"Such a siege is unlikely to succeed, and my advice is, well, it is better to drive the natives to attack the city, and then the army will follow behind. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

As the group came together to discuss a countermeasure, Weddell offered his proposal.

"I also agree, heavy artillery bombardment is impossible, the west side is like this, the northeast is also guarded by heavy artillery, and our warships cannot approach from the bay."

Sanders said dryly.

"Just relying on the natives can only consume the baggage and attention of the defenders, and cannot capture the city, of course we have to place the soldiers to follow up, who will follow behind."

Zheng Zhilong looked at a few people, this is the key, no one wants to lose their team.

Of course, no one wants to lose more of their subordinates, which is all the capital to settle down in the Far East.

After deliberation, Zheng Zhilong dispatched 1,500 men, the Dutch drew 1,500 men from 4,000, the Spaniards drew 1,000 men, and the other Portuguese and English were all in battle.

Weddell was extremely dissatisfied, all the English people who could make up it had to go into battle, which was not fair, but it was too extravagant to be fair at this time, this is the realm where everything is measured by the size of a fist, who let Weddell lead too few Englishmen.

Between the might of Zheng Zhilong, more than 3,000 Ming people were not driven to attack the city, which can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune.

The next day was a busy day, and all the Turen Ming were driven to make wooden shields and ladders, which were protective equipment.

That's right, these natives are cannon fodder, but the coalition forces still hope that most of them can arrive at the city to attack the city and consume the Ming people's defensive baggage, rather than fearlessly dying on the way, and the cannon fodder must also be used properly, the number of cannon fodder here is not too much, so it should be saved.

On the third day, all the natives were driven by the coalition forces to the red castle in the northeast, crying and shouting along the way.

Behind them were 5,000 allied soldiers with muskets and guns in their hands, and the natives found that there was no way to retreat at all, but to move forward, otherwise the coalition forces behind could immediately kill them on the spot.

This more than 10,000 people covered the off-road road on the west side, but the loose formation and short stature in front of him looked like cannon fodder, and Li Lu disdained it.

How cold-blooded and cruel the conquest in the north is, how many times Jiannu drove the people of the Ming Dynasty to attack the city, Li Lu has already experienced it, it can be said that dealing with such an attack is extremely common, and it is not in the eyes of the soldiers of the Broken Army, and these numbers are really not enough.

No sooner had this large group of men and horses reached the point of four miles than they were bombarded by ten thirty-six-pounder guns at the head of the city.

Boom, boom, the roar of artillery sounded again in the sky over Anping City, and a large stream of smoke rose from the bottom layer, between the heaviness of the thirty-six-pounder gun, and these heavy guns were placed at the bottom layer, which actually had a certain impact on the firing range.

You don't need any precise aiming, you can bombard to the west, where the off-road is covered with crowds, and the ten cannons of the Broken Army are guaranteed to be empty.

The projectile roared into the crowd of natives, and the howls and cries immediately rang out, and some people were even violently hit by the projectile into the air, and flesh and stumps flew out of the air.

The natives who had never seen such a terrifying scene began to retreat, and were immediately knocked down by the coalition soldiers behind them with firearms, and the bloody and cruel means made the natives understand that the back road was impassable, and most of the people who were scattered by the shelling were still unharmed, but these foreigners behind were able to kill them all, and the natives could only return and march east again.

When they approached two miles, the remaining Dutch 12-pounder and 9-pounder cannons on the western wall began to roar.

At this time, more than twenty cannons were already roaring, spewing flames and projectiles to the west.

Every time these projectiles bounce across the ground, they cause casualties, causing the field to cry and blood balls rolling everywhere.

The coalition soldiers behind were much more experienced, and they discharged a sparse formation and approached the east, of course, this only reduced casualties, and the relentless projectiles were still raging among them.

When the front of the natives came to a place a hundred paces away from the city, the firecrackers of the captives began to fire in a volley, and the crisper sound of firecrackers and the low roar of cannons echoed over Anping City.

There were not many casualties among the natives in front of them, and the wooden shields blocked most of the firebolts, and only a few were unlucky to be hit by the projectiles that entered the Xingsan formation and fell to death.

When they came to the deep trench, many of the natives in the back row rushed up with sandbags, and the shields became the obstacle, and they all had to make way for them.

It was at this moment that the musketeers of the Breaker Army fired two premeditated volleys, and more than 200 natives immediately fell to the west of the deep trench, and some of them fell directly into the deep trench.

The natives looked at their comrades rolling on the ground, their scalps tingling, but they had no choice but to move forward, and behind them was a fiery array.

After paying hundreds of casualties, they finally crossed the deep trench, and the natives howled and rushed towards the walls, and they were already a little mad by this time.

