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Finally, no one made a mistake with three consecutive shots, and Zhu Jinglun felt that these people had at least the strength to fight.

The scarecrows are also riddled with holes, but they will continue to be ravaged.

This time, Zhu Jinglun did not use bullets, but let the coolies load bayonets.

"Rush!"

Zhu Jinglun gave the order to let the coolies rush out, and the formation was scattered, but he was not satisfied.

These men were trained in British formations, and usually walked in unison without any problems, but they were not neat enough in fast movements.

Practice, one practice at a time.

In the end, when they were able to reluctantly line up in five not very neat lines and rush towards the scarecrow, and then stab the scarecrow with their bayonets, Hou Jin came back.

Hou Jin came back from outside the city and told Zhu Jinglun that the trench he wanted had been dug.

He went to supervise the work outside the city, and the young Zhuang organized by Hua Tingjie promised to help Zhu Jinglun dig five trenches while repairing the fort.

And Zhu Jinglun promised Hua Tingjie that he would help him defend the fort tomorrow.

After the day's fighting, Hua Tingjie no longer has much confidence in whether he can hold the fort, Lin Fuxiang's elite has lost a small half, and he has no fighting spirit, such an elite, Lin Fuxiang has only so much, and he has made it clear that he may not be able to exert his strength tomorrow.

Hua Tingjie didn't want to be strong, knowing that Lin Fuxiang had tried his best, but relying on his own county braves, he had no confidence at all, Lin Fuxiang's brave battalion had been in operation for more than ten years, and the county warriors under him were only a few months, which was not the same at all, Hua Tingjie knew very well that he couldn't let his townsmen brave the muskets of foreigners, and charge with spears like Lin Fuxiang's elite.

Therefore, when Zhu Jinglun found him and expressed his willingness to bring someone to help, Hua Tingjie couldn't help but agree.

Zhu Jinglun said that he knew, and then continued to take the coolie for five rounds of training, the black dog found someone to make a supper, Zhu Jinglun hurriedly ate a bowl of wontons, and immediately rushed out of the city, let the black dog continue to organize training and wait for his news.

Zhu Jinglun and Hou Jin rushed to the fort outside the city.

Hua Tingjie organized laborers to repair the fort overnight, the wall could not be repaired, and the one-day artillery battle made him see that the wall was almost useless, and what really worked was the fort of the fort, so he let people strengthen the fort and fence it with five layers of sacks. In addition, many fortifications were made of ruins and sandbags, and some were only deep pits made of sandbags and masonry, which were enough to accommodate two or three people. Hua Tingjie didn't know that the technical term for this thing was called a foxhole.

With such fortifications, Zhu Jinglun believed that many unnecessary casualties could be avoided, but he was more concerned about the trench that Hua Tingjie dug for him. Just east of the fort, facing the river, in a semi-arc, there were five trenches, each of which was only three feet apart.

Behind is a ditch, and in front is a rampart, that is, an earthen ram made of the sediment from which the trench was dug, and there are five in all, each of which is two or three feet higher than the previous one. The trench was four feet deep and three feet wide, and it was no problem for people and cats to hide in it.

Hou Jin has been following Zhu Jinglun closely.

"It's not easy to dig this ditch, it's all sandy, and if you go down a foot, it will seep water."

It's a sandbar, surrounded by rivers on all sides, and the groundwater is of course shallow.

Zhu Jinglun stepped on his feet, there was a wooden plank under his feet, and he made a sizzling sound when he stepped on it, obviously the wooden plank had seeped water underneath, and people were not particularly stable when they stood on it.

Hou Jin explained: "The water seepage is very bad, and the dry soil is filled in, and the stones are not easy to use. Finally, it was filled with lime and tamped, and a layer of boards was laid on it. ”

Zhu Jinglun was already satisfied, and the trenches with higher requirements could not be dug overnight.

"So be it. You go back and call all the coolies. ”

It was still very dark, very dark, it was the darkness before dawn, and in half an hour, you would definitely be able to see the light of day.

The coolies were full of food and drink, smoked another cigarette bubble, and did not feel sleepy at all, and came one by one. If there is a cigarette to smoke, they can not sleep.

Zhu Jinglun stood in front of the fort and told them in a loud voice that the foreigners would come over as soon as it was dawn, and let everyone hide in the trenches according to the formation they had just trained, and they would treat the trenches as sandbags just now, and they would also wait for their own orders to act, and when they shouted aiming, they would stand up and aim at the foreigners, and let them imagine the foreigners as the scarecrows they had aimed at all night, and they would shoot when they shouted to fire, and when they shouted to rush at them, they would rush up and stab the foreigners with bayonets.

"Remember! Just stand up, aim, fire a shot, rush up and prick it, don't think about anything, and you'll be rewarded when you're done. Five smoke bubbles per person! ”

Finally, Zhu Jinglun shouted loudly.

Just now, some people couldn't help but underestimate when they heard that they were going to beat foreigners, but after suddenly hearing about the five smoke bubbles, their interest shifted, and their faces showed a look of excitement.

Zhu Jinglun sighed, he had no choice but to use this method to lure the big smoker to sell his life.

Continue to shout: "Remember, just three times, aim, put the gun, stab someone." Read it all, aim, put the gun, stab people! ”

staring at everyone, seeing them silently reciting and constantly reciting, Zhu Jinglun was relieved after reciting it many times.

