The sound of gunfire.
The sound of gunfire in the early morning woke up people in the entire city of Zambaqer from their sleep, but people's reactions were different. As the ruler, Sultan Khalifa bin Said was shot
When he woke up with a start, his first reaction was—did his brother send someone to call him?
After all, it was only four years ago that they had an armistice with British mediation and split into two countries. His eldest brother, the true heir to the throne of the Sultan of Oman, had always been very unhappy with his occupation of Zambaqir, even after the split four years ago.
The treaty was also forced to be signed.
Now that he will send people to fight, it is simply... amazing. After all, Oman has no ability to send troops to fight across the sea.
Just when he got up in a hurry and walked to the window, he saw several balls of flames suddenly rising from the sea, followed by the deafening sound of cannons.
Amidst the sound of cannons, the sea and the sky seemed to be lit up by the cannon flames. At that moment, Said vaguely saw a steam ship.
"Is it a steam warship? Foreigner? Who is it? British?"
Almost instinctively, he just thought it was the British Navy. Could it be said that the British supported Oman?
Just as he was thinking this, suddenly, several huge flames rose up in the distance accompanied by violent explosions.
There was the fort, a simple fort that was almost vulnerable to a ten-inch naval gun. Just one round of fire would kill the Zambagel soldiers on the fort and completely lose their combat effectiveness.
After a round of shelling, the boiler soldiers began to board the ship. After several lifeboats were lowered, as soon as the boiler soldiers with weapons boarded the ship, they were dragged by the traffic boat on the right and approached the shore. At this time, the one on the left
The sailors on the traffic boat had taken control of the slave ship. Under the guns of the sailors, the slave traders with gem-encrusted daggers or scimitars on their waists all raised their hands high. After all, that
The cannon was pointed at them.
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"We surrender, we surrender..."
Of course, after they surrendered, those daggers or scimitars inlaid with gems, as well as the revolvers with ivory handles, became weapons of war for the sailors. It has to be said that the slave traders were very rich. For those gem daggers,
Of course the sailors accepted them all with a smile. This can be regarded as their gain in this war.
war!
This is a war!
During the bombardment of the "Tianlong", the sailors disembarked directly from the port. After ashore, they did not encounter any resistance. There were even black slaves who ran over and took the initiative to guide them, although the slaves did not know that these people were
Anyone, but no matter who they are, these foreigners certainly don't need slaves.
"Sir, the guards are all at the Sultan's Palace, the Sultan's Palace..."
Although the sailors could not understand the Arabic spoken by the slaves, they still understood what he meant under the other's gesticulating gestures. At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, they directly led more than a hundred sailors with an 88 mm light gun.
The field artillery rushed towards the palace. The palace was a three-story Arabic-style building. As soon as they approached the palace, gunshots rang out. The five hundred defenders guarding the palace stood behind the window, using the wall as a base.
Cover against intruder attacks.
"Quick, cannon, cannon..."
Although Song Yunchu was a naval officer, he was no stranger to land warfare. While he was directing the sailors to find cover, the gunners pushed a cannon and aimed it at the palace.
"put!"
With the roar of the gunner, the muzzle of the cannon spit out a ball of flames, and the roaring shells directly blasted through the thick brick wall. The power of the 12-kilogram shell was extremely astonishing. Just when the gunners were preparing to fire again
When reloading.
On the bridge of the "Tianlong" at sea, Ding Zezhong also noticed the flames exploding in the direction of the palace, so he ordered the first officer.
"Li Cunli, fire two cannons at the palace, use the main cannon... no, let's use the secondary cannon!"
Ding Zezhong quickly changed his words. It was not because he was heartbroken, but because... there must be many treasures in the palace!
I just happened to send those treasures and other things to the Imperial Museum. I thought that when my son and grandson visit in the future, they will hear the commentator say - "This is Lieutenant Colonel Ding Ze, the captain of the "Tianlong" in the sixth year of Shengde, in Samba."
To the treasures obtained from the palace of the Sultan."
Using 254 naval guns... is too violent!
Let’s use the secondary gun, the 120mm one. Isn’t it too powerful...
Just when Lieutenant Colonel Ding Ze was hesitating, several successive gunshots made him come back to his senses. The whizzing shells accurately hit the palace. Compared with the 88mm shells, the 120mm shells were more powerful.
In the explosion, a wall was directly blown down. The seemingly tenacious resistance was nothing in the face of the fierce artillery.
After a round of shelling, Song Yunchu blew the whistle. During the whistle, the sailors directly raised their guns and launched a charge. When Li Lei, who was rushing at the front, saw a figure in the smoke, he pulled the trigger and knocked down the enemy with one shot.
At the same time, he rushed over with his bayonet drawn.
When he stabbed a guard to death, a group of guards rushed out in front of him, shouting words that Li Lei and his comrades could not understand.
"&*%......&*"
Although he didn't know what they were shouting, Song Yunchu shouted when he saw groups of guards rushing out.
"Lie down..."
The moment the soldiers lay down, the Gatling gun behind them fired. Although the Gatling gun mounted on the gun truck looked awkward, it was driven by an electric motor and the moment the gunner pressed the button,
Hundreds of rounds of bullets enveloped the guards like raindrops. For a moment, there was a scream in front of the palace. Under the rain of bullets, the guards who were originally attacking with great momentum turned into nothing more than a blink of an eye.
Piles of corpses and even minced meat.
When the resistance of the guards was broken down, the sailors jumped up and rushed into the palace again with rifles. Although the guards in the palace resisted tenaciously, most of them used P1853 Enfield rifles, and they didn't even have time.
After loading bullets from the muzzle, he was knocked to the ground by the Type 70 rifle in the hands of the sailors. He had no power to resist at all.
"Team one is responsible for cleaning the first floor. Team two, team three, come upstairs with me!"
After Song Yunchu shot a black eunuch who appeared out of nowhere with a pistol, he gave orders and led the people to rush upstairs.
"Sudan, Sudan, the enemy is coming,"
The shouts of the eunuch in charge of the palace were mixed with the frightened shouts of the concubines. Said listened to the gunshots in the palace and asked, holding a pistol.
"Where is Barkhash? There he is, Barkhash..."
Just as he shouted his son's name loudly, Barkhash, who was wearing a white robe, was already carrying a scimitar and killing the enemy. However, before he could get close to the enemy, he was knocked to the ground by a shot.
Barkhash, who was shot in the chest, did not die immediately. He was spitting blood from his mouth and holding a gorgeous scimitar in his right hand. He watched helplessly as the enemy walked over. It was not until this moment that he saw
Know the enemy's appearance clearly.
Yellow skin, black hair, they are...
"Ming, Ming people..."
Li Lei, who didn't know that he had killed a prince with one shot, picked up the scimitar. This knife looked so beautiful.
The scabbard is right next to it, so great! I can just take it back and give it to my son...
Then he took the spoils of war as his own, and at the same time he looked at his watch.
It has only been half an hour now, that is, 30 minutes, looking at the palace that has basically been occupied by them, and looking at the indigenous people who were either killed or surrendered.
Li Lei suddenly felt a little helpless. After all, these people's weapons were extremely backward, and their weapons were still in the era of muzzleloaders.
This is simply... bullying!
Just when he was thinking this, someone shouted over there.
"Caught! Caught... The Sultan is caught."
So fast?
But only two more minutes passed.
Uh, 32 minutes…
This chapter has been completed!