Colonel Philippe, who had already missed the deadline set by the governor of Dume, immediately led a coalition of nearly 4,000 French troops and servants, as well as some French expatriates armed with righteous indignation, and slaughtered the royal city with great vigour, because it was by train, and the railway was in the west of the city, so he attacked Hue from the west gate, and the next target of the attack was naturally the Truong Duc gate west of the royal city.

At this time, Chen Hu in the royal city has already made a defensive arrangement, although the scale of this royal city is not large, but it is extremely perfect in terms of defense, in addition to the city wall built of mountain stone and a wide moat, especially what makes him happy is that the four stone castles also have a large scale of turret, although it is not equipped with modern cannons, but the number of old-fashioned breech guns is still a lot. Moreover, the Vietnamese guarding the royal city, including some of the braver clan members, were mobilized to participate in the defense, and now everyone understands that none of the French can escape if they attack it, and if they insist on one day, the Chinese reinforcements will arrive, so it will naturally be released. Turrets and old breech guns, new water-cooled heavy machine guns, and large-caliber mortars play indirect aiming in the city, forming an impregnable line of defense with the fortified stone castle.

With only a few hundred meters in length on the front street of the Truong Duc Gate, Yan Zhan's lack of experience in street fighting, coupled with his habitual contempt for the Vietnamese, made the French suffer a great loss as soon as they fought each other, and these guys, under the cover of the cannons and heavy machine guns on the outer city walls, swaggered forward along the wide street with rifles, unaware that countless muzzles and muzzles were aimed at them on the opposite side. It wasn't until the French advance had already entered the firing range of fifty meters, and was almost close to the moat, that this guy suddenly turned his gun and shouted: "Fire!" ”

In an instant, the entire Xiguan Fort was like a volcanic explosion, with light and heavy machine guns. Submachine gun. Rifles, pistols, grenadiers. The old breech guns were all spewing flames and were forming a rather sparse formation, and the French troops advancing along the open streets seemed to be in a storm of steel, and more than five hundred men were overwhelmed by bullets and shells at this moment, and the poor French soldiers were beaten to pieces before they could even find a place to hide. Colonel Philip in the back looked stupid, and this veteran who had participated in the street battles in Paris couldn't help but tremble a little.

Fortunately, the streets were lined with buildings, and after the chaos of the first tens of seconds, the remnants of the French army still found shelter, but it was these tens of seconds that half of Colonel Philippe's battalion was gone, and the entire street was covered with the dead and wounded of the French. The blood stained the pavement red, and the heart-rending screams made the faces of the French boys who had almost forgotten the barricades of Paris turn earthy. Under the cover of artillery fire, the French began to try to rescue the wounded who were thrown in the street, but what they did not know was that behind the partially well-concealed firing ports on the city walls, more than a dozen sniper rifles equipped with scopes were staring at the wounded, and as soon as a dozen French soldiers who recklessly rushed out of their hiding places approached, they were immediately shot in the head one after another, and after several attempts and more than thirty deaths, the remnants of the French army had to give up this effort, and watched their compatriots scream incessantly, A little bit of their courage wears away.

In the face of this situation, Colonel Philip was at a loss, he was just a third-rate commander who came to the colony to retire, his mind was still stuck in the era of street fighting in Paris, there were no machine guns and submachine guns in that era, soldiers in that era could charge with rifles, courage and bayonets decided the victory, and he was blind when he encountered this situation where firepower decided the outcome of the game, but fortunately he still had artillery, and he was confident that he would bombard for an hour, and no matter how stubborn the enemy was, he should retreat.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a sharp whistling sound overhead.

The two 150 heavy mortars in Chen Hu's hands did not carry too many shells, so they would not waste shells before accurately locking the position of the French artillery, but now it is completely okay, a three-shot six-shell smashed on the outer city wall behind him one after another in Colonel Philip's stunned gaze, and the huge shells weighing more than 20 kilograms were amazingly powerful, and in the explosion of fire, he could even see that his cannons arranged along the city wall were instantly torn apart, and the three cannon barrels flew out directly dozens of meters and then smashed on the nearby buildings.

This was followed by a series of more than a dozen shells, and in less than two minutes, the French artillery was completely annihilated.

The poor colonel watched this scene with grief and indignation, and gave the order to continue the attack, this time the French were much smarter, they pushed the Vietnamese servants to the front as cannon fodder, and then clung to the buildings on both sides while carefully grinding forward.

Chen Hu is not in a hurry, in order to save bullets, he even forbade machine guns and submachine guns to fire, but only ordered the soldiers to use rifles to roll call, plus the breech gun loaded with loose shells, this thing is still very sufficient, anyway, no matter how the French rub, they can't bypass the moat, the water depth of the moat dozens of meters wide can be topless, and there is a small bridge a few meters wide on the river, and there is no other passage. The south of the city is the noon gate, there is the main gate of the palace, the defense is tighter, although the north side is similar to here, but it is the back garden of the palace, similar to the artificial lake like Zhongnanhai in Beijing, only the east and west sides are easy to attack, even if they go around to the east is also the result, this old-fashioned castle defense is actually very tight, there is no large-caliber heavy artillery to fill with human lives, just this one regiment is far from enough.

Just when the war broke out in Hue City, another design of the Governor of Dumy also failed, and the French Far East Fleet from the distant Cam Ranh Bay to the north also failed to complete their task, although the French destroyers were also more than 30 knots high, but because of the performance problems of the transmission system, it only lasted an hour at most, and it was a thousand kilometers from Cam Ranh Bay to here, how could it be possible to reach Da Nang in front of the Chinese fleet that set sail from 200 kilometers away?

However, the reinforcements of the 7th Division did not board 6 in Da Nang, which is a colony of the French and not Vietnamese territory, and forcibly boarding 6 there would be regarded as aggression against France, as for forcibly landing 6 on Vietnamese territory, it doesn't matter, we are here to protect the Vietnamese diaspora, where can we land 6 if we don't land 6 in Vietnam? Four aboard 6 ships loaded with an infantry regiment plus a battalion of 105mm howitzers grabbed the beach in Linggu Bay, another resort north of Da Nang, and then drove along the railway to Hue, a distance of sixty or seventy kilometers, because there were no trains and no roads, even if there were tracked artillery trucks, they would not arrive in Hue earlier than tomorrow morning, and before that, Hue City would have to rely on Chen Hu himself.

Fortunately, this job is not difficult for Chen Hu.

The French assault on the royal city was once again a crushing defeat, and their tactics of grinding worked, and after losing more than 200 men, they finally reached the moat, but they had no equipment to cross the river, so they could only rush to the narrow stone bridge, and at this time the long-dormant machine guns and submachine guns opened fire. The poor Frenchmen bravely charged and then fell to the bridge, and in just a minute the dead bodies were piled up into a terrible wall of corpses, and even blocked the way of the attack behind. This tragic scene instantly destroyed the will of the servants, and these guys, who were already terrified because of being traitors, directly chose to collapse under the sense of shame, the resentment of being used as cannon fodder by the French and the terror of the defenders opposite, and hundreds of people scattered in a hurry and ran away without a trace in an instant.

"A bunch of garbage, just give me a brigade at this level to hit Saigon!" Chen Hu on the fort looked at the defeated French army in front of him and muttered to himself with contempt, and a Vietnamese clan next to him watched him take out a cigarette and quickly struck a match flatteringly.

"Zhang, this is all your mistake, and your cowardice is responsible for this failure!" Colonel Philippe watched this scene and yelled angrily at the minister Zhang Rugang who came to help him, he didn't seem to see that when the servants were scattering, his French army was also routing.

Zhang Rugang lowered his head in embarrassment, looking resentful.

Hearing the news of the successive victories outside, Nguyen Phuc Zhao in the city was proud at this time, when the French artillery was not destroyed before, the shells that kept falling in the palace scared him so much that he hid directly in the basement, but as the explosion stopped, the defenders outside firmly blocked the French, and he also rushed out of the basement with a high spirit, and even happily teased his son, who was born less than two months old, to show his calmness.

It's a pity that what he doesn't know is that his life is only one day, in the courtyard of the JY company not far from the east gate of the royal city, more than two hundred copycat French soldiers are waiting for dark, after dark, they will attack the palace under the response of the defenders in the city, and then clean the Vietnamese clan, as for the future king of Vietnam, it is naturally the little prince in Nguyen Phuc Zhao's arms, Emperor Yang has decided to adopt this orphan, of course, after he turns him into an orphan.

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