The Empire headed west along the majestic Three Gorges of the Yangtze River.

There are strange gorges on both sides of the river, with a river flowing down majesticly.

The Yangtze River waterway is close to Anqing. The river bank here is several miles wide, and the bank can no longer be seen.

Thousands of miles of clear water are smooth roads, and there are waterways for transportation. The cost of consumption is extremely low. The confrontation between the armies in Anqing is extremely beneficial to the Chinese army.

The transport fleets organized by the Chinese Army come and go here, busy preparing for the war in Anqing.

What is unique is that there is a group of large ships, the shape is different from other ships, the white sails are half stowed, and they are flowing down the river.

Zhao Boyuan stood on the bow of the ship, stroking it with his hands happily, "The new warship is really powerful. It goes down the river quickly and steadily. It has arrived in Anqing so quickly."

The big boat went down the river, and the city of Anqing could be vaguely seen in the distance. Someone came over in a hurry and said, "Zhou Qianlong has met Mr. Zhao!"

Zhao Boyuan knew Zhou Qianlong's purpose, but he still smiled and turned around and said, "Qianlong, what's the matter?"

Zhou Qianlong said, "Sir, Anqing has arrived."

Zhao Boyuan nodded and said, "Well, yes, it's pretty fast."

Zhou Qianlong asked, "Why is the fleet still moving forward?"

Zhao Boyuan felt that the matter could no longer be concealed, "We haven't arrived where we want to go yet."

Zhou Qianlong said in surprise, "But the order from the head of state requires us to go to Anqing to assist in the battle."

Zhao Boyuan said, "Anqing is at a stalemate now, but Jiangyin is already at a critical moment. When Jiangnan rebelled, tens of thousands of our brothers fell there. Do you think we can ignore them?"

Zhou Qianlong has naturally heard of it, but soldiers act according to military orders. If they all act according to their own emotions, wouldn't it be chaos? Zhou Qianlong still insisted, "Sir, please forgive me, there is no order from the head of state!"

Zhao Boyuan smiled when he heard this, "I know, I have a second plan."

Almost at the same time, two guards on the left and right rushed forward, pushed Zhou Qianlong to the ground and tied him up with a rope.

Zhao Boyuan stepped forward and said, "Don't worry, this matter has nothing to do with you. I will let you go after we pass Nanjing tomorrow."

Amid the confused and stunned eyes of everyone on the shore, the big ship sailed majestically downstream.

Dark clouds are pressing down on the city, threatening to destroy it, and the brave warriors are mourning the hundreds of deaths in the bloody battle.

Zhao Boji was sitting behind the parapet, panting heavily. The blood on the ground was mixed with the rain, and he couldn't care less.

The brutal battles in the past few days have made Zhao Boji numb. The only thought left in his mind was to kill the enemy and kill more enemies.

After breathing for a while, Zhao Boji looked up at the sky. There were dark clouds. The previous heavy rain had just ended, and it looked like another heavy rain was coming.

Sure enough, another heavy rain fell, and the sky and the earth were shrouded in rain. The small Jiangyin City looked increasingly weak and helpless.

What the musketeers hate the most is this weather. Although the musketeers have prepared butter tarpaulins to cope with rainy days, the gunpowder will still get wet accidentally, and the air humidity is higher, so the misfire rate is at least 20 times higher than usual.

times.

"Ooo~"

The desolate horn sounded, and the enemy's attack began again.

Zhao Boyuan stood up and looked through the shooting hole in the female wall. He could not see clearly in the heavy rain, but many figures were rushing over in the rain.

Bows, arrows and muskets have lost their former lethality in this weather, leaving only the collision of iron and blood!

"Bang!"

A burst of scattered gunfire erupted from the city wall on the right, faintly

Someone was cursing, and the piece of oilcloth pulled over the head of the musketeer was stuck with many arrows, and its function of protecting the rain was almost lost.

"Boom", a burst of green smoke suddenly erupted from the city wall where the musketeers were.

Zhao Boji glanced at it and said, "What's going on?"

Soon someone came to report that the damp gunpowder exploded when it was dried by fire. Fortunately, it was not very powerful.

Zhao Boji scolded, "As I said earlier, using fire to bake gunpowder is simply playing with fire."

But he couldn't control that much anymore. The Qing soldiers began to climb up the wall. The first Qing soldier held a large shield in both hands and rushed up from the ladder almost trotting on only his feet. The following Qing soldiers used their spears to

He fended off the besieging soldiers with his long sword and rushed to the top of the city in a blink of an eye.

Under the city, there were Qing soldiers who were skilled in archery and used bows and arrows to cover them. Soldiers from the Chinese army leaned out and used long spears to block the climbers. Almost instantly, three or four arrows would be fired at them.

Zhao Boji shouted, "Don't let them form a formation!" He then drew out his long knife and rushed towards a Qing soldier holding a long spear.

The spearman thrust out a spear, and Zhao Boji turned to avoid it. He strode forward with his right foot and raised his right hand. The long knife slashed across the spearman's arm. Blood gushed out and fell with the rain.

Unformed pikemen have only one chance to face an opponent with a sword.

Now that the spearman's arm was injured, he was no longer able to hold the spear, and the spearhead fell to the ground. Almost at the same time, Zhao Boji twisted his right arm, turned the blade of the knife in his hand downwards, and slashed from the Qing soldier's neck to his waist and abdomen.

Zhao Boji instantly became an enemy and moved forward with the soldiers around him, squeezing the Qing soldiers who were ascending the city.

The Qing soldiers who boarded the city roared and attacked the Han soldiers. One after another, the Qing soldiers jumped onto the top of the city to join the battle group.

