Inside the city of Jiading.

A company of Indian soldiers, armed with rifles, cautiously entered a large house. There was a sign hanging outside the house, and although they didn't know Chinese characters, they could tell that it should be a shop or something, which made their eyes light up.

They rushed in, but to their disappointment, there was a lot of stuff inside, but nothing of value.

The British company commander led by Wawa scolded the Chinese for being poor ghosts.

At this moment, there was a strange noise in the backyard, and before these people could react, the British company commander who had just scolded fell down in horror with a frightened face. In his mouth was a trembling arrow.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! ......" shouted in terror as Indian soldiers opened fire into the backyard with guns in hand.

It is not that they have deep affection for the British company commander, but that the British have very strict control over India and strict military law, and if their company commander is injured in the slightest, they will have to bear joint and several responsibility, not only will they be unlucky, but they will also affect their families, so they can't help but desperately find out the murderer.

Whoosh!

Cold arrows were fired one by one, and the Indian soldiers who were running in front fell to the ground head-on, and the frightened others quickly shrank back.

Bang Bang!

The Indian soldiers kept firing, but no one dared to rush into the backyard anymore.

Then another group of Indian troops rushed in, and they heard the gunshots, and the leader was naturally a British company commander.

When the British company commander who came in a hurry saw his fellow clansmen lying on the ground with an arrow in his mouth and convulsing, his face showed a look of horror.

"Up! You give it to me! The British company commander pulled out his pistol and yelled at the Indian soldier beside him.

With his yell, dozens of Indian soldiers gritted their teeth and rushed into the backyard.

In the backyard, more than a dozen Taiping soldiers wielded broadswords and spears and fought with Indian soldiers. Two people on the ground had already been shot and fell to the ground.

Then another Taiping squad joined in, and the two sides strangled together in a cramped backyard. Soon there were more than a dozen people in the courtyard, including Indian soldiers, but more of them were Taiping soldiers.

It has to be said that although firearms are not yet up to the level of later generations, once they are loaded with ammunition, one shot can solve a person. Although melee combat with broadswords and spears is advantageous, as long as it is not a single stab, it is difficult to guarantee that the enemy will immediately lose its combat effectiveness.

After losing more than 20 men, the Taiping army retreated decisively.

The Indian soldiers did not pursue either, they gathered their wounded companions together, and they did not know what to mutter.

The British soldiers, who had been hiding in the halls of the forecourt, rushed out, scolded the Indian soldiers for their incompetence, and then brandished pistols in pursuit.

Such battles were staged in most of the residential areas of Jiading City. Casualties on both sides are increasing as well as the rate of terror increases.

When the coalition headquarters that entered Jiading City got the information, a person with an ugly face was going to die.

"Order the armies to withdraw from the house, let the artillery have the right to fire, and at the same time let people burn me!" General Steveri gave the order for shelling and burning.

The coalition soldiers no longer entered the house, and naturally avoided great losses.

Artillery and fire ignited, and the Taipings understood that street fighting was unsustainable, and they quickly assembled towards the North City Gate.

Naturally, the Anglo-French army would not let the Taiping army assemble easily, and their artillery turned the muzzle and bombarded the wall of the West Gate, trying to collapse the Taiping army's escape route.

At this time, Li Xiucheng had already withdrawn from Jiading City, and at this time he was guarding outside Jiading City, and was evacuating safely with the army that was engaged in street fighting.

More and more Taiping troops withdrew from Jiadingcheng, but Li Xiucheng's face did not improve in the slightest.

He threw 10,000 men into the street fight, and it was only half an hour, and he didn't even come back halfway. Even though these 10,000 people are not equipped with many firearms, they are quite skilled in cold weapons, and archers and pikemen have made meritorious contributions in battle formations many times.

"How many more!" Li Xiucheng shouted anxiously.

"And more than a thousand more! Some of them were wounded! It was Chen Kunshu who led the army of street battles, but his face was quite embarrassed at this time. In the street fighting in the final city alone, more than 4,000 were lost out of 10,000 people, and most of the corpses were not snatched out.

Even in street battles that take advantage of the terrain, cold weapon battles still suffer greater.

"Hopefully, it's still too late!" Li Xiucheng said with an ugly face.

As soon as he finished speaking, the gates collapsed with a roar. Just as the Anglo-French army was ambushed by the Taiping army and the city gate was blown up, the British cannon also collapsed the west city gate, cutting off the retreat of the Taiping army in the city.

Li Xiucheng's face turned white all of a sudden!

"Damn! Send someone to see how many people are still alive at once! Li Xiucheng said loudly.

"Dashuai, you can't go again, the foreigners will rush over soon, I'm afraid we won't be able to withdraw if we don't evacuate!" Chen Kunshu stopped Li Xiucheng and said loudly.

Li Xiucheng's expression was cloudy, and finally gritted his teeth and gave the order to withdraw the army.

