Rebirth of The Deer and the Cauldron, Wei Xiaobao Becomes a God

The Han cavalry and infantry in the front were not spared either. They were scattered by the artillery fire and suffered heavy casualties. Many soldiers were forced to seek shelter under the broken corners of the wall, but since most of the walls at that time were built of wood or mud, they could not resist the huge iron balls fired by the ship's cannon.

In an instant, the battlefield was covered in blood and flesh, it was a horrific sight, and wailing sounds rang out one after another.

Li Chengdong's central army was stationed at the west gate at this time, and he had a clear view of the battle situation in the city. He watched the enemy's naval guns smashing at his brothers in the Han camp, and he was extremely anxious.

"General Li, what should we do now? The army is in a desperate situation!" Suo Etu asked impatiently. He looked around anxiously, his eyes full of despair and helplessness.

"Master Zhongtang, the Westerners are too cunning. They rely on the advantage of their naval guns to bombard our army indiscriminately. Now we can only hope that the brothers can find shelter nearby and protect themselves. After the enemy's naval guns stop firing, we can then organize the army to attack." Li Chengdong replied helplessly.

"Can we withdraw our troops? This is most of the troops from Liangjiang!" Fu Lata said with heartache. His voice trembled a little, as if he saw his beloved child being hurt.

"We can't retreat. If any soldiers show up now, there will be more casualties. We can only retreat after the artillery fire ends." He Yu said calmly.

At this time, the Western coalition's naval guns were firing vigorously, and the shells fell on the Qing army's positions like raindrops, raising a cloud of dust and smoke. The Western devils on the ships cheered excitedly, their faces filled with complacency and pride.

When the port guns of the ships got hot, they turned around and fired at the starboard guns. Seeing the Qing army being hit so hard that they couldn't raise their heads, the Western devils were delighted. While they laughed at the weakness of the Qing army, they continued to increase their firepower, as if they wanted to completely destroy the Qing army.

In this chaos and despair, the Qing soldiers looked for nearby shelters to avoid enemy fire. Some soldiers hid in ruined houses, and some hid behind broken walls... But even so, many soldiers were injured or killed.

Half an hour later, perhaps because the barrels of the guns on the multinational ships had turned red, the shelling stopped.

At this time, each battalion was speeding up to gather troops, organize equipment, and prepare to advance.

After this round of bombardment, the Qing army suffered heavy losses, with one-third of its troops reduced and casualties reaching 5,000 to 6,000. Not only that, the two artillery battalions were almost destroyed, and the horses of the cavalry battalion were also lost.

Despite the heavy losses, after a short period of assembly time, there were still more than 10,000 Han camp soldiers who were able to fight.

Li Chengdong looked at the situation on his side and thought to himself: Although he had suffered a serious blow, he still had the advantage in numbers. Moreover, he knew that the enemy's gun barrels had already turned red, and it would take some time for the barrels to cool down before continuing to fire. Taking this opportunity, if he could quickly rush to the enemy's position and tangle with the enemy, he could effectively prevent the enemy from using the guns again. So he decisively ordered the drums to be beaten.

The drums sounded like the horn of attack! These Qing soldiers who had just escaped the artillery fire were full of anger towards the foreign devils and had nowhere to vent. When they heard the drums, their morale was immediately boosted. Their shouts of killing shook the earth. Holding all kinds of weapons, they rushed towards the multinational coalition forces on the Huangpu Bund like a tide...

The Huangpu Bund has the Huangpu River behind it and a large beach in front of it, with no shelter or obstruction.

The multinational coalition forces formed three horizontal rows, lined up in a row with their backs to the water at the riverside. More than 30 ships were docked on the bank of the Huangpu River, and black gun barrels extended from the gun ports in the cabins.

The distance from the county town to the Bund is not long, only about 2,000 meters. However, this short distance has become the boundary between life and death.

The Qing soldiers who had just assembled walked to the edge of the beach with difficulty. The leading lieutenant general, guerrillas, and officers knew that the fire guns in the hands of the foreigners far exceeded their weapons in terms of range and accuracy.

If they followed the conventional method and charged one camp after another, it would undoubtedly be a waste of lives, just like the meaningless tactic of adding fuel to the fire. After some discussion, several lieutenant generals decided not to hesitate and charge with the whole army!

So, the five battalions of the cavalry who had lost their horses and the artillery battalion who had lost their artillery launched a charge together. Tens of thousands of soldiers shouted in unison, the sound of killing shook the sky, and the momentum was as turbulent as a mountain torrent.

When they rushed to the front 100 meters, the flintlock guns of the multinational coalition forces started to fire. Every time a gunshot sounded, thousands of bullets flew towards the Qing army, and hundreds of Han camp brothers fell to the ground in an instant.

However, these brave and fearless soldiers did not retreat. In order to avenge their blood feud and drive away the Western devils, they had already put their lives at risk.

When the comrades in front fell, the ones behind immediately followed and continued to charge. Their steps were firm and resolute, as if death could not stop them from moving forward.

John watched with a sneer on his face as the Qing soldiers fell one by one under the fire of the revolvers. Although the number of Qing soldiers was three or four times that of his side, the cunning John was not worried at all because he was well prepared.

The commanders of the various teams of the multinational coalition forces kept shouting: "Ready -", "Fire -", "Get down -"... Every time a gunshot was heard, it could take the life of a brother in the Han camp.

On the battlefield, due to the insufficient range of the Qing army's weapons, they could only be beaten unilaterally, and the battle was more like a one-sided massacre.

Soetu stood on the west city gate, holding a telescope, looking at the scene in front of him, and a feeling of fear surged in his heart.

He had never seen such a tragic battle scene. Countless Han camp soldiers fell in a pool of blood, and their blood dyed the earth red.

Fortunately, the Qing army had already rushed to a place 70 meters away from the multinational coalition. Some soldiers raised their muskets and fired, some archers picked up arrows and shot, and those sword and shield soldiers raised their shields and rushed towards the enemy's projectiles.

The multinational coalition forces began to suffer casualties, while the Qing army at this time still had at least six or seven thousand people, twice as many as the multinational coalition forces.

If the enemy is ten times stronger than you, you can surround them; if the enemy is five times stronger than you, you can attack them; if the enemy is twice as strong as you, you can engage them in battle. This battle is not an internal struggle between the Ming Dynasty and the Qing Dynasty, but a life-and-death contest between the Chinese and the alien races!

The sword and shield soldiers in front had already rushed to within thirty meters of the Western devils' position, and Li Chengdong could finally put his mind at ease.

He thought that as long as he could rush through the last thirty meters and enter the close combat stage, he would be fully capable of annihilating all these Western red-haired devils with his absolute advantage in numbers.