At this time, a group of people stood on a nearby hill, this hill is called Zhangqiu, located in the west of the temple, is the only high point nearby, there is a pavilion built on it, called the bath day pavilion, standing in the pavilion The situation of the whole temple can be seen at a glance. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In the eyes of this group of people, at this time, the Polo Temple was like a cage, trapping 300 British and French soldiers inside, surrounded by a burning wall of fire, even if they wanted to break out of the wall of fire and escape outside the wall, it was a dead end, because Lin Fuxiang was confident that the fuel he prepared was enough to burn enough to roast the foreigners.

The Anglo-French forces had only one direction, that is, to break through from the main gate, but in this direction Lin Fuxiang fired more than a hundred cannons.

"Look, my lord!"

Lin Zhuang pointed to the hall that suddenly exploded, and said excitedly to Lin Fuxiang on the side.

Lin Fuxiang also heard the explosion, and then saw the main hall carrying the fragments of the building, spewing raging flames to all sides, and then the main hall slowly collapsed.

Lin Fuxiang's eyes did not take off the binoculars, and through his eyes he saw that the collapse of that hall had given him a great advantage.

In fact, blowing up the main hall was no longer in his plan. Because he can't make the main hall explode at the right time, no matter what, he can't detonate the explosives when all the enemy troops enter the main hall, even if he lures the enemy's dead soldiers to hold on until the enemy attacks the main hall, it is impossible to let all the enemies enter, not even half of them, at most one team of forwards is amazing, how many people can be killed?

What really made him decide to change his plan was the communication with Huang Zonghan last night. To be precise, Huang Zonghan scolded him fiercely. Huang Zonghan learned from Bai Gui that the person who robbed Pashali was Lin Fuxiang, and Huang Zonghan had been investigating which people had robbed Pashali before, such a major event had happened for many days, and he was a minister who didn't know who robbed Pashali, which made him extremely passive.

In the end, he had to learn from Bai Gui in the city that it was his subordinates who robbed Pa Xia Li, how could Huang Zonghan not be angry, and at the same time, he was also very clear about Lin Fuxiang's thoughts, so he didn't listen to Lin Fuxiang's explanation at all, and he didn't believe Lin Fuxiang's statement that he planned to report after ensuring that Pa Xia Li was brought to a safe place. He finally told Lin Fuxiang that what should be his is his, and others can't snatch it, if it's not his, it's not his, and it can't be fought for.

reprimanded Lin Fuxiang, and finally Huang Zonghan still showed his overall view and told Lin Fuxiang that if a minister was arrested, the foreigners would definitely not give up, and they would definitely make a big move, relying on Lin Fuxiang's men and horses would not be able to do anything at all, but it was not easy to mobilize troops and horses outside the city, so Huang Zonghan only lent Lin Fuxiang the most powerful gunners and cannons under him.

It was these cannons that made Lin Fuxiang suddenly change his mind, he also knew that the so-called bombing of the building before, fire attack, was very risky, in comparison, a hundred cannons and skilled gunners were more reliable, so he changed the plan slightly, tried his best to drive the foreign soldiers into the high ground of the main hall, and then bombarded the other party with artillery, supplemented by fire and oppression, and strive to achieve the final victory.

This was much more difficult than the original bombing, especially as it was necessary to pin down and force the enemy to give the gunners time to advance the cannon into position, which required a lot of casualties when there was no way to compete with the opposing muskets.

Those wooden carts kept squeezing forward, in fact, they were preparing for the advance of the artillery, their sacrifice was valuable, they forced the British and French troops up the hill, and at the same time protected the artillery to advance to the closest distance from the British army, at such a distance, so that the technical advantage of the foreigners' artillery could not be brought into play, while their artillery could suppress the opponent through numerical superiority, and finally they had an evenly matched artillery battle with the foreigners.

But even so, Lin Fuxiang is still apprehensive in his heart, he has been dealing with foreigners for almost 20 years, he knows that these foreign devils have very strong combat effectiveness, even if the artillery battle is won, they may not be able to completely annihilate the other party, and it is still like before, the opponent successfully broke through after losing a certain amount of troops.

