"Grandpa Shengming!" Immediately, the tide bravely let out a tsunami-like cheer.

"Swear to follow Grandpa!" Some people shouted hoarsely, and then more people followed suit, "Follow Grandpa!" ”

"Kill all the ghosts!" Someone shouted.

Another earth-shattering shout: "Kill all the ghosts!" ”

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! ......" everyone looked fanatical, waved the weapons in their hands and shouted the trumpet forcefully and neatly.

Looking at them, Ye Zhao's eyes gradually moistened, if he still felt that they were ignorant at this time, he could only say that he was not human, they were just for simple faith, in order to protect their homeland, they were willing to drown the musket cannon with their flesh and blood, what kind of loyal courage did they have?

And Ye Zhao suddenly found that he may have unknowingly become their hope, and Huacheng has become a bridgehead to resist Yangyi, perhaps in the minds of these people, it is like a kind of holy land.

Abandoning Huacheng and "abandoning the city and fleeing" may cause unexpected shocks to the psychology of the people in Guangdong.

Anyway, I won't go, I have to guard the flower city today, and the British and French people must not be able to cross the thunder pool!

Ye Zhao burst out with pride, slowly pulled out a long saber, pointed to the south obliquely to the heavens and the earth, and said loudly: "Today, I swear by Jingxiang!" Swear to live and die with Huacheng! ”

"Swear to live and die with Huacheng!" The tide warriors erupted in a thunderous roar.

"Defend the Commander! Swear to live and die with Huacheng! ”

"Defend the Commander! Swear to live and die with Huacheng! ”

The earth-shattering trumpet shouts rose higher and higher, as if they would never subside............ In the Xiangyuan side hall, Ye Zhao held a "military meeting", in addition to the two flag guards, there were only three officers present, Zhenwu Battalion Gang Du Laohu, and Chaoyong generals Jiang Zhongchang and Zhao Yuanpei.

Shen Bao fell into a coma on the way back to Huacheng, and now he still can't go to the ground, and he was ordered by Ye Zhao to be sent to Fogang for cultivation.

Now the force that Ye Zhao can command is the 100 Flag Guards and 436 Zhenwu Battalion Soldiers who are not very well ammunition, of which more than a dozen Zhenwu Battalion Soldiers are slightly injured, but they can barely fight, and the seriously injured are naturally sent to Fogang together with Shenbao.

Chao Yong's 2,765 people, most of them are villagers who have not gone through the battle array, even if the green battalion soldiers who claim to have seen the battle array, where is the combat effectiveness?

Guarding the Flower City? How difficult is it?

Although the two battalions of Zuojiang and Youjiang, which were at the forefront, were ordered to rush to the aid immediately, no matter how rapid the march was, the manpower was sometimes poor, and it was already the limit to be able to reach Huacheng within a day or two.

With such military strength, how can they defend the Flower City? Ye Zhao knew very well that with the lesson of Guanyin Mountain, the coalition forces that came to attack this time were afraid that they would leave the necessary defensive forces and come out, how could there be two or three thousand people.

Positional warfare, even if you Zhenwu Zhen and Zhenwei are both in the left and right rivers, I am afraid that it will be an extremely difficult battle, not to mention the current situation.

It was impossible to build a defensive line outside Huacheng, so they could only shrink back to the county seat and fight with the coalition forces in the streets.

But the coalition army, how can they be led by their own noses? I will definitely not rush into the flower city.

Ye Zhao frowned and thought silently.

The flower hall was quiet, and only the breathing of a few people could be heard.

Jiang Zhongchang and Zhao Yuanpei are not stupid, and the two of them can also anticipate the cruel challenges they are about to face, and they really don't have any clever ideas, so they can only wait for the commander to decide.

