The artillery of the Red Embedded City became sparse, while the artillery of the Jinhua Rebels outside the city became denser, and the twelve-pounder cannon joined the attack sequence. [No pop-ups. 】

Thousands of captives rushed in front, followed by musketeers in groups of five, combing through the outer castles of the Red Castle like combs.

But the main task was to attack the small castle of the Dutch, the walls of which were quite high, five or six meters higher than the second-story wall, and many places were blown open breaches, and in some places they even collapsed, forming steep slopes.

In the troubled times, the captives began to charge without formation, and if they could make meritorious contributions, they would immediately become free people, and who didn't yearn for freedom.

But the rest of the Dutch people are not cats and dogs, and they can be intimidated by fear.

The only remaining artillery was firing, sand and stones, and when the cannon went down, a dozen or so captives fell to the ground, wounded quite badly, and the wails made the others tremble.

Zhang Qiang did not expect the Dutch to be so stubborn, he thought that with a cannon that was more powerful than the Dutch's artillery, with a shocking artillery bombardment, the enemy's confidence would soon be shaken, morale would soon collapse, and soon the enemy would hang up the white flag and surrender.

But at the moment, the enemy is still resisting.

The casualties of the captives were getting bigger and bigger, and enemy musketeers appeared at the head of the city, row after row, braving the artillery fire of the Jinhua rebels.

Zhang Qiang led a group of Ming generals to an intact city wall on the second layer of the outer city wall to watch the battle.

The surrounding area was controlled by a group of soldiers of the Zheng army, and the inner circle was Zhang Qiang's Jinhua Righteous Army's personal guard cavalry and other people's guards, Jia Ding.

The soldiers of the Jinhua Rebels quickly reacted, and the officers began to gather their troops, and the various units were deployed in turn, and the captives, under the control of the officers sent by the Jinhua Rebels, returned to safety, relying on the houses and buildings in the outer city to avoid the bullets and shells from the enemy.

Soon, the cannons outside the city pushed in, and the cannons were close to the S-fire, which was even more powerful, and the six 36 guns turned many Dutch musketeers into broken R, and many places collapsed.

The militia rushed in and began to take control of the outer city, and the regular army began to prepare for an assault on the enemy's walls.

This time, Zhang Qiang was ready to be a musketeer, although the muskets used by his soldiers were arquebuses, but the quality was better than that of the Dutch, who did not use many rifled guns, because rifled guns had not yet become the main equipment of Western armies at the moment because of their slow loading.

Most Western armies still use arquebuses, but there are a few people in the army who use rifled guns, and as for the rifled guns that Zhang Qiang captured and the Dutch who stabbed him, with Zhang Qiang's understanding of history, those rifled guns will definitely be eliminated.

Because those rifled guns have many problems, the delivery rate is not high, and they seem to be very advanced, but they are not remembered by history, then they must have been eliminated in the screening of history.

In Zhang Qiang's opinion, those rifled guns were very advanced, almost the same as the rifles of the later World War I.

If you improve it slightly, turn the steel wheel ignition into flint ignition, although the delivery rate is still not too high, but it can have a stable firing rate of seven or eight percent, and the S speed S is extremely fast, then it can make up for the loss of blind fire.

Think about it, five bullets, even if someone gets stuck because of the problem of feeding the ammunition, or there are other problems, if the minor problems are dealt with, they can continue to shoot S, and the speed is five times the enemy's S speed, at least about three times.

In the era of intensive queuing to shoot, the enemy shoots one bullet, because it is a smoothbore gun, the distance is too far, and fifty meters may not be able to hit the target you want, but I am fifty meters away, and if I want to hit you three times, I will definitely hit you, even if three can't hit you, there are teammates.

Teammates may not hit you with two, and one will definitely hit you if you aim at you, the advantage in numbers makes up for the advantage in accuracy, and the advantage in speed makes up for the disadvantage in mentality and speed, it may take a month to train a master, but it may only take five days to train a fool who can shoot and can shoot at the enemy from 50 meters away.

Increasing the delivery rate, reducing the failure rate, reducing the magazine to three bullets, turning the steel wheel into flint fire, the advanced nature and stability of this gun have been doubled, which is equivalent to six bullets hitting an enemy, and being able to aim is better than not knowing whether your bullets are flying towards the enemy or towards the sky.

Therefore, Zhang Qiang is ready to equip the troops with this kind of pistol next time.

This is much more powerful than the historical Suifu pistol, which can only shoot one bullet, and has a high blind fire rate, and has the problem of laborious reloading and slow reloading.

Now it's show time for these gunners.

The Dutch were tenacious, but when countless Jinhua Rebel musketeers braved the artillery fire, set up a formation at 80 meters, and struck at the Dutch on the city wall, the Dutch fell from the city wall like dumplings.

The Dutch arquebusiers also achieved some results, with stray bullets from their arquebuses injuring several unlucky guys, and one unlucky guy being shot in the head and dying.

De Boer stood on the main tower of the castle on the fourth floor, looking out with a telescope, his heart was about to bleed, those were his subordinates, in order to train them, he spent four years, so that these guys who were just sailors, farmers, vagabonds, thieves, and shed every drop of sweat in their bodies, but now, all they needed was a buckshot from the Jinhua Righteous Army, so that they didn't have to shed another drop of sweat, and began to bleed.

"Let the gunman shoot," he said to the lieutenant lying in a recliner with one arm hanging from his side.

The adjutant said to the new herald beside him, a young man who was no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, "Run, go and tell our boys to get to work." ”

"Yes, sir." The young man's immature voice and irregular salute.

"Poppy, his name is Poppy, the seventh son of a Catholic family." Adjutant to John Debord.

"What's the use of saying that? Hewyse, my old fellow, looks like we're going to report to the Lord today. John DeBoer sighed.

"John, surrender, I don't want to die so early." John de Boer's aide-de-camp, Huis Zwart, with a decadent and distorted face, addressed John de Boer, the commander of the guards of the Red Embedded City, in a low, mournful voice.

"No, never," John de Boer shouted as he jumped up like crazy.

"Don't think, Hewys, we've killed so many people, so many young men, so women and old men, I won't forgive the devil who turned this place into ruins with his cannons, and shattered countless families—" John de Boer waved his arms and threw the copper monocular in his hand against the stone walls of the castle.

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