Tan Guilin mobilized all six artillery battalions in one breath and threw them into the attack, and the entire Urawan was shrouded in artillery, and one shell after another fell on the pier, exploding one after another, and the flames soared into the sky!

The Western coalition army is too unlucky, and now there are about 10,000 people who have completed the registration, and the 10,000 Western coalition troops are reorganizing their outfits and weapons, and before they have time to leave here, they are drowned by shells, and one by one the unlucky soldiers are directly swept into the sky by the explosion, and they are crushed!

In just three or four minutes, hundreds of shells poured down, many of which directly hit the troop carriers, and the violent explosions blew up the troop carriers to the ground, and some even sank directly to the bottom of the sea.

In the distance, the fleet commander Pixon looked at it with a split-eyed look, not only the transport ship, but also the stumps and broken arms that were swept up into the sky, and he already knew how much ravaging the current Western coalition army was undergoing!

"Herald! The naval artillery returned fire with all its might, and suppressed the artillery of the Ming army for me! Fight back! ”

Pixon roared hysterically, it was not only Pixon who roared, but also Molde, Molde was even more furious, these troop carriers belonged to their French kingdom, in the blink of an eye, several ships were heavily damaged, several were sunk, and hundreds of thousands of taels of silver were lost!

"Order, both artillery regiments are all engaged in a counterattack, counterattack, artillery advances, give me an attack!"

Molde is not stupid, the troop carrier sank to nothing, and now it is necessary to repel the attack of the Ming artillery in front of him, otherwise, the artillery will be under fire, how will the follow-up reinforcements land? If the reinforcements can't land, they won't be able to get out of the current predicament themselves!

Almost at the same time, the naval artillery and infantry artillery rang out at the same time, and launched a fierce attack on the artillery of the Ming army, especially the naval artillery, more than 300 naval guns opened fire with all their might, and the shells were like locusts, rushing into the distance, and the momentum was extraordinary!

It's a pity that the distance between the two sides is too far, a full eight miles of distance, but also the difference between the sea level and the high ground on the land, maybe these naval guns can complete the shooting of eight miles at sea, but from the sea to the shore, it can't hit that far, at most it is six or seven miles, a shell smashed on the battlefield, that is, it was impossible to attack the Ming artillery position in the distance, wasting shells in vain, the most terrible thing is that some shells because of the firing error, not only did not hit the Ming army's position, Instead, he landed on the front position of the Western coalition army and beat his own people to an embarrassment!

The Western fleet is not able to exert its strength, and the artillery of the Western coalition army is to exert its strength, but it cannot defeat others, two artillery regiments, but only 60 guns, and the six artillery battalions on the opposite side have 120 guns, which is twice the size of the Western coalition army, and they are all flowering artillery, where is the artillery of the Western coalition army?

Far from being able to effectively contain the attack of the Ming artillery, the Western coalition army was beaten by the Ming artillery, and the artillery positions were bombed by the Ming army.

"Bastard! Damn it! ”

Molde threw the horsewhip on the ground fiercely, but, anger could not solve the problem, the artillery fire of the Ming army was still fierce, constantly attacking the dock, the follow-up reinforcements had stopped landing, and the reinforcements that had landed were under the bright light of the Ming artillery, they were scattered and fled, holding their heads and running around, the entire dock was bare, there was no shelter, and there were heavy casualties!

"General Molde, such a stalemate is not a way, the reinforcements behind cannot land, and the artillery of the Ming army is attacking us again, and after a long time, we will really be seriously injured......

The Dutch commander Marquecs exclaimed.

"So what do you say? What to do? Counterattack? ”

Molde roared.

Marquecs said abruptly: "Counterattack? You are still thinking about a counteroffensive, even if the follow-up reinforcements complete the landing, with the powerful offensive of the Ming army in front of us, we will be equal to it at most, there is no chance of victory at all, if the Ming army is transferred from elsewhere has been a strong reinforcement, we will die without a place to be buried, for today's plan, we must retreat immediately, the best policy is to withdraw from Sumatra, it is impossible to launch an attack from Sumatra! ”

Molde's expression froze, of course he didn't want to admit that this was true, so where did he put his identity as a famous general? However, it's useless not to admit it, the facts are in front of you, the combat power of this Ming army is too strong, I have never seen it, and the entire Western Ocean can't find such a strong army elite!

"Fuck, the order, the artillery will attack with all its might, send a signal to the fleet commander Pixon, ask the fleet to run out of the transport ship and dock, and the coalition forces demand all withdrawal from Sumatra!"

Molde had no choice but to order a retreat.

On top of the flagship, Pixon saw the signal sent by Molde, felt his head dizzy, and retreated? A complete withdrawal from Sumatra? Is this Molde crazy? After spending most of the day's effort, I finally brought reinforcements, and finally landed, and before I even completed the landing, I even demanded an immediate withdrawal from Sumatra!

"This bastard, why? Why withdraw from Sumatra? We have already paid a heavy price now, in order to be able to complete this victory, Troppe has pressed more than 50,000 troops to this side in one go, he is going to withdraw from Sumatra at this time, how to explain to General Troppe at that time? ”

Pixon cried out in hatred.

"General Pixon, obviously, General Molde can't support it, you look at more than a hundred flowering cannons to attack together, our Western coalition forces are all pressed in a small space, unable to move, enduring the destruction of the Ming artillery, after a long time, the Western coalition army will definitely be completely defeated by the opponent's artillery......"

Captain Pierre, the captain of the colonel on the side, smiled bitterly.

Pixon didn't know, but it was really difficult to give this order to retreat......

"Well, give the order, immediately order the troop transport ship to come up, and let the soldiers of all departments board the ship and retreat immediately! There are also small warships that also leaned in and continued to attack towards the Ming army, while covering the retreat of the large army! ”

Pixon commanded the transport ship to dock, and the frightened Western coalition army could no longer care about any face at this time, so they ran towards the troop carrier with a rolling belt, retreated, and died here if they didn't retreat, the artillery of the Ming army was too fierce!

Not only the reinforcements, but also the remnants of less than 20,000 troops led by Molde also began to retreat, retreating frantically!

(End of chapter)