It was getting dark, and the patrolling soldiers lit lanterns. Still dutifully "wandering" on the streets.

Today, nearly 3,000 Ming troops are stationed in the city, which is less than 20 square kilometers. The Ming army changed a group of people every two hours to patrol, and set up barricades with 3 catties of cannons at various important intersections, and 6 catties of cannons were pushed into the palace---- and the rebels in the city could not have artillery, and at most one or two tiger squat cannons were dragged into Ava City in broad daylight.

The tiger squat cannon is a firearm that Qi Jiguang attaches great importance to, and it has been praised a lot, but if you know what his improved model is, you will not think that the tiger squat cannon is of any use to this group of firepower-hungry Ming army---- Qing army changed the tiger squat cannon to a two-person carrying robbery, and the shells fired were less than a catty, even if it was an earthen wall packed with bricks, it was useless.

The main intersections are set up with butter torches sent out from the palace, Ava, just like the grass full of eyes, as long as they come out, they will be killed instantly by the Ming army wandering around in the grass!

Every half hour, the city of Ava resounded with a loud military song, as if it was sounding the countdown to death to the rats in the gutter with a majestic and powerful voice.

If you look closely in front of the Ming army, you can carefully see the beads of sweat on their faces and their fearless expressions. These veterans, who don't know how many Tartars they have killed and how many Burmese people have chopped, don't pay any attention to a group of rats who don't even have the courage to fight head-on.

This night, I wonder how many people will be able to sleep? The people were afraid that they would run out of food because they couldn't go out, needless to say, they would starve to death if they didn't jump out, but the soldiers of the two outposts escorted a prisoner could not guarantee that he would live to the palace. That night, Zhu Youlang even asked a few cronies and eunuchs to guard his bedside with flintlock pistols, which shows his fear of slow rules.

Time passed quietly, and it was dawn in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Jianfan led a sentry of Ming troops out of the city on time to patrol, they shouted trumpets and grabbed weapons, and they did not look afraid of being attacked suddenly. After walking around half of the city wall, the whole Ming army turned around and returned the same way.

"Master, I want to release my hands!" A small man Ming Jun came out of the line and said to the front.

Zhao Jingfan was very impatient, "Can't you wait to go back to the city?" ”

"I... I can't help it...", and a popping sound sounded behind him.

Zhao Jingfan covered his nose impatiently and waved his hand, "Straight lady thief, go and come back quickly!" ”

"The whole outpost is waiting here for me!"

There were no flags, but at the sound of an order, the whole outpost stopped as if it were one, and the soldiers pointed their spears to the sides to prevent a surprise attack--- outside the city was no more than inside the city.

After a while, the soldier ran out with his pants up, and when he passed by the front of the battle, Zhao Gongfan slapped him hard: "You are so lazy!" ”

The soldiers were used to it and just hurried back to the ranks. Zhao Gongfan's hand was stagnant in mid-air, and the whole person was stunned.

"You're back!"

The soldier numbly turned and ran back. "What's the matter?"

"Did you feel your pants wet when you let go of your hands?"

"Nope." The soldier was at a loss and didn't know why he was asking this.

A flash of lightning flashed through Zhao Jingfan's mind, and he gasped. He lit a small flag and told him to return to the city immediately.

"Master, what do you report when you go back?"

"Let's just say, I see something unusual in the grass here, someone must be outside the city! Ava was damp, and the dew was plentiful at this time, but the grass was not wet. Those who lie dormant outside the city at this time must be thieves! ”

After speaking, Zhao Jingfan led people to rush to the smelly grass bushes.

He carefully touched the grass nearby with his hand, but it was difficult to tell which path was the one to leave. Just as he was worrying about where to pursue, he faintly felt a slight vibration on the ground.

Judging the number of enemy men and horses according to the shock is the basic skill of not collecting at night, and Zhao Jingfan has done it for several Chinese New Year's Eve before, and immediately knew that there was a big trouble: the enemy a mile away should have five hundred to two thousand people.

Zhao Jingfan didn't know how the enemy gathered so quickly, but Zhao Jingfan knew that he would definitely not be able to defeat him.

"Don't chase it, go back to the city quickly!"

