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How big is Zhenhai Fort? It's not more than a mile away.

For a town, such a scale is already commendable. But for a battle, it's just a small piece of land.

And in such a palm-sized projectile place, there have been four thousand main forces of the riot army, and the number of riot supporters has gathered even more.

Liu Xian stopped fighting in Dangar City for three days, and more than a dozen True God Sect villages along the way all fled eastward, and most of them entered Xining City, but some of them still stayed in Zhenhai Fort, together with the thousands of True God Cult supporters in Zhenhai Fort, and 4,000 young and strong main forces of the rebel army, tens of thousands of people gathered in such a small place.

Liu Xian will not use a regular siege battle to attack Zhenhai Fort. Duolonga's battles in Shaanxi have long told the world how to fight such a battle that does not need the slightest consideration!

In less than an hour, the western wall of Zhenhai Fort was destroyed. Although the shells did not open and crack the walls of Zhenhai Fort, the battlements and female walls were almost swept away, leaving only a bare city head, which was obviously badly shaped.

None of the rioters who had covered the city were gone. Rifle fire can form a direct suppression of the city. With a wave of his hand, Liu Xian moved forward one mile, and the soldiers directly forced to a distance of about 100 meters below Zhenhai Fort.

The cavalry artillery adjusted the firing of Zhu Yuan, set up an artillery position [the gun position needs to be dug and piled up to slow down], and there are four or five burning red solid bullets in the large brazier with red charcoal being prepared. The mortar cannon began to exert force, and in the interval when the cavalry cannon was resting, it sent one after another flowering shells into Zhenhai Fort at a faster speed.

"Boom, boom—"

Again and again, the sound of artillery rang out. For the rioters and supporters in the fort, they really couldn't tell the difference between the sound of cavalry guns and mortar guns, and they couldn't tell the power of their shells.

For them, the force of the mortar artillery was just the resumption of artillery bombardment by the officers and soldiers who had stopped for a while. In a courtyard not far from the west gate of Zhenhai Fort, exquisite shadow walls, flowers, galleries, and rockeries were shattered by cannonballs, and earth and stone fragments were scattered in all directions. In the past, it was decorated with exquisite shapes and unique rhymes, and the Zhenhai Fort Mu Mansion, which was known for its light and elegant style, was completely ruthlessly destroyed by artillery fire.

"General be careful—" As soon as an exclamation from one of his relatives reached his ears, Mu Song was crushed to the ground before he could react. A flowering bomb landed in front of the windowsill outside, and the shock wave of the explosion shattered and ignited the entire window, and the violent heat accompanied by countless flying pieces of wood cleared the entire room.

The time had already reached the afternoon, and the cannonballs rained down on Zhenhai Fort City.

The flowering bombs were accompanied by the scorching arson bombs, and there were already seven or eight large and small fires in Zhenhai Fort. Fortunately, there is no wind today, otherwise the entire Zhenhai Fort will be turned into a sea of fire.

In addition to Mu Song himself, there were also Su Yishan, the number three person in Zhenhai Fort, and the three leaders of the army. In addition, several injured relatives couldn't help but cry out in pain.

Mu Song got up and quickly patted the dust on his body, and his two eyes glanced at the relatives around him gratefully. Thanks to this person's cleverness, otherwise I am afraid that I will follow in the footsteps of Su Yishan.

"General, this place can't stay any longer."

Hearing the sound of the explosion, the leader of Mu Song's personal soldiers outside hurriedly ran over to see. Su Yishan's appearance startled him, fortunately Mu Song was fine, he hurriedly persuaded Mu Song.

Mu Mansion is Mu Song's home, and although it has been bombed many times, Mu Song has never been willing to leave the home that his ancestors have run for generations. But now look...... It's not okay to leave anymore.

Mu Song's eyes were a little dull, he was thinking about the choice he made four years ago, if he chose another path, like those of the Salar tribe, and was not moved by Ma Gasan, would the Mu family still have this disaster today?

Mu Song is not a fool. The situation in Zhenhai Fort is so bad, he knows very well. This place has not been lost so far, it is completely blessed by the true God, and the wind has not been blown in the sky. But how many days does it not blow in Xining? Zhenhai Fort will be lost after all. The Mu family's belongings and property are also finished. The ancestors have worked hard for several generations, and the hard work has made the Mu family now a qiē, and the family reputation of the first hope of a castle is all over because of one of their own choices.

Painful remorse was devouring Mu Song's heart like a poisonous snake.

Since the fall of the city of Tangar, Mu Song's faith and mind have been shaken. If Dangar can't hold it, can the small Zhenhai Fort be able to hold it? He hadn't had a good night's sleep in days. Now Mu Song's hair is messy, his face is dark blue, his eyes are bloodshot, and his spirit is Alexander.

But if he were to make another decision at this time, Mu Song would not be able to make a quick decision. I had to glance at the completely messy room nostalgically, like an old dog exuding endless decadence, and ordered the people around him: "Immediately transfer, let's go to the True God Temple." ”

As a 200-year-old gathering place of True God Religion, Zhenhai Fort's True God Temple belongs to the old sect of religion, and its beliefs are far more moderate than the Protestant religion that has spread in recent decades. But under the general situation, both the old and new True God sects were involved in this monstrous killing. The officers and soldiers who quelled the chaos did not care about the old and new.

