The first to fire was of course the huge 48-pounder gun. [Full text reading. 】

Five hundred meters southwest of the 2,200-meter façade of the Red Castle facing the Dutch, four 48-pounder guns were distributed over a 100-meter position in a stacked fortress.

Every shelling set off a storm of dust, and it was basically impossible to see within thirty meters around, which was a big shortcoming, but it couldn't hide its huge power, the first time Qi S, smashed a few cracks of more than ten centimeters on the wall of a water chestnut in the Dutch's red embedded city, and the city wall obviously began to become swollen, and all the defenders on the city wall were either shocked to death, or they were at a loss, with blood in the corners of their mouths, and they didn't even know what to scream.

The three tiger squat guns, three two-pounder guns, one four-pounder gun, and one six-pounder cannon set up at the water chestnut were nowhere to be found, and they were all blown into parts and flew around, and these fragments and parts caused great damage to the Dutch infantry and militia on the city wall, as well as the auxiliary women and old people.

The front of the enemy's two-kilometer city wall, this water chestnut angle and in the middle, its side is the city gate, the huge cast iron jack gate separates the city gate from the outside world, the city gate is also cast of steel, this is the difference between the Dutch and the Chinese, their defense must be done to the extreme.

And the Chinese have too many cities, and the people are too poor, and the gates that can be made of wood will definitely not waste a little iron to cast.

John de Boer struggled to control his body, holding on to the second layer of the wall, standing at the window and looking out, only to see the front of the castle, a cannonball the size of a football, like a locust, flying towards the first layer of the city wall at a speed visible to the eyes of R.

"Boom"

"Boom"

The walls of the city were crumbling, and the enemy's artillery was fired one after another, except for the artillery that had just shaken the ground.

There were a lot of artillery, and on the front line alone, there were about thirty large-caliber guns firing at a distance of 500 meters.

The city wall was crumbling by bombing, and the soldiers he deployed on the first layer of the city wall were about seven hundred, and at this moment, there were very few people who could be seen by witnessing, roughly calculated, about a few dozen.

Bombardment also began about fifty meters from the rear, all against the first wall.

Soon he felt another great tremor under his feet, this time stronger than the previous one.

What he didn't know was that it was the addition of about five 36-pounder caron guns, combined with four 48-pounder guns, to hit the water chestnut S-shot that had been hit in the first S-shot just now.

The water chestnut collapsed under the bombardment of more than a dozen heavy caron guns of different calibers, forming a gentle slope.

And the city gate was also bombarded by the enemy's heavy caron guns, and the enemy's artillery was not bombarded head-on towards the city wall, but hung S, directly smashing the platform at the top of the city wall, the platform could not withstand the huge destructive force, and immediately cracked, and the shells of other artillery that followed up expanded these cracks again.

Now it seems that the enemy's position is shrouded in dust and gunsmoke, and those who don't know it think that the artillery in the castle is bombarding the enemy's position, but in fact, it is the dust raised by the dirt on the surrounding trenches caused by each bombardment by the enemy's heavy artillery, and the smoke of black gunpowder coming out of the muzzle.

"Counterattack, counterattack, order all artillery to counterattack," John de Boer shouted with his command knife drawn, pointing at the enemy's position in front of the castle.

But the herald beside him turned pale and just didn't move, "Why don't you fight back?" John de Boer asked, kicking a soldier over with a hard kick.

"My lord, where are we firing guns?" The herald asked.

Zhang Qiang's position was simply too wide, Zheng Jun had forced the Dutch* into the city, and defended the city, John de Boer forbade the soldiers to go out of the city to fight the enemy for fear of the loss of his limited forces, and he also prayed in his heart that Governor Yi could lead the fleet back to save him, and his troops were too small.

"Open artillery, no matter where, see the enemy's position, enemy artillery, hit when you see the enemy, all artillery fires." John DeBoer roared.

The herald answered, and dispersed with a bang, and went everywhere to deliver the order.

Zhang Qiang held a telescope and looked at the battlefield, and also said to the herald soldiers beside him, "Order the counterattack troops to enter the tunnel, and order the troops of the blasting operation to immediately take advantage of the smoke and dust to cover the battlefield, blow up the tunnel at a distance of 200 meters, and prepare to attack, so that the captured soldiers will go first, the arquebusiers will follow, and the infantry, archers, and crossbowmen will follow in formation." ”

Liu Guoxuan and Zheng Tai, Yu Xing looked at all this dumbfounded, not knowing what to say, it was too powerful, they had also seen the scene of artillery Qi S and artillery striking in turn, but they never thought that the cannon of the Jinhua Righteous Army was so powerful, can this city wall protect the people inside in the future?

This is their question.

The enemy artillery began to counterattack, and the artillery that survived on the walls, whether it was an eighteen-pounder, a twelve-pounder, or a nine-pounder, fired two pounder guns together.

The Dutch gunners, risking being smashed and turned into R sauce, began to fire back in the smoke and rain of bullets.

But apparently there were not many artillery pieces left on the first layer of the wall, and there were not many people who could help them carry the shells, and there were not many gunners who could use C as cannons.

By the time the second round of artillery fire began, they fired only a dozen shells, but after the second round of shelling, the enemy on the first layer of the city wall was completely silent.

But the artillery of the Jinhua rebels was still firing, the 48-pounder guns focused on the city gate and the collapsed water chestnut, the 36-pounder gun focused on the city gate and the enemy's other water chestnut platforms, and the 32-pounder gun began to fire on the second layer of batteries inside the city wall.

The 24-pounder guns fired at the enemy's arrow towers, towers, lookouts, and even some churches between the second and first levels of the walls.

For a while, between the second and first floors, the enemy auxiliary soldier J Flying Dog jumped, many buildings collapsed, and the fire began to spread.

The fire on the second level of the battery was weakened by the fire on the first floor, but the damage was not small at all, because the second level of the battery was built on top of the building.

Buildings were damaged by artillery and walls collapsed faster.

John de Boer closed his eyes, and his thirty guns were finished.

If you count the guns under twelve pounder, the eighty guns he deployed in the front line are finished.

There was smoke everywhere, there was war everywhere, and the walls of the first layer collapsed in many places, especially those water chestnuts, three of the four water chestnuts collapsed, forming an irregular gentle slope, and if the enemy rushed up, he was sure that everyone in the red city would not be spared.

He had heard of the Portuguese and Dutch soldiers who had escaped, and the Dutch hired sailors and gunners had told them about the way the Jinhua rebels had treated them, the foreigners, whom the Ming called the Tessians, and dragged them to the river, to the beach, and lined up to be shot, or thrown into a hard labor camp.

I heard that once the people there entered, they had no other way but to die, and I heard that the governor of the Ming army had a famous saying about these people, "Labor to death, and no one is spared." ”

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