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The Jiang family army bombarded the Liaoyang city wall with twenty red-coated cannons for a day, and did not collect their troops back to the camp until dusk.

The southern wall of Liaoyang City was ravaged by twenty red-coated cannons for a whole day, and the walls were full of mottled holes, and in some places there was even a black iron cannonball.

The battlements of the city wall were also shattered and broken by cannonballs, and the road above the city wall was full of rubble, broken weapons, severed arms and limbs of people, and the ground was a thick layer of blood, many of which had solidified in the setting sun with greasy and disgusting blood.

With a dusty face and blood on his face, Feiyangu led a group of soldiers to carry the corpses of the fallen soldiers down the city and clean up the mess.

All the soldiers looked depressed, and no one spoke, except for the occasional sound of the wounded soldiers groaning in pain.

Feiyangu was in a heavy mood, and he looked around with a blushing face. Today's battle is the most aggrieved and helpless battle he fought after stepping on horseback and going to the battlefield.

Originally, it was the side that had the advantage as the defender of the city, but today's battle was completely reversed. The enemy kept bombarding the artillery as if the cannonballs didn't want money, and they couldn't fight back even if they wanted to.

No one wants to do such a thing as just being beaten and not fighting back, but Feiyangu doesn't dare to send troops out of the city to fight in the field anymore. Bayan's fierce generals were wiped out in less than half a day after leaving the city, and they were all beheaded. If you send people out again, once you fail, your morale will plummet, and you won't have to defend this Liaoyang City.

It can be said that on the first day of the war, our side had already lost four or five thousand men. The 3,000 men of Bayan, plus the soldiers who were wounded and killed in the shelling today, have already lost half of the strength of Feiyangu's men in one day.

If he continued to fight, the remaining strength he had would soon be exhausted. Moreover, fighting a war has never been a simple question of one plus one equaling two, if morale collapses completely, even if tens of thousands of hundreds of thousands of troops collapse, it will be a matter of minutes.

Feiyangu is not a famous general, but this truth is still clear.

"General, what are we going to do tomorrow? If the enemy continues to attack the city tomorrow with artillery, will we continue to be beaten and not fight back? ”

Behind him, a man with a white flag and a white flag shouted indignantly.

"Yes, General Feiyangu, when did we fight such a battle in the Qing Dynasty. The minions would rather die while charging into battle than die of suffocation. ”

Another general also shouted angrily.

"Yes, General Feyangu, we're going to fight back. Otherwise, if you continue to fight like this, I am afraid that you have not killed a single enemy, and the soldiers have already been frightened, and what kind of strength are you fighting, everyone will surrender directly as prisoners. ”

"Yes, even if my son of the Qing Dynasty dies in battle, he can't die like this. General, it's better for us to attack the camp at night, so that we can get out of the daytime. ”

A group of generals shouted one after another, and Feiyangu's heart was confused when he heard this, and his face became even darker.

He wasn't a clear-headed person, but when he heard someone say a night attack, he was a little tempted. But when he thought of Bayan's fate during the day and the previous disastrous defeat of Duoduo, he hesitated a little, and finally said in a muffled voice: "Don't make any noise." I'm sure that the enemy shells won't be too many either. As long as we hold on to the city, tomorrow reinforcements from Gaizhou and Quang Ninh will arrive. When reinforcements arrive, we will have an advantage, and then it will be time for us to counterattack. ”

When the generals heard this, some people still complained in low voices, but no one mentioned the night attack anymore. After all, everyone is not stupid, Bayan's blood has not dried up yet, and some things are just said, but they will not be taken seriously.

In the Jiangjia army camp outside the city, Jiang Chuan stood tall, carefully looking at the map of Liaodong in front of him, and was silent in thought.

The curtain of the big tent was lifted, and Bai Mu walked in proudly and said in a deep voice: "Lord, the last general has already inspected, and my military camp is very strong and solid, which can be said to be as solid as a rock. If the Tartars dare to attack at night, they will definitely have no return. ”

Jiang Chuan turned around and nodded: "This is very good, strategically you can despise the enemy, but tactically you must pay attention to the enemy, the battlefield situation is changing rapidly, and you can't be careless at any time." Is there any news from the left and right armies? ”

Bai Mu said: "I was about to report to the lord." General Ran Wu had already sent someone to report that he had arrived at the predetermined location and set up camp. There is no news from General Baishan's side, and I think it is because Gaizhou is a little far away, so the scout messenger is still on the way. ”

After Bai Muguang finished speaking, the curtain was lifted again, and the military commander Li Jian strode in and said: "Lord, Baishan Jiangchuan sent someone to report that the right army has arrived at the designated position and set up camp, saying that it will never let a Tartar reinforcement cross." ”

Jiang Chuan was overjoyed and said loudly: "Great, this time we are going to take the three cities of southern Liaoning with the power of thunder." If the Tartars think that my target is only Liaoyang, then we will give them a big surprise. The order went down, and the night patrol soldiers strengthened their patrols tonight, and arranged a few more waves of night scouts, so that the soldiers could rest well, recuperate, and continue to attack the city tomorrow. ”

"No!" Bai Mu and Li Jian suddenly received their orders.

There was nothing to say all night, and the Qing army did not dare to attack the camp.

When the sun jumped above the horizon, the Jiang Jiajun's barracks were already a busy scene. The fireheads began to cook, while the other soldiers were arranging their weapons and armor in preparation for today's siege.

After the whole army had breakfast, under the desolate and distant sound of bullhorns, groups of soldiers of the Jiang family army left the camp in a neat and silent manner, and rearranged themselves into a neat and solemn phalanx according to yesterday's array.

Finally, twenty red-coated cannons were slowly pulled out of the camp by pack horses, set up according to the predetermined position of the artillery position, and three hundred artillerymen were busy carrying shells and stacking them next to each gun position.

Five hundred red-clad musketeers lined up as they had done yesterday behind the artillery team.

Jiang Chuan was high above the cloud car, observing the mottled and potholed Liaoyang city wall from a distance, and after looking at it for a while, he sent someone to call Li Han, the captain of the Shenji Battalion.

"Li Han, Ben Shuai asked you, how many shells are left now? If you follow yesterday's bombardment density, will it still work today? As soon as they met, Jiang Chuan asked directly.

Li Han thought for a moment and said, "Returning to the commander, if you follow the density of yesterday's shelling, today is still enough for one day." But if you want to attack at this density tomorrow, I'm afraid it won't be enough. ”

When Jiang Chuan heard this, he knew it in his heart, and said with a slight smile: "You did a good job yesterday, and continue to maintain it today." Remember, try to be as precise as possible, expand the gap that was bombarded yesterday for me, concentrate the fire, and bombard a little. If solid bullets are not enough, you can also mix some flowering bullets and shoot them into the Qing army pile. ”

"The last general commands!" Li Han was recognized by the coach and excitedly led the order.

After Li Han returned to the artillery team, Jiang Chuan waited for a while, and after getting the flag that the artillery on his side was in place and the shooting angle was adjusted in place, he resolutely ordered the artillery to fire.

"Boom, boom!" Twenty red-clothed cannons roared at Liaoyang City again.

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