"Report! Handsome! The Yiren Brigade has left Huangpu Port! The infantry team was in front, and the horse team pulled the artillery, and there were always twenty or thirty guns! ”

Jiang Zhongchang and Zhao Yuanpei's faces changed, and both of them thought about it in their stomachs, for today's plan, only street battles to defend against the enemy, but the Yi people used artillery, but this strategy did not work, and people would naturally set up artillery to bombard Huacheng to the ground.

Ye Zhao nodded slightly, and when he was in the capital, he learned from the letterhead in Shanghai that the French envoy in Yue bought two or three hundred war horses from Yue Ben at a high price to transport artillery, baggage, materials and luggage. After all, it was impossible to recruit war horses from the British mainland or India and transport them across the vast sea.

What is it? Ye Zhao sneered in his heart, this country always seems to play a disgraceful role, and it was like this in the previous life, when Britain and France broke through the Dagu Pass and entered Yanjing, they bought more than 1,000 war horses from Yuben to transport the baggage, and now the British and French coalition forces have not yet gathered all their strength, and there are only five or six thousand people in Guangzhou and Hong Kong, and there are less than 1,000 war horses for their own use, otherwise how could Dongying not go all out? The heart of China has long been revealed.

"Artillery team, marshal, this is troublesome!" Zhenwu Camp Gang Zhao Laohu said with a frown.

Ye Zhao's hand moved a little on the topographic map, suddenly stopped, and said, "There is a Songzhuang more than ten miles away?" ”

Jiang Zhongchang is a local and is very familiar with the terrain in this area, so he nodded and said: "Yes, the official road runs through Songzhuang, and it is the only way to come to Huacheng." Immediately, his eyes lit up, "Handsome!" Humble is willing to choose the capable tide to ambush in Songzhuang! It will definitely slaughter the artillery, the carts and horses! ”

Zhao Laohu clenched his fists violently and said loudly: "Dashuai, this desperate guy should be handed over to the Zhenwu Camp brothers!" Don't spoil the big deal! Obviously, I don't look down on a rabble like Chaoyong.

Jiang Zhongchang and Zhao Yuanpei glanced at each other, and their faces were a little unsightly.

Ye Zhao pondered, and said to Zhao Laohu: "Yangyi must be extremely vigilant, you choose two hundred elites to go." After a pause, he said softly: "Tell the brothers, each of them will receive a pension of two hundred taels of silver, and the population of the family will be supported by the official family." "How could Yangyi not be careful when passing through the village? Even if you can attack the opponent's horse convoy and slaughter the opponent's horses, it is a situation of life and death.

"Dashuai!" Jiang Zhongchang and Zhao Yuanpei suddenly knelt down, and Jiang Zhongchang said loudly: "Dashuai, Zhenwu Camp is the division of tigers and wolves, but because of this, it is easy to be recognized, but it is better for my Chaoyong brothers to pretend to be villagers and ambush in Songzhuang!" Marshal, the humble duty is willing to make a military order, if you don't cut off the opponent's horse team, the humble post will come to see you! He gritted his teeth, his face full of determination.

Ye Zhao stared at him quietly, "Do you know that this trip is dangerous?" ”

Jiang Zhongchang said solemnly: "The lowly position knows, the lowly position also knows that this is related to the safety of Huacheng, and the lowly position will not disappoint the handsome!" ”

Ye Zhao slowly got up and walked in front of him, Jiang Zhongchang didn't dare to look at him, and lowered his head.

Ye Zhao leaned over slightly, helped Jiang Zhongchang straighten his hat, and said softly: "Okay!" There you go! If you can come back alive, this official will make you enter the camp bravely! ”

"Xie Dashuai!" Jiang Zhongchang and Zhao Yuanpei kowtowed together, then got up and strode out of the hall.

"Dashuai, are they okay?" Zhao Laohu's face was full of suspicion, and he was robbed of military affairs, and he was a little unwilling.

