"The Lord of the Kingdom is wise!" Immediately, the tides cheered like tsunamis.

"See you to the death!" Someone shouted loudly, and then more people shouted, "Follow your grandfather!"

"Kill all the ghosts!" someone shouted.

Another shocking shout: "Kill all the ghosts!"

"Hey! Hey! Hey!..." Everyone looked fanatical, waving the weapons in their hands and shouting in a powerful and neat manner.

Looking at them, Ye Zhao's eyes gradually became wet. If he still felt that they were ignorant at this time, he could only say that he was not a human being. They were willing to use their flesh and blood to flood the muskets and cannons for simple beliefs and to protect their homes. What kind of courage does this require?

Ye Zhao suddenly discovered that he might have become their hope without knowing it, and the Flower City has become a bridgehead for resisting the foreigners. Perhaps in the minds of these people, it is like a holy place.

Giving up Huacheng and "the hero abandoned the city and fled" may cause unexpected shock to the people's psychology in Guangdong.

Well, I won’t leave. Today I will guard the Flower City, and the British, French and French must not go beyond the line!

Ye Zhao burst out with passion, slowly pulled out his long sabre, pointed to the sky and earth to the south, and shouted loudly: "Today I, Jing Xiang, made a vow! I swear to live and die with Huacheng!"

"Swear to live and die with Huacheng!" The tide heroes burst into roars like thunder.

"Defend the Grand Marshal! Vow to live and die with Huacheng!"

"Defend the Grand Marshal! Vow to live and die with Huacheng!"

The sound of horns that shook the sky was rising and falling, as if it would never subside...

In the side hall of Xiangyuan, Ye Zhao held a "military meeting". In addition to the two flag guards, the two flag guards, there were only three officers present, including Du Laohu, the Zhenwu Camp gang, and Jiang Zhongchang and Zhao Yuanpei, the Chaoy Generals.

Shenbao fell into a coma on the way back to Huacheng and was still unable to go to the ground. He had been ordered by Ye Zhao to be sent to Fogang for cultivation.

The power Ye Zhao can command now is the 100 guards of the flag guards and 436 soldiers in Zhenwu camp, of which more than a dozen soldiers in Zhenwu camp were slightly injured, but after a fight, the seriously injured were naturally sent to Fogang with Shenbao.

Chaoyong had 2,765 people, most of whom were villagers who had not passed through the battle formation. Even if they claimed to have seen the battle formation, how could they have any combat power?

How difficult is it to defend the Flower City?

Although the second battalion of Youjiang, who was walking in front, had already been rushed to help, no matter how urgent the march was, the manpower was sometimes poor, and it was already the limit to reach Huacheng within one or two days.

How can such military force defend Huacheng? Ye Zhao knew very well that with the lessons from Guanyin Mountain, the coalition forces invaded this time were probably left with the necessary defense forces and came out of the nest, and there would be two or three thousand people.

In positional battle, even if Zhenwu Zhen and Zhenwei Zuo Jiangyou Jiang and the fifth camps of Zhenwei Zuo Jiang and You Jiang are both there, they will probably be an extremely arduous battle, let alone the current situation.

It is impossible to build a defense line outside Huacheng. It can only be retracted back to the county town and fight with the coalition forces.

But how could the coalition forces be led by themselves? They would definitely not rashly enter Huacheng.

Ye Zhao frowned and thought silently.

The flower hall was quiet, and only a few people could hear the breathing sounds.

Jiang Zhongchang and Zhao Yuanpei are not fools. They can also predict the cruel challenges they will face soon. They really have no clever ideas and can only wait for the coach to make a decision.

"Report! The general! The Yi Ren brigade has already left Huangpu Port! The infantry team is in front and the horse team pulls artillery again behind. There are always twenty or thirty shots!"

Jiang Zhongchang and Zhao Yuanpei's faces changed, and they both thought about it. For the current plan, they could only fight in the streets to defend the enemy, but the barbarians used cannons, but this strategy would not work, so they would naturally set up cannons to bomb Huacheng into flat ground.

