Although Zhu Xianhai has not conducted ten simulations until now, he has almost figured out some of the rules in the life simulator.
In terms of simulation time, if it is a short-term simulation, the time consumption is extremely limited. Just like the first simulation, the time spent in reality may only be a few seconds. And so far, the longest simulation in the life is still the "Slave Liberator"
"A lifetime" took about three hours in real life, and four years in the simulation scenario.
How long will the simulation take this time?
Is it a long-term simulation or a short-term simulation?
"I'm going to take a rest. If there's nothing special, don't let anyone disturb me."
After the other party Zhanbo gave instructions, Zhu Xianhai stretched out his limbs and then lay directly on the recliner.
He plans to do a long simulator—one hundred and fifty days!
I don’t say it’s long, but it’s actually only fifteen experience points.
Five months.
It happened to be the time when Ptolome Mitre defeated Urquiza on the battlefield and occupied Buenos Aires after his military coup.
September!
Zhu Xianhai's impression of this day was extremely profound. After all, he "died" twice at this point in time.
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[Users need to recharge fifteen points of experience points to open the simulation scene.]
It's a bland opening, without any distinctive features or sexy temperament.
After recharging, the scene in my mind quickly changed.
【Start simulation】
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[On May 7, 1861, you decided to go to Viedma.]
There was no exciting departure ceremony, no crowds of people seeing off the troops. The South China Grenadier's attack could be said to be silent and did not cause any waves.
Twenty-five carriages, one steam tractor. No, this is a tank! A steam plank tank...
[On May 9, you led the troops to Viedma]
When the Nanhua Grenadier appeared outside the city of Viedma, it immediately caused panic inside and outside the city. At this time, Viedma's telegraph line had been cut off by the scouts sent by Zhu Xianhai, and Viedma was located on the left bank of the Negro River.
Ma, completely turned into an isolated city.
"Where did they come from?"
Lieutenant Philip was completely dumbfounded.
Are the enemies outside the city indigenous people?
Obviously not!
The Mapuche people could not have come in horse-drawn carriages, let alone steam engines.
"Sir, is that a steam locomotive?"
"Steam locomotive? What about the railway?"
As the defender of the city, even though he didn't know who the enemy he was facing was, Second Lieutenant Philip still made a quick decision when looking at the small army outside the city.
First send a priest to inquire about the other party's identity and purpose of coming.
"Tell Second Lieutenant Philip that he has one hour to decide whether to surrender. If he does not surrender after that time, our army will launch an attack!"
"Remember, it's only one hour!"
After saying these words, Zhu Xianhai, who was riding on the horse, looked at Biedma proudly. At this time, he even regretted a little, why didn't he bring a camera?
If this photo had been taken, a few years later, this "Picture of the Founding Fathers of the Nation" would have been placed in a museum in Nanhua, and the world would have felt that his figure was incomparably majestic.
In a few years, there may be a bronze statue of the Fatherland standing here in the central square of Viedma.
The reason why I didn't bring it was because in these days, using a camera was a technical job. All the things taken together were as much as a carriage, and no one except Zhu Xianhai knew how to use them.
No, I have to train myself as a professional photographer!
At least take a photo of Dashuai Zhu’s majestic appearance!
The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying.
Weijiahai comes back to his hometown.
And the warriors are guarding all sides...
This song is magnificent!
Feeling proud, Zhu Xianhai had already changed Biedema's name to "Pingrong".
"After Viedma is captured, this place will be named Pingrong!"
how?
Isn’t it mighty?
Looking at each other, uh, if that flatterer Fang Zhanbo doesn’t come over, no one will flatter him!
Looking at Sun Hu, Wang Er and the others, Zhu Xianhai started to cry in his heart. No wonder none of you were officials in the Taiping Army. You couldn't even flatter people. Can you be promoted?
At this time, I will not say "The handsome man is mighty!"
Of course, facing these enemies who appeared out of nowhere, Second Lieutenant Philip not only did not surrender, he even ordered his troops to fire back.
"Not only did they not surrender, they dared to resist."
Faced with Philip's stubborn resistance, Sun Hu, Wang Er and others all asked for help.
"Commander, the last general is willing to lead a team to attack the city!"
"Commander, I only need a small team of soldiers and horses to take down this city..."
Why are they scrambling so much? Isn’t it because Viedma City... only has a wooden wall? What are they - South China Grenadiers!
A wooden wall like that can be used to block the Mapuche people, but blocking them is just a dream. Just throw in an explosive pack and blow down half of the wall, and then just load the Henry rifle.
Facing the captains who were eager to fight, Zhu Xianhai first asked them to talk about their respective attack plans. The three stooges were all Zhuge Liang. Moreover, the "Pre-war Zhuge Liang Conference" was also a tradition for the Chinese army to fight against the common people.
What grenade cover, crawling to engage the enemy, explosive packets blasting the wall, and then the infantry advances...
To put it bluntly, it is to try the "epoch-making infantry tactics" taught by Zhu Xianhai here.
After listening to them describe their respective siege plans, Zhu Xianhai smiled.
"When fighting, you must give full play to your own advantages, Wang Anping."
Driving a steam tractor... No, Wang Anping of the steam tank replied loudly.
"have!"
"Grenadiers cover, tanks take the lead, directly push away the wooden wall, and ride-on infantry cover..."
Accompanied by the roar of the steam engine and billowing black smoke coming from the chimney of the steam tank, the tank slowly drove towards Viedma again.
"It, what is it?"
In shock, the guards of Viedma were all shaken by the deafening whistle.
"Devil, this, this must be the devil..."
Even though the people in Viedma had seen steamships and heard their whistles more than once, they were still a little confused when faced with this roaring approaching chariot.
"Quick, quick, cannon,..."
Second Lieutenant Philip shouted in horror. Following his order, the gunners immediately operated the only bronze field gun. Once upon a time, this field gun had cost the Mapuche their lives time and time again.
Aim, shoot...
Of course, the shells were empty. In these days, the accuracy of smoothbore cannons is really touching.
Of course, its rate of fire is also touching. After one shot hit the target, the gunners immediately adjusted the gun's firing range, trying to hit the roaring steam monster...