In Jiading City, 1,500 Taiping soldiers looked at the collapsed city gate in front of them in despair.

"Master, what should we do?" There were also 1,500 people left in the city, who belonged to the Third Division under Chen Kunshu, and the division commander Kang Ning was also left in the city.

"Send someone to see if there are other passages." Kang Shishuai's face was also pale. Who would have thought that this would happen. Thinking that the foreigners would soon be able to kill him, Kang Ning was also a little panicked.

"Master Shuai! This collapsed gate can be climbed over, but the wounded can't get through! "Some soldiers seem to have come back to report it.

"Master Marshal, otherwise, let's surrender!" A guard said. They were not armed with firearms, and with broadswords and spears how to block the enemy's rifle artillery.

"Division commander, the military flag of the commander has been evacuated! The handsome man has given up on us! A sturdy soldier shouted from the crumbling walls.

Kang Ning's expression struggled for a while, and he said in a deep voice: "Now this handsome can only survive in death." There are 800 wounded out of 1,500 of our men, and the wounded cannot leave with us, so they can only hide in the city for the time being. If the foreigners find you, surrender immediately. The remaining 700 men followed him up the city wall, and we should attract the attention of the foreigners, and make sure to buy time for the wounded brothers to hide. Corning said in a deep voice.

Fifteen hundred were silent. Especially the 800 wounded, who could not escape far even if they could get past the collapsed city gates. But the chance of being caught is as high as ninety percent. They were well aware of the cruelty of the Manchus to their captives, and once they were caught, they had no choice but to die.

"Master Shuai, you guys leave quickly, we are already injured, half a foot into the ghost gate, now let us buy time for you!" A wounded brigade commander shouted.

"Yes, the people of Jiading City have been evacuated by the commander, let's leave fools to see that it is not the people, rather than being searched out and executed by the enemy, it is better to fight with the enemy!"

The despair on the faces of many wounded soldiers gradually turned into firmness.

"Master Shuai, it's not a pity for me to wait for my life to die, but I hope that after Shi Shuai escapes, he can give a letter to our family, don't let them wait." This is a man who has just joined the Taiping Army shortly after he got married. At this time, his thigh was pierced, and the strip of cloth he was tied was soaked in blood. He didn't want to die if there was a glimmer of hope, but the situation was stronger than people, and they had no chance.

Kangning's eyes were a little moist, he looked at everyone, and said loudly: "I swear that I will never let the sacrifice of the brothers be in vain, and I will definitely convey your last words to your family!" ”

Hearing Kang Ning's assurance, many of the wounded soldiers of the Taiping Army laughed, they clenched the broadswords and spears in their hands, and those soldiers who couldn't stand up found a place to cover half of their bodies, even though their bodies were covered in blood, but the expressions on their faces were still resolute.

"What a good soldier! Dashuai, did you see that? What a loss to give them up! ”

"Leave all the bows and arrows, all but the dry food, and let them go!" Corning gave a decisive order.

Then he quickly led the army to climb up the broken city gate and climbed out with difficulty.

Bang Bang!

Gunshots rang out, and an army of foreigners appeared in the distance.

Enemy, here it is!

Whoosh!

A wounded soldier opened his bow and shot arrows, they did not aim at the enemy, but used their greatest strength to weave a net of arrows in front of them, buying time for Kangning and the others to leave.

The Anglo-French forces did not know the situation, and their rifles were useless in the face of a headless enemy. And the soldiers did not have protective weapons, and for a time they could not break through.

The British generals led by him had already asked people to contact the artillery, and several small-caliber guns in his army also pushed up to bombard the wounded soldiers of the Taiping army.

Some of the unfortunate Taiping soldiers who were hit were killed on the spot, others did not fear or flinch, and the silence on the Taiping positions was terrifying, only the explosion of shells and the wails hidden in the artillery fire.

With 700 of his men, Canning took advantage of the precious time to finally cross the crumbling wall, and then quickly pursued in the direction of the army's departure.

The wounded soldier held on until they shot all the swords around them.

The Anglo-French forces rushed up, and no one resisted anymore.

An Indian soldier raised a butcher's knife in his hand. But before the butcher's knife could fall, it was kicked in the head by the British officer who caught up.

"You idiot, twice as many Taiping soldiers are alive as dead! If you go down with this knife, you won't have a few hundred taels of silver. Seeing the Taiping Army brigade commander in front of him, the eyes of the British ** officer suddenly turned silver.

The commander of the Taiping Army looked at him with a sneer, and was tied into a rice dumpling without the slightest resistance.

Some of the seriously wounded soldiers of the Taiping army chose to end their lives when the enemy attacked.

Some people also wanted to commit suicide, but they couldn't do anything, so they could only give up in despair and be arrested. Even if they have regarded death as their home before, there will always be great horror between life and death, and not everyone has the courage to end their lives with their own hands.

Of the 800 wounded, 100 were killed, 200 committed suicide, and less than 500 were captured alive by British soldiers.