Coalition positions outside the city. Liu Xian looked up at the sky, and the scorching sun made him have to squint his eyes, "God really doesn't give face, how good it would be to have a strong wind!" ”

As long as there is a strong wind, the flames of Zhenhai Fort will turn into a sea of fire. The tens of thousands of people in it, whether they were civilians or soldiers, had to flee as long as they didn't want to die. Although the goods of a town will be reduced to ashes, there is no doubt that the victory of the war will go to the allied forces.

Liu Xian had already sent cavalry to monitor the north and south gates of Zhenhai Fort, and most of the more than 5,000 Mongolian cavalry had also been scattered among the mountains and hills a few miles away from the east gate of Zhenhai Fort. The stove has been set up, just waiting for the fat to go to the pot.

But God doesn't give face. The arson bombs that had been prepared were all fired, and the wind did not blow yet.

"Order Zhang Zhongkui to lead an infantry brigade to the city and occupy the west wall of Zhenhai Fort."

The Qin army of the expeditionary army, the cavalry part was led by Wei Ming, and the infantry of the two brigades was led by Zhang Zhongkui. The garrison brigade, artillery, baggage troops, medical battalion, and hussar battalion were all incorporated into the military department, and Liu Xian personally led them.

The rioters and supporters in the fort tried their best to dodge the shells and put out the fire, and on the other hand, they did not relax their vigilance against the western city wall. When Zhang Zhongkui led a large group of infantry to climb the city one after another, the rioters in the fort immediately gathered and launched a counterattack on the west city.

But there is a difference between high and low, the riot army has suffered a loss in firepower, and now it is still in a state of upward attack, and the infantry brigade that appeared at the head of the city should not be too sharp to kill people. And they can also guide the artillery outside the city to adjust the shooting of Zhu Yuan, after the first wave of the rebel counterattack failed, the second wave of the offensive that continued to be launched was annihilated by dozens of shells on the spot before rushing under the city wall.

The attack from the north and south walls to the west of the city was a game of death. The road at the head of the city was so narrow that the infantry of the expeditionary army only needed to place a small team of troops at the corner of one side to block the route on the left and right. While suppressing the attack of the rioters, the squads on both sides still had the spare strength to hunt down the rioters exposed in the distance of the north and south city walls.

Today's Zhenhai Fort, that is, a boiled duck, sent it to Liu Xian to pick him up and send it to his mouth.

The rebel army launched three counterattacks in a row, each time killing and wounding one on the ground. Zhang Zhongkui could not estimate the exact number of losses. But the rebels in Zhenhai Fort no longer had the courage to launch a fourth counterattack.

With the free expeditionary infantry, they began to hunt down the exposed thugs in the fort. The range and accuracy of the rifle in their hands were enough for them to transmit the threat of death to the east gate of Zhenhai Fort.

When the rioters and their supporters were killed and wounded on the streets, no one dared to show their heads lightly, and no one tried to extinguish the natural fire.

In the True God Temple, Mu Song closed his eyes in pain.

"Call Bai Zixing, I have something to discuss with him."

The mountains and rivers are exhausted, and there is no way out. Mu Song finally made up his mind.

He didn't want to die, let alone his son, and he didn't want his Mu family to be cut off. Moreover, he did not want to see thousands of Christians die. That's tragic!

So, he's going to surrender. Even if the massacre that had just taken place by the Huangshui River, the blood stains had not dried up, and Mu Song had to surrender. He didn't believe that the expeditionary army could slaughter 10,000 of them at once.

It has been two days since Liu Xian sent troops to the east, and Zhenhai Fort is only forty miles away from Dangar City, and Mu Song has already figured out the situation there. Only half of the officers and soldiers were slaughtered, and the remaining half were still alive. For Mu Song, that's enough.

It's better to live half than to die. The current situation in Zhenhai Fort, once the wind blows and the fort turns into a sea of fire, all their people must flee to the outside of the fort. Even the most stupid person knows how dangerous it is outside the fort, and the officers and soldiers have cast a net to wait for them.

Rushing out to meet only a hail of bullets and death. When the time comes, if the whole army surrenders, how can it be better to surrender now?

Besides, in addition to besieging and killing the Zhenhai Fort and Xining Zhenxin soldiers, he Mu Song had some blood on his hands, and he had never done anything about slaughtering officials and men. He's not Magasan. Ma Benyuan and Ma Guiyuan brothers, his sins are not great. Compared to the leaders of other rebel armies, they can be said to be small.

However, the current Zhenhai Fort is not the time for him Mu Song to have the final say, a large number of reinforcements have entered the fort city, and a large number of True God Cult believers have fled, although Mu Song is still the supreme commander of Zhenhai Fort, he can't control all the military power at all.

If it weren't for the fact that Su Yishan died just now, and some leaders had also died in the previous three counterattacks, Mu Song wanted to surrender, and Bai Zixing would not be the only one to negotiate with. R1152