Take the warehouse back to the end of the Ming Dynasty

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Otherwise, such a small village simply cannot accommodate so many soldiers.Many houses in these villages in front of me have not been used, and the rooms are full of dust. "

Mike's heart is very heavy, he knows, if what Chris said is true, then what kind of enemy they will face!

When Mike returned, the news reported by Mike was also sent to the Earl of Essex.

In addition to Mike sending messages, Chris also sent messages.

In the city hall, the Earl of Essex walked back and forth in the hall anxiously.

Cromwell, the Earl of Manchester, and Fairfax sat at the conference table in the hall, their faces no less anxious than the Earl of Essex.

"How could it be, how could it be, how could it be like this, this is 1000 people, even if the fighting power of these 1000 people is very low, it is impossible for them to be beaten like this in such a short period of time!"

The Earl of Essex stopped, his hands folded behind his back, his face scowl.

The Earl of Essex really didn't want to believe the news that Mike and Chris sent.

"Mr. Earl, if the reported information is accurate, then His Royal Highness indeed has a very powerful team!" Cromwell stood up and said to the Earl of Essex.

The Earl of Essex looked at Cromwell, "I remember you said before that His Royal Highness bought a batch of weapons from the Orientals. If what you said is correct, then the enemy who came this time is very Possibly the ones in the hands of His Royal Highness."

"Yeah, I didn't really believe it before. In my opinion, the East is just a backward and ignorant place. I don't believe that the East can produce any advanced weapons, but this time it really made me Unexpected." The Earl of Essex sighed, and his disdain for the East eased a lot.

"Things have developed to this point, and it also proves that His Royal Highness does have a powerful army in his hands. This is not good news for us. What should we do?" Pym stood up, frowning.

After Pim's words came out, everyone in the hall fell silent.

Everyone in the hall knew what Pim's words meant.

"Gentlemen, we now have a very important question before us.

The parliamentary army now has more than 5 people, which seems to be a large number and powerful, but we need to know how many of these 5 people were workers, farmers, and manual practitioners not long ago.

Such people, although I have not conducted detailed statistics, account for the vast majority of the parliamentary army.

What fighting power does such a person have?On the battlefield, the combat effectiveness is really worrying. If His Royal Highness does not have those powerful weapons in his hands, we may rely on these people and we can still compete with His Royal Highness.But now..."

Fairfax stood up, and he spoke with a heavy tone. At the end, he closed his mouth before he finished speaking.

Fairfax didn't want to talk about that frustrating result.

Although Fairfax spoke out the frustrating results, none of the people sitting in the city hall were idiots, and they could all guess what Fairfax wanted to say.

"Then what should we do now? We don't know how many soldiers like this are in the hands of His Royal Highness. 100 people beat 1000 people. Although there are some flukes in this, but if the situation is opened, these 100 people can defeat them without saying anything." There are more than 500 soldiers, if His Royal Highness has [-] soldiers like this, then we don't need to fight!"

The Earl of Manchester frowned.

Sighs rang out in the crowd, and almost every one of these people sitting in the city hall was sighing non-stop.

"You told me about this before, do you know how many soldiers like this are in the hands of His Royal Highness?

What kind of weapons did they use?Why can His Royal Highness buy such weapons from those Orientals?

Logically speaking, such weapons are very powerful weapons. Why don't the Orientals use them themselves and sell them to His Royal Highness? It doesn't make sense! "

The Earl of Essex came to Cromwell and asked with a gloomy expression.

The Earl of Essex really couldn't figure out what was going on here. He couldn't figure out why these orientals didn't use such a powerful weapon for themselves, so they had to travel thousands of miles to sell it to His Royal Highness.

With such weapons in hand, you can easily capture the next piece of land overseas. At that time, wouldn't it be good to use these weapons to drive out the local aborigines and build farms and mines for them?Isn't it quick to make money like this?How much money can you earn by selling these weapons to His Royal Highness?Where can you get money faster by mining and farming outside?