Ye Zhao nodded quietly and learned from the letters in Shanghai when he was in the capital that the French ambassador to Japan bought two or three hundred war horses from Japan at a high price to carry artillery, transport supplies, supplies and luggage. After all, it is impossible to recruit war horses from the British or India to transport them through the vast sea.

Japan? Ye Zhao sneered in his heart. This country always seems to play a disgraceful role. It was the same in his previous life. When Britain and France broke through Dagukou and marched to Beijing, they bought more than a thousand war horses from Japan to transport supplies. Now the British and French coalition forces have not yet gathered all their strength. There are only five or six thousand people in Guangzhou and Hong Kong, and they use less than thousands of war horses. Otherwise, how could Japan not do its best? The desire to destroy China has long been obvious.

"Architecture, Grandmaster, this is a big trouble!" Zhenwu Camp helped Cao Zhao Laohu frowned.

Ye Zhaoshou moved little by little on the topographic map, suddenly stopped and said, "Is there a Songzhuang more than ten miles away?"

Jiang Zhongchang was a native, familiar with the terrain of this area, nodded and said, "Yes, the official road is connected from Songzhuang, which is the only way to come to Huacheng." Then his eyes lit up, "Master! I am willing to choose the elite tide and bravely lie in Songzhuang! I will kill all the artillery, carriages and horses of the barbarians!"

Zhao Laohu clasped his fists and shouted: "Master, let this desperate guy be left to the brothers in Zhenwu Camp! Don't ruin the big thing!" Obviously, he doesn't look down on a mob like Chaoyong.

Jiang Zhongchang and Zhao Yuanpei looked at each other, and their faces looked a little bad.

Ye Zhao thought about it and said to Zhao Laohu: "The foreigners must be extremely cautious. You can choose 200 elite soldiers." He paused and said softly: "Tell me, each person will be given 200 taels of silver. The family population is supported by the official family." How could the foreigners be careful when they crossed the village? Even if they can attack the other party's carriage and slaughter the other party's horses, it will be a life-and-death situation.

"Master!" Jiang Zhongchang and Zhao Yuanpei suddenly knelt down. Jiang Zhongchang shouted: "Master, Zhenwuying is a tiger and wolf army, but because of this, it is easy to be seen through. It is better for me, Chaoyong brothers, pretending to be a villager and lying in Songzhuang! Master, Huye is willing to issue a military order. If the opponent's horse team is not killed, Huye will come to see you!" He gritted his teeth and looked determined with determination.

Ye Zhao stared at him quietly, "Do you know this trip is dangerous?"

Jiang Zhongchang said solemnly: "I know, I know that I also know that I will be in danger of Huacheng. I will definitely not disappoint the general!"

Ye Zhao slowly stood up and walked to him. Jiang Zhongchang didn't dare to look at him and lowered his head.

Ye Zhao leaned over slightly, helped Jiang Zhongchang get his hat straight, and said softly: "Okay! Go! If you can come back alive, I will make you a tide and brave entry into the camp!"

"Thank you, Marshal!" Jiang Zhongchang and Zhao Yuanpei kowtowed together, then stood up and strode out of the hall.

"Master, are they okay?" Zhao Laohu looked suspicious and was a little unwilling to accept his military affairs.

Ye Zhao said lightly: "I am willing to die, do you think it's OK?"

Zhao Laohu's face turned hot, and knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he lowered his head and said ashamed: "Master, wait for Jiang Zhongchang to return, I am willing to make friends with him for eighth time!"

Ye Zhao didn't say anything.

In fact, when the Kangxi Dynasty of the Qing Dynasty began in the Qing Dynasty, due to secret societies such as the Tiandihui, sworn brothers from different surnames were regarded as a crime of rebellion. However, nowadays, thieves are rising, and sometimes they are not very taboo in the military camp.

Jiang Zhongchang and Zhao Yuanpei left the yamen courtyard and heard a woman behind him: "Brother!"

Without looking back, I also know who is here, Jiang Zhongchang's youngest sister Jiang Shisan.

