Ye Zhao sighed softly. The fate of these hundreds of Chao Yongs can be imagined, and he must have become the wronged soul under the raid.

Ye Zhao got on the horse, shook the reins gently, and said, "Go to the south gate!"

Outside the south gate, there were densely covered with the bodies of the Township Yong, and blood flowed into a river. The closest one was thirty-four steps away from the bamboo pole. When Li Minghan saw the fierce look of the Township Yongs rushing towards him without fear of death, he was frightened and had long been hiding in the queue of foreigners.

In the south gate, Ye Zhao led several personal guards to ride horses in the door, and the eagerly-trying village hero was stopped.

In this era, death is really not a terrible thing.

At this time, a group of people were pushed and shoved on the long street. The leader was Zhenwu Camp to help fuck Zhao Laohu. There were a bunch of local brave men behind him, and there were always seventeen or eighteen.

"What's going on?" Ye Zhao urged him to go immediately and asked with a frown.

Zhao Laohu beat Qian angrily and said, "Master! These villagers intend to plunder my Zhenwu Camp gun!"

Before Zhao Laohu finished speaking, a girl from the bound village hero shouted in grief and anger: "Don't you want to snatch my brother's body? Can't we go?! Is it wrong to lend you muskets? We are not as afraid of death as your officers and soldiers!"

Ye Zhaoxun looked at him, a thick girl tied tightly, with a rough face and swollen eyes, looking at herself hatefully. "Your brother? Are you the sister of General Jiang?"

"Yes! My name is Jiang Shisan! You chop my head!" Sister Shisan was angry and unyielding.

Ye Zhao waved his whip and said, "Untiate the tie!" The soldiers of Zhenwu camp were busy untiing the tie ropes for them one by one.

While pulling off the rope on her body, the Thirteenth sister shouted to Ye Zhao: "Master! I think you are a reasonable person. Can you borrow some Thirteen firearms? I will die with my brother even if I die!" At this time, her tears had already dried up, and she was full of hatred.

Ye Zhao's face darkened: "Bastard! Your brother died as much as he did, it's worth his death! How much time did your brother win to help Huacheng? Are you going to die now? What's the point? Are you right? If you didn't think about your brother's affection, you would definitely whip you!"

Thirteen was stunned. He never expected that the general would scold him in a harsh manner. He felt wronged and sad, but the general's words were like enlightenment and could not refute every sentence.

Ye Zhao's voice eased and said, "Go back, your brother's head is outside the city for a day, and I have more hatred in my heart. I remember this hatred in my heart."

The Thirteenth Sister looked at Ye Zhao in a daze, finally nodded, then knelt down, kowtowed a few times, turned around and strode away.

The sky gradually darkened.

With a "coaxing", the earth seemed to be trembling. Ye Zhao, who was sleeping against the wall in the door, suddenly opened his eyes, and the personal guard who was peering out of the crack in the city gate turned around and said anxiously: "Master, the barbarians are coming!"

At this time, it was just dawn, and a large section of the city wall in the south of Huacheng slowly collapsed. The British soldiers were shiny and slowly pressed up. Obviously, the opponent's commander saw the city wall collapse and was preparing to attack Huacheng.

"Master! Go back to the county government!" Bakesh thought that it was not difficult for the master to rush out from the north gate now, but he also knew that the master would not just escape in front of the battle.

Ye Zhao nodded, turned over the horse, and shouted: "Roll up the handsome flag of the yamen!" He reached out and pulled out his pocket watch. Yesterday, the artillery of the coalition forces roared for the middle of the night, but it was only now that he had broken the city wall. Jiang Zhongchang had bought half a day for reinforcements. Zuojiang and Youjiang Second Battalions, but did he receive three quick horse letters from him yesterday?

The county government's "Shi"-shaped flag fluttered in the wind, and there were already shouts of killing in the city.

Ye Zhao stood on the camphor tree branches in the courtyard, watching with a telescope, shouting and killing everywhere, and fierce hand-to-hand combat everywhere. British soldiers were still rushing into the city continuously. They were tall and big, and they had already taken advantage of hand-to-hand combat. The township brave men who had never experienced the battle formation were even less of their opponents.

The wooden shop in the southeast street, the defensive front of the Zhenwuying organization was extremely stable. They shot from the upstairs, and the swords in the alleys downstairs, and teams of British soldiers were blocked in this area, killing sounds shook the sky.

On West Street, a group of rural heroes were being slaughtered by foreign soldiers, and they were obviously losing their morale and were defeated like a swarm.

"Rise the flag, West Street!" Ye Zhao said lightly.

Immediately under the tree, someone shouted: "Raise the flag, West Street!"

The flag soldiers standing on the tiled house immediately waved the flag in their hands.

Soon, with the sound of the horn, a blue whirlwind flew across the West Street, and several teams of foreign soldiers were washed away. The fleeing village king immediately rushed up, submerging the dozen red dots that were cut by the cavalry sabers and were both in awe.

The entire flower city seemed to have become Shura land.

Above the sand dunes outside the city.

General Carpenter was riding on a horse and was also using a telescope to observe the situation inside the city.