The rest of the coalition fell behind them, using the flesh and blood of the natives as shields.

Boom, boom, the cannon of the Broken Army continued to roar, continuing to make trouble for the coalition soldiers behind.

The natives carried the ladder to the city and began to climb, and at the same time, nearly 1,000 musketeers of the coalition army behind began to line up their guns to cover to prevent the Ming army from killing and injuring a large number of natives.

Unfortunately, the effectiveness of their platoon guns was extremely bad, and the soldiers of the Broken Army all fired behind the battlements of the castle, and those who could be hit were extremely bad, and most of them were not damaged in the slightest.

The firecrackers of the Breaker Army bombarded the natives who climbed the city with firearms, and at this time they carried the cloud ladder to attack the city, and the natives had no wooden shields to protect themselves, and the casualties immediately increased greatly.

The natives fell to the city one by one, but they continued to ascend the city under the pressure of the coalition forces in the rear.

Li Lu, who was commanding the battle in the second-floor gun position, shook his head regretfully, and the coalition soldiers behind him just didn't get close to the city wall, which also made him helpless.

Li Lu made a gesture, and several hands beside him immediately blew the rapid brass horn, which was harsh enough even in a noisy battlefield.

At this time, the gun emplacements on the ground floor and the broken arms in the battlements ignited the medicine bags one by one and threw them down, and immediately the explosions under the city continued to roar, and it was almost impossible to hear the number.

The natives were torn apart by the constant explosion of the pods, and because they had no armor at all, they were particularly badly hit, and after the first wave of blows on the walls under the bottom floor, more than half of the natives fell to the ground either silently or still rolling and struggling.

The natives could no longer support it at this time, and the natives who were still alive ran backwards with all their strength, they just wanted to leave this tragic and bloody place as far away as possible.

The strange-shaped corpses of the natives under the city are now covered with several layers, and the howls of the casualties of the natives make the coalition soldiers behind them also stunned.

Zheng Cai, who was in charge of the siege in front, immediately ordered the withdrawal of the army, without hesitation at all, this is a siege, this is suicide, even if it is replaced by a coalition army, there is no way, can you deal with the other party's medicine bag blasting, and it is wishful thinking to attack the city before finding a way to restrain it.

Therefore, this time the coalition forces did not stop the collapse of the natives at all, and they themselves immediately turned back and fled.

It's a pity that it is the so-called easy to come and difficult to go back, they fled one after another, and they committed the taboo of retreating.

Without anyone to cover them, the backs of these coalition soldiers were all left to the musketeers of the Broken Army, and as a result, the musketeers fired two volleys fiercely, resulting in more than 400 coalition soldiers.

And that wasn't all, as they retreated through the trenches, the Breakers' artillery fired a volley of shotguns.

The dense scatter of bullets almost smashed the rear of the Blue Army, and no half-body armor could stop this brutal bombardment.

Fortunately, the natives who fled after them blocked most of the projectiles, but hundreds of coalition troops were still beaten into a sieve, and they fell to the ground crying for their lives covered in blood.

There were such bloody people everywhere within a radius of half a mile, and the miserable cries resounded throughout the island, and anyone who watched the countless bloody people roll and heard the constant miserable howls would be terrified.

If the violent scene under Fangcai City was extremely bloody, then the half-mile radius of the realm at this moment was simply a hell on earth, and the terrible shouts resounded throughout the wilderness.

The coalition soldiers ran stiffly, and they returned to their starting place safely at this time, and no one could stop them from wanting to go back.

Of course, no one stopped them, and the leaders of the coalition were all frightened by this violent scene, and they watched in silence with pale faces as the majestic soldiers stumbled and fled in embarrassment.

This is an embarrassing defeat that Zheng Zhilong, the Spaniards, and the English have never experienced in recent years.

Needless to say, Zheng Zhilong has annihilated more than ten large pirates such as Liu Xiang in recent years, and it can be said that he is invincible.

The Dutch occupied large swaths of what would become Indonesia, and established the city of Jakarta, the capital of what would become their East India Company, and the natives were a minor nuisance.

The Spaniards even occupied the whole of the Philippines, where they were the emperors of the soil, and only when they robbed others, they did not suffer a big loss.

They never thought that this Ming people would be so difficult, so that their subordinates were defeated, this Ming people are really evil, it seems that they are not only good at naval warfare, but also a hard stubble on land offense and defense.

"It seems that it is impossible to storm the city, let's besiege the city, as long as we defeat the Ming people's sailors, the rest will be easy to do."

Zheng Zhilong looked at the other three.

Saunders, Van Penny, and Sandel nodded helplessly. (To be continued.) )