When Yang Feng learned the news, he couldn't help but be a little stunned, it was naturally nothing new to attack the city with artillery.

In another time and space, there are too many such things, such as when the Soviet army attacked Berlin during World War II, this is what the B-4 203mm howitzer nicknamed Stalin's hammer was pushed into the city of Berlin and bombarded the buildings held by the German army.

After the Battle of Berlin, the whole of Berlin was bombed into pieces, most of which was due to the heavy artillery of the Soviet army, which shows the destructive effect of artillery on the city.

Yang Feng naturally did not forget the great killer of artillery, but the reason why he did not order the artillery to attack the city was because he wanted to see if these generals under his command could exert their subjective initiative and take the initiative to propose it without reminding him.

He was relieved that someone had come up with this method only the next day, and it seemed that war was really a place to sharpen people.

Let's talk about Huang Jiye, this old fritter who was originally just a bastard in Jiangning Weili, has now grown into a general who is good at using his brain, and he can even take the lead in thinking of such things as deploying artillery to attack the city, which shows that this guy is still very talented.

He stood up, walked to the window, looked at the smoking castle in the distance, and muttered, "Field, Field, I want to see if you can hold out for a few days, and if you can really do it rather than give in." ”

To survive or to perish has been a difficult choice question since ancient times, and Field is no exception.

With the use of artillery by the Jiangning army, the Spanish defenders immediately felt great pressure.

Originally, the Spanish defenders could also use the terrain advantage to gradually resist the Jiangning army, although the effect was not too good, but at least it had the effect of delaying the pace of the opponent's attack, but after the artillery joined the battlefield, the advantages and disadvantages of the offensive and defensive sides immediately came to a big reversal.

As the artillery continued to join the battlefield, one by one solid bullets and flowering shells bombed the buildings in front of them into piles of ruins, and the buildings that were originally used as bunkers instantly became the tombs where they were buried, and the Jiangning army took most of the San Pedro Castle in only half a day, according to this progress, I am afraid that the entire castle can be completely occupied before dark.

Castro lay behind a wall, and around him were ten Spanish soldiers, who kept firing at the Jiangning sergeant who was approaching them, and from time to time bursts of white smoke rose from the smoke of unburned gunpowder.

A group of soldiers fought hotly at a distance of less than 100 meters, and from time to time a soldier screamed after being hit.

"Bang Bang ......"

Two buckshot shots landed near Castro, and the rubble splattered on his face.

"Ah......h

With a scream, a soldier who accidentally exposed half of his body was hit by a lead bullet, and there was suddenly a fist-sized hole in his stomach, and the cyan intestines leaked out of his stomach in an instant, and the soldier who was rolling on the ground in pain kept howling, so terrible that it could almost break people's eardrums.

A second lieutenant bent down and ran to his side and shouted, "Colonel, we can't stand it, those Ming people's muskets are bigger and farther and more accurate than our muskets, we can't stand it like this!" ”

"If you can't stand it, you have to top it!" Castro roared, "We have lost six streets today, and if we continue to retreat like this, we will have to retreat to the Doge's Palace in less than an hour, and then everyone will be finished." Now you go back and hold your position immediately, and whoever dares to retreat without permission will not blame me for being unkind! ”

"Yes!"

Looking at the murderous Castro, the second lieutenant had no choice but to respond helplessly, turned around and ran towards the place he came from.

"Boom ......"

At that moment, a twelve-pound solid bullet slammed into the wall of a two-story building, sending countless stones flying in all directions, and half of the wall collapsed in an instant, crushing the second lieutenant who had no time to dodge underneath.

Looking at the pool of jet-black blood gushing out from under the pile of rubble, Castro closed his eyes helplessly, and after a long time, he slowly raised his head, "Herald, hurry up and call Captain Mitchell!" ”

Half an hour later, a bloodied Mitchell staggered into the Governor's Palace.

"Your Excellency the Governor, those Ming people are simply insane, they actually moved artillery into the city and wantonly bombarded any building in front of them, and our soldiers and civilians suffered heavy casualties. If this continues, I am afraid that before it gets dark, our line of defense will be completely lost. ”

"I see."

Instead, Field nodded calmly and asked.

"Captain Mitchell, how many more do we have now?"

Mitchell laughed miserably: "There are only a thousand soldiers who can still hold guns. Even those civilians had many people who voluntarily surrendered to the Ming people, saying that they would rather go to labor than die so inexplicably. ”

Field's expression darkened, and the outcome of the battle was greatly unexpected by the fact that more than three thousand defenders had lost two-thirds of their lives in only two days, and even civilians had surrendered.

Mitchell urged, "Your Excellency the Governor, Colonel Castro asked me to tell you to make a decision quickly. Whether to resist to the death or to break through, you quickly get an idea. ”

"Do you still need me to make ideas?"

Field gave Mitchell a faint look.

"I'm afraid you already have an idea yourself, right?"

"Yes!"

Mitchell nodded without hesitation: "Your Excellency the Governor, I have an idea in my own heart. But in any case, you are the Supreme Commander of His Majesty the King in Luzon, so it doesn't matter what I have in mind, what matters is what you decide. ”

Field took out a bottle of red wine and two glasses from the wine cabinet behind him, poured them respectively, and motioned for Mitchell to have a glass as well.

Mitchell waved his hand, where was he in the mood to drink at this time.

Field raised his glass and took a sip before saying: "I have long said that the road of breakthrough will not work, we have no strength to rush out, and even if we rush out, there is no way to contact our fleet, so breaking through can only be a dead end." ”

"Then what do you mean ......"

"I won't surrender!"

Field shook his head and said, "I am a governor appointed by His Majesty the King himself, and there has never been a precedent for a governor to surrender in Spain, and this example cannot start with me." ”

Hearing this, Mitchell couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, is he really going to die here today?

"But you don't have to worry." Field's voice continued: "Although I will not surrender, but you are different, if you want to surrender then surrender, you go and tell Castro, just say what I said." ”

With that, Field picked up a piece of letterhead from the table and handed it to him, and Mitchell took it with some confusion.

"This is a written warrant I wrote, so that you don't have to bear the infamy of surrendering."

"Your Excellency the Governor!"

Rao is Mitchell is usually not very interested in people from an aristocratic background like Field, but at this moment, his eyes have become a little red.

"Go ahead!"

Field smiled and waved at him as he drained the glass of red wine.

As Mitchell walked out of Field's office, a muffled sound rang behind him......