Nearly 300 solid projectiles came with the sound of cannons, and the naval ships had to stop in the center of the Qiantang River, a mile away from the city wall of Hangzhou, because of the draft problem. Originally, Zhu Hongsan's navy was also equipped with howitzers, but this new type of artillery shell was not up to par with the technology, and the timing of the explosion was not well controlled, so he didn't bring much this time. In this way, the shelling of Hangzhou can only use solid bullets, but fortunately, the purpose of the navy is only to attract attention, and Zhu Hongsan's main direction of attack is not here.

However, even solid bullets are not comfortable, the solid bullets of the navy are larger than those of the army, and it is easy to say that they hit the city, and the gravel that broke out on the city wall was not much worse than the bullets, and it was also a bloody hole on the body. The shells of the eighteen-pounder cannon weighed twelve pounds, and the twenty-two-pound shells weighed sixteen pounds. But it's not so rosy to hit the battlements. Sixteen pounds of solid shells, propelled by the most rationally configured gunpowder, reached 457 meters per second, which has already exceeded the speed of sound. Sixteen pounds of shells hit the battlements, large pieces of rubble scattered in all directions, the Qing army on the city wall was immediately knocked down, and a few unlucky eggs were hit by solid bullets, directly broken in two, for a while did not lose their breath, lying on the city wall and shouting.

Jin Li didn't expect the artillery of the Ming army to be so sharp, he had been a soldier in Ningyuan before, and he had seen the Hongyi cannon of the imperial court, but it was far less powerful than the artillery on the other side.

Jin Li lay on the back of the battlements and looked back at his soldiers, more than a hundred people were injured, and several of them were seriously injured, and I was afraid that they would not be able to live. They didn't care whether they lived or died, but the wails of these wounded soldiers were too demoralizing, and the few recruits around them were visibly trembling with fear.

Jin Li called over to the captain of his own soldiers and asked him to organize people to quickly get the wounded soldiers away. The captain of the pro-soldier had no choice, who dared to stand up at this time, but the words of the adults could not be disobeyed, so he had to find a few people to carry the injured down the city wall.

Just after the shelling of the navy's warships began, Zhao Guodong, who remained in the rear team, knew that his mission had begun. Tonight he was the commander-in-chief of the landing, and His Majesty the Emperor had given him command of the Praetorian Division.

Zhao Guodong stood on the deck and looked at Hangzhou City, two miles away, with a firelight. Zhao Guodong turned his head and said to Han Sanqiang, the deputy commander of the Praetorian Guard Division: "Old Han, you leave three regiments to protect Your Majesty, and I will take the other two regiments away, how about it?" ”

Although Han Sanqiang is the deputy division commander, he and Zhao Guodong are both the first batch of non-commissioned officers, and they usually have a good relationship. Hearing Zhao Guodong say this, he nodded, "Old Zhao, you bring someone up, leave it to me here!" ”

Zhao Guodong was relieved when he heard Han Sanqiang say this, after all, the emperor is the most important, if something happens to His Majesty the Emperor, he will never give up.

"Someone, pass my order, start landing on the shore!"

Zhao Guodong's order was passed down, and after a while, the captain of the transport ship came to Zhao Guodong.

"My lord, there is no pier in this place, it is still too dark, and the situation on the shore is unknown, what if it runs aground?"

Zhao Guodong grabbed the captain and slapped him twice, "Your mother, at this time, I am still worried about your ship, I am beached and stranded, and His Majesty the Emperor will compensate you for all losses, be careful that Lao Tzu will kill you!" ”

These transport ships are all ships of major commercial houses in Guangdong, and this time Zhu Hongsan's transportation strength is not enough, so he recruited them to come over to help. This captain saw that these Qiu Ba were so fierce, and knew that these people killed people without blinking, and the heroes did not suffer immediate losses, so it was better to do what they said, anyway, the emperor also said that there would be compensation for any losses.

Hundreds of transports received orders and began to approach the river at the risk of death. Today is Zhu Hongsan's lucky day, because the Qiantang River is flooded by seawater, there is no silt on the riverside, and the transport ships are easy to get to the shore, and only seven or eight unlucky ones are stranded.

Seeing that he finally landed ashore, Zhao Guodong jumped off the springboard of the boat without saying a word, called several regiment commanders, and asked them to command the troops to unload the equipment.

The army's artillery is all in the hold, and it is really difficult to unload it on this shore, where there is no dock and no loading and unloading tools.

"Division commander, the cannons are in the cargo hold, and they can't be unloaded without a dock!"

Zhao Guodong also looked at it a problem, but the emperor's order was there. Zhao Guodong looked at these transport ships, called his guard company commander, and asked him to find a few gunpowder packs for artillery.

The company commander was confused, and did not know what the commander was going to do, but he had to obey the order, and hurried to get a fixed gunpowder bag with five or six guns. This kind of gunpowder packs are all granular charges, each medicine bag is five catties heavy, and the outside is wrapped with a tight layer of oiled paper in order to prevent moisture.

Zhao Guodong took one, found a dagger and nailed it to the hull, then stabbed open the oiled paper bag with a knife and stuffed a grenade * bullet into it. The captain on the side was confused at first, but now he found out that this uncle was going to blow up the ship, how could this be possible, the ship belonged to the owner, and if it was blown up, would he still be alive?

"General, what are you doing, General? You can't blow up the ship! Is there anything you can't say? ”

Zhao Guodong lazily took care of him, asked the captain to be caught, and then asked his own people in the cabin to come out, and then Zhao Guodong lit the grenade.

