Chapter 432 Falk Oil

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While Captain Aldorp fled back to his ranks, Governor Fairburg was restlessly awaiting the outcome of the battle.

Beder, who reinforced the end of the northern line, had been defeated, and not only did not a single soldier escape back, but even two transport ships got in, and there was no return.

The scene of the two reconnaissance ships being beaten until they were shot and sank was witnessed by Fort Felburg, who had been watching the battle from a distance from the balcony with binoculars.

Looking at the sinking wreckage of the transport, Felburg was shocked and angry.

At the end of the small northern line, more than 200 musketeers were sent to reinforce it, which was already quite a lot, but I didn't expect it to be all meat buns, and it didn't even make a splash.

"Epsom! Pustule! ”

Fairburg scolded hatefully.

This devil pulls out the devil, the battle is like this, and he doesn't know how to command, isn't he usually very powerful?

Back in the office, Felburg immediately summoned the servant Basten.

"You...... Immediately arrange for a reconnaissance ship to go to Taijiang to inquire about the battle situation. ”

"Yes, sir."

Basten was as calm as ever, and hurried away with a blank face.

Listening to the faint sound of cannons, Feuerburg tightened his brows and paced back and forth anxiously, his heart like fifteen buckets of water—seven up and eight down.

The northern front was defeated in a battle, and now, it depends on the southern front, which is all his hope......

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Before a meal, Basten returned.

Behind him, the grizzled Captain Aldorp.

As soon as he saw Aldorp's appearance, Felburg's heart suddenly cooled in half.

This is, defeated again?

"My subordinates did their best, my lord......"

Before Fairburg could speak, Aldorp hunched over and reported in a trembling voice, "Those Chinese are all outlaws......"

"Outlaws?"

Fairburg blushed and shouted, "Who can go into battle is not an outlaw, what about your courage?" ”

"This ......"

Aldorp was clearly still apprehensive, "The Chinese guy swung up with a tofu knife...... It's ......."

"Tofu knife?"

Fairburgh stood up and leaned forward, staring at him with angry eyes, "Is it more powerful than your musket?" ”

"They ......"

Aldorp's body trembled slightly, and he snorted and said, "They came prepared, and they went one after another, and my men didn't have time to go ashore to line up......"

"You ......"

Felburg held back his anger and asked coldly, "Didn't you send someone to answer the description?" ”

"No, not a single ......"

"Fack!"

"Phew!"

Fairburg finally broke out.

He grabbed an inkwell on the table and slammed it to the floor, squirting a barrage of expletives: "Fake! Falk Oil! ”

Who are these people!

Usually deal with the natives one by one than a cow, and when they really fight, they look like bears, don't they know how to cooperate?

"The fleet is back, my lord!"

At this time, Basten, who had already left, suddenly ran in.

Uncharacteristically out of breath!

"Coming back?"

Felburg's heart sank, and a sense of despair rose at once.

Looking at Basten's face, he must have been defeated again!

If it wins, the fleet should take advantage of the victory and go to the city of Prominsha, how can anyone come back so quickly.

"How many are back?"

Felburg raised his trembling arm and asked in a panic.

"Only...... Only the Bomaria, my lord. ”

"What?"

Felburg gasped sharply and asked urgently, "What about Weidmann?" Where's my Hector? ”

"No, I didn't come back."

Basten's voice was as small as a mosquito's call.

"Ah......h

Feuldberg's head exploded, and he slumped into his chair.

Aldorp and Basten stood with their bows bowed, not daring to say a word.

"You all go out ......"

After a long silence, Felburg raised his arm and shook it weakly.

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Outside the city, in the camp that Zheng Jun had just set up, flags were displayed and crowded.

The camp stretches out along the two wings of the Taijiang River, stretching for more than three miles, and at this moment, the area from the simple wharf to the camp gate is full of traffic, and the river is endless, and many soldiers are still busy carrying supplies to the shore.

On a high ground in the east of the city, Zheng Chenggong was wearing cotton armor, holding a knife on his waist, and was leading several henchmen and generals to reconnoiter before the battle.

Although the red city in front of him is already a lonely city, the red hair in the city is waiting for it and refuses to surrender.

If it doesn't fall, then there is only destruction!

However, it seems that the level of fortification of the Dutch Red Fur is indeed not bad, this city with several floors is staggered, layer upon layer of fortification, and the defense is quite strong, not like it can be taken by a single charge.

The main area of the city is not very large, there are only dozens of zhang around, but it is at least three or four zhang high, and the breast wall of the outer city alone is more than two zhang high.

In addition, the terrain chosen by the red hair to build the city is also quite tricky - the whole city is built on an irregular earthen hill.

To the east of this hill, next to a steep peak, there seems to be no way out, and the west and south sides are much higher than the surrounding area, and there is not enough room for attack.

The only way to attack the city was to the north of the city, which was in the direction of the river bank, and if you wanted to attack the city, you had to climb up the mound along the pass.

The mound is not small, the castle only occupies the southern half of the mound of the mound and there is still a large open space left in the north of the city, which is the place where the red hair is left for the non-military personnel to live.

Originally, there were some houses here, and Hongmao built auxiliary houses such as merchants, granaries and stables here, as well as some shops and many houses, which stretched to the riverside under the earthen hill.

However, before the army had landed, the red fur set fire to it in a rage, and the place was almost flattened.

In this way, the red hair in the city is condescending, the horizon is broad, and the range advantage is taken.

To make matters worse, the castle's firepower is not evenly distributed, not only is the city staggered, but there are several protruding round forts around the breastwork.

Each round fort looked like a turret, with firing holes on the upper floors, and its crossfire from the front and back blocked the access to the city.

Zheng Chenggong frowned slightly, his eyes fixed on the round castle protruding from the northernmost part.

This tall round fort is different, not only is it very large, but it also protrudes all the way to the river bank, and it seems to be about fifty paces away from the main city......

"Honorable Marquis,"

Looking at the sky, Zheng Chenggong called Shi Lang and said in a deep voice, "Before dark, can you take this round castle first?" ”

"Is the prince going to take it in its entirety, or will it be destroyed?"

Shi Lang looked at the front and arched his hand.

Zheng Chenggong turned his head to look at him and said with a smile: "You want to ...... Open the way with a powder bag? ”

As soon as Shi Lang spoke, Zheng Chenggong guessed his mind at once, this guy can't hide the treasure, and the hundreds of gunpowder packets sent by Qinchuan Hou have long wanted to try their power.

"Lord, there must be a lot of red-haired artillery in the fort,"

Shi Lang grinned embarrassedly, "If the prince allows it, the last general will naturally cherish the lives of his sons." ”

"Accurate!"

Zheng Chenggong's eyebrows stretched, and he waved his big hand and said, "Go and prepare, bring all the stone throwers of your department, and attack immediately, and Ben Shuai will watch the battle here." ”

"The last general obeys!"

Shi Lang clenched his fists and replied with confidence, "Make sure that you have a foothold for the army before dark." "Please Baidu "Throw Book Network" Thank you for your support!