"Bah, hoo, hoo", the sound of gunfire echoed over Fort Arthur.

With the advantage of rifled gun range, a few furlong machines and hair crackers on the walls of Fort Arthur could not take advantage of it even if they were condescending. In accordance with the tactics taught by Xia Nan and Lin Weiye, the soldiers of the Marine Corps gave up the tight formation of lining up to shoot, relying on natural bunkers such as reefs and sand dunes, forming groups of three or five, shooting freely on the march, and inadvertently realized the earliest skirmish line tactics in this time and space - in the original history, the real skirmish line tactics would not appear until the Franco-Prussian War in the 19th century.

Even if there were no sighting equipment, there was no guarantee of hits, the dense bullets were still so dense that the gunners at Fort Arthur could not raise their heads, and after a few old guns fired a few shots, there was no movement, and the marines approached the city wall with ease, except for a few people who were cut by sharp rocks in the sea water when they came ashore, and not a single person was killed or injured in the battle.

Seeing this scene, Degree became angry, cut off the head of a Han gunner, and shouted: "A bunch of waste! Warriors with yellow banners, follow me to the walls and drive the enemy out of the sea with your bows! ”

Hundreds of soldiers with yellow banners climbed the city wall with bows in their hands and stood among the battlements in turn. They are still very confident in the strong bows and arrows in their hands. They trusted bows and arrows more than the Hair and Fur Machine, which had limited range and power, and relied on this weapon, which they had been using since they were sensible, they had shot countless Ming soldiers and Han people, and under the cover of the battlements, these bird-fired soldiers would not have escaped the fate of dying under the sharp arrows.

An alternative collision between nomads and agrarian civilizations began, with both sides using their most trusted weapons, the former becoming the defender and the latter besieging the city, and the two sides swapped their own fighting methods.

The armoured soldiers drew their bows and arrows and threw light arrows from between the battlements, and with the bonus of the height of the wall, they easily doubled the range, and the arrows rained down, and the marines began to suffer sporadic casualties.

However, unlike the predictions of the armor soldiers, the sparse skirmish line reduced the lethality of the arrow rain to a minimum, and the tricks that had been tried and tested in the face of the dense Ming army formation in the past were suddenly not very bright, even if they did not stop, shooting more than ten arrows in one breath, but they still couldn't suppress the opponent. The opponent still relied on the undulating terrain to move forward flexibly, and the bullets with tricky ballistics pierced through the gaps between the battlements like eyes, and from time to time hit the armored soldiers who were shooting arrows, and the unlucky guy who was shot fell to the sky, and even if he did not die on the spot, he would immediately lose his ability to fight. This kind of bullet is very penetrating, and after passing through the shoulders and arms of the armor soldier, it can fly a certain distance, and then hit the wall tiles behind it to form a ricochet, causing secondary damage.

After the exchange of bows and muskets continued for some time, the distinction between the two sides became more and more apparent. In the face of the opponent who does not play cards according to common sense and is as flexible as a monkey, the soldiers are gradually overwhelmed, the hit rate plummets, the arms also begin to sore, and the arrow rain gradually thins. The Marines didn't have to use their arm strength to shoot at all, the gunfire became more and more intense, and as the distance closed, the accuracy became higher and higher, and as long as the armor soldiers showed their heads, they would be attacked by several guns at the same time.

By the time most of the soldiers of the Marine Corps had moved to a distance of more than 100 meters, they had completely suppressed the defenders on the city wall, and the originally arrogant armor soldiers were beaten to the point that they could not raise their heads, let alone shoot arrows.

Degree hid behind the battlements, the bricks in front of him crackled with bullets, and from time to time rubble jumped on his face, and there were corpses lying all over the ground, and he was anxious, but there was nothing he could do. The armor soldiers around him, like him, did not dare to show their faces at all after hiding behind the battlements, and could only wait helplessly for the verdict of fate. Such an asymmetrical battle, if it weren't for the harsh military discipline of the Qing army, would have dispersed in a hurry.

Seeing that his side had completely suppressed the defenders, Bor waved his hand and ordered: "Put on the explosives bag and blow up the city gates!" "The Marines are lightly armed, they don't have any heavy weapons, and the only way to take the fortress is to blow up the city gates. This method is generally effective against large cities with high walls and strong walls, and protected by moats, but against a relatively simple fort like Fort Arthur, it is a big killer.

Several soldiers ran to the city gate under the cover of fire with thick explosives packs, and after placing the explosives packs, they lit a long fuse, and then quickly retreated to a safe distance.

A moment later, there was a loud "boom", and a violent explosion occurred at the city gate, and the air wave threw the rubble dozens of meters away, and the city gate was split into several pieces in the explosion and collapsed with a bang. After the smoke and dust cleared, an empty doorway was revealed - after all, the Qing soldiers were not Han people who were good at defending the city, and there were neither obstacles such as sandbags placed behind the city gates, nor defenders.

Degree was standing at the tower, right above the city gate, when the sudden explosion shook him and caused him to bleed and fall to the ground, his life and death unknown. The rest of the armor soldiers had never experienced such a scene, and they immediately panicked, scurrying like headless flies, and the defense line on the city wall completely collapsed.

Nearly 1,000 Marines rushed into the city, changed into short guns and began street fighting. The battle began in the city.

The remaining armor soldiers descended the city wall one after another and spontaneously entered the battle. The city defense was easily breached, the life and death of the commander were unknown, and the enemy was outnumbered after suffering casualties, which was extremely unfavorable to the defenders in any way, and it was a breath of anger in their hearts to support them to hold on - this was a psychological advantage formed by the repeated victories of the Ming army over the years, and many people firmly believed that in the hand-to-hand street battles that were not conducive to the birds, bows and arrows, swords, short axes and maces could turn them around.

But they soon found out that they were wrong, and their opponents were replaced with shorter guns that were more flexible than the long-barreled birds, which were not much inferior to bows and arrows in terms of loading and shooting, and in local battles, in the face of the opponent's more dense firepower and numerical superiority, the armoured soldiers were often defeated in a single shot.

The last