The Earl of Essex racked his brains and couldn't figure out why these orientals did this. People who can make such weapons are definitely not stupid, but why are they doing more stupid things than idiots?

"Not sure, I don't know exactly how many soldiers like this are in the hands of His Royal Highness, according to the information I have before, there are no less than 1000 such soldiers in the hands of His Royal Highness!

As for why these orientals want to sell such a powerful weapon to His Royal Highness, I can't figure it out. Those orientals are now in the port outside London! "

Cromwell did not hide anything, and he told the Earl of Essex everything he knew.

"It seems that if we can't settle this matter for a while, the war with His Royal Highness cannot be easily started..."

In the following time, the Earl of Essex and these people in the city hall had a detailed discussion on this matter. They discussed until midnight, but nothing came out of the discussion.

Some of them didn't believe that the 1000 people in Chris were beaten like that by a hundred people, so they planned to go to Chris's camp the next day.

……

At this time, Prince Rupert also returned to the city of London. As soon as he returned to the city of London, he hurried to see his uncle.

In the office of Charles I at Windsor Castle, the armor on Prince Rupert's body was not removed.

The smile on Prince Rupert's face has not disappeared for a moment since he entered Windsor Castle until now.

Seeing the smile on Prince Rupert's face, Charles I also smiled.

"Seeing you smiling so happily, it must have been done successfully?"

Charles I sat behind his desk and asked with a smile on his face.

Prince Rupert nodded heavily, he stretched out his right hand, and kept patting his chest.

"That's for sure. With me here, how could it not be successful? After I arrived in Northampton, I sneaked into the city of Northampton..."

Prince Rupert was beaming with joy, spitting wildly, and told Charles I his heroic deeds vividly.

Charles I listened intently, with an unusually rich expression on his face.

When Prince Rupert said the last word, Charles I slapped the table in front of him and stood up abruptly.

"Okay, well done, uncle didn't hurt you for nothing!"

After Charles I finished speaking, he pulled his neck and laughed twice.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect, I didn't expect, I didn't expect, this weapon is really powerful, a hundred people can wipe out more than 1000 people!

It seems that He Donglang and the others are right. If these 1000 people are used well, they can completely defeat the soldiers in the parliament. "

At this time, Charles I's confidence increased greatly, and he had never been so relaxed as today.

"Uncle, although we only have a thousand people in our hands, these thousand people can definitely defeat all the soldiers in the parliament!"

Prince Rupert was in high spirits.

"Yeah, you're right, with 1000 people in hand, what are we afraid of? Parliament, hehe, what's the use of having more people?" Charles I looked downcastly, as if the parliament was just a chicken and a dog.

"Okay, it's getting late today, you've been running outside for so long, go back and have a good rest!" Charles I said to Prince Rupert.

Prince Rupert didn't hold back, thanked him, and walked out of the office.

After Prince Rupert left, Charles I excitedly walked back and forth in the office.

It was not until dawn that Charles I calmed down.

Charles I, who had been excited all night, returned to his sleeping room, ready to rest for a while.

At this time, the Earl of Essex also led the main generals of the parliamentary army towards Chris' camp.

After Chris and the others cleaned up all night, the corpses in the camp were gathered together, but the charred wood and the blown wood fragments in the camp hadn't had time to take care of them.

The sun was still hanging in the eastern half of the sky, and had not yet reached the headspace. The Earl of Essex jumped off his horse. He looked at the shattered camp gate in front of him, which had long since lost its original appearance, with a solemn expression on his face.

He walked to the broken part of the gate of the camp, squinted his eyes and looked carefully!

After a long time, he let out a sigh of emotion.

"Looking at the remaining signs of the gate of the camp, it seems that it has been blown up by a large number of explosives!"

The Earl of Essex saw the condition of the gate at a glance.

At this time, Chris also came out with the remaining soldier in the camp.

