Zheng Jiu's voice was very loud, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

Oh~

It was the defeated general of the Ming army again.

Zheng Jie was also a little speechless, how could he jump out of a defeated general. I wanted to scold him twice, but I endured it after thinking about what happened to him.

Because he has really seen the benefits of the Great Ming Firearms!

Seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on him, Zheng Ji didn't scold himself, Zheng Jiu said with memories on his face.

"I've fought the Ming army twice. The first time was when they attacked the port, and I swear, it was the closest I'd ever come to death. A single shell landed on the wall of the city more than a dozen paces behind me, and if it hadn't been for the soldiers around me to help me block it, I guess I would have been killed at that time.

Even so, I was still swept away by a puff of air and fainted, if it wasn't for a soldier who saved me. I should be their captive now. I don't understand why they have such powerful cannons, I don't know how to describe them, but they are ten times more powerful than the Dutch cannons! Hundredfold!

The second time I fought with them, it was to defend Haiyang City. In fact, it is not appropriate to say that the fight is not appropriate, because our soldiers do not even have a chance to fight back. This time they used a small artillery, how small was it? I can run on someone's back! Dozens, they dispatched a total of dozens of these small artillery, a few shells down, there are no soldiers at the head of the city who can stand! Then the gates were blown open with explosives. Haiyang City was lost.

That's right! Whether it was a cannon or a small cannon on the ship, it was all flowering shells. Fragments of artillery can kill people! Let's be cautious! They should not be despised just because they are few. Otherwise...... The consequences are severe."

Recalling what happened to him a few days ago, Zheng Jiu's face was filled with fear. He wanted to say that otherwise this rising dragon would not be able to hold it, but he didn't dare to speak.

"Is there really a cannon in the world that can be carried around? How powerful can a small one be?"

A general asked in disbelief.

"How powerful? Under a single cannonball, there is no one alive within five steps! And the main thing is that their artillery hits very accurately! At least half of them can be hit! More than 1,000 of my men have seen it with their own eyes, and if you don't believe it, ask them one by one."

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Zheng Jiu retorted with his eyes widened.

"I can't even ask? I said I don't believe it?"

The general who asked the question also choked his neck, and he was about to quarrel. Zheng Jie's mouth stopped them.

"You have heard, by now, we can conclude that the Ming army has a small artillery that is very powerful and very accurate. In addition to this, there was a powerful gunpowder that was used to destroy the city gates. Let's talk about it, how can we restrain these two things from them?"

As soon as Zheng Jie's words came out, everyone fell silent.

"Generalissimo, if we block the city gate with stones, no matter how powerful their gunpowder is, they probably won't be able to blow it open, right?"

After thinking about it for a while, Zheng Tao came up with an idea to block the city gate.

"No! If the gates of the city are blocked, will the soldiers not be able to get in and out?"

"That's it! At present, there are soldiers inside and outside the city, and if the city gate is sealed, the soldiers outside the city will not even have a chance to retreat."

"That's right. There is also a response inside and outside the city, and if it is sealed, it will be easy for them to break it."

The generals screamed, obviously disagreeing with Zheng Tao's idea.

"So what do you say? If they blow the gates open, how are we going to defend them?"

"Neither can the gates be sealed. What if, if something happens?"

One of the generals retorted.

The implication is that they are afraid that if they really can't hold on to it, they will seal the city gate, and they won't even have a way to escape.

As soon as these words came out, Zheng Tao shut up.

Oh, yes. He only thought about how to defend the city gate, and didn't think about leaving a way back for himself and others.

Seeing that everyone was at a loss, Pan Wu, who had not spoken, spoke.

"I think everybody's thinking

Wrong. We have more than four times as many troops, and we can't just think about how to defend. Their firearms are already sharp, and if they defend, wouldn't they be used as targets for them? In my opinion, we must take the initiative and crush them with superior forces, even if we lose some men, we must completely defeat them!"

As the commander-in-chief of this battle to defend Thang Long, Pan Wu's words have received enough attention from everyone.

Everyone fell silent thoughtfully.

"I agree with Pan Wu's opinion, thinking about how to defend is better than taking the initiative to attack and defeat them outside the city, you no longer need to think about how to defend the city!"

Zheng Kai, who was scolded for a long time and didn't dare to speak, was the first to support Pan Wu's idea.

"I agree too!"

Zheng Jiu also spoke out in support.

But more people still turned their eyes to Zheng Jie, who was at the top, waiting for the big guy to speak.

Zheng Jie fell into deep thought.

At present, the Ming army is menacing, although there are not many soldiers and horses, but they must be prepared. If this battle is lost, the efforts of the Zheng family for several generations may be buried in their own hands. He can't be careless.

After a long time, Zheng Jie spoke.

"Just do what Pan Wu said. But the gates of the city must still be blocked, but we must not gamble all of them, and the three gates of the east, west, and south will be blocked, leaving only the gate on the north side."

He felt that the Ming army had a total of about 30,000 people, and even if it could attack the city, it would definitely concentrate superior forces to attack a city gate. Leave a door, and leave a way out for yourself.

"Yes!"

Seeing that Zheng Jie had spoken, everyone responded.

And so it was settled.

Then they discussed the number of troops and the generals, and after they had discussed it, they all dispersed and got busy.

At this time, there were 50,000 soldiers in Thang Long Castle and more than 70,000 outside the city, scattered and guarded by the wall, arching the four directions of Thang Long.

Half an hour later, Pan Wu went out.

Soldiers from the other three directions began to assemble in the direction of the south gate.

He planned to concentrate his forces and the Ming army had done a battle outside the city, and the troops were going to be dispatched 60,000.

It was twice the size of the Ming army.

After about three quarters of an hour, Pan Wu gave an order, and 60,000 soldiers, led by their respective generals, drove mightily in the direction where the Ming army was.

Their movements naturally couldn't be hidden from Xu Zhi'an outside the city.

After learning the exact number of attacks from the other party, Xu Zhi'an picked up the walkie-talkie in his hand.

"Attention Units, Answer received!"

Then, the answers of his generals came over the intercom.

"The enemy is rushing at us. The number of people is about 60,000, and they are arranged in formation three."

"Roger!"

Xu Zhi'an gave an order, and all the soldiers moved quickly.

Each soldier appeared in their respective positions as fast as they could, preparing for the battle.

Zheng Zhilong was the first time he had seen the fighting style of the soldiers in the Beijing camp, and this army, known as the most elite army in the Ming Dynasty, gave him a bright feeling.

The whole formation changed very quickly, and he did not see any panic or fear of war in any of the soldiers.

"***?"

Zheng Zhilong looked at Xu Zhi'an in a daze.