Perhaps it was because the Qing army did not allow its reputation of being "invincible" to be tarnished, or maybe they really couldn't delay too long under Yantai Fort, in short, they sent a large number of troops again after waiting for more than an hour. This time they numbered about 1,500 men, about 1,500 men, and at the forefront were some shield wagons made of wood, which were small in size but provided some cover for the soldiers. In particular, it has strong frontal protection and can withstand the fire of bullets, but this kind of shield car is somewhat weak under the bastion system on the east coast, because they obviously cannot protect against blows from the side.

But at this time, you can't ask for too much, and you can provide a little bit of it. So, a large group of Qing troops shrank behind the shield cart and pushed the shield cart forward. On both sides of the shield cart, there were also some Qing soldiers holding large shields, which was to protect against attacks from the flanks. With the protection of the shield cart, although the Qing army marched a little slower, the casualties did reduce somewhat. Because some long-distance ricocheting bullets can no longer deal an effective blow to them, this kind of ricocheting projectiles that were already at the end of the crossbow can still take the lives of a large number of Qing soldiers, but now they are obviously much safer.

After three shield carts were destroyed, the remaining seven or eight shield carts rushed to the city one after another. At this time, artillery shells, bows and arrows, and lead bullets flew sideways at the two towers of Yantai Fort A and B, especially the grape bombs that came from both sides and the flowering bullets that exploded in the air, and the Qing army was unable to defend at all. The big shields in their hands could only defend against bows and arrows, and they couldn't even defend against lead bullets within fifty or sixty meters, let alone the fragments of shells and grapes that were scattered around. However, this group of Qing troops still stubbornly rushed to the city of Yantai Fort. Then the auxiliaries carrying the ladder set it up to the city wall.

A large group of Qing soldiers with short weapons had just come out from behind the shield cart. Just listen to "Boom! Rumble! The sound of explosions was incessant. Dense hand-thrown bombs were dropped from the city. These explosive bombs first blew up the unarmored auxiliaries to the point of crying father and mother, and then some Qing soldiers who were closer to the explosion point were also killed and injured a lot. Some oil canisters were also thrown from the top of the city on the shield cart of the Qing army, and the rockets that followed quickly ignited it, and the Qing army suddenly couldn't hide, and they all appeared from behind the shield cart. Seeing this, the soldiers on the east bank of the city seized the opportunity, and the Qing army fell in pieces.

However, the Qing army also seized the opportunity of the soldiers on the east coast to lean out and counterattack, although their bows and arrows caused very little damage to the east coasters. But some of the buckshot fired by the bird-gunners at close range still hit some of the Stand Up soldiers. Their plate armor could not withstand lead bullets at such close range, so some of the less fortunate East Coast Men were shot and killed. The battle was fought in such a stalemate, and the Qing army was numerous, although the casualties were not small, but they still fought to the death, which was perhaps the most tenacious Qing army encountered by the people on the east coast since the two sides began.

However, no matter how high the morale and tenacious the will, people are flesh and blood after all, and they cannot hold on for a long time under the combined blows of shells, shrapnel, arrows, and lead bullets from all directions. Soon, after the Qing soldiers who climbed the ladder twice were hit into a hornet's nest by bullets from the left and right, the Qing army, which was dead and wounded, finally could not hold on. After leaving behind seven or eight hundred corpses, the remaining soldiers scattered in a hurry, leaving behind the blazing shield carts. The girl ran back.

Dong Xueli looked at the retreating soldiers in front of him with red eyes and panting. His old brothers suffered heavy casualties in the offensive just now, and at least more than 300 old brothers who followed him from Ningxia to Shaanxi, then to Beijing, and then to Henan were killed on the spot. Such a veteran has nothing to say about his fighting will and skills, and he is also loyal to his old Dong, don't look at the nearly 3,500 people under him, but such an old brother is only a thousand and a half after many battles, which is the capital he relies on to survive in troubled times. But now that he has lost so much at once, how can he not be angry! How not to be heartbroken!

Since they fought quite tenaciously, the Eight Banners who supervised the battle did not embarrass them too much. The old brothers who retreated were red-eyed and relatively speechless with Dong Xueli, they fought too badly. More than 1,500 people who went up were killed and wounded, and more than 700 people, almost half of them, when did they suffer such severe injuries? Even if they were surrounded by the Dashun army in Meng County a while ago, the defense of the city for more than half a month plus the final breakthrough only caused them to lose more than 1,000 people, but under this bullshit city, more than 700 people were gone, and there were even more than 300 old brothers.

If they hadn't retired too early and would have been beheaded by the Warlords, they wouldn't have wanted to fight this Rausch battle a long time ago! Thinking about the whistling of shrapnel around at that time, the sound of arrows breaking through the air, the sound of iron bullets, screams, shouts, and angry scolding, the sound is still in my ears, so many brothers have quietly fallen in this environment, and many of them are even old people who have followed all the way from Ningxia.

