The Young Emperor of the Qing Dynasty
47 In my flesh and blood

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The two gunships, the Super Warrior and the Yuanwu, had been severely injured. No matter how hard they tried, they could not face such a huge difference in strength.

After the main cannons were destroyed, the two ships retreated into the depths of the bay and used the secondary cannons as turrets to continue resisting.

The Baja and Lavis didn't chase after them and continued to protect the landing of the army. In their eyes, the two gunboats were no longer a threat to them.

However, the French fleet was also very depressed. The enemy's artillery firepower was too fierce. The main cannons of the four cruisers alone could not form a firepower advantage. Fortunately, the enemy's artillery did not look very strong. They only needed to destroy the artillery with all their strength.

Zhang Shicheng's chain was now covered in blood. The blood mixed with the cannon fodder and turned into an ugly reddish-brown color. However, he did not care about this at all. Instead, he randomly exploded the wound on his right arm and crawled out.

The turret needed someone to watch and point out the target, and these people were more likely to be exposed to the French artillery. Two observers had already died, and now they needed new people to replace them.

"Battalion Commander, I'll go! We're still counting on you to command."

The player grabbed him and said with a sobbing tone.

"Cut the f * cking crap and give me your cannonballs. My hand is already crippled. Do you expect me to give cannonballs to the cannoneers?”

Zhang Shicheng's voice had already gone hoarse from shouting. At this moment, his voice sounded very hoarse. Even if he cursed, he could not hear it clearly.

"Alright, you guys continue to fire. I will point out the target. Brothers, let's go all out today and ruthlessly kill those foreign devils.”

When he saw the way the player handed the gun to him, his tone softened again. As he spoke, he crawled out.

"Boom! Boom!"

Under his command, the 122 cannons hit the Zeria cruiser in succession. The shells fell on the deck and immediately caused a bloody storm. The entire cruiser was wrapped in raging flames.

"Boom!" The bow of his ship was hit again, and wood splinters flew everywhere. What was worse was that a big hole appeared at the bow of the ship, and the cabin below it was already on fire.

"Withdraw from the battle! Carry out damage control!"

The cruiser Andrea had no choice but to signal to withdraw from the battle.

The artillery battle between the two sides lasted for a day and a night. Andrea was fine, Essente was heavily injured, and two other gunboats were sunk. However, the cannons on Mount Dawu were mostly cleared, and the French army had successfully landed on the beach.

Seeing that the effect had been achieved, to avoid unnecessary losses, Snoopy ordered the remaining warships to converge and support the French army that had already landed.

"Get rid of all those small cannons and pay attention to the formation!”

Snoopy saw that his army's attacks were being repelled time and time again, and he couldn't help but loudly order the cannons to change targets.

The enemy actually had a small steel cannon that could move agilely, causing huge losses to their army.

"Thump…Thump…"

The unique French military drum sounded, and they launched a new round of attack.

At this time, the Western side's method of attack was still to line up and charge. Although they would no longer use Macedonians because of the power of the artillery, they were still in the era of queuing and shooting.

Although machine guns were already available, they were not that powerful. Moreover, even the western army would not be equipped with too many machine guns.

It was already not bad for a division to have twenty.

Rows of soldiers began to advance at a distance of a few meters. Such a tactic would naturally cause heavy losses when they encountered the 2nd Division who was digging trenches.

After three or four failures, they changed their fighting style and began to charge randomly.

"This bunch of f * cking devils, there are so many of them!”

"If it weren't for these damn warships, I would definitely destroy these Frenchmen!”

On the battlefield, Li Xiaobo was trying his best to support his body. The small steel cannons had all been destroyed by the French cannons, and the bullets had been used up. However, the enemy's next attack would come soon.

Although they had repelled several attacks from the French army, it could be said that they had achieved many results.

With the French cannons and assault, the entire battalion of more than 500 people, including the injured, only 40 or so people were left. The next round of attack would not be able to hold on.

"Brothers, we can't hold the position anymore. I'm afraid we can't be filial to our parents in the future. Since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety can't be both. We killed so many Red Devils.”

Li Xiaobo smiled bitterly as he spoke. Before he came out, he had married a wife. He didn't know if she would be able to get pregnant.

"Camp Leader, you and your injured brothers should retreat first. Sister-in-law is still waiting for you at home.”

The 2nd Company Commander said to Li Xiaobo as he tightly wrapped the hilt of his sword.

"Brother, I appreciate your kindness. As an officer, how can I retreat? Moreover, there are French people everywhere. Liu Junmen has almost taken out all the troops behind him. We can't retreat!”

Liu Xiaobo smiled brightly at him and pointed at the smoke-filled port.

Liu Mingchuan had already gone to Taibei to mobilize troops. If they couldn't hold on, they might not even be able to wait for reinforcements.

" But Battalion Commander, you don't have to stay here and do useless things..." The Second Company Commander still wanted to say something.

"Alright, there's nothing to be said. We all have one head and two eyes. There's no need to say anything more.”

Liu Xiaobo waved his hand and interrupted the second company commander.

"Come…those who can still walk, come over. You guys smash the cannons, don't leave them for the French. The rest of you, follow me to the back and move all the shells over!”

After saying that, he brought a few people to the back to move the shells. The small steel cannons and mortars were blown up, and the remaining shells were useless.

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