With the general offensive launched by the Jiangning Army, the entire Fort San Petro was plunged into the flames of war, and the Jiangning Army dispatched two battalions with a total of 10,000 troops to attack Fort San Petro.

In order to reduce casualties, under Yang Feng's order, Geng Bingyi and Chu Maoguang fought very cautiously, and the 10,000-strong army did not swarm in as Field expected, but fought for every street and every house, and never rashly attacked the next target without cleaning up a street.

As a result, the development of the battle situation was very slow, and the battle lasted for several hours before the Jiangning army took two streets, and it would take at least three or four days to completely take Fort San Petro at this rate.

However, the advantages of this kind of fighting were not without benefits, and the casualties of the Jiangning army were very small for four or five hours, the number of casualties was less than double digits, and the wounded were only more than 20 people, while the Spanish soldiers they annihilated reached more than 300 people, such a casualty ratio was already a miracle for the attacker.

The battle continued until nightfall, when Yang Feng gave the order to stop the attack, and asked the troops to consolidate the area they had occupied and light bonfires to prevent the Spaniards from sneaking up.

Hearing the gunfire and explosions that had been resounding for a long time finally stopped, both the Spaniards and the Jiangning army breathed a sigh of relief.

The Spaniards were relieved because they could finally breathe a sigh of relief, while the officers of the Jiangning Army were a little unwilling.

Chu Maoguang, who got off the battlefield, found Yang Feng and asked a little unwillingly: "Master Hou, we obviously have the strength to push over, why do we have to fight so carefully?" ”

At this time, Yang Feng was sitting under a back slope not far from the city, in front of him was a bonfire that had been lit, and hundreds of family members were scattered around a radius of hundreds of meters to keep guard.

On the top of the bonfire, a stripped hare that Song Ye had taken the time to catch was shining golden on the bonfire, and drops of grease were falling from the roast rabbit into the fire, making a snorting sound from time to time.

Yang Feng took out a cigarette from his pocket, threw one to Chu Maoguang, and took one out himself and put it in his mouth.

Seeing this, Chu Maoguang hurriedly took the first step and lit a fire with a lighter to Yang Feng's mouth, Yang Feng lit a cigarette and lightly lit it on the back of his hand, and after taking a deep breath, he spit out a smoke ring before asking.

"Maoguang, you said that if we continue to fight like this, how many days will it take for us to take Fort San Petro?"

Chu Maoguang said without thinking: "The last general will guarantee that it will be taken in three to four days at most." ”

Yang Feng asked rhetorically: "We've been here for a few months, is it still a few days away?" ”

"But if you fight so slowly, the last general is in a hurry." Chu Maoguang muttered a little unwillingly.

"You, you still listen to the brave in battle, but you are too anxious."

Yang Feng pointed at him with his finger.

"It's right to be brave and diligent for the general, but sometimes you have to learn to judge the situation. Now that we've won the game, why risk attacking for a few days?

Have you ever calculated that if we order a surprise attack on all fronts, as you think, and advance on multiple fronts at the same time, we will certainly be able to take Fort San Petro in a day or two, but how many casualties will we have to add?

Which soldier is not raised by his father and mother, and who is not the pillar of the family? If more soldiers can return home to reunite with their relatives on the premise of ensuring victory, why don't we do it?

In fact, there is no contradiction between the words "Ci Bu is in charge of the army" and "loving the soldier like a son", if you can understand this truth, there will be a chance to go further in the future, if you do not understand this truth, the position of guerrilla general is estimated to be at the top. ”

Yang Feng's words hit Chu Maoguang's heart like a heavy drum, although Yang Feng has repeatedly emphasized that he must cherish the lives of his soldiers and cannot ignore the lives of his soldiers.

However, in fact, there are still a small number of officers who are resistant to this order, they believe that there will inevitably be casualties in battle, and being too considerate of the lives of non-commissioned officers will make the generals tie their hands and feet during the war, which is not conducive to the performance of the generals.

Chu Maoguang is one of them, although he does not dare to question Yang Feng's order, but in fact, sometimes when he fights, he will also show some temperament in the south, in the former combat effectiveness, although the third battalion under the leadership of Chu Maoguang fought bravely, but the casualties of their battalion were also the highest.

For this situation, Yang Feng naturally saw it in his eyes, and today he also took this opportunity to knock on it, as for whether Chu Maoguang can listen to it, that is his business. Although Yang Feng will not punish him for this matter, it is impossible to be the one who wants to be the sole leader in the future.

Looking at Chu Maoguang, who fell into silence, Yang Feng didn't speak, just took a few deep puffs of cigarette and looked at Fort San Petro, which was still burning, and was silent.

"Your Excellency the Governor, judging by today's battle. The Ming team's offensive was not ferocious, but their pace was unusually firm, and they always fought with us street by street or even building, until the resistance in the area was completely cleared before advancing to the next area. ”

In the study of the Doge's Palace in the center of the castle, a few candles as thick as children's arms illuminated the study, and more than a dozen officers were watching Castro report to Field on today's battle with intent.

"What's more, they take all the civilians with them wherever they go. According to statistics, today alone we have captured thousands of civilians by them. ”

Speaking of this, Castro's voice became indignant, and many of the officers lowered their heads, and the battle was like this, and they all felt shameless.

Field's hand tapped lightly on the desk, and he asked for a while, "According to the offensive speed of the Ming ** team, how many days can we resist?" ”

Castro replied without hesitation: "If we play at this rate, we can hold out for three or four days at most." ”

"Three or four days, so we only have a few days left in our lives?"

Field's expression became emotional, and he smiled bitterly: "I really didn't expect that I would become the last Spanish governor in Luzon, I guess I will be a shame for our family, right?" ”

Castro comforted: "Your Excellency, you don't have to be so pessimistic, even if things really reach the point of no return, we can escort you out of Fort San Petro, and then contact the fleet that is loitering outside, and return to Spain on a battleship." ”

Field shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Dear Castro, you don't understand, we can't go back." If you were the Marquis of Ming on the other side, with an absolute superiority in troops, would you let your opponent break through the encirclement and escape?

The reason why the marquis of the Ming Kingdom came out with such a formation is to tell us that we must either destroy or surrender, and there is no third way to go! ”

The officers in the office glanced at each other, and they all understood the tangle in Field's heart at this moment, to survive or to perish, this is a question.