The Earl of Essex found Chris who had come out, he waved at Chris, and called Chris to himself.

"I heard people say that the enemy who attacked you was Prince Rupert. Is that true?" The Earl of Essex frowned tightly.

Chris said: "I don't know if it's Prince Rupert. I don't know Prince Rupert. He said he was Prince Rupert."

"Since he is sent by His Royal Highness, there is no need to lie.

From this point of view, that person is likely to be Prince Rupert! "

The Earl of Essex walked in as he spoke.

Although the corpses in the camp had been gathered, potholes of all sizes could be seen everywhere in the camp.

The blood on the ground has dried up, and the air is filled with a stench that makes people sick.

"Is there really only a hundred or so people who attacked you?"

The Earl of Essex stopped and looked at Chris.

"It's true that there are only 100 people, I dare not deceive His Highness the Earl!" Chris said solemnly.

Listening to Chris' voice, the Earl of Essex didn't say anything, and he continued to walk forward.

He came to a collapsed barracks and watched intently.

The area of ​​this barracks is not very large, and it can only accommodate seven or eight soldiers to sleep.

The barracks were built with wood, and because of the hasty construction, there was still bark on the wood used.

Now, the logs are riddled with large and small bullet holes, or cracks blown open by hand grenades.

The Earl of Essex set his sights on a bullet-ridden log lying flat on the ground.

The Earl of Essex squatted down, and he carefully looked at the bullet holes in the wood.

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Chapter 908 It's Terrible

The Earl of Essex squatted down, and he looked at the bullet holes in the wood in front of him seriously.

An extremely distorted and exaggerated expression appeared on the face of the Earl of Essex.

"How could it be like this, how is it possible? It's really terrible!"

The Earl of Essex pointed to a bullet hole in the wood and said with disbelief.

This log is pierced by bullets, and if one end of the log is raised slightly, the ground can be seen through the light.

The Earl of Essex lifted the wood slightly, and he could easily see the ground.

"It seems that the weapon used by His Royal Highness is really powerful!"

It is too difficult to penetrate a piece of wood the size of an adult's fist.

The ammunition used in the matchlock guns of this era is basically lead bullets.

Buckshot is soft, and if you want to go through this wood, you can't shoot it at close range.

And even when shooting at close range, the bullet holes that penetrate are often irregular.

But the bullet holes on the piece of wood in front of him are very regular, and the regularity is a bit outrageous. The regularity is like shooting this piece of wood specially.

The Earl of Essex knew that it was impossible for Prince Rupert and the others to shoot this wood specifically.

The Earl of Essex stood up and started wandering around the camp to check other conditions in the camp.

Although the corpses in the camp had been cleaned up by Chris and the others, the collapsed barracks, dried blood and other things in the camp did not have time to clean up.

The Earl of Essex walked slowly in the camp. Looking at the shocking scenes in front of him, his heart kept trembling.

If such a scene was caused by thousands of people, then the Earl of Essex would not feel any disturbance in his heart.

The key is that the scene in front of me was caused by only 100 people.

Cromwell and the others followed behind the Earl of Essex, and their faces were no better than the Earl of Essex.

Those things in the camp that have not had time to clean up show the fierceness of the previous battle.

The camp was full of earth pits blown out by grenades. There was pooled blood in those earth pits, but now it had seeped into the ground, turned dark black, and exuded a stench.

In these pits, sometimes you can see the minced meat that was blown up by the bomb.You can even see some stumps that haven't been cleaned up in time.

The further you walked into the camp, the stronger the smell of blood, stench, burnt wood, and gunpowder smoke became.

Cromwell's nostrils were filled with these smells, and his body couldn't help trembling as he watched the scene in front of him.

He seemed to have seen the struggle of those soldiers before they died, and he seemed to have seen the fear and helplessness on the faces of these soldiers when they faced Prince Rupert.

"Hu, hu, hu!"

Cromwell breathed heavily, constantly adjusting his mentality.