Sure enough, a girl jumped and chased her, dressed in a short green robe and was full of toughness. Her rough face looked very similar to Jiang Zhongchang, and she was even more swaying and attracted the wind. In addition, her twin buns combed on her head looked like Yang Paifeng in the storytelling book.

When Jiang Zhongchang saw his sister, his eyes finally softened and sighed, "You, why are you like a wild boy all day long? When I come back, I will pull you a few feet of carpet cloth to make new clothes. This way I can't find my husband's family." Their brothers and sisters either died young or died of illness. Now they are only two depend on each other, and the brother and sister have a very good relationship.

"I don't want it!" Jiang Shisan asked indifferently, but mysteriously: "Brother, why are you going to do it? Take me with me?" She likes to play with swords and guns the most, and is a militant among the group bravery.

"Don't ask too much about the secret!" Jiang Zhongchang scolded her. Seeing her sister pouting aggrievedly, she couldn't help but feel soft and said in a harmonious voice: "Be obedient, after the Duke of the People's Republic of China pacifies Guangzhou in a few days, you can also change to women's clothing. Brother will help you find a good family."

"Oh." Thirteenth sister nodded reluctantly, and it was not easy to contradict her brother again and again.

But for some reason, Thirteenth sister was in peace. Looking at her brother's back, Thirteen was feeling empty, as if she was about to lose something precious, and stood in sadness for a long time.

As the sunset was setting, standing on the south wall of the county town, Ye Zhao looked south with a thousand-mile mirror, but he could not tell anything clearly. He could only faintly hear a burst of gunfire like a burst of beans.

Finally, the sound of muskets gradually subsided, and Ye Zhao's heart also tightened. Now the Zhenwu camp soldiers and Chaoyong were all hiding in the city. They could only fight street battles with the British and French forces, waiting for most of their own support. If they could not kill all the other party's horses, giant cannons attack the city, and the Huacheng was dangerous.

"Master, go down the city!" Bakesh was beside him, with a worried look on his face. He advised his master to withdraw from the city, but a personal guard could pretend to be the master to defend the city to boost morale. Otherwise, what if the city was broken, the master would fall into the hands of the enemy chief? Now that he has time to withdraw from Huacheng, he will be able to stop when the British, French and foreign soldiers gathered together to siege the city, and he would not be able to leave. However, Bakesh knew that it was useless to persuade him. The master had made up his mind and would definitely fail to return.

Besides, it seems that the master has begun to make some big plans.

"I'll take a few more glances!" The telescope in Ye Zhao's hand faced the loess road in the southeast. The mounds were undulating and covered by small woods. It was impossible to see the situation behind the mounds.

After about a meal, teams of red uniforms of British troops flashed from behind the mound. These nineteenth-century uniforms were extremely gorgeous and had queues. The towering white feather tassels on the officer's hats were dotted, and the momentum of the privateers was intimidating and eye-catching.

Ye Zhao's heart sank, it was obvious that the other party's actions did not encounter any obstacles, otherwise the speed would not be so fast.

The sentry observed on the city wall with a thousand-mile mirror discovered the enemy situation and immediately shouted whistles. Someone rushed down the city and sent orders everywhere in the city.

"Master, let's go." Bakesh tightened the knife in his hand. Obviously, he also realized the problem that Ye Zhao had just thought of.

"Look at it again." Ye Zhao did not move, but just silently observed the teams of British soldiers turning around after the mound.

The coalition soldiers were three or four miles away from Huacheng at this time, but gradually dispersed, gathering in rows into several large columns and slowly approaching. Obviously, they were preparing to gather the siege. It seemed that they already knew the information about the Chinese commander in Huacheng.

After the sand dunes, several horses finally moved forward with great efforts. Behind them, they pulled the dark iron-framed cannon. Ye Zhao learned from Shanghai's letters that Europe has now entered the era of spiral rifled guns, and fired long-shaped bombs with cone-headed cylinders. The smooth-bore cannon during the First Sino-British War more than ten years ago was really incomparable to its power.