"Bang", a Qing soldier came to chop him in the head, Zhao Boji raised his knife to block it, and kicked the man in the chest, but he also took the force and stepped back.

A spear stabbed at him fiercely, and the soldier beside him was unable to dodge. His body was almost pierced by the spear, and a bulge was raised on the armor on his back.

The Qing soldier suddenly pulled out his spear, and the Han soldier fell to the ground, and the rain on the ground turned into blood.

Zhao Boji roared angrily and rushed forward to fight with the green battalion soldiers who stormed the city wall.

The rain mixed with blood, and the handle of the knife was slippery. Zhao Boji accidentally let go of his long knife and flew over the head of another Chinese soldier. Zhao Boji was startled. Fortunately, the brother didn't realize it. He came with a Green Camp soldier.

I kept fighting.

After finally stabbing his opponent to death, he turned around and saw Zhao Boji looking at him, grinning proudly.

Zhao Boji picked up a long knife from the ground and stepped forward to fight again. He felt that the arm holding the knife was sore as if on fire, and then he stepped back from the gap between the people.

The resting soldiers at the rear sat on the ground, panting heavily and kneading their swollen arms. A soldier brought warm water. Zhao Boji took a few sips and took the time to replenish his strength.

After fighting like this for a long time, the Qing soldiers retreated.

At this time, the rain finally stopped, and Zhao Boji's tense nerves relaxed, and he discovered a row of drainage holes carved with dragons behind the city wall. The dragon's mouth spat out thin water, which was as red as blood and dazzlingly red.

Zhao Boji found a place to sit down and looked up at the sky. The clouds were not as heavy as they were at first and it seemed to be clearing up.

Suddenly a soldier ran over and said, "Master Yan, please go to the north gate, General Zhao."

Zhao Boji was shocked. Could it be that the North Gate was about to be lost? He jumped up from the ground and said to the soldier, "Let's go!"

Zhao Boji rode his horse to the north gate, and Yan Yingyuan was waiting in front of the city gate. Although it was also in a mess, there was no Qing Dynasty that broke into the city.

soldiers.

Zhao Boji asked curiously, "What's the matter with Mr. Yan?"

Yan Yingyuan said, "There is a group of soldiers outside the city. The leader said that they are old acquaintances of your Majesty. I am afraid that the Tatars are deceiving me, so I ask your Majesty to make a decision."

Climbing to the top of the city, Zhao Boji saw a large row of warships and a group of Chinese soldiers under the city. The leader was looking up at the city wall, his face unclear.

Zhao Boji said loudly, "I am Zhao Boji, who are you?"

Soon an excited voice came, "Bo Ji, open the door, I'm Bo Yuan!"

Zhao Boji rubbed his eyes and looked at the people approaching from the city. Whoever it was if it wasn't Zhao Boyuan, he said excitedly, "Open the door quickly and let my brother in."

Without waiting for the people next to him to take action, Zhao Boji rushed down to the city, greeted him at the door, and took Zhao Boyuan's hand.

The two looked at each other in silence for a long time. Zhao Boyuan said, "You did a good job!"

Zhao Boji grinned a little sheepishly, "Thanks to Mr. Yan, otherwise we wouldn't even have a place to stay."

Yan Yingyuan also came down from the city, clasping his fists and saying, "I've seen Mr. Zhao!"

Zhao Boyuan returned the gift with his hand, and Zhao Boji said, "Master Yan, my brother Boyuan and the head of state Wan are brothers."

Yan Yingyuan's face became more humble when he heard this, "The head of state is indeed very righteous and has not forgotten us."

Zhao Boji asked with a smile, "We have been besieged here for a long time. I don't know the situation outside, but Nanjing has been recovered? How many troops did my brother bring?"

Zhao Boyuan said, "This is not the place to talk. Let's talk somewhere else."

Yan Yingyuan said quickly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. The general has come from afar. How can he stand here and talk? Please hurry up. Please hurry up."

Everyone entered the palace in the city, and Yan Yingyuan turned aside. When there were only three people left in the hall, Yan Yingyuan said, "How many soldiers and horses did the general bring? What's going on outside?"

Zhao Boyuan sighed, "I am ashamed that the main force of the Chinese army has entered Sichuan westward. Now the eastern front can only confront the Hu people in the Anqing area. It is not possible to send a large army to rescue them for the time being. The fleet was originally to assist in the defense of Anqing. This time I have deployed troops without authorization.

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Hearing this, their hopes were shattered, and they could not hide the look of disappointment on their faces. However, they were moved in their hearts, and Zhao Boji said, "Brother, even if Boji dies in battle, he will have no regrets."

Zhao Boyuan said, "Although the army cannot come to help, I brought some food and new weapons from the head of state!"

While he was talking, the sound of cannons suddenly sounded, one after another.

The three of them walked out of the gate and rushed in the direction of the sound of cannons. They climbed up the city wall and saw that a warship anchored in the river was firing.

Yan Yingyuan squinted his eyes for a while and exclaimed, "What a beautiful ship, it can sail so far!"

Zhao Boyuan said, "Heavy artillery that is difficult to move on land can be easily adjusted when placed on a ship."

Zhao Boji said excitedly, "To be able to shoot such a distance, these cannons must weigh tens of thousands of kilograms!"

Zhao Boyuan said, "Well, the heavy artillery weighs about ten thousand kilograms!"

Yan Yingyuan said, "Good guy, I think a ship has at least a dozen cannons!"

When the last gunfire from the last ship ended, the continuous gunfire stopped, but the gunfire from the first ship rang out again.

The powerful firepower instantly ignited the morale on the city wall, and the soldiers cheered long live.

Yan Yingyuan finally showed a hint of joy, "The morale of the military has been greatly boosted, and the morale can be used!"
Chapter completed!