"I didn't expect this Han fleet and other artillery to be so ferocious, how about the casualties of our army?"

Finally survived until dark, the tower platform on the city wall is now dilapidated, and the general who defends the city, Suoli, who is fully armed but still does not feel safe and has palpitations, has the opportunity to reorganize his soldiers at this time.

A dense artillery fire not only destroyed most of the fortifications in front of the entire city, but also smashed the huge base soldiers arranged on this city wall, countless soldiers were directly blown into pulp, and many became dying serious injuries, even if they survived, Sori didn't think they could still have any fighting ability, and even the minimum living ability was over.

"Returning to the general, our army has lost more than 6,700 soldiers, 388 elephants, and 812 war horses!"

"In addition, more than 20,000 people have been killed or injured in the city, and the buildings in the city have been damaged by four or five percent, and the fire caused by it has just been brought under control."

The adjutant returned with a sad face, they hadn't seen the figure of the Hongtang army yet, and the soldiers defending the city had already lost a small half, which was a great blow to the psychology of the soldiers.

The Burmese military, which had strong confidence and was convinced that it had an advantage in both combat strength and the terrain on which it was stationed, and that it was almost impossible to lose, had begun to waver in the face of the powerful artillery of the Hongtang fleet.

"Tomorrow I don't know if this Hongtang army will bomb our city as it does today, if so, tomorrow's battlefield layout must be adjusted, otherwise the losses will be heavy."

General Sori frowned, a large part of the reason for the heavy losses of the soldiers today is that there was a problem with the layout before the war, they placed too many troops on the wall opposite the coastline, so that the power of the intensive artillery fire of the Hongtang army was brought into full play, and the Burmese military suffered heavy losses.

Therefore, taking advantage of the current temporary truce, General Solri began to readjust the layout and prepare for the next battle.

Only after really fighting with the Hongtang fleet did Admiral Sori clearly understand why the Hongtang army was able to dominate such a large sea area as the South Sea.

In the face of such a great artillery fire from the other side, General Sori already had a little bad premonition in his heart, and at the same time, the confidence in his heart began to waver.

In recent years, under the influence of the rise of Hongmen, the Burmese Dynasty has not had a real major war in the Burmese military, except for the disputes brought about by the poor people at the bottom and the rebellion of the jungle ethnic minorities.

Today, in addition to looking up to their ancestors and increasing their confidence, the real battlefield psychological quality and combat strength are still at the point where they have not been tested in actual combat.

Judging from today's one-sided devastation of the war, it seems that the fighting power of the Burmese soldiers is not as strong as they think they are, which is also the conclusion that Sori has reached after holding the front line for a day.

Taking advantage of the darkness of the night, Sori quickly arranged his troops and used what he thought was a more reasonable tactic to deal with the unknown battle tomorrow.

Time flies, and the overnight rectification, platoon, and other Sori, finally rushed before dawn, arranged his inner draft, and did not wait for him to take the opportunity to rest for a while, the cannon of the Hongtang fleet, which had been silent all night, accompanied by the rising sun in the east, opened the roar that woke up the soldiers and civilians in the city.

However, the movement of Hongtang's army today is different from yesterday, and the ten warships that were originally lined up three or four miles away are gradually approaching the wharf that reaches the city with the shelling of the rotation of ships.

At the same time, yesterday's artillery fire, which was like a scattered flower and aimed at covering the entire city, is more concentrated on the city's coastal walls. As the Hongtang battleships approached the city, the more accurate their shells became, but the gates to the south of the city were crumbling and beaten like a sieve.

Of course, the southern city wall, which had already been devastated for several hours yesterday, was also dilapidated, and cracks were already torn in many places an inch wide, and no one knew when these cracks would cause the walls of the area to collapse.

After more than an hour of intensive bombardment, a city wall gradually collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye, kicking up a puff of gray-yellow smoke and dust, and more and more walls began to fall with rubble residues.

Eventually, it wasn't until the city collapsed into a gap large enough to accommodate four or five wagons that the cannon fire of the Hongtang fleet gradually stopped venting.

"Dock! Dock! Prepare for landing operations! ”

With less than 4,000 soldiers, Zhao Simei wanted to capture this city that was said to be garrisoned by at least 15,000 people, but he was not worried at all, but his face was full of excitement and strong murderous intent.

The change of formation of the Hongtang fleet was still a little bold, and the Burmese General Sori who was sticking to his post saw it, and then he also issued an urgent order to send people to drive the surviving Burmese soldiers to plug the gap that was blown up by artillery fire.

"Let the elephants prepare!!"

"Let them be placed behind the infantry team, and if the infantry can't stop the Han army, the elephant soldiers will press me up and fill this hole!"

Admiral Sori was a little caught off guard by the sudden landing of Hongtang's army, because in this era when even firearms were not yet fully popularized, the Hongtang fleet's shallow infantry and artillery coordinated combat tactics could always achieve good results.

Sori's response was not unfast, but his soldiers were destroyed by the artillery, which created a big shadow, and until the artillery fire stopped on the sea, they did not dare to climb out of the caves and stone buildings where they were hiding to fight, not to mention that the soldiers of the Hongtang fleet also managed to land while firing.

By the time the first batch of more than 1,000 Hongtang fighters rushed to the edge of the collapsed wall, the Burmese soldiers had not even built a complete defensive line.

Walking through the ruins, the first thing to greet the Burmese warriors was not the three- or four-foot-long flintlock muskets in the hands of the Hongtang soldiers, but the grenades that fell from the sky. As the grenade exploded on the line of the Burmese warriors, who had barely formed a defensive line, the Hongtang warriors emerged and used the wreckage of the city wall to attack the Burmese soldiers on the other side.

The defensive line that had been built with great difficulty was destroyed by the Hongtang army almost effortlessly, and the elephant soldiers who happened to be moving forward bulkly were just in place at this time.

Seeing this, after scolding his incompetence in his heart, General Sori waved his hand and let the elite elephant soldiers in their hands charge.

(End of chapter)