"This city can't be defeated!" Avoiding the Eight Banners of the Warlord, some people quietly asserted that his views aroused the echo of many people. They had just stepped back from the front, and they knew best what was going on on the battlefield. In their opinion, the frontal battlefield of this broken Yantai Fort is narrow, and it is completely impossible to spread its troops, and no matter how many people there are, they can only stare in waves, and others can only stare dryly in the back. And the yellow-clothed thieves on the east coast in front of him have sharp guns and powerful firepower, which is completely beyond the flesh and blood to fight.

Dong Xueli first cautiously glanced at the Zhenglan Banner clothed minions who were still far away from them, and then glared at these old subordinates fiercely, but he didn't say anything. He knew what this battle was like, and today Hauge sent seven teams of men and horses to attack the city in turn, but they all retreated. To tell the truth, everyone has tried their best, and he Dong Xueli dared to pat his chest and say that he didn't hide any thoughts in the battle just now, and he didn't let his old brothers retract their efforts, but he really couldn't beat it!

On the left side of this Yantai Fort is the quagmire and on the right is the control area of those deck ships, and the narrow area on the front can be attacked by the attackers. I don't know what the yellow-clothed thief who built this fortress thought at the beginning, he actually chose the lair in such a desperate place, this broken terrain, even if there is an army of 100,200,000, it will be in vain, and he can't show his strength at all! You can only send so many 2,000 men to attack it forever, and the yellow-clothed thief artillery is so fierce, plus some soldiers who dare to fight, it is easy to defend the city, and it will not be able to fight until next year.

Today is already the fourth day, and the fifty or sixty thousand troops are staring at each other under such a small city, although there are only more than 3,000 dead and wounded, it doesn't seem to be very big, but the question is how many people did your opponent the yellow-clothed thief injure? They only killed or wounded a dozen or twenty people, did you make it?

Dong Xueli turned his head to look at the huge luxurious tent in the rear camp, and the commander of the army, Prince Su of the Qing Dynasty, Haoge, was inside. What the hell was he thinking? Dong Xueli secretly slandered in his heart, this Manchu nobleman may not have expected that it would be so difficult to fight a small Yantai Fort at the beginning. Those yellow-clothed thieves are full of more than 10,000 people, and he Haoge is the respect of a prince and a pro-commander army, how can there be any reason not to go down in one go? But now things are obviously deadlocked here, the artillery battle can't beat people, and the red-coated cannons transferred from Jinzhou have lost a full six; And now that the ant annex is attacking the city, it is quite unsmooth, and there are many casualties, how should this matter end now?

What Hao Ge thinks Dong Xueli didn't know, but soon the herald's coat brought the order that today's battle was over, and the various departments strictly adhered to the order of the camp, which made Dong Xueli slightly relieved. It has been so long since the battle was fought today, and the morale of the troops was so low that it was really not appropriate to fight any further.

Early in the morning of March 13, a large number of people were driven out of the camp by the Baoyi, and then they carried large bundles of firewood, wooden planks, dirt bags and other things, and headed towards the mud swamp area to the left of Yantai Fort. The cavalry of the Eight Banners still formed a loose formation outside the camp, not only to prevent the people from the east coast from going out of the city to cover up, but also to supervise the hard work of these people.

This is to fill out a passage in this endless mire area! Dong Xueli sighed secretly, this Prince Su of the Qing Dynasty seemed to be unwilling after all, he seemed to want to try to attack the castle of the yellow-clothed thief from the west.

However, Dong Xueli is very optimistic about this idea. Not to mention that the yellow-clothed thieves are not blind, they can see the movements of the Qing army at the head of the city, and they will naturally make corresponding targeted deployments; Just looking at the structure of Yantai Fort, Dong Xueli found that attacking the western city wall would be attacked by fire from three directions, which was basically the same thing as the front. The terrain to the west is even worse, where there is a large lake (artificial reservoir), and the distance between the lake and the front of the city wall is only a short hundred steps. At this distance, it is impossible to deploy troops, and sending people is purely to send them to death. Rather than this, it would be better to send two thousand men from the east, where the walls are three hundred paces from the sea, but the gunboats parked on the sea by the yellow-clothed pirates are a threat, and they are still inappropriate after all.

After such an analysis, Dong Xueli could only despair to find that he had once again proved that they really had no way to take this small fortress, even if they were willing to pay the price of heavy casualties to attack. I believe that the people here are not the only ones Dong Xueli has seen this fact clearly, and many other people have not understood it at first, but after observing the battle process in the past few days, they have long lost any illusions in their minds, and they know very clearly in their hearts that this city cannot be captured.

But no one wants to be the first to say it. Especially generals such as Hexuan, Li Shutai, Emengge, Tulai, and Ke Yongsheng, they know in their hearts that the dead are cannon fodder anyway, and they can't anger Prince Su because of their life and death, right? (To be continued......)