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"Is it Zheng's reinforcements?" Zheng Zhilong also put down the chopsticks in his hand and said.

"Back to General Zheng. Since it was getting late, I couldn't see their outfits clearly, so I don't know if they are Zheng's reinforcements."

"Are they marching this way?"

"Yes, General."

Xu Zhi'an and the others didn't bother to eat, and went out directly.While walking, he ordered the soldiers in the city to be vigilant, and strictly guarded the soldiers who had surrendered in the city to prevent them from cooperating with soldiers outside the city and taking the opportunity to cause chaos.

The sent scouts sent back the news through the walkie-talkie. The army outside the city stopped ten miles south of the city and set up camp. It seemed that they had no intention of attacking Thang Long.

"Mo Bixian, didn't you say that Zheng Bing has already summoned all the domestic elite to King Shenglongqin? Where did the fifty or sixty thousand troops outside come from?" Xu Zhi'an called Mo Bixian, frowning and asked road.

"What? There are [-] to [-] soldiers outside? Where did they come from?"

"I am asking you!"

"I don't know!" Mo Bixian replied with a bitter face.

Xu Zhi'an stared at him for a long time, seeing that he really didn't seem to know, so he had no choice but to give up.

In this way, a tense night passed in the city, and it was not until the next day when the soldiers staring outside sent back the news.

It looks like a cochin soldier, but the handsome flag that hangs has Ruan characters written on it.

阮？

Xu Zhi'an didn't react for a while, and called Mo Bixian again.

"Do you have a general named Ruan in your court?"

"Have!"

"what is it call?"

"Second Ruan, I hacked to death yesterday."

"Anymore?"

"there is none left!"

"Then go out and have a look for yourself! There are [-] to [-] soldiers and horses flying the banner of the surname Ruan!"

Xu Zhian pointed impatiently outside the city.

"Ruan? Could it be!?" Mo Bixian widened his eyes.

"Could it be something! If you fart, let it go!"

"Could it be Ruan Fuyuan's soldiers?"

"Ruan Fuyuan? Who?"

"The one on the other side of the river!" Mo Bixian pointed to the side of the guide.

"Ruan Fuyuan!? Why did his people come here?" Xu Zhian remembered.

"I'm afraid the visitor is not kind!" Mo Bixian rolled his eyes and said in a low voice.

Ruan must have no good intentions to bring troops here at this time, but he is happy to see it succeed, or the Ruan family will defeat the Ming army and drive them away.Either the Ming army killed the Ruan family together.

It's best to die together, and he will lead his soldiers to reap the benefits of the fisherman. It's not like he has no chance to be the king of Jiaozhi.

Mo Bixian was immersed in fantasy, but the Ruan family outside the city had already made a movement. It seemed that they wanted to attack Shenglong.

It was Ruan Fulan, the son of Ruan Fuyuan, who led the troops from the south.

This time, he brought a total of 6 soldiers, plus the soldiers in charge of logistics, adding up to more than [-] people in a mess.

He led people all the way across the river, and in the past, he didn't even meet any decent resistance in the heavily guarded arteries.

Ruan Fulan slowly relaxed, knowing that the Zheng family had fallen into an unprecedented crisis just as he expected.

But at the same time, he felt a little bit of joy in his heart, because this is also a rare opportunity for the Ruan family, a good opportunity to unify the north and the south!

Right now, there is another big rock lying in front of him. He wants to blow up and smash this big rock until it becomes a stepping stone on his way to unify the north and the south!

Thinking about it, Ruan Fulan felt his blood boil, and it was difficult to suppress the surging in his heart.

But he still marched very slowly, carefully crossing every city, and finally found out the news when he was close to Shenglong.

The Ming army and the Zheng family fought outside Thang Long City for two days, and finally captured Thang Long at noon yesterday.

So he gave an order to advance towards Thang Long at full speed, and stationed ten miles south of Thang Long that night.

Coincidentally, the place where they were stationed happened to be next to the battlefield where the two sides fought.

The stench that wafted through the air from time to time almost made him sick, but his mood was extremely uplifting.

The more tragic their war was, the easier it would be for him to be a fisherman.

He has found out the news that the four gates of Thang Long have been damaged, it must have been repaired after the war.

Next, they only need to go all out to attack the city and drive away the Ming army. In the whole Jiaozhi, no one will fight against him.

Thinking of this, Ruan Fulan forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart, and commanded his soldiers to attack in the direction of Shenglong.

They were not kind, and Xu Zhi'an was not a good thing he could pick at will.

After discovering their intention to attack the city, Xu Zhi'an and Zheng Zhilong discussed and pulled the soldiers out of the city.

The artillery of Chuyang was also pulled out, and the mortar team was on standby at the top of the city.

As a result, Ruan Fulan, who was full of confidence, was bombarded by the Ming army immediately.

Mortars, artillery, fired at them non-stop.

The shells exploded in their dense formation, and the soldiers were killed and wounded in pieces, losing their combat effectiveness.

The smug Ruan Fulan seemed to have been poured with a basin of ice water in winter, and it was cold from head to toe.

Why is the firepower so fierce?

"Hold on! Hold on! Speed ​​up! After this wave of artillery fire, we can fight them hand-to-hand!"

He was right in thinking, after rushing past the design of the artillery, he would indeed be able to contact the Ming army.

But what they came into contact with was the muskets of the Ming army.

The dense firepower formed a barrier, the artillery continued to roar, the muskets crackled, and their soldiers fell down like wheat cut by a sickle.

Mo Bixian stood at the head of the city and witnessed the whole process of the Ming army's firearms battle.Seeing Ruan's soldiers fell to the ground during the charge, he fully understood a truth.

What they couldn't do, Nguyen couldn't do either.

Not even both sides combined.

Ruan's attack seemed to be surprising, but it didn't make the slightest progress. If it was true, there was really nothing to be gained except for dropping corpses.

Ruan Fulan, who ordered a temporary retreat, stared blankly at the distant city wall, and the soldiers were counting the casualties.

"General, more than 6000 brothers have been lost in total."

"what?"

Ruan Fulan was taken aback, but in less than a quarter of an hour, why were there so many casualties?But then he remembered the artillery that the Ming army blasted a large area, and he was relieved again.

The opponent's artillery is too powerful,

No, the opponent's musket is not small.

He had never seen a musket with such a long range and such a fast rate of fire.

How to do?

He ran all the way, and ran away after leaving a pile of corpses, he was not reconciled!

At this time, one of his generals came to him.

"General, the firepower of the Ming army is fierce, but there are only 3 of them in total. It is impossible for every city gate to have such a strong firepower. Moreover, we have an advantage in numbers. If we concentrate on attacking one city gate, the advantage will not be brought into play at all. It is better to divide the troops, pretend to attack the south gate, attract their firepower, and focus on attacking the other three gates. As long as one works, the Ming army will definitely lose its position. It will not be difficult to take down Shenglong!"