Chapter 503: Breaking the City II

Negotiations could not be negotiated at one time, and the Franc envoy did not receive the order to surrender unconditionally, so he had to go back again and consult with the Franc Mechanic officer. As soon as Dongyong's conditions were reported to Aberkui, he was instantly beaten back by Aberqua. If the safety of their person and property cannot be guaranteed, they will never surrender. The so-called unconditional surrender is absolutely indispensable.

The Franc messenger has been back and forth several times.

The conditions on both sides are also gradually getting closer. If he had given the Franc a few more days, he might have been able to talk.

It just happened unexpectedly.

During the negotiations, the artillery never stopped firing. The Franc machine has never stopped repairing the city wall, but the speed at which the Franc machine can withstand repairs is far less than the speed of artillery bombardment.

Before the results of the negotiations, the experiment of whether the artillery could collapse the city walls had already come to fruition. I don't know if a cannonball hit that critical juncture, and the walls of Famosha City, which were several feet wide, collapsed with a bang, or fell outward, filling the moat in an instant.

Zhu Houhuang was overjoyed, and he didn't care about negotiating anymore. Immediately ordered an attack.

The Franc machine artillery, which has not been dispatched for a long time, was launched in an instant, forming an artillery corridor under the city, and began to fire fiercely with the artillery at the head of the city, but it was still the artillery under the city that suffered, but this time there were ten copper artillery pieces entering, but the target of these ten copper artillery pieces was still a collapsed gap.

A large number of foot soldiers rushed forward with a roar.

Even though the Franco's cannon attracted a lot of attention for them, and suppressed a lot of artillery, but because of the location, several artillery pieces on both sides of the broken wall of Famosha were in the best position, and they shot desperately, and after a while, dozens of iron bullets smashed into the attacking crowd, creating a large number of gaps in the group.

The cannonball fired by a copper cannon happened to hit the city wall next to it, and the city wall, which was already broken, did not know what was going on, and deepened the fracture again, and the gunner who was firing the artillery, together with the gun position and the half-pulled city wall, roared to the end, and the gap widened again.

When the Yongjun rushed into the gap, a group of musketeers appeared.

Even if the walls of the city had fallen, the foundations of the walls were higher than the rest of the city, and the Franc musketeers, right in the gap, lined up, and when the guns had stopped firing, they burst out, and then there was a volley, a crackling volley, like firecrackers. The people who rushed to the front suddenly froze, and a large number of Yongjun soldiers fell to the gap.

Zhu Houhuang clenched his hands violently, and his nails dug deep into the flesh.

Since Zhu Houhuang led the troops, he didn't dare to say that it was a dangerous battle, but he had never suffered such casualties, although the casualties in other battles were large, but the exchange ratio between the enemy and the enemy never suffered losses, but now, the Yongjun has fought until now, has it killed a hundred Francophone people, but under the city, Zhu Houhuang has estimated that at least hundreds of casualties have been killed, and the casualties are nearly 1,000.

Zhu Houhuang was really afraid that the Yongjun army would retreat.

The same sound of muskets also came from the ranks of the Yongjun army.

It has been several months since he learned about war in the midst of war, and since he captured the heavy musket used by the Franco, these few months were enough for Zhu Houhuang to copy a batch in the rear, and now it came in handy. At this moment, the musketeers on both sides also exerted their power, the musketeers of the Yongjun army were not as skilled as the Franc machine musket business, but they did not seem to lack in will, even if they suffered heavy casualties, they did not retreat at all.

It's just that Zhu Houhuang looked distressed.

This is all his soldiers, his capital. Zhu Houhuang looked at it from a distance, and several of the officers he brought out from Beijing single-handedly fell under the gap. But he could only grit his teeth hard, so Ci was not in charge of the army, at this time he could not have a trace of hesitation, he had to turn his attention to the musket, he secretly said: "My idea of developing the musket seems to be a little wrong. ”

Zhu Houhuang examined himself, he seemed to be a little ambitious, hoping to make a cannon that was lightweight, easy to carry, powerful, and could be loaded with bayonets. That's why it was not possible to assemble the army. The musket of the Franc machine, with its large caliber and heavy weight, required a bracket for shooting at the end, but it played an important role in this battle.

