"Bang bang bang..."

Suddenly there was a burst of gunfire, and the literati who wanted to surrender were shot in the back. Their bodies rushed forward and fell to the ground, dying.

It turned out to be a servant hiding in the Confucius Temple. When he saw someone surrendering, he fired a gun and killed him.

They are not servants in the ordinary sense, but masters who were bought by the gentry and landlords at high prices. There are also some bandits who have been dispersed. They are basically desperadoes...

Hearing the gunshots inside, Liu Guoneng guessed that there must be internal coaxing. He shook his head speechlessly and then asked his general:

"Are the grenades ready?"

The general manager shook his head helplessly:

"General, there are only a few grenades, it seems they are not enough..."

They were not the National Guard, and they did not have many grenades. They had never thought that they could use grenades to deal with these gentry and landlords!

In the distance, Li Mi saw Liu Guoneng leading his men to surround the Confucius Temple. He immediately whispered a few words to his men, and the two hundred people quickly disappeared on the street...

"Squeak, squeak, squeak..."

At this time, a cavalryman from the general banner came not far from Liu Guoneng and others. Looking at the equipment of these soldiers, they seemed to be the Tiger Army under Huang Degong's command.

Just when Liu Guoneng was about to step forward to ask, the leader raised his hand and saluted him:

"General Liu, Marshal Huang asked us to send you two artillery pieces for your use..."

Sure enough, it was the Tiger Army. Liu Guoneng asked hurriedly:

"Thank you. When will Huang Shuai enter the city?"

"General Liu, our Tiger Army has taken over Wuxi, Zhenjiang, Suzhou and other prefectures. Huang Shuai is in Suzhou, and the one who took over Wuxi is General He Bao!"

After the commander-in-chief said this, he waved his hand to the back, and two field guns were pulled over by war horses.

Liu Guoneng nodded:

"Thank you General, one is enough!"

"The artillery has been delivered. Let's go back and deliver the mission. Say goodbye!"

The general flag of Huben Army saluted Liu Guoneng again, and then led his men to leave. They had just entered Wuxi and had to maintain stability everywhere.

Seeing the two artillery pieces, Liu Guoneng chuckled and said:

"Brothers," set up cannons and fire them up for me to see how long these traitors can hold on."

"Here!"

The cannon was quickly set up, and the shells were loaded into the muzzle, ready to be fired at any time...

"No, if there are cannons set up outside, do they still dare to bombard the Confucius Temple?"

There were also gentry landlords who saw the red cannon being set up through the crack in the door. Of course, their expressions changed, their legs began to tremble, and unknown objects flowed out of their lower bodies...

When they heard the red cannons being set up outside, the literati who had been coaxing and vomiting sweet fragrance just now were completely panicked, and many people began to cry.

Seeing the scholar in such a miserable condition, one of the judges roared angrily:

"Why are you crying? You think they dare to bombard the Confucius Temple, Confucius and even the Holy Master? I don't believe they dare to fire."

This person's words instantly made these gentry forget their fear, and they all said:

"Yes, we don't believe they dare to bombard the Confucius Temple. Maybe they just scare us and want us to come out and die."

"Yes, it must be like this. Don't be afraid, everyone. We can hang the portrait of Kong Sheng in front of the door. They will definitely not dare to fire..."

There are always more solutions than difficulties, and these gentry immediately began to look for the portrait of Confucius.

Of course, there was no shortage of portraits in the Confucius Temple. Soon, portraits of Confucius were hung everywhere in front of the gate and on the walls.

Looking at their masterpieces, many people began to laugh:

"That's it. With the protection of the Holy Master's portrait, there will no longer be any problems. If you want to fight with us scholars, they are too young..."

The atmosphere in the Confucius Temple suddenly became lively, and the gentry once again fully demonstrated the arrogance of southern scholars.

The Jinyi guards and soldiers outside were all waiting for the order to fire. Suddenly they noticed changes in the Confucius Temple and hurriedly reminded Liu Guoneng:

"General, look, what are those gentry doing?"

Liu Guoneng raised his head and looked in the direction of their fingers, only to see a few portraits being pushed out by the gentry.

A portrait also began to hang on the wall from inside. Their coquettish behavior made Liu Guoneng a little confused.