Ye Zhao said lightly: "Willing to die, do you say it's okay?" ”

Zhao Laohu's face was hot, knowing that he had said the wrong thing, he lowered his head and said ashamedly: "Dashuai, when Jiang Zhongchang returns, I am willing to make friends with him for eight worships!" ”

Ye Zhao didn't squeak.

In fact, since the Kangxi Dynasty of the Qing Dynasty, because of secret societies such as the Heaven and Earth Society, it is regarded as a crime of rebellion against brothers with different surnames, but now thieves are swarming, and sometimes they are not taboo in the barracks.

Jiang Zhongchang and Zhao Yuanpei walked out of the yamen compound, and they heard a woman's voice behind them: "Brother! ”

You don't have to look back, you know who is coming, Jiang Zhongchang's younger sister Jiang Thirteen.

Sure enough, jumping up and chasing a girl, dressed in a short green robe, with a strong air, a rugged face very similar to Jiang Zhongchang, and a nose facing the sky, attracting wind ears, coupled with the double bun combed on the head, Yang Paifeng in a commentary.

When Jiang Zhongchang saw his sister, his eyes finally softened, and he sighed and said: "You, why are you like a wild boy, wait for me to come back, and pull a few feet of flower cloth for you to make new clothes, so that you can't find your in-laws." "Their brothers and sisters died early or died of illness, and now only the two of them depend on each other, and the relationship between brother and sister is very good.

"I don't want it!" Jiang Shisan was full of indifferent looks, but asked mysteriously: "Brother, what are you doing?" Take me with you? "She likes to dance with knives and guns the most, and she is a militant in the regiment.

"Confidential, don't ask too much!" Jiang Zhongchang reprimanded her, and when he saw his sister pouting aggrievedly, his heart couldn't help but soften, and he said in a harmonious voice: "Be obedient, after a while, when the grandfather of the country calms down Guangzhou, you also change back into women's clothes, and my brother will help you find a good family." ”

"Oh." The thirteenth sister nodded reluctantly, not good to repeatedly contradict her brother.

It's just that I don't know why, the thirteenth sister is not at peace in her heart, looking at her brother's back, the thirteenth heart is empty, as if she is going to lose something precious, and she has stood for a long time.

…… The sun was setting, standing on the southern city wall of the county, Ye Zhao looked at the south with a clairvoyant mirror, but he couldn't see anything, and could only faintly hear a burst of gunfire like bursting beans.

Finally, the sound of muskets gradually subsided, and Ye Zhao's heart was tightened, now the Zhenwu battalion soldiers and Chaoyong are all hidden in the city, and can only fight with the British and French coalition forces in street battles, waiting for most of their own help, if they can't cut off the opponent's horses, the giant artillery will attack the city, and the flower city will be in danger.

"Master, let's go down to the city!" Baksh was beside him, with a worried face, he persuaded his master to withdraw from the city, and a personal guard could pretend to be the master to defend the city to boost morale, otherwise if the city was broken, what would it be good for the master to fall into the hands of the enemy chieftain? And now that it is too late to withdraw from Huacheng, when the British and French soldiers join the siege, they can't leave if they want to. However, Baksh knew that persuasion was useless, and the master's decision would definitely be a failure.

What's more, it seems that the master has begun to make some big plans.

"I'll take a few more looks!" The telescope in Ye Zhao's hand was facing the loess road in the southeast, where the mounds were undulating and covered by small trees, so it was impossible to see the situation behind the mounds.

After about a meal, from behind the mound flashed a group of British troops in red uniforms, this nineteenth-century military uniform was extremely ornate, with queue spacing, the towering white feathers on the officers' caps were embellished, and the momentum of the piles of privates was intimidating and eye-catching.

Ye Zhao's heart sank, it was obvious that the other party's actions had not encountered any obstacles, otherwise the speed would not be so fast.

The sentinels on the city wall who observed with clairvoyance mirrors discovered the enemy's situation, and immediately whistled one after another, and some people rushed down the city to give orders everywhere in the city.