Can't think specifically of the perfect weapon. He decided that when he returned, he would equip the army with heavy muskets such as the Franc machine, but first see if he could make them lighter.

The battle situation changed just when Zhu Houhuang was thinking wildly, and I don't know where several grenades flew out of nowhere and threw them into the queue of the Francophone man. The hand-grenade exploded in an instant, tearing the Franc man's queue to shreds.

"Kill." With a roar, the Yongjun Brigade rushed forward, advancing the battle into hand-to-hand combat in an instant.

Zhu Houhuang put down the clairvoyant mirror and knew that this one was stable.

Hand-to-hand combat can bring out the numerical advantage of the Yong army, and the Famosha city of the Franco-Rang machine can no longer hold it.

However, the resistance of the Franco-Robot was quite tenacious, and it was not only the breaking of the city wall that ended, but on the contrary, the collapse of the city wall brought the battle to a climax.

Wang Zhi entered the city of Famosha to command, and Zhu Houhuang also wanted to go, but was dissuaded by the left and right. After all, Famosha was not a fight in the first place, and the battle of the Franco-Robot far exceeded that of Annan, saying that it was not necessary that a stray bullet injured Zhu Houhuang, and they would die a hundred deaths. Zhu Houhuang couldn't really see it outside the city, and he could only vaguely see the banner of the people of Franco. One by one, the guns went from firing outside the city, to firing inside the city, and then to stop firing. The sound of battle spread throughout the city, and slowly shrank around the city.

The whole day was fiercely fought, and at night, there were still countless torches and bonfires in the city, and from a distance it was all red, and the whole night was dyed red.

Wang Zhi still sent a messenger to report: "More than a thousand beheaded, hundreds of prisoners, and hundreds of people have retreated to the city of St. John's Monastery to hold on, St. John's Monastery is on a hill in the city, is the highest point in the city of Famosa, and the defense measures are very good, it needs to be attacked from the back, Wang Zhi has been fighting for a day, he is tired, and wants to fight tomorrow."

Zhu Houhuang naturally agreed.

This is just good news, and along with the good news comes bad news.

This time one of the battalions of the main attack has been crippled. More than 1,000 people were killed in the battle, more than 1,000 were wounded, and more than half of the entire casualties were lost.

When Zhu Houhuang saw this number, he was both distressed and comforted, and his distress was that if a battalion was disabled, it would be best not to let this battalion fight for at least a few months. The comfort is that after this fierce battle, this battalion can be regarded as reborn, and as long as enough recruits are added, Zhu Houhuang has another elite unit. No matter how good the training is, it still won't work if you don't really walk on the battlefield.

Zhu Houhuang transferred his troops overnight, transferred this battalion out of Famosha City, and filled in another battalion that was recuperated, and was preparing to launch a fierce attack early the next morning to take down St. John's Monastery in one fell swoop.

However, he did not know that at this time, the monastery of St. John was already in chaos.

Within a day, most of the city of Famosha was lost, leaving only the last stronghold, St. John's Monastery. Although when the Monastery of St. John was built, the issue of defense was already considered. And because of the height, the artillery did not fire directly at the walls of St. John's Abbey, which was almost a city within a city, but it was only a monastery and not a city after all.

In the convent there is a limited space, and in the limited space, there is also a large amount of food, and in the monastery of St. John, there is a spring that slowly flows down into a small stream. With food and water, it seems to be a territory that can be defended, but people don't want to hold on to it.

A large number of wounded people came to the ground, and a few priests took care of them, and the so-called care of the priests was only to separate the light and serious wounded, and the seriously wounded could do the final mass, and the lightly wounded still had a trace of saving value, but all these priests could do was bandage.