Knowing that the final hall exploded, this gave the foreigners a fatal blow.

Lin Fuxiang saw that the foreigners were in chaos, the flames of the explosion of the building rose into the air, the fragments created killed and injured countless people, and the smoke and dust covered the entire foreigner's position, even if there was a fire of bamboo and pine and cypress, he couldn't see the other party's situation clearly at this time, so Lin Fuxiang put away the monoculars.

Lin Zhuang saw his uncle's hand behind his back, his expression was calm, only the slightly trembling hand betrayed him, revealing the tension in his heart.

Lin Zhuang was more excited, the sky was getting darker and darker, the foreigners were attacking at dusk, and they attacked the main hall before the sun set on the horizon, and now the sun had completely disappeared, the moonlight had just risen, and the night was quietly coming. The shadow of the foreigner can only be seen through the burning fire, and the foreigner knows nothing about the situation down the mountain, which is too beneficial for them.

Darkness is their greatest reliance, and if it weren't for this darkness, how would they hide their army in the South Lake south of the temple without being detected by their opponents.

What's more advantageous is that Lin Zhuang saw that his artillery was becoming more and more occupied, these artillery were the most powerful firepower that the countryside outside the city had managed to accumulate in the past few months, and the fine rifled rifles that killed the Chinese craftsmen could not be made at this time, but the technology of casting cannons had long been popularized, and the iron mold casting cannon method invented by Gong Zhenlin had long been distributed to various coastal areas through the official promulgation of the "Diagram of Iron Molds for Casting Cannons".

Although this kind of iron mold casting cannon is not as good as the overall drilling core method of the British in terms of technology, the quality is better, but the production speed is still excessive, and the specifications of the cast artillery are unified, which provides great convenience for the training of artillery, these months, the villagers have cast hundreds of cannons, and now this hundred is the best quality among them, and five hundred gunners have also practiced the level of artillery to Guangzhou City through these many days and nights, and ten days ago they launched a large-scale attack at night, so that these gunners have mastered the actual combat experience. Already skilled artillerymen.

However, in Lin Zhuang's view, at the beginning of the artillery battle, their gunners were not superior, and the foreigners were better at using artillery in the end, although they only had more than 20 cannons, but the artillery was extremely good, and for a while they were evenly divided, until they didn't know why the hall suddenly exploded by themselves, and the gunners on their side gradually suppressed the foreigners' artillery.

The specific reason is only known, maybe God blesses, maybe the foreigner's candle accidentally ignited the gunpowder, but anyway, the gunpowder exploded, and the foreigner's artillery began to be confused, and the overall situation has been decided.

Lin Zhuang suddenly thought of a friend, Lin Zhuang received a message left by Zhu Jinglun before leaving the city, it turned out that Zhu Jinglun also sent troops with the foreigners, which made Lin Zhuang couldn't help but worry.

"My lord, I'm afraid Mr. Zhu is also in there now!"

Lin Fuxiang stared at the burning flames, the flames were no longer as strong as Fang Cai, and they seemed to be suppressed by the collapsed hall, the fire head was reduced by at least half, and it would probably be extinguished in another quarter of an hour.

Suddenly heard his nephew talk about Zhu Jinglun, Lin Fuxiang also remembered this person, he felt that Lin Fuxiang played some role in the process of arresting Pa Xia Li, but he didn't think that Zhu Jinglun played a big role, the biggest role may be to give Lin Fuxiang an inspiration, Lin Fuxiang believes that if he also thought about hijacking Pa Xia Li at the beginning, even if Pa Xia Li does not go out of the city and has been hiding in the city, he can find a way to tie him up, but Zhu Jinglun's idea is better, and it is more convenient to do it outside the city.

In addition, he didn't think that Zhu Jinglun was very important, but he was just a spy who broke into the foreigners.