After a loud bang, a hole three meters wide was blown out of the side of the transport ship, and the weapons and equipment contained in it leaked. However, because this place is where the keel is located, it was blown out of such a big hole, and the ship is considered to be wasted.

The captain saw that his ship was in trouble, and scolded angrily: "You gang of Qiu Ba, do you know whose family this ship is, our owner is the Ministry of Finance, and the emperor's old department of Huguang, our lord will not let you go!" ”

Zhao Guodong didn't care about this guy's screaming, let his subordinates do the same, and for a while, hundreds of transport ships were blown out of the big hole, but the transportation speed was many times faster.

An hour later, all the equipment was unloaded from the ship, but a dozen guns were too close to the side of the ship and were blown up by the gunpowder pack, but this was not a big deal, and the main equipment of the artillery regiment was there. Zhao Guodong looked at it and saw that everything was ready, and he took one of his divisions and two regiments of the Praetorian Guard Division and quietly disappeared into the night, and at this time, Fengshan Gate, two miles away, was still on fire, and the naval shelling had not stopped.

Zhao Guodong took the Jinyi guard guide and advanced in the dark night, but fortunately, there were no people in the houses outside Hangzhou, everyone knew that there was going to be a war, and the people who lived outside Hangzhou either entered the city to hide or ran to the mountains to hide, and they dared to wait for death at home.

The circumference of Hangzhou City is forty miles, from the Qiantang River to the Wulin Gate is nearly twenty miles, Zhao Guodong walked for an hour to arrive, and when he saw the city gate tower of the Wulin Gate, the sky was already slightly bright.

Wulin Gate is probably the oldest city gate of Hangzhou City, Hangzhou City of the Ming Dynasty was first built in the Sui Dynasty, and the Wulin Gate was called Yuhang Gate at that time. The Song Dynasty crossed to the south, expanded the city of Hangzhou, the original sixteen city gates were changed to thirteen, and the Yuhang Gate was changed to the North Gate, commonly known as the Baiguan Gate, and after the Ming Dynasty, it was changed to call the Wulin Gate. This place is the north gate of Hangzhou City, outside the Wulin Gate, the successive dynasties are paved with loess, the clear water is sprinkled all over, "the grace of the imperial court comes from the north, and enters from this gate", Kangxi and Qianlong, who have a unique affection for the south of the Yangtze River, are all entered into Hangzhou from this, so the martial arts gate in history is enshrined as the gate of grace.

Since the Sui Dynasty, Wulin Gate has always been the hub of the north canal and the canal in the city that communicate the Hangzhou section of the Hangzhou Grand Canal in southern Beijing. It has a history of more than 1,300 years. From the Sui and Tang dynasties to the end of the Qing Dynasty, money, grain, fish, salt and other silk department stores were exported from Hangzhou to the capital, mainly relying on this north-south water transportation channel. Therefore, outside the North Pass, the area from Wulinmen to Hushu has always been a place where "people gather and businessmen gather". Whenever the sun sets, "the sails are unmoored, and the department store is on the market", and at night, "the bonfire (referring to the lantern) candles shines, like the day". At that time, the tourists who returned from the West Lake tired of traveling and pilgrims mostly gathered here, "bustling, mixed with people", forming a lively night market. Because of this, following the "Ten Views of West Lake" inscribed by the Song people, when the Yuan people added the title "Ten Views of Qiantang", the "Beiguan Night Market" was listed as a major landscape. The poet of the Ming Dynasty said: "The evening market in Beicheng is like a forest, and it has been passed down to this day." The green ramie is shaken by the wind, and the fire of the sarongs shines on the green yin. Behind the building, drink umbrellas and swim together, and people on the lake are drunk. The circle is as noisy as day, and the forbidden bell is not moving, and the night will be deep. It is the scenery of the "Beiguan Night Market" that is written.

However, now there is no usual bustle outside the Wulin Gate, the Fengshan Gate has already been full of fires, the people in this place have almost run away, and the remaining older ones are also closed to the door, and at the same time bless the heavenly soldiers from befalling them.

Zhao Liangdong led the team to hide in the house outside the martial arts gate before dawn, he looked at the closed martial arts gate a mile away, and asked the Jinyi guard guide beside him: "Didn't you say that there are your own people inside?" Why haven't the gates been opened? ”

That Jinyi Wei Xiaoqi was also very anxious, "My hundred households have made an appointment with me, as long as we arrive at the Wulin Gate, he is responsible for opening the city gate, and his subordinates don't know what's going on?" ”

Just when Zhao Liangdong was talking with Najin Yiwei Xiaoqi, an important meeting was also going on on the upper floor of Wulin Gate.

The main combat power of the Qing army is concentrated in the south of the city, of course, the other city gates are not unguarded, the Wulin Gate is handed over to the newly surrendered former Ming military general Wu Zhigui, who took a thousand new soldiers to guard the Wulin Gate.

And in Hangzhou City, Lin Mingqiu, who was sitting on the probe, was looking at the sweaty Vice General Wu for a long time.

Lin Mingqiu's public identity in Hangzhou is the shopkeeper who sells Cantonese goods, and he has a lot of silver in his hands. And Wu Zhigui, as the guard of the martial arts gate, holds the power of the city gate in his hands. Lin Mingqiu has orders from his superiors to make friends with these two or five generals, plus Lin Mingqiu is generous, and he can talk to Wu Zhigui very well.