Both sides used cannons to suppress fire without any cost. The Qing army's warships were sunk from time to time, and the Ming army's city towers were also destroyed.

Soldiers from both sides were killed and injured one after another, but neither side chose to stop.

Because for them, this is a battle that cannot be lost and cannot be afforded.

Shi Lang is very determined, and Zheng Jing will never show weakness.

Overall, no one can gain an absolute advantage in a short period of time.

Shi Lang wanted to replicate the battle when Zheng Chenggong took Zhenjiang, but the fleet was unable to approach the Shuicheng Gate, which made him very angry.

"Admiral Ma, if you work harder, you will rely on one breath at this time. Whoever has more determination can laugh to the end."

Ma Fengzhi secretly complained in his heart that what you said was nice, and you also saw the artillery fire of the Ming army. Isn’t it just to rush up to be cannon fodder?

After all, Shi Lang still wants to use him to consume Ming army's shells.

But Ma Fengzhi had no choice.

If he doesn't show it, he seems insincere, and Shi Lang can be more targeted.

"Change the boat and rush under the water gate!"

Ma Fengzhi made up his mind to order.

Compared with large lucky ships, small flat-bottomed sand ships have smaller targets and are less likely to be hit by artillery.

Of course, this does not mean that you will not be hit at all, it just reduces a certain probability.

Ma Fengzhi can only minimize his losses and preserve his strength as much as possible.

But if you do nothing at all, Shi Lang will not be able to pass this level.

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Above the city, Zheng Jing naturally discovered the changes in the Qing army.

In the water battle, the combination of various ships can often have unexpected effects.

The boat rows fast, has small goals and shares some of the risks. Even if it is sunk by artillery, the losses are acceptable.

This makes the Ming army's artillery more difficult. First of all, it is difficult to choose the target, and secondly, it is much more difficult to hit.

What is certain is that there will definitely be ships from the Qing army rowing under the gate of Shuicheng, and Zheng Jing must be prepared in advance.

"Call the soldiers to prepare their bows and arrows and muskets. If any Tartars come to the city, they will shoot them hard!"

"Abide by the order!"

Zheng Jing has now been burning his boats and has made plans to defend Zhenjiang to the death.

If Zhenjiang City is destroyed, he will die for the city and will never be a deserter.

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With rounds of gunfire, part of the Qing army's boat finally arrived outside the gate of Shuicheng.

They tied the ships together to serve as pontoon bridges, and then set up a ladder to climb to the top of the city.

However, compared to flat ground, this shaking state makes the ladder more unstable. Slight shaking will make the climbing Qing soldiers very afraid and may fall down at any time.

"Be careful and help me stabilize the ladder!"

A Qing soldier who had climbed halfway through the roared at his companion.

If you fall down, you will be half-dead even if you don’t die.

He finally stabilized his body and was about to continue crawling upwards, but suddenly he shot a rain of arrows.

"ah!"

The Qing soldier was shot on the shoulder and his body was almost falling down after a pain.

He gritted his teeth and grabbed the ladder with one hand, and tried hard to pull out the arrow with the other hand.

Although this is painful, it is necessary.

Continuing to leave arrows on his shoulders would greatly affect his climbing convenience, and even if he climbed to the top of the city, he would not be able to devote himself to the fight with the Ming army.

The Ming army on the top of the city was not a good man, he was ready to fight to the death.

The hat and helmet and armor can cover up a large part of the arrows, but cannot withstand the damage of the musket.

The Qing soldier climbed up a few more steps, but was shot through his chest by a lead bullet.

The blood spurted out instantly, and he could no longer bear the pain and his body slumped backwards.

He was not lucky enough and fell directly into the river. The blood instantly dyed the surface of the river red.

After struggling for a while, his body sank into the bottom of the river.

No one paid attention to the life or death of a mere big-headed soldier, and more Qing soldiers continued to climb to the city.

Some of them were shot by arrows and muskets, and some were lucky enough to avoid these shots and climbed to a higher position.

Seeing this, Zheng Jing from the city wall ordered: "Down with the rolling wooden stone! You can't let a Tartar climb to the city wall!"

Although it was only a matter of time before the Tartars attacked the city, Zheng Jing had to show enough momentum in front of the soldiers.

As long as he is not cowardly, the soldiers will not be cowardly.

Now is the most stressful time, he must withstand it.

The soldiers of the Zheng family army lifted up the wooden rocks that had been ready to beside the cliff and smashed them down with all their might.

Those Qing soldiers who had finally climbed to more than half of their hardships were smashed like a piece of rotten meat.

There was a bloody smell in the air, but the smell was gradually diluted by the river.

The floating bridges built by the Qing army became longer and longer, and more ladders were placed on it, and the number of Qing soldiers climbing up also increased rapidly.

Gradually, the Ming soldiers on the city wall felt that they were not aware of their strength and lost sight of each other.

"Let's ask Minzhuang and others to join in."

Zheng Jing discovered this immediately and must kill the problem in the cradle. He must never wait until the morale of the army collapses before calling Minzhuang.

Although the Min Zhuang in the city did not know how to shoot arrows and fire artillery, it was still no problem to carry stones and smash people.

In addition, the number of people on the Minzhuang city was about 50,000, which was barely enough to cope with the Qing army's siege.

Shi Lang in the distance is as if he is watching the fire.

At least he is not in a hurry at all so far.

Although the Ming army can still withstand it now, as long as the Qing army continues to put pressure on, their defense will collapse for a moment.

At that time, it was the time when the Qing army climbed to the citytop to gain control of Zhenjiang Citytop.

Shi Lang is not in a hurry, as long as he can finally take Zhenjiang, he will accept it.

"General Shi, do you want to increase your efforts?"

Ma Fengzhi said sarcastically.

He was obviously urging Shi Lang. After all, the main force of the previous siege was basically Ma Fengzhi's subordinates. Although Shi Lang also sent out soldiers, the number was very small, not even 30%.

Although Shi Lang drew a big cake for Ma Fengzhi, Ma Fengzhi still felt very unhappy.

And looking at this, Shi Lang isn't he cheating on him, right?

"Well, pass the order of this general, and send another 10,000 more troops to attack the city."

Ma Fengzhi felt a little better when he heard this.

After Shi Lang sent 10,000 more troops, the forces of both sides were basically divided into four or six.

Although Ma Fengzhi has more soldiers, at least it is not as exaggerated as before.

"Don't worry, Admiral Ma, Shi will not let you fight alone."

Shi Lang smiled at Ma Fengzhi and said, "We will share the credit for Zhenjiang when we have taken over this."

Ma Fengzhixin thought this was almost the same, and Shi Lang was a little conscientious.

"That's great. We'd better take Zhenjiang as soon as possible, just to prevent the night from getting too long and dreaming."

Ma Fengzhi is not as optimistic as Shi Lang. He always feels that if he cannot fight quickly, there will be big problems.

If Zheng Chenggong arrives, the two sides will have no advantage in fighting fiercely on the river.

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Chapter completed!