"If he doesn't die tomorrow, the old man will promote him as an official, and if he dies, let his mother spend her old age in the Lin family."

Lin Fuxiang said, with a superior tone, as if he was giving grace.

Lin Zhuang nodded.

Although the victory has been laid, Lin Fuxiang seems to be a little uneasy: "Pass the order, let all the departments tie up the fence, don't let a single Yangyi go, whoever lets Yangyi go, the old man will cut off someone's head." ”

Lin Fuxiang has been active in this area for at least two months, his subordinates are very familiar with the terrain in this area, every road, every ferry, every mountain beam is clear, he has placed soldiers and horses, and staged an ambush on ten sides for foreigners, he does not believe that foreigners can escape the net.

Seeing that Lin Zhuang was about to leave, Lin Fuxiang suddenly remembered something to confirm: "The nearby townships have arrived?" ”

Lin Zhuang said: "The villagers of the eighteen townships near and far have all said hello, if there are scattered foreign soldiers absconding, they will be captured on the spot, and those who are captured will be rewarded, and those who escape will be punished, and they will sit in hiding." ”

Lin Fuxiang nodded, although there are no patrolled soldiers in the townships and villages, but the strong men in the villages and villages are also a big force, when Sanyuanli resisted the British, Lin Fuxiang was not only one of the participants but also echoed, at that time, it was the people of 103 townships, holding axes and hoes and fighting with the British. This time they don't need to work hard, they just need to catch the fish that escaped to their land, and a foreigner will have a reward of one hundred taels of silver, and I believe they will be very positive.

"In another hour, it will be dark, and in the second half of the night it will be time for the water ghosts to blow up the ship!"

This time, Lin Fuxiang not only wanted to leave the foreigners' infantry, but also the foreigners' warships.

Two hours later, the sound of artillery on the side of the Polo Temple gradually subsided, whether it was the Chinese Xiangyong or the British and French forces, it seemed that they had consciously slowed down the shelling, a grand Tanah Lot Temple has been in ruins, the largest ruin is the collapsed main hall, but the Yimen and the head gate were also razed to the ground by cannonballs, and even those stele pavilions and corridors have collapsed, which is really a pity for the inscriptions left by those literati.

At this time, two miles away, on the riverside wharf, suddenly there was a rumbling explosion.

The fishing boats that were originally docked nearby, as soon as the time came, these quiet fishing boats all started quietly and slowly approached the large foreign boats in the middle of the dock. Although the foreigners spotted them in advance and fired warnings, it was almost impossible to hit these small boats by firing artillery in the dark night, and even the artillery fighting in the mountains knew that the artillery battle at night was meaningless, how could these navies, who took artillery battles as their home skills, not know.

In addition, they only had about ten soldiers on each boat at this time to guard the warships, even if they wanted to use cannons, they couldn't open a few, and as a result, after firing no results, they were approached by the fishing boats, and when the fishing boats exploded, the British and French navy finally began to plan to drive the ships and evacuate on their own, but it was too late at this time, and the fishing boats they couldn't see clearly collided one after another, exploded, burned, and finally ignited the warships of the two countries, and they had to abandon the ship.

Lin Fuxiang didn't sleep all night, time flies very slowly when people are in pain, but when they are waiting for victory, time is even slower. Lin Fuxiang stayed up all night just to see the result of his victory in the morning light, he saw it, and he was very satisfied.

More than 20 infantry of the British and French coalition army only have less than ten still available, the front facing the Xiangyong Yimen all collapsed, the rubble of the collapse of the hall almost covered the entire compound, at this time there is still burning white smoke rippling in the courtyard, but the foreign soldiers have long lost their spirits, the living hiding between the rubble to avoid the bombardment of artillery fire, the dead lie on the ground and no one collects their bodies, the most pitiful are those who are half-dead, many have been wailing on the ground all night.

"No need to fight, send someone to raise the white flag and make them surrender!"

Lin Fuxiang suddenly felt that foreigners were not so hateful, of course, if he could defeat them.