He shouted again: "Don't treat Yiren as people, just as straw people, remember that they are straw people." Read, they are straw men. ”

The coolies chanted for a long time, knowing that the sky was dark, a white line appeared in the distant sky, and the British fleet that had anchored a few miles away could also see the shadows, so Zhu Jinglun let the coolies burrow into the trench one by one.

The Indian soldiers also brought in, they were still helping to load the bullets, along the trenches, loading the coolies one by one, making all preparations, these coolies carefully took the guns, and if they went out in advance, they would have to go without smoking for two days, and they would complete the task in a while, but there was a reward of five smoke bubbles.

While squatting in the narrow trench, he carefully held the rifle, and at the same time chanted "aim, put the gun, stab the person", "Yi people are not people, Yi people are grass people".

The Indian soldiers did not train last night, and Zhu Jinglun did not intend to let them immediately meet the past masters, so he arranged for them to fight by themselves in the fortifications in the forts.

Huang Zonghan stayed awake all night, and went to the top of the city early, still paying attention to the fort.

He saw trenches one after another, and he didn't know what they were, and no one knew what they were.

But he knew that there were 2,000 more people on the fort today, but he didn't feel reassured.

At this time, he couldn't care whether those people were Bai Gui's subordinates, and Bai Gui personally talked to him last night and suggested to him that the musket battalion in Nanhai County should fight for the first time. Huang Zonghan and Hua Tingjie both knew that the so-called Nanhai County Musket Battalion was Zhu Jinglun, and it was actually Bai Gui standing behind him.

Of course, it's just that they think so, Zhu Jinglun has never thought so.

But Huang Zonghan had no choice, yesterday's fierce battle in the fort, the army in the city knew about it, he planned to strengthen the fort defense, Hua Tingjie was willing to send more of his own county warriors into the fort, but the others were not willing to support at all. Whether it was the three squires or Li Futai, they all used the excuse that their defense area was insufficient and there were no extra troops to support the battery.

At this time, Bai Gui wanted to help, but Huang Zonghan had no reason not to agree. Even he felt quite surprised, even though he held the fort at this time, Bai Gui would still share the credit. But the times have changed, this is no longer the time for Bai Gui to beg him to recover Guangzhou, at this time to defend Guangzhou, Huang Zonghan is the biggest responsible, and he bears the greatest responsibility for failure. Or maybe it's time for him Huang Zonghan to ask someone to help defend the city. Bai Gui was already very satisfied that he didn't fall into the well, and he even helped, which made him a little puzzled. Could it be that Baigui has full confidence to hold the fort?

No matter how puzzled he was, it was impossible for Huang Zonghan to refuse, but he was even more interested in how Zhu Jinglun, Bai Gui's subordinate, defended the fort.

It was getting brighter and brighter, and black smoke could already be seen rising from the British steamers, their steamers were moving, and the battle was about to begin.

I don't know if the British army's battle plan could not be changed, or if they were more stubborn, they continued to adhere to yesterday's tactics, and still ruled out rowing boats forcibly landing on the battery.

Of course, there was still an overwhelming artillery bombardment before, and the people on the city wall who watched it were terrified, including some officers, who felt that the fort at this time was hell and had no way to survive at all, which was why they refused to support the fort.

Even Zhang Qianshan, who had invited to fight, felt that this battle could not be fought.

He asked for a battle yesterday, but it wasn't what Huang Zonghan thought was instructed by Bai Gui, and he didn't really want to fight. He actually has his little abacus, just buy off Huang Zonghan's staff and help him pass on a word, he is expressing an attitude to Huang Zonghan, that is, he is willing to help Lord Huang fight.

He didn't understand the set of rules between civil officials at all, and he didn't expect Huang Zonghan to stubbornly regard him as a Baigui party, and he didn't receive his expression at all. Zhang Qianshan felt that he had done a good job, he heard that Huang Zonghan refused to ask for credit for himself, and also found out that there was a contradiction between Huang Zonghan and Bai Gui, Huang Zonghan was the governor of Liangguang, so he had the right to ask for credit for himself, so it was a matter of course to take refuge in Huang Zonghan. He didn't think that if Bai Gui knew, he would have any opinion of him.

Zhang Qianshan is ambitious and dares to work hard, but his style of action is too much and he also has a strong military attache style, he doesn't know it himself, in fact, he is not suitable for ****** at all.

However, Zhang Qianshan was very strange, the fort was a mortal enemy at a glance, why did Zhu Jinglun want to go in. Thinking of what Zhu Jinglun did before, whether it was outwitting Pa Xia Li or risking death to light gunpowder, it was all a style of playing with life, for a while he admired Zhu Jinglun a little, but at the same time he also scolded him for being a fool, because he knew that such a person died the fastest on the battlefield.

The British warships stopped shelling, they shelled for a longer time today, closer to the battery, the two closest capital ships, the distance from the battery was less than 300 meters, the battery was also bombed even more miserable, almost in ruins, even the fort of the battery was blown up several times, and some people even saw several cannons were blown up.

An inexplicable thought arose in Zhang Qianshan's heart, where is Zhu Jinglun in the fort now, should he be blown up to death?