"Master, let's go." Bakshi clenched the waist knife in his hand, obviously, he also realized the problem that Ye Zhao had just thought of.

"Look again." Ye Zhao didn't move, just silently observed the groups of British soldiers who turned behind the mound.

The allied soldiers were three or four miles away from Huacheng at this time, but they gradually dispersed, and a column gathered into several large columns slowly approached, apparently, preparing to close the siege, it seems that they already knew the information of the Chinese commander in Huacheng.

And after the sand dunes, finally a few horses struggled forward, behind, pulled the black and faint iron artillery, Ye Zhao had already learned from the Shanghai letter that Europe has now entered the era of spiral rifled guns, firing cone-headed column long explosive bombs, more than ten years ago in the first Sino-British War of the smoothbore cannon compared with its power is really not the same.

A dozen horses pulled four or five iron cannons, and then, two more oxen turned out, mooed and pulled a cannon, and then behind them, there were several columns of soldiers, which should be the guards of the alert artillery unit.

Ye Zhao was slightly stunned, and then knew that the surprise attack of Jiang Zhongchang and others had worked, and a large number of horses were slaughtered, so that the British and French troops even had to catch two cattle from Zhou Village to replenish the number, thinking that the remaining ten or twenty artillery pieces were paralyzed in Zhou Village, looking at the number of soldiers who came to besiege the city now, it can also be seen that there must have been enough soldiers left in Zhou Village to take care of the artillery. The horses in Guangzhou Huangpu Port should be exhausted, and I think people have already been sent to Hong Kong to mobilize horses.

And because he was in Huacheng, the British commander naturally refused to let go of the opportunity to capture him, so he didn't delay for half a minute, and galloped with movable artillery.

Outside the line, columns of British soldiers lined up in two rows in front and back, several artillery pieces were freed from the shackles of cattle and horses, and the soldiers pushed a little bit to set up and adjust.

Ye Zhao's telescope looked around, but there was no shadow of Jiang Zhongchang's remnants.

"Look, master!" Baksh suddenly pointed ahead and shouted.

Ye Zhao looked, but saw that a long bamboo pole had been erected in front of the British array, and he didn't know what was hanging on the bamboo pole. Raising the clairvoyant mirror to see, Ye Zhao's heart was cold, and on the bamboo pole, the blood was whirring from Jiang Zhongchang's head, and his hair was covered with flesh and blood, as if he had been soaked in blood, which was unbearable.

The clairvoyant mirror in Ye Zhao's hand snapped to the ground, he only felt that he couldn't breathe, his eyes were black, he took two steps back, Bakshi hurriedly held on, and said in a lost voice: "Master, master." Helping Ye Zhao slowly sit on the battlements.

The pigtailed Chinese who stuck the bamboo pole on the mound raised his head and shouted: "Listen, people in the city, Jiang Zhongchang, the bandit who fought against my British Empire, has been beheaded!" Exposed to the sun for three days! I advise you to quickly dedicate Jingxiang to Chengcheng! Otherwise, the whole city will be bombarded with cannons! ”

"Fuck you!" Bang bang, gunshots rang out on the city wall, but the distance was too far to shoot Li Minghan at all.

"Coax, coax, coax", the cannon finally rang out, and yellow dust splashed everywhere in front of the city wall.

"Handsome! Let's go downstairs. Bakshi helped Ye Zhao up and hurried down the city, at this moment, there was a "bang", the mud and rocks were flying, and several soldiers were blown up, but it was the luck of the coalition army, and a cannonball was in the middle of the battlement.

"Surrender quickly!" Li Minghan was still shouting hoarsely.

"Pass the order! Anyone who goes out of the city will be killed! Ye Zhao went downstairs in a trance, and suddenly saved the matter, the other party knew the psychology of the Orientals, and showed Jiang Zhongchang's head to the public, which was to anger the soldiers in the city.

got into the carriage with the help of Bakshi, galloped to the county office, and in the carriage, Ye Zhaoya gritted his teeth and gurgled loudly, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and he didn't realize it.

