Huiyuan?
20 million?
Reba knew that Huiyuan was a product with a conscience. She hesitated for a moment and accepted the endorsement.
Huiyuan was a company with a conscience. It was already very good for them to take out 20 million.
It was not considered an endorsement. It was equivalent to Huiyuan buying a stall in the window of the live broadcast room. When he was free, Reba would come and bring goods.
The 20 million yuan was well spent. With the traffic in the live broadcast room, Huiyuan could probably be revived.
When many merchants saw Huiyuan spend 20 million to hire Reba as the spokesperson, their eyes turned green. This Reba was really stupid!
[Ms. Reba, our Master Kang is willing to offer 30 million yuan for your endorsement…]
[Ms. Reba, Canon…]
"Stop, stop."
Reba refused without hesitation.
"I don't endorse foreign brands. Sorry!”
[666 Support Fatty Di, support domestic production!]
[That's right, I support domestic production. I'll start from the beginning. The premise is that the domestic products must be of high quality and quantity. Don't increase the price recklessly when the sales volume goes up. Don't sell a bottle of soda for six or seven yuan. I'm patriotic, but I'm not stupid!]]
[Forget it. Reba, help the farmers bring the goods. The apples at my house are in a bad sales situation. I can organize the fruit farmers to form a cooperative and distribute the orders together. Then, I'll give you a commission. How about that?]]
[That's right. I'll help the farmers.]
Reba thought for a moment and agreed with the netizen's suggestion.
"Alright, but you have to ensure the quality. The government is monitoring it. I hope you understand.”
After reminding her, Reba subconsciously exited the live broadcast room.
The army was already landing, and hundreds of landing craft and lifeboats were rushing towards the port.
Each time, 2000 soldiers could be transported ashore, and 11000 people could be sent ashore in six batches.
The battle on land had officially begun. Reba saw that Zhu Weichu was still calm and composed, without the slightest bit of worry on his face. She was a little curious.
"Your Majesty, aren't you afraid of losing?”
"Yes, but I believe in the brave and fearless Ming army. They won't let me down.”
……
In Guangzhou.
The Qing army built a large number of fortifications on the streets with sandbags. The musketeers hid behind the sandbags and divided into three groups. They took turns firing to ensure the continuity of the firepower.
Ah Gui was very satisfied with the new tactics he had developed in a few days. It was not a problem to block the thieves.
The Ming bandits had powerful firearms, but they did not have too many people. The Qing army's firearms were backward, but they had the advantage in numbers. As long as they fought steadily, the Ming bandits would definitely lose.
Unfortunately, what Ah Gui did not know was that the Ming army had submachine guns, light and heavy machine guns, and mortars.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
The unique screech of the mortar shell rang out. The shell accurately passed through the sandbag fortification and smashed into the Qing army.
This sudden bombardment caused the Qing army to be thrown into chaos, and a large number of soldiers were blown into pieces.
Broken limbs were sent flying, and blood and flesh splattered everywhere.
The Qing army was dumbfounded. What kind of cannon was this? Not only was it accurate, but it could also turn.
Hong Hong Hong ~
The bombardment continued, not giving the Qing army a chance to react. They quickly destroyed the fragile fortifications.
Kill! Charge!
Before the smoke had dispersed, the Ming army began to charge. The soldiers with submachine guns were in front, the riflemen were in the middle, and the heavy machine gunners followed behind.
Da-da-da ~ Da-da-da ~
The fierce firepower of the Si Deng submachine gun first showed its fangs in the 18th century. The first victim was the Qing army.
The Qing soldiers who were holding flintlocks had never seen such a scene before. He was riddled with holes by the dense rain of bullets and was scared out of his wits.
Was this a gun? Was this a gun?
Kill!
Using a 20th-century submachine gun to fight an 18th-century Qing army was no different from killing.
The 11000 Ming soldiers were divided into six teams and swarmed into the city from different directions. They started a bloody massacre of the 70,000 to 80,000 Qing soldiers.
On the main street in the south of the city, Wang Chenghua, the commander of the Hunan Green Camp, led a town of elite soldiers to guard the south of the city. When he heard the dense gunfire in the north and east of the city, his heart jumped to his throat.
Because Qianlong had blocked the news of the Ming army, before today, they had no idea why they were transferred to Guangzhou.
It wasn't until an hour ago when the Ming army suddenly appeared and bombarded the port that they knew that the Ming Dynasty hadn't perished and that the king had returned.
The destructive artillery bombardment had made them dizzy even from afar. One could imagine how miserable the people at the port were.
"General, what should we do? The Ming army was very powerful! Just now, I saw Ah Gui riding a horse and fleeing to the west of the city. Even the Eight Banners couldn't stop the Ming army's attack, so how could we?”
Deputy General Yang Tingjin was frightened by the artillery fire just now. When he went to investigate the situation, he saw a cannonball explode at the dock with his own eyes. Everyone within a few hundred meters was killed, and the houses were blown away like paper.
This was a terrifying scene that he would never forget in his life. He still had lingering fear when he thought about it.
"Even if we can't block it, we have to block it. If we retreat, we will die!”
" We can't be afraid of battle," Wang Chenghua said in a deep voice." Ah Gui and 50,000 elites of the Eight Banners are supervising the battle in the west of the city. We…"
Hong ~
Before he could finish, a shell landed on the street less than 100 meters away from them, killing and injuring more than a dozen people.
The Qing soldiers trembled in fear. They held their guns tightly and hid behind sandbags, praying that they would not be blown up.
However, things did not go as he wished. More concentrated shells came like hail. Sand and stones flew on the streets, sandbag fortifications were destroyed, and the Qing army suffered countless casualties.
"Kill! Don't save your ammo, use Charge to destroy the Qing army!”
More than 1,000 Ming soldiers appeared on the street in front of the Qing army. Li Kai, the leader of the Ming army, took the lead and charged forward with his submachine gun, not caring about the 10,000 Qing soldiers on the opposite side at all.
Si Deng's submachine gun fired, and Lee Enfield's rifle fired quickly. It was like a blow to the head, making the Qing army dizzy.
The people in front fell down like wheat being cut. The Qing soldiers behind were so scared that they didn't dare to charge forward.
Run!
It was unknown who shouted, but the remaining Qing soldiers ran away. They used all their strength, afraid of being killed by the Ming army.
Wang Chenghua's eyes widened in anger. He opened his mouth, wanting to stop the soldiers, but found that he couldn't open his mouth.
Faced with the Ming army's guns that could fire continuously, the guns in their hands were no different from fire sticks. They did not even have the chance to shoot.
Not running, staying behind to wait for death?
"General, retreat! If we don't retreat now, we'll die here!”
"Retreat, retreat to the other side of the Willow River. We can't let the Ming army cross the Willow River!”
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