He was an old man. He knew nothing about Confucius and had never seen such a portrait.

He hurriedly asked the soldiers around him:

"What do they mean? Whose portrait is hanging there?"

Most of his subordinates were former peasant soldiers. Who knew the old man in the portrait? He shook his head hurriedly:

"I don't know, it's used to ward off evil spirits..."

A little flag's eyes lit up and he said hurriedly:

"General, it might be Jiang Ziya..."

"Hahaha, even Jiang Ziya moved out. They have never entered the Confucius Temple, so they don't know who the portrait is..."

Seeing that the soldiers outside did not recognize Kong Sheng, the people inside started to arrogantly introduce the man in the portrait to Liu Guoneng and the others while laughing at the mud-legged man.

"You guys out there, take a look at these portraits. He is the God of Confucius in the hearts of us scholars. If you dare to bombard the Confucius Temple and destroy his portrait, scholars all over the world will not let you go. The same goes for the current Emperor.

You are scholars, you have to think about the consequences, hahahaha..."

When he heard that the portrait was actually Confucius, Liu Guoneng's face suddenly showed a wonderful expression. He was also worried that it was a portrait of Emperor Hongwu. When he heard that it was Confucius, he burst into laughter:

"Hahaha, you are a bunch of idiots. Don't talk about a portrait of Confucius. Even if the old man is present in person, as long as he dares to protect the rebellious ministers and traitors, I will arrest him and bring him to justice. Someone will come and shoot me."

"Here!"

The Ming Dynasty is gradually transitioning from cold weapons to hot weapons, and almost all arms are involved in hot weapons.

Now Lian Jinyiwei is not only able to use cold weapons, but also can use firearms skillfully.

Liu Guoneng gave the order, and several general flags and small flags under his command began to busy loading cannon shells and calibrating. After working for a long time, they lit the cannon fuse:

"Rumble..."

"Bang bang"

Two solid bullets suddenly came out of the gun and passed by the wall of the Confucius Temple. Fortunately, there was an open space behind and there were very few people on the street, otherwise accidental injuries would definitely occur...

Liu Guoneng immediately covered his eyes:

"Ni Niang..."

Several general banners and Xiaoqi scratched their heads in embarrassment, hurriedly started working again, and lit the fire again after a while:

"Rumble..."

With an experience and a short distance, two cannonballs finally bombarded the wall in front of the Confucius Temple:

"Bang bang..."

As the shells hit the wall, the entire Confucius Temple was shaking violently...

The Confucius Temple is not a military defense fortress, so how can it withstand the baptism of cannons?

The two shells directly penetrated the wall and blasted into the temple. After landing, they bounced and killed more than a dozen gentry, landlords and servants...

"It's incredible, they dared to open fire on the Confucius Temple. It's over now..."

Seeing that the wall was blown down and several of the servants guarding inside were beaten to death, the gentry suddenly became a mess, crying for their fathers and mothers...

But the bombardment did not end, and then the second round of two solid bullets hit the wall again, directly destroying a wall.

Seeing that the Confucius Temple was about to turn into ruins, many gentry and landlords inside almost fainted from fright, and they huddled in corners and did not dare to move...

"Rumble..."

Two more artillery shells were bombarded in the Confucius Temple. This time the shells were no longer solid shells, but exploded shells.

After the two explosive bombs exploded, iron beads and gravel flew everywhere, killing dozens of people inside.

Those servants were almost all killed by artillery shells because they were located further outside.

Seeing that it was almost done, Liu Guoneng waved his hand:

"Rush in and kill the resisters on the spot, while others will capture them alive."

"Here!"

A group of soldiers marched into the Confucius Temple with swords raised, and immediately killed anyone who resisted.

Facing the wolf-like soldiers, the gentry had no power to fight back. Most of them were killed and the others were escorted out of the Confucius Temple.

The gentry and landlords thought that they and their families would surely be doomed, so they began to carry out their usual trolling style and pointed the finger at the leader one after another.

"Sir, please spare your life. We were also forced to do this. We were all fooled by Xie Wanliang. He is the mastermind of our operation."

When Liu Guoneng heard this, he was secretly amused. The Ming Dynasty scholar was so awesome that he confessed the mastermind before even being interrogated.
To be continued...