In the city, artillery shells gradually fell into the explosion, several wooden houses were on fire, and the soldiers who had already divided the division of labor to extinguish the fire bravely ran on the street carrying buckets.

"Park, park!" Ye Zhao knocked on the carriage, the carriage slowly stopped, Ye Zhao lifted the curtain and jumped out of the car, and said in a deep voice: "Follow me to ride around on horseback!" ”

"Master, this ......" Baksh looked embarrassed.

"Needless to say!" Ye Zhao's face sank like water, Bakshi didn't dare to say any more, he hurriedly ordered someone to lead a war horse, and he also knew in his heart that the master's patrol around the city would have a huge effect on stabilizing the hearts of the army and the people, but fortunately, the other party only had four or five cannons, and there was no danger in galloping in the city.

A horse galloped from the south of the city, and when he arrived at the front of the guard, he rolled off his horse and dismounted, and said: "Dashuai, three or five hundred people rushed out of the city!" To recapture General Jiang's head! ”

Ye Zhao sighed softly, the fate of these hundreds of tide warriors can be imagined, and they must have become the unjust souls under the row of guns.

Ye Zhao got on the horse, shook the reins gently, and said, "Go to the south gate!" ”

…… Outside the south gate, densely lying full of Xiang Yong's corpses, blood flowed like a river, the nearest one, thirty-four steps away from the bamboo pole, when he saw Xiang Yong's hideous appearance of rushing over without fear of death, Li Minghan was frightened, and he had already hid in the queue of foreign adults.

In the south gate, Ye Zhao led several guards to ride horses in the doorway, and the eager townsmen were all stopped back.

In this day and age, death really isn't something to be feared.

At this time, on the long street, a group of people came to push and push, and the leader was Zhao Laohu, the help of Zhenwu Battalion, and a string of villagers were tied behind him, and there were always seventeen or eighteen.

"What's going on?" Ye Zhao urged him to go immediately, frowning and asking.

Zhao Laohu said angrily: "Handsome! These villagers are intent on robbing my Zhenwu battalion of firearms! ”

Before Zhao Laohu's words fell, he heard a girl in the bound Xiangyong shouting angrily: "Are you unwilling to go and snatch back my brother's body? Can't we go yet?! I've borrowed your musket for it, what's wrong? We are not as afraid of death as you officers and soldiers! ”

Ye Zhao followed the sound and saw a stout girl who was tied tightly, with a rough face and red and swollen eyes, looking at herself with hatred. "Your brother? Are you the sister of General Jiang? ”

"Yes! My name is Jiang Thirteen! Cut off my head! The thirteenth sister was indignant.

Ye Zhao waved his horsewhip and said, "Untie it!" The Zhenwu battalion soldiers were busy untying them one by one.

The thirteenth sister pulled the rope off her body and said loudly to Ye Zhao: "Handsome! I think you are a reasonable person, can you borrow thirteen firearms, and I will die with my brother!" By this time, her tears had long since dried up, and all that was left was hatred.

Ye Zhao's face sank: "Bastard!" Your brother died a well-deserved death, and his death was worth it! How much time did your brother's death buy for the help of Huacheng? Are you going to die now? What is it? Is that right, your brother? If it weren't for your brother's affection, I would have whipped you a few times! ”

Thirteen was stunned, he never thought that the big man would reprimand himself violently, and he was aggrieved and sad in his heart, but the big handsome's words were like an enlightenment, and he couldn't refute every sentence.

Ye Zhao's voice softened and said, "Go back, as soon as your brother's head is outside the city, the hatred in my heart will be more than three points, and I will remember this hatred in my heart." ”

The thirteenth sister looked at Ye Zhao in a daze, finally nodded, then knelt down, kowtowed a few times, turned around and strode away.

It was getting dark.

