"Ling, the speed at which you cut your braids is faster than the speed at which I eat!”
At the mouth of the Pearl River, a cargo ship was sailing towards Guangzhou.
On the deck, Pan Zixin, who was wearing a black knee-length gauze dress, a camel-colored sun hat, and deerskin boots, revealed her fair and round calves with a look of disdain.
She had just finished her meal when she came out to take a look. Her fourth brother had already cut off the disgusting tail of the money rat. His head was bald and reflected the sunlight. It was very funny.
"Little sister, don't talk about me first. Your dress is too immoral. Hurry up and go back and change into a longer one.”
Pan Youdu warned Pan Zixin sternly.
In this day and age, all women wished they could wear a headscarf to cover their faces and not reveal even half an inch of skin. His little sister was actually wearing a knee-length dress. It was immoral.
"Fourth Brother, you're so feudal. Sister-in-law is really unlucky to marry you. I'm not changing!”
Pan Zixin grew up in Great Britain and had a different mindset from the women who grew flowers. That was why she dressed so differently.
Of course, Pan Zixin usually did not dare to dress like this. It was too shocking, and people would point fingers at her when she went out.
It's different now. Guangzhou has been occupied by the Ming army. Can't I live freely?
Besides, was this very revealing?
Pan Zixin looked down. The knee-length dress was very beautiful, but it only revealed her calves.
"Who cares about you, be careful that the Emperor of Ming Dynasty thinks that you are frivolous and will throw you out!”
Pan Youdu knew that he couldn't control this weird little sister, so he could only threaten her with the Emperor of Ming Dynasty.
"It doesn't matter. I'm not the representative of the Pan family. Fourth Brother, be mentally prepared! This Ming Emperor is much more powerful than the Qianlong Emperor. I guess he should be in his forties or fifties, a serious and dignified peerless emperor.”
Pan Zixin leaned against the guardrail and looked at the steel ship anchored on the sea not far away. Her big eyes were twinkling.
He was too powerful, truly too powerful.
Godly workmanship, godly workmanship, how was it built?
Pouring? Or were they connected together with steel plates?
The problem was, how did the steel plates connect such a heavy hull?
Unbelievable!
"Halt, the port is under martial law. Trespassers will die!”
Pan Youdu and Pan Zixin were shocked by the scolding.
Turning his head, he saw a white iron ship (landing craft) coming from the left. On the ship stood a team of soldiers in white military uniforms.
Pan Zixin and Pan Youdu's eyes lit up when they saw such a beautiful military uniform for the first time.
"Little sister, what kind of accent does the Ming army have? It's so strange! Why can I understand it?"
Pan Youdu was surprised. These words didn't sound like Mandarin. The pronunciation was a little strange, but it was clear and easy to understand.
"I don't know. It should be the official language of the overseas Ming Dynasty! I think it can be popularized and let people from all over the world learn. Then there will be no communication barriers.”
After Pan Zixin finished speaking, she craned her neck and shouted,"General, we are from the Pan family of Pan Zhen Cheng, the head of the thirteen merchants in Guangzhou. We have something important to ask for an audience with the Emperor of Ming Dynasty.”
The Thirteen Branches of Commerce?
Hearing this, Li Qingquan, the second lieutenant of the Marine Corps who was leading the team on the alert mission, was stunned for a moment.
"Platoon leader, Pan Zhencheng, the chief merchant of the 13th Bank, is extremely rich! Yesterday, we went to the warehouse of the Thirteen Houses and found 24 million taels of gold and silver, tea leaves, silk, spices, and other materials piled up like mountains. Among them, the Pan family had the most goods.”
"So rich?"
Li Qingquan was stunned.
"That's right. I think the Pan family definitely wants to defect. Why don't we bring them to see His Majesty?”
"Alright!"
……
At the port workshop.
The clanging of metal was heard as thousands of soldiers towered and sweated as they worked. 1776 rifles were produced one after another at an extremely fast speed.
As the chief engineer, Reba had completely transformed into a tool man. Other than drawing blueprints every day, he was also a technical instructor in the workshop.
Xiong Gang took in the Han soldiers from the Green Camp, excluding the old, weak, sick, and disabled. A total of 24000 people were selected. With a full regiment of the Ming army as the officer, they were organized into eight infantry regiments and began intensive training.
Money. Zhu Weichu's method of buying people's hearts was very simple. He waved the gold and silver he had collected from Guangzhou and easily subdued these surrendered soldiers.
Coupled with the powerful firearms in their hands, the surrendered soldiers were filled with fighting spirit and regarded the Qing army as pigs and dogs.
Bang bang bang ~
On the spacious ground of the port, 26,500 soldiers were training. The crisp sound of gunshots resounded through the sky. The wooden planks set up 50 meters away and 100 meters away were riddled with holes.
The surrendered soldiers cheered, unable to believe that they could fight this way.
The Type 1776 and Type 1755 rifles that they had been given were terrifyingly accurate. The handguns, muskets, muskets, and flintlocks that they had used in the past were no different from scrap metal fire sticks compared to these two rifles.
"Awesome, I feel like I'm going to be rich. I can kill ten Qing soldiers!”
"His Majesty said that killing a dog on the battlefield will reward you with two taels of silver, and killing ten will reward you with two taels of silver.”
"Hahaha, be brave. Kill twenty, four taels!”
"In my opinion, as long as we have enough bullets, it won't be difficult to kill 40 to 50 of them. This gun is too accurate, and we don't even need to stand up to reload. We can just lie on the ground and shoot. Those lousy guns of the Qing army are difficult to reload and aim. No wonder we couldn't stop the Ming army with more than 100,000 people a few days ago.”
"That's right! We're also the Ming army. We'll fight the Qing army and fight to the capital to kill the Qianlong old man.”
"Yes, kill the Mitemen. They killed tens of millions of our people back then and emptied the south. We must take revenge!”
The soldiers whispered to each other, and without exception, their faces were filled with smiles of victory.
They were all veterans who had been in the army for a long time. They knew very well that the Ming army with so many powerful firearms could definitely defeat the Qing army, destroy the Qing court, and restore the Ming Dynasty.
Pan Youdu and Pan Zixin followed Li Qingquan all the way here. They couldn't suppress the shock in their hearts when they saw the Ming army shooting from afar.
The Ming army had so many guns!
When they reached the workshop, their hearts were in their throats. The Ming army had actually transformed the port warehouse into a workshop and used machines to manufacture firearms on a large scale.
Pan Zixin was a person who had seen the world. After seeing these machines, she was very impressed with her decision.
Sure enough, it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for the Pan family to quickly submit to Ming.
"Your Majesty, Pan Youdu, the fourth son of the Pan family, the head of the thirteen merchants in Guangzhou, has something to report!”
Li Qingquan stood at attention and saluted as he reported loudly.
Hearing this, Zhu Weichu, who was lying on the table looking at the drawing, straightened up and turned around in surprise.
"Thirteen lines? What is it?"
Pan Youdu was speechless.
Pan Zixin was speechless.
This was the Great Ming Emperor? He was too young!
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