Three hundred and sixty town militiamen, plus three 7-pounder light guns, were obviously a little difficult to hold back the enemy's attack as the defender, especially those besieging the city, carrying siege weapons, which was a test for them. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Now, these town militiamen feel as if there is a kind of torment, they don't know how to resist the violent attack of the enemy, and even how to disperse and resist the three hundred and sixty people of their own, so that the enemy's offensive can be slowed down, so that the fortress will not be captured in the first wave.

The walls of the city, which they had once blasted with artillery fire, were now the weakest point, and it was estimated that they had discovered this point after a few circles around the enemy transports.

The captain of the town militia had a solemn face and a little bitterness in his eyes, he had already mobilized two 7-pounder light cannons and placed them on both sides of this gap, and also had fifty men form a platoon of guns, stationed behind the temporary wall more than four meters high, and used a dense number of muskets to maintain their weak position of scarce troops and imperfect city defense.

But this is definitely not a long-term solution, even the captain and the other militiamen know it, because just by looking at the shoddy construction of the wall, it can be determined that the countdown to their fall has begun.

The thieves of the Ketuv River are all a mob composed of a rabble, and they are definitely not good craftsmen or construction workers, not to mention that they have not even hired engineers for the construction of their fortresses, and they are directly built according to their own plans, and the so-called quality only exists in their minds.

No one wants to do this kind of manual work, especially these Ketuf River thieves, maybe they are good at threatening those merchants and civilians, but building this fortress on the island in the middle of the lake is obviously beyond their ability, if it were not for the marsh baron who forcibly ordered them to build it, it is estimated that it is impossible to let this fortress in the middle of the lake appear.

"What the hell are they waiting for?"

Lying in a corner of the city wall, the aim of the town militia turned to look at the city wall, scattered more than forty militiamen, holding flintlock pistols and aiming outside, but with the firepower of these musketeers, it is obviously impossible to hinder thousands of people, and the well-prepared siege troops are obviously unlikely.

The faces of all the town militias were a little ugly, especially looking at the enemies who were still waiting quietly in the swampy rivers, not attacking, not retreating, not answering, not provoking, just waiting quietly.

"Tell the brothers, hurry up and close the gap."

Swallowing and foaming, the captain still turned his head to the town militia behind him and ordered: "I don't want our gap to become the key target of the enemy's breakthrough in the next battle. ”

"Understood." The town militia nodded, they also knew about it, but when they turned around and wanted to walk towards the gap, the body of the town militia suddenly stiffened, his face was a little puzzled, and his eyes were already full of shock: "That... What is that?! ”

"What?"

The captain of the town militia also subconsciously looked towards the gaze of the militia, and looked in the direction of the distance, just in the river of the swamp, three relatively wide merchant ships were sailing over, and the long row of oars paddled the river, the speed was not too fast, but it was quite calm.

It was three merchant ships carrying heavy objects, and the captain could see it quite clearly through the binoculars, and even his eyes swept over the bow of the ship, and his eyes were already shocked, and he immediately said angrily: "Damn it! ”

The militiamen of the surrounding towns had obviously seen the three merchant ships, and the things carried in the bow of the ships were all staring wide behind their half-kneeling breastwork, and they subconsciously wanted to stand up, but they still turned their heads to look at their captains, and none of them said anything.

"That's, artillery?"

Slowly exhaling a breath, the aim of the militia in this town, looking at the city wall that was only two meters wide, and the shoddy appearance, also lowered his head a little decadently, but he stretched out his hand and waved towards the city wall, raised his head again and said loudly: "We must not give up our fortress like this!" ”

The town militia on the city wall, all of them quickly scattered to both sides, one by one hunched and running, the speed is quite fast, after all, those enemies below, actually have artillery, this is a real siege weapon, compared to those ballistas and bed crossbows, it is simply the difference between heaven and earth, they know it very well!

If you stand on these city walls that are themselves tofu scum projects, it is estimated that if the city wall does not collapse when it is bombarded, they will also fall directly down the city wall because of the shock wave generated by the cannonball hitting the city wall, and the end will not be very good at that time, whether it is inside or outside.

The group of enemies outside, the number of archers and crossbowmen will definitely not be less than three hundred, and the dozen or so ballistas and bed crossbows will definitely not survive for a moment before they will be shot into hedgehogs.

It is better to evacuate directly under the city wall, defend with the help of the originally relatively strong fortress of the island in the middle of the lake, and set up several lines of defense in the chaotic lanes, take the initiative to abandon the city wall troops, reduce the fire threat of the opponent's ballista and bed crossbow, and artillery, and use their flintlock fire advantage to start a street battle tug-of-war with the enemy.

This is the only chance, at least these town militiamen, don't see too much hope, if the reinforcements come slowly, then they will all be reimbursed here, although they have become soldiers, but this tragic moment, each of them is more depressed and dignified in their hearts.

"Hurry, hurry!"

The captain of the town militia was also running fast, the long city wall was empty, and even if it was a gap in the low wall, the town militia chose to defend only part of the force, and if the situation was not good, they would quickly retreat backwards, leave the area, and fight with the large army at various points in the lanes.

Although the current fortress in the middle of the lake has not been repaired, there are a lot of original timber and sundries, plus some of the bagged grain delivered, all of which have been built on several important streets, and can also be used as a low wall, barely forming a defensive line to resist the enemy while waiting for reinforcements to arrive.

After all, there are a number of troops stationed in the silver pit for a long time, even if the number of town militia is small, but those Barbary pirates armed with scimitars, who came here to engage in hand-to-hand combat with those enemies, are also extremely important new forces, which they eagerly desire!