...... "coax", the earth seemed to be trembling, Ye Zhao, who was sleeping against the wall in the doorway, opened his eyes suddenly, and the guards who peeked out from the crack in the city gate turned around and said anxiously: "Dashuai, the Yiren are here!" ”

At this time, the sky was just dawning, and a large section of the south wall of Huacheng slowly collapsed, and a column of British soldiers, with bayonets shining, slowly pressed up, obviously, the commander of the other party saw the city wall collapse and was ready to storm Huacheng.

"Master! Let's go back to the county office! Baksh thought in his heart, now it is not difficult for the guards to gather around the master to kill from the north gate, but he also knows that the master will not just run away.

Ye Zhao nodded, turned over on his horse, and said loudly: "Put up the handsome flag of the yamen!" Stretched out his hand and pulled out the pocket watch, yesterday the coalition artillery roared in the middle of the night, but only now did it break through the city wall, Jiang Zhongchang bought a full half a day for the reinforcements, the second battalion of Zuojiang and Youjiang, but did they receive three quick and urgent letters from yesterday?

The banner of the "handsome" character of the county government hunted in the wind, and in the city, there was already a shouting and killing.

Ye Zhao stood on the branch of the camphor tree in the courtyard, looked around with a telescope, there were shouts of killing everywhere, there were fierce white-knuckle battles everywhere, and the British soldiers were still rushing into the city.

In the wooden building shop on Southeast Street, the defensive front organized by the Zhenwu battalion was extremely solid, they shot from the upper floor, and in the alley downstairs, a group of British soldiers were blocked in this area, and the sound of killing was shocking.

On West Street, a group of villagers were being slaughtered by foreign soldiers, obviously losing their morale, and they were defeated like a swarm.

"Raise the flag, West Street!" Ye Zhao said lightly.

Someone immediately shouted under the tree: "Raise the flag, West Street!" ”

The flag soldier standing on the tiled house immediately waved the flag in his hand.

Soon, in the sound of the horn, the blue whirlwind flew across West Street, and several groups of foreign soldiers were swept away, and the fleeing townsmen immediately rushed up, drowning the dozen or so red dots that had been slashed by the cavalry's swords.

The entire flower city seems to have become a Shura land.

Outside the city, above the sand dunes.

General Carpenter, riding on a steed, was also using a telescope to observe the city.

For more than an hour, the coalition forces were struggling in this small town, paying a heavy price for every step forward, and the yellow flag flying high in the Chinese official's office in the southeast corner seemed to be laughing at him.

Standing in front of the commander's horse, Li Minghan was even more worried in his heart, and secretly prayed that the coalition army would quickly break through Huacheng and capture Na Jingxiang and behead him. It was Li Minghan's idea to show the head of the leader of Chaoyong to the public, if the coalition army could not capture Huacheng today, Li Minghan felt chills in his heart when he thought about it, in case the matter of his idea was leaked, this city was full of Chaoyong, don't slaughter yourself one by one to eat meat?

It's just, a few thousand villagers? I thought that these British would destroy the city like a decay, but why did they work so hard?

Carpenter held the binoculars and observed for a long time, and finally saw the trick, he slapped the horse's mane sharply, and said hatefully: "Raised by a bitch, Chinese, cunning!" He turned his head and said loudly: "Order, all attack the buildings on Southeast Street!" The plan to besiege the Chinese official office is canceled! ”

…… The soldiers of the Zhenwu battalion were gradually forced to retreat into the store, and groups of British troops occupied the shooting terrain and surrounded this area.

And the four cities are brave, the flags everywhere are cut down, and gradually more and more people flee.

Behind the binoculars, Ye Zhao's face became more and more serious, and he reached out and took out his pocket watch to look at it.

"Master, let's get out of the city!" Under the tree, Baksh rode his horse and shouted loudly. Just now, the flag guards rescued the northwest foot Kunzi Banner Xiangyong, and seven or eight guards were shot and fell off their horses.