It has been more than an hour since the coalition forces struggled in this small town, and they had to pay a heavy price for every step forward. The Chinese Officials Office in the southeast corner seemed to be mocking him.

Standing in front of the commander's horse, Li Minghan felt even more nervous and secretly prayed that the coalition forces would quickly break through Huacheng and behead Jing Xiang. It was Li Minghan's idea to behead the leader Chaoyong. If the coalition forces could not capture Huacheng today, Li Minghan felt cold in his heart. What if the matter he had made an idea was leaked, Chaoyong in the city would not kill him and eat meat one by one?

But, thousands of villagers thought these British men would break the city like a destruction, but why did it take so much effort?

Carpenter held up the telescope and observed for a long time, and finally saw the trick. He slapped the horse's mane and said angrily: "Bitch, Chinese, cunning!" He turned his head and shouted: "Send the order, all attacks on the buildings on the Southeast Street! The plan to siege the Chinese government office was cancelled!"

The soldiers of Zhenwu Camp were gradually forced to retreat into the shop, and teams of British troops occupied the shooting terrain and surrounded this area.

The four cities, the flags were cut down everywhere, and gradually more and more fugitives were defeated.

After the telescope, Ye Zhao's face became more and more serious, and he reached out to take out his pocket watch to look.

"Master, let's go out of the city!" Under the tree, Bakesh rode a horse and shouted loudly. Just now, the flag guards rescued the village hero of the northwest Jiao Kunqi, and seven or eight personal guards were shot and fell off the horse.

"Can't leave!" Ye Zhao's face had no expression on his face, but his words were decisive. Now that he left, everything was meaningless, and his deployment was completely disrupted. This was not only the negative impact of losing Huacheng and losing the city, but the entire war he had formulated yesterday had become abolished, and it would cause immeasurable losses for future plans.

"Go to support the southeast Zhenwu Camp! I'll go too!" Ye Zhao said, and was about to jump off the tree. The flag guards would probably be over here today. But if the Zhenwu Camp is completely suppressed, the county government will be broken by foreigners every minute.

Baksh was startled and said quickly: "Master, no!"

At this moment, he suddenly heard a loud shout of killing from the southeast. Ye Zhao was slightly stunned and raised his thousand-mile mirror to see. He saw a group of brave men fighting out of the streets in the southeast. They all held rifles in their hands, and rushed up to fight for the white blades after firing. And the leader had white belts tied on his head, wasn't it Jiang Shisan?

Obviously, Jiang Shisan gathered a group of fleeing village warriors, picked up foreigners' firearms and killed them again, and the Zhenwu camp soldiers rushed out of the shop, and with a shocking sound, he repelled the foreigners' attacks.

Ye Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and picked up his pocket watch to see the second camp of Zuojiang and Youjiang. He wrote it clearly in his letter. If he could not rush to help on time, he would definitely cut off the head of the general.

On the sand dunes outside the city, General Carpenter smiled. Although the Chinese people in the southeastern building area launched a stubborn counterattack, they have retreated step by step and scattered among several buildings to resist stubbornly. Now, they can attack their official office and they can capture Jing Xiang alive.

Let’s see, what does this most famous general among the Chinese look like?

At the moment when General Carpenter was about to give an order, there were suddenly continuous gunfires in the Zhoucun area. Carpenter was slightly stunned. He left hundreds of soldiers to take care of the artillery temporarily paralyzed in Zhoucun. Did he meet the Chinese village hero?

Who knew that the gunshots were as tight as they were, "Go!" Carpenter finally couldn't hold back and made a gesture to the guards beside him, so he could quickly reconnaise what was going on.

At this time, Zhouzhuang was covered with flags. Han Jinchun and Zhang Qian's second camp on the left and right rivers were launching a fierce attack on the British.

On June 15, as the Second Battalion of the Zuojiang River entered the battlefield, this grand battle, recorded by Chinese history as "the first modernized corps battle in Chinese history", kicked off.

According to historical records, the British and French coalition forces dispatched nearly 6,000 people in this battle, almost mobilizing all the British and French military forces in Hong Kong and Guangzhou. On the Chinese side, there were Zhenwei, Zhenwu, Zhenhe, Zuojiang, Youjiang and other six battalions of rifle soldiers successively entered the battlefield, and there were nearly 6,000 Liao Yongchao braves. In addition, in the late battle, various flag soldiers, green camp soldiers, and brave soldiers from Guangdong, the total number of troops deployed to the battlefield reached more than 19,000.

This fierce battle lasted for nearly a month. Both sides fought bloody battles between Guangzhou and Huacheng. Although the Chinese Army's Rifle Battalion lost a lot of personnel and the various regiments suffered heavy losses, Zhenwu also had Zhenjiang and Liao Yong besieged Guangzhou City with the left and right wings. Zhenwei, Zhenhe and other battalions surrounded the siege and attacked the 7th Battalion of the British Royal Liverpool Infantry Regiment, and wiped out the brilliant results of the 7th Battalion of the British Royal Liverpool Infantry Regiment, which led the battalion number to withdraw from the British Empire Army.
Chapter completed!