwest wind of hope!
Seeing the wind coming, Qi Yu immediately cheered up, and the trace of sleepiness immediately dissipated.
I saw him wave his hand and said loudly: "Let's go immediately!"
"yes!"
The ships were ordered to move and immediately set sail.
Orderly and not chaotic.
These dim lights moved silently in the ink-like sea night, just like the elves of the night, mysterious and impossible to glimpse.
Compared with her usual active nature, Qi Xiaotong seemed a little abnormal today. She no longer asked questions about this and that, but stood quietly behind her father.
Tonight would be the highlight moment for my father to show off his martial arts side, so how could I not go and watch it?
The so-called martial arts methods he talks about will soon be performed in reality.