"Can't go!" Ye Zhao didn't have a trace of expression on his face, but his words were categorical. Now that he is gone, everything is meaningless, and his own deployment has been completely disrupted, this is not only the negative impact of losing Huacheng and the marshal abandoning the city and fleeing, but the entire war he made yesterday has become a wasted situation, and it will cause immeasurable losses to the future plan.

"Go to support the Southeast Zhenwu Battalion! I'll go too! Ye Zhao said, and prepared to jump from the tree, guarding the flag, I am afraid that most of this place will be broken today, but if the Zhenwu camp is completely suppressed, the county yamen will be attacked by foreigners in every minute.

Baksh was startled and hurriedly said, "Master, no! ”

At this moment, he suddenly heard a high-pitched shouting and killing sound from the southeast, Ye Zhao was slightly stunned, raised the clairvoyant mirror to look, and saw a group of brave men killed in the southeast streets, one by one carrying rifles in their hands, and rushing up to fight the white blade after shooting one by one. And the one who took the lead had a white belt tied on his head, wasn't it Jiang Thirteen?

Obviously, Jiang 13 gathered a group of fleeing villagers, picked up the foreigners' firearms and killed them again, and the Zhenwu battalion soldiers quickly rushed out of the shop, and in the deafening sound of killing, they repelled this wave of attacks by foreigners.

Ye Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, picked up his pocket watch again, and looked at the second battalion of Zuojiang and Youjiang, which was clearly written in his letter, if he couldn't rush to help on time, he would definitely cut off the head of the main general.

…… On the sand dunes outside the city, General Carpenter was full of smiles, although the Chinese in the southeast building area had made a stubborn counterattack, but now they were losing ground and scattered in several buildings to resist stubbornly, and now, they could attack their official offices, and they could capture Jingxiang alive.

Let's see, what does this most famous general in the Chinese look like?

When General Carpenter was about to give an order, a series of gunshots suddenly rang out in the vicinity of Zhou Village, Carpenter was slightly stunned, and the artillery temporarily paralyzed in Zhou Village was left by hundreds of soldiers to take care of him.

Who knew that the gunshots were like a burst of gunfire, "Go!" Carpenter finally couldn't hold himself anymore and gestured to the guards beside him, telling him to quickly reconnoiter what was going on.

At this time, Zhouzhuang was surrounded by banners, and the second battalion of Han Jinchun and Zhang Qian was launching a fierce attack on Yingyi.

On 15 June, as the 2nd Battalion of the Left and Right Rivers entered the battlefield, this magnificent battle recorded in Chinese history books as "the first battle of the Modernization Corps in Chinese history" began.

According to historical records, the Anglo-French coalition forces dispatched nearly 6,000 men before and after the battle, mobilizing almost all the British and French military forces in Hong Kong and Guangzhou. On the Chinese side, six battalions of riflemen, including Zhenwei, Zhenwu, Zhenhe, Zuojiang, and Youjiang, were successively put into the battlefield, and nearly 6,000 Liao Yongchaoyong were put into battle, and in the later stage of the campaign, the total number of troops put into the battlefield reached more than 19,000.

This tragic battle lasted for nearly a month, the two sides fought a series of bloody battles between Guangzhou and Huacheng, although the Chinese Army rifle battalion was greatly reduced, and the regiments suffered heavy losses, but there were also Zhenwu, Zuojiang and Liaoyong left and right flanks to besiege Guangzhou City, Zhenwei, Zhenhe and other battalions surrounded the reinforcements, and completely annihilated the brilliant results of the seventh battalion of the British Royal Liverpool Infantry Regiment, so that the battalion number withdrew from the British Imperial [***] team sequence.

The handsome banner of the Chinese commander Ye Zhao has been flying high in the sky over Huacheng, becoming the source of the unattainable nightmare of the British and French forces.

(To be continued)