News of the presence of enemies outside the city was quickly transmitted back to the palace. King Jin, who was on duty in the palace, immediately ordered all the city gates except the south gate to be closed. The cavalry sent out orders from the palace gate, exchanging news from the city wall and the palace, and when the enemy appeared in the mist, Zhao Jingfan also happened to return to the city.

More than a dozen small cannons with wheels were pushed up the horse-faced wall at the head of the city. As much as possible, form a crossfire against the main enemy at the south gate. Workshops in the city send modified flintlock pistols or arquebuses that have not had time to be modified to the castle head of the city, and in case of emergency, they can also attack with preloaded arquebuses.

Seeing that the sky was bright, Sun Chongya took the initiative to ask to go to the south gate to command the battle. Zhu Youlang hesitated a few times and let him go--- if Sun Chongya wanted to jump back, he was confident that most people would want to use Sun Chongya's head to find King Jin to receive the reward.

On the one hand, there is the possibility of his own meritorious promotion, and on the other hand, there is a strategy of jumping back against the negligible probability of success, Zhu Youlang thinks that Sun Chongya is rational.

Therefore, Zhu Youlang thinks that letting him do it is also a rational choice--- plus loyalty.

Sun Chongya, who was also rational, made a mistake as soon as he got on the city wall: Can this city defense be almost worse?

Myanmar has a humid climate, and rammed earth walls are easily washed away by water. In the feudal society where the productive forces are backward, the repair of the city wall is often a project calculated in years--- Burma did not stop the war until a few decades ago, at this time the Taungoo Dynasty was pressing Siam, and Ava is located in the heart of Burma, who cares about the city defense?

When the Ming army invaded Ava, it was even more upset with the attitude of a victor and did not care about this broken city wall. It is said that the emperor also said: "I want to tear down the walls of Ava, so that the barbarians everywhere can know the majesty of the Celestial Empire." Later, after the ministers talked badly, they took back this sentence on the grounds of security and huge financial expenditures.

It's good if you don't tear it down, and you still expect to repair it well?

Looking at the rammed earth mixed with shell craters and erosion pits, Sun Chongya only felt a chill.

"I hope the Burmese don't have any firearms! There are so many pits, and you can step on the pits! Sun Chongya set up the long flintlock pistol of the imperial gift at the head of the city, and aimed at the place where the enemy might appear in the distance through the battlement. The city defense has actually been arranged a long time ago, and the role he can play is more to boost morale.

But before anyone could appear, a few fireworks-like things flew into the sky.

There were a few "pops", and several fireworks of unknown color exploded in the air.

The general and small flags patrolled around, reminding the soldiers not to shoot in advance. "Whoever is less than fifty paces will shoot a gun, and after the battle, he will eat twenty military sticks!"

Sun Chongya stupidly put away the idea of taking the head of the enemy's general from a hundred steps away---- when he heard the gunshot, his soldiers must have also shot, which is equivalent to reducing a round of output for no reason!

After another half pillar of incense, some people with long knives and messy clothes appeared in Sun Chongya's field of vision. At this time, the mist had not completely dissipated, so they did not see any cannons at the head of the city, but only saw the gate of the city open, and rushed forward.

The Ming army at the head of the city held his breath and watched as the target in his pupils grew bigger and bigger.

"Whew..."

The sound of gunpowder burning sounded in Sun Chongya's ears, and when he looked at the place where the sound occurred, he only saw a pile of rockets flying in the air suddenly from a shady place in the distance, and the big head in front of the rocket was obviously wrapped in some flammable material.

"A swarm of bees!"

In this era, there was not even the concept of guided weapons, and the various tolerances of handmade rockets were even more terrifying. Most of the rockets landed in front of and behind the city walls, only two barely set the houses on fire, and a few even turned around and flew.

Sun Chongya was about to laugh at this group of unlearned and unskilled slow people who couldn't even get a wooden cannon, but they heard a burst of bean popping sound around him--- needless to say, someone heard the sound nervously and released the gun first.

Visibility is two-way, people below can't see people above, and people above can see people below. There was an extra white smoke, and the people above couldn't see below at all.

You can hear the gunshots, and anyone who is not deaf knows that there are people on the city wall. Immediately, the tight shock formation consciously dispersed.

Cannon rang out all over the city wall, but the solid bullets fired were really not lethal to this kind of impact formation similar to a skirmisher's line, just smashing to death and killing a dozen unlucky ghosts.