The two sides completely suppressed with artillery fire at all costs, and the warships of the Qing army were sunk from time to time, and the battlements of the Ming army were also bombarded.

Soldiers on both sides were killed and wounded, but neither side chose to stop.

Because for them, it's a battle they can't afford to lose.

Shi Lang's determination is very strong, and Zheng Jing will never show weakness.

In general, no one can have an absolute upper hand in a short period of time.

Shi Lang wanted to reproduce the battle in which Zheng Chenggong took Zhenjiang, but the fleet was unable to approach the gate of Shuicheng for a long time, which made him very angry.

"Admiral, if you work harder, you just rely on a breath at this time. Whoever is more determined will have the last laugh. ”

Ma Fengzhi secretly slandered in his heart, what you said is good, you have also seen the artillery fire of the Ming army, isn't rushing up at this time to be cannon fodder.

In the end, Shi Lang still wants to use him to consume the Ming army's shells.

But Ma Fengzhi had no choice.

If he didn't show it, it would be insincere, and Shi Lang would be more targeted.

"Change the boat and rush under the water gate!"

Ma Fengzhi ordered ruthlessly.

Compared to large ships, small flat-bottomed sand boats have smaller targets and are less likely to be hit by artillery.

Of course, this does not mean that you will not be hit at all, but it just reduces the probability by a certain amount.

Ma Fengzhi can only minimize his losses at the moment and preserve his strength as much as possible.

But if he doesn't do anything at all, Shi Lang won't be able to pass this hurdle.

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Above the city, Zheng Jing naturally discovered the changes in the Qing army.

In water warfare, the combination of various ships can often have unexpected effects.

The boat rows fast, the goal is small and shares part of the risk. Even if sunk by artillery, the losses are acceptable.

In this way, the artillery bombardment of the Ming army became much more difficult, first of all, it was difficult to choose the target, and secondly, it was much more difficult to hit.

What is certain is that there will definitely be ships of the Qing army rowing under the gate of Shuicheng, and Zheng Jing must be prepared in advance.

"Tell the soldiers to prepare bows and arrows and firearms, and if any Tartars come to the city, they will shoot hard at the main hall!"

"Yes!"

Zheng Jing has already broken the kettle at this moment, and is ready to defend Zhenjiang to the death.

If Zhenjiang City is broken, he will die in the city and will never be a deserter.

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Braving rounds of shelling, a part of the Qing army's boats finally arrived outside the gate of Shuicheng.

They tied their boats together to act as pontoons, and then set up a row of ladders to climb up to the top of the city.

It's just that compared with the flat ground, this shaky state makes the ladder more unstable, and the slightest shaking will make the climbing Qing soldiers frightened, and they may fall down at any time.

"Be careful, help me stabilize the ladder!"

A half-crawling Qing soldier yelled at his companion.

If you fall, you will be half crippled, if not dead.

He finally managed to stabilize himself, and was about to continue climbing upward, when suddenly a rain of arrows shot from his head.

"Ahh

The Qing soldier was shot in the shoulder, and his body was in pain and almost fell.

He gritted his teeth and grasped the ladder with one hand, and with the other he struggled to pull the arrow out.

It's painful, but it's necessary.

Keeping the arrows on his shoulders would greatly affect the ease of his climbing, and even if he climbed to the top of the city, he would not be able to devote himself to the fight with the Ming army.

The Ming army at the head of the city is not good, and he is ready to fight to the death.

Helmets and armor can cover a large portion of the arrows, but they cannot protect against firebolts.

The soldier climbed a few more steps, but was shot through the chest by a buckshot projectile.

The blood poured out instantly, and he could no longer bear the pain, and his body fell backwards.

He was not lucky enough and fell directly into the river. Blood instantly stained the surface of the river.

After struggling for a moment, his body sank to the bottom of the river.

No one paid attention to the life or death of a single big soldier, and more Qing soldiers continued to climb towards the city.

Some of them were hit by arrows and guns, and some of them were lucky enough to avoid the shots and climb to higher positions.

Seeing this, Zheng Jing at the head of the city ordered: "Smash the rolling wood and stones!" Don't let a single Tartar climb to the top of the city! ”

Although he knew that it was only a matter of time before the Tartars attacked the city, Zheng Jing still had to show enough momentum in front of the soldiers.

As long as he doesn't coax, the soldiers won't coax.

Now is the tightest time, and he must withstand it.

The soldiers of the Zheng family army lifted the rolling wood and stones that had been prepared next to the battlement one after another, and smashed them down with all their might.

Those Qing soldiers who had finally climbed more than halfway through a lot of hard work were smashed like a piece of rotten meat.

There was a smell of blood in the air, but the smell was gradually diluted by the river.

The pontoon bridges erected by the Qing army became longer and longer, and more and more ladders were erected, and the number of Qing soldiers who climbed up also increased rapidly.

Gradually, the soldiers of the Ming army at the head of the city felt that they did not know what they were capable of, and they took care of one or the other.

"Let's join in."

Zheng Jing discovered this for the first time, and he must strangle the problem in the cradle. We must not wait for the morale of the army to collapse before calling on the people.

Although the people in the city don't know how to shoot arrows and shoot cannons, they are still able to carry stones and smash people.

In addition, the number of these people in the city is about 50,000, which is barely enough to cope with the siege of the Qing army.

The Shilang Cave in the distance is like watching the fire.

At least so far he's not in a hurry at all.

Don't look at the current Ming army can still withstand it, as long as the Qing army continues to press, there will always be a moment when their defense line will collapse.

At that time, it was the time for the Qing army to ascend to the head of the city and gain control of the head of Zhenjiang.

Shi Lang is not in a hurry, as long as he can finally take Zhenjiang, he will be able to accept it.

"General Shi, do you want to work harder."

Ma Fengzhi said in a weird way.

He was obviously provoking Shi Lang, after all, the main force of the previous siege was basically Ma Fengzhi's men, although Shi Lang also sent soldiers, but the number was very small, not even thirty percent.

Although Shi Lang drew a big cake for Ma Fengzhi, Ma Fengzhi still felt very unhappy.

And looking at it like this, Shi Lang won't be playing with him, right?

"Well, pass on the general's order to send another 10,000 men to attack the city."

Ma Fengzhi was in a slightly better mood when he heard this.

After Shi Lang sent an additional 10,000 men, the composition of the troops on both sides was basically four or six kai.

Although Ma Fengzhi still has more soldiers under his command, at least it is not as exaggerated as before.

"Admiral Ma, don't worry, Shi won't let you fight alone."

Shi Lang smiled at Ma Fengzhi and said, "When we have laid the credit for Zhenjiang, we will share it together." ”

Ma Feng said in his heart that this is not the same, and Shi Lang has a little conscience.

"That's good, we'd better take Zhenjiang quickly, in case we have too many dreams at night."

Ma Fengzhi is not as optimistic as Shi Lang, he always feels that if he can't solve it quickly, there will be big problems.

If Zheng Chenggong arrived, the Qing army would have no advantage in a fierce battle on the river.

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