More than a dozen horses pulled four or five iron cannons, then turned out two yellow oxen, mooed and pulled one cannon, and behind them were several rows of soldiers, probably guards of the artillery units.

Ye Zhao was slightly stunned, and then he knew that the surprise attack of Jiang Zhongchang and others had worked. A large number of horses were slaughtered, which forced the British and French forces to catch two cows from Zhou Village to make up for the count. I think the remaining dozen or twenty artillery guns were paralyzed in Zhou Village. Looking at the number of soldiers coming to the siege of the city, we must have left enough soldiers to guard the artillery guns in Zhou Village. The horses in Huangpu Port in Guangzhou should be used up, and I think people have been sent to Hong Kong to mobilize horses.

Because he was in Huacheng, the British commander naturally refused to let go of the opportunity to capture him, so he did not delay any delay and rushed over with the moving artillery.

Inside and outside, British soldiers were lined up in two rows of linear arrays in front and back. Several cannons were free from the constraints of cattle and horses, and the soldiers pushed them to set up and adjust them little by little.

Ye Zhao's telescope looked around, but there was no trace of Jiang Zhongchang's remnants.

"Master, look!" Bakesh suddenly pointed ahead and shouted.

Ye Zhao looked at it, but saw a long bamboo pole erected in front of the British army. I didn't know what was hanging on the bamboo pole. I raised the thousand-mile mirror and looked at it. Ye Zhao's heart suddenly became cold. On the bamboo pole, there was bloody sound, which was Jiang Zhongchang's head, with his hair and beard covered with flesh and blood, as if he was soaked in blood. It was a terrible sight.

Ye Zhao's thousand-mile mirror fell to the ground, feeling that he couldn't breathe, his eyes turned black, and he took two steps back. Bakesh hurriedly held it and said in a lost voice: "Master, Master." He held Ye Zhao slowly and sat on the battlement.

The Chinese man with braided hair who inserted the bamboo pole on the mound raised his head and shouted: "Listen to the people in the city, Jiang Zhongchang, a bandit who fought against my British Empire, has been beheaded! It has been exposed to the sun for three days! I advise you to give up Jing Xiang quickly! Otherwise, the whole city will be bombarded with cannons!"

"Don't you go fart!" Bang bang, gunshots sounded on the city wall, but the distance was too far, and Li Minghan could not be shot at all.

"Coax, coax, coax", the cannon finally rang out, and yellow dust splashed in front of the city wall.

"Master! Go downstairs." Bakesh helped Ye Zhao up and walked down the city quickly. At this moment, with a "bang", mud and stones flew up, and several soldiers were blown up, but the coalition forces were lucky. A shell hit the battlement.

"Surrender quickly!" Li Minghan was still shouting at the top of his lungs.

"Send the order! Anyone who goes out of the city will be killed without mercy!" Ye Zhao went downstairs in a daze and suddenly made up the matter. The other party was deeply aware of the oriental people's psychology and showed Jiang Zhongchang's head to the public, which was to anger the soldiers in the city.

With the help of Bakesh, he got on the carriage and galloped towards the county government. Inside the carriage, Ye Zhao's teeth clattered and bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and he was still not aware of it.

In the city, shells gradually fell into an explosion, and several wooden houses lit up fire. The soldiers who had already divided the work to put out the fire ran on the street with buckets.

"Stop, stop!" Ye Zhao knocked on the carriage, and the carriage slowly stopped. Ye Zhao lifted the curtain and jumped out of the car, and said in a deep voice: "Follow me to ride a horse and patrol around!"

"Master, this..." Baksh looked embarrassed.

"No need to say more!" Ye Zhao's face was as heavy as water. Bakesh dared not say anything again. He hurriedly ordered people to lead a war horse. He knew in his heart how great the master's patrol around the city would be to stabilize the hearts of the army and the people. Fortunately, the other party only had four or five artillery pieces, so there was no danger of galloping in the city.

A cavalry rushed from the south of the city, and when he got closer, he rolled down and got off his horse, and said, "Master, Chao Yong, three or five hundred men rushed out of the city! He wanted to regain General Jiang's head!"
To be continued...