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Chapter 1278 Miscalculation
Cao Changqing regretted that he did not listen to Wang Jinzhong's words and let the troops take advantage of the opportunity of the enemy's gathering in all directions to select elite soldiers and defeat them one by one.

But Wang Jinzhong was not so persistent. If the elite soldiers went out of the city and were attacked by the enemy, it would mean that there would be no elites to rescue them when defending the city.

It's all right now, the enemy troops from all walks of life are approaching the city, and there is no chance to get out of the city.

Whenever the Zhongxian captains went to the city to investigate the enemy's situation, they could always see the English nobles in the besieged camp organizing a tournament to drink and have fun. However, their orders to exempt the citizens of the city from taxes still spread into the city through various channels. The army outside is oppressing the border, and the hearts of the people in the city are fluctuating. Every day is a torment.

No one would think that the singing and singing outside the city every night is the English nobles showing weakness to the enemy. Although the plan to recruit troops was delayed by the merchant soldiers going out of the city to ambush, they still allowed them to gather more than [-] troops within one month, plus those All kinds of businessmen, prostitutes, mercenaries, and scavengers, looking out from the city, the vast expanse is full of people.

They cut down all the forests they could see, set up camps to build siege weapons, and never stopped persuading them to surrender.

Regardless of the people in power in the county or the common people, this rebellion has not been carefully considered. It was just a moment of incitement and indignation. At this time, they were sober under the suppression of the army outside the city. They were sent to the city to persuade them to surrender every few days to find out their real thoughts, and on the other hand, they paid attention to Cao Changqing's plan.

The only thing that can give them confidence is Taoist Cao's calmness.

There are almost more troops outside the city than there are citizens in the city, and this is just the noble regiment gathered in Devonshire. In the recent persuasion, the nobles revealed that Dorset in the east and Cornwall in the west have received German troops. Wenjun's request for help, a large number of troops are on their way, no matter what, this war will end before summer comes.

Summer, soon to be summer.

But Daoist Cao was still very calm. Even though Wang Jinzhong, Li Changlai and others looked flustered and angry, only Cao Changqing, the county magistrate, ate, meditated, walked the dog, and slept every day. He neither dealt with government affairs nor panicked.

Not even praying.

Of course, the truth is not as it seems to most people. Daoist Cao is very panicked, but as a cultivator, even the movements of praying are different from Monk Europa Fan.

How do monks pray?Kneeling on one knee, kneeling on both knees, and bowing, the movements are different.

How does Daoist Cao pray?

Legs crossed, hands put on laps, chin raised, full of arrogance.

Already won the temperament.

As the mascot of the faith, all matters in the county are not under the control of Taoist Cao, the county magistrate. The military defense is managed by Wang Jinzhong and Li Changlai. Some tiger squatting guns and Frang machine guns were unloaded from the ship and moved to the top of the city. The blacksmiths in the city were also called to make ordnance—mainly making arrow shafts and arrowheads.

Everyone knows that muskets are good, but most of the blacksmiths in the city don't know how to make muskets, and secondly, Puli County may be breached before muskets are built.

As for Alan Muming, he is in charge of the patrolling street organization Baojia.

Everything is going according to plan, but people's pressure is increasing, and the English nobles outside the city have set up catapults, two.

And the tone of those who persuaded them to surrender became more and more arrogant. Obviously, the general attack is coming.

In the early morning of the third day of April, Wang Jinzhong drew his bow and set his arrows under the city, and accurately nailed the arrow to the center of the practice arrow not far away. He heard the report from the watchman on the city that another army had entered the besieged camp.

"A whole army with guns?"

Wang Jinzhong raised his hand to buckle himself a bowl helmet with a leather chain armor collar. He was wearing a short cotton robe with half sleeves and double breasted with blue auspicious clouds and dark patterns, and fast boots with thousand-layer soles. Ge Weng, under the padded robe is a half-sleeved mail shirt with a heart guard and a padded jacket as a lining. There are two quiveres hanging on the back waist. Edged iron mace.

He may be the most capable person in Puli County. The mail shirt on his body used to have no breastplate. It was his trophy in Luzon. The soldiers turned into bandits, and everyone was killed by him. The riveted mail armor was not broken, but the lock ring on the chest was deformed, light and strong, and he kept it for his own use.

In fact, he has always wanted to get a Beiyang breastplate, but he couldn't buy it in Daming, not because it wasn't available in the market, but because it was too expensive to afford.

For things that don’t cost much, the amount that goes out to the market is too small, and there are too many people who want to buy them. With the word Beiyang, you can’t buy them without 20 taels of silver.

20 taels of silver, what can I do wrong?
This money can buy two war horses, four pack horses, two bows and six bags of arrows, as well as four good goose feather blades, which can arm two light-armed archers.

But now that he is going to actually go to the battlefield, Wang Jinzhong can't help but regret that he didn't spend a lot of money to buy a set of Beiyang military equipment... Not to mention, if he wears Beiyang military equipment from head to toe, he may not have the same courage to go into battle.

Wang Jinzhong asked in a low voice, "Where is Captain Li?"

"The captain is on the city, please go up to the city."

The Mongolian sumo coach who grew up in Tianjin Wei nodded, looked back at the sailors resting below the city, summoned the leader to cheer up his subordinates, put the riding bow back into the bow pocket behind him, and walked towards the tower.

The atmosphere is getting more and more tense. Most of the sailors in the Daming Guild Hall now live in residential houses close to the city wall. The original city wall of Plymouth mainly defended against enemies from the sea. The city wall on the north side of the town is poorly built. The camp set up looks stronger, although merchants and soldiers have been strengthening it recently, but no one knows how long the city wall will last if it is really fought.

These sailors from Daming had never seen anyone in this world repair the city wall straight up and down, and it looked weak.

On the city wall, Li Changlai, who is also the captain of Zhongxian, was surrounded by a group of Nanyang warriors in Ming costumes, leaning on the battlements.

Compared with Wang Jinzhong, Li Changlai is more like a leader, even if he is only wearing a satin robe and a hair scarf, when he saw Wang Jinzhong coming up from the corner of his eye, he quickly opened his hands and said: "The captain came at the right time, there may be 600 people today Join the siege, we don't have much time, they brought at least two cannons, with two catapults, the siege may start tomorrow."

"When they start to attack, how long does Captain Wang think the city can hold?"

Wang Jinzhong just shook his head lightly and didn't speak.

They lacked war experience and missed a good opportunity to attack the enemy. Now it is very difficult to go out of the city to attack, and it is also different to stick to the city.

No one would think that the city could withstand two days of attack.

He asked, "Do you think we can survive until the arrival of the Eastern reinforcements?"

"It's very difficult. If there is no accident on the rescue ship, it will arrive at Muye a month ago at the fastest speed. Even if the news is sent from Muye to Mexico City, it will take seven days to change horses and people on the way. It will take another seven days to dispatch troops, and we will have to hold out for at least a month before we see reinforcements."

Li Changlai turned his head and cursed inwardly: "Damn it, it was wrong!"

　Good morning! Chapter 2 will be later.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)