"Raise the gun, lift the gun!" Xiang Rong yelled, he knew that now was a critical moment, and if he didn't suppress the momentum of the Taiping Army at this time, the provincial capital of Guilin would be in danger.

The gun-carrying team that had been on standby under the city rushed up as Xiang Rong's reserve, and they worked in pairs, the people in front of them knelt down with the guns on their shoulders, and the people behind them aimed and shot.

"Bang bang." With the smoke from the gunpowder, the bullets hit the Taiping soldiers who had just climbed the city wall. Bullets screeched into their flesh and blood, knocking them to the ground with momentum.

"Protect the marshal!" The soldiers hurriedly shielded Chen Yucheng with their shields and surrounded him in a circle.

"Leave me alone, keep rushing, don't stop." Chen Yucheng was in a hurry, the siege of the city was based on a momentum, once this momentum was gone, it would be difficult to take the city gate.

The Qing army suppressed the position with their guns, and the Qing troops supporting behind also continued to climb the city wall. The Taiping army originally had few people on the city wall, and the situation was even more critical when they were surrounded like this.

"I'm on!" Li Xiucheng was so anxious to watch from behind that he threw away the command flag and wanted to go up in person.

"Brother, you can't go, you still have to command the people here. I'll go, I'll save Yucheng! After speaking, Li Shixian carried a big knife and led people up the ladder.

The siege continued, both sides were desperate, and Li Shixian and his subordinates also climbed the city wall, but the losses were too great. After the soldiers he led rushed to the city wall, only one percent of the original one remained, and only one out of ten people could succeed.

Chen Yucheng was already in danger at this time, many of his own soldiers had fallen, and one of his bright silver spears had already broken the barrel, and now he was using the spear of the Qing army.

"Hurry up and meet Junshuai Chen." Under the command of Li Shixian, there are so few people on the city wall, and the Qing army cannot be cut off, once it is divided and surrounded, it will really be over.

Li Shixian took people and leaned towards Chen Yucheng with a big knife.

There was only one personal soldier left next to Chen Yuchengsheng, and he himself was wounded. Because of the excessive blood loss, my vision began to blur, and my feet were no longer steady.

"Marshal, let's withdraw." The last soldier supported Chen Yucheng's crumbling body and cried.

"Can't be withdrawn! I want to save Big Brother! Chen Yucheng still took his last breath, raised his gun and killed another Qing soldier who came to die.

Cannonballs and rockets fired from outside the city set fire to the watchtower on the city wall, and after such a long battle, the flames grew bigger and bigger, constantly licking the wood next to it. Finally the shelves on the watchtower finally collapsed, and a few burning wooden bars fell on the cannon points on the city walls.

A cannonball that was not finished and placed in the box was ignited by flames, and the cannonball exploded, only more than two feet away from Chen Yucheng.

"Marshal!" The soldiers used their bodies to block Chen Yucheng, but the air wave generated by the explosion still swept them far away. The soldiers died of anger at that time, and Chen Yucheng fell to the ground, fainted, and did not know whether he was alive or dead.

"You two carry Chen Junshuai and retreat quickly, I'll cover it!" Li Shixian, who had just arrived, hurriedly helped Chen Yucheng up and tried it under his nose with his fingers. Fortunately, I didn't die, and I still have a breath of air.

At this time, the siege battle could no longer be fought, and in less than half a day, Yang Xiaoshan's 4,000 men and horses had already lost 1,000 people. The south gate is like a meat grinder, devouring the lives of both sides. The losses of the Qing troops guarding were not small, although they were protected by the city walls, more than 800 people were killed. In the face of an experienced veteran like Xiang Rong, in the face of such a strong fortification, it is already very remarkable that the Taiping Army can make such a result.

Xiao Chaogui, the king of the west who attacked Wenchang Gate, also failed to take it, and the situation at the south gate was the same, it was a bloody battle, and both sides suffered great losses.

Yang Xiuqing's face was cold, he had expected this result before the fight, but the cruelty of the battlefield was still beyond his imagination.

"Let the whole army rest for a day, and you can't attack the city during the day, and you will attack it again the night after tomorrow. In addition, let Qin Rigang take the original miner brothers to try it and see if he could dig a tunnel to blast the city wall. The tenacity of the defenders of Guilin made Yang Xiuqing have to make adjustments, the losses of the strong attack during the day were too great, and the Taiping army could not bear such losses, and the tactics had to be adjusted.

The fierce offensive of the Taiping army gave Xiang Rong a headache, and he attacked the city for more than ten days, and almost every night, the Taiping army sneaked up and wanted to steal the city. Although it was not successful, such a sneak attack made the Qing army under great psychological pressure, and the Qing troops on duty at night on the city wall were all crying first, as if they were on the execution ground.

Xiang Rong led the soldiers to eat and live at the city gate day and night, and the guard was also very tormented, and several times he thought that the city gate was broken, but in the end, it was a false alarm.

"It can't go on like this." Xiang Rong secretly pondered to himself, and he put his mind on Yang Xiaoshan again.

On this day, Xiang Rong invited Yang Xiaoshan to the house again.

Nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace, looking at Xiang Rong's haggard face, Yang Xiaoshan knew that he wanted to persuade himself again.

"As long as Brother Yang tells your Taiping army on the city wall that he has surrendered to the imperial court, I can promise to release a hundred of your men out of the city and spare them their deaths." Xiang Rong took out a killer idea, he knew that Yang Xiaoshan would not hesitate to die, but now that other people's hundred lives were in his hands, would he still not cherish the lives of his subordinates?

Xiang Rong's calculation is very deep, his reason is very simple, as long as Yang Xiaoshan climbs the city tower and says that he has surrendered, the morale of the Taiping army will definitely be greatly hit, and the people who want to be saved have already surrendered, so will the people who besiege the city be so desperate? In this way, the Taiping army will not be able to attack itself, and the siege of Guilin will be lifted.

Yang Xiaoshan was stunned, he didn't expect Xiang Rong to use other people's lives to make a deal with him. The Taiping army has not attacked the city for so many days, in fact, Xiaoshan is already desperate in his heart. He knew very well that this Taiping army was not good at attacking cities, and previous victories often came from field battles. The capture of Yong'an was all about using their own strategies to make them skillful, and they really wanted to take a provincial city, but the current Taiping army really couldn't do it.

Yang Xiaoshan felt guilty about Luo Outline and the other hundred Taiping Army brothers who came with him. He thinks that he has caused them to kill them. In the cell, he knew that these brothers were having a hard time, and because of the special treatment, he was treated quite well, but the others ate those prison meals and did not want to eat the pigs.

"Can you really let them out of town?" After Yang Xiaoshan made up his mind, he asked.

Xiang Rong felt that Yang Xiaoshan's attitude seemed to be a little loose when he heard this, and hurriedly responded: "The old man has lived for such a long time, and he is reputable, and he will never lie to you." ”

"Okay, I can promise you, but you'll have to let them go first." Yang Xiaoshan took a breath and said.

"A word?" Xiang Rong said happily, to him, those hundred heavenly soldiers were insignificant at all, in his eyes, these people were everywhere, and they were kept in prison and wasted food. But Yang Xiaoshan's words are too important, even if it is worth letting go of a thousand long-haired people.

"It's a deal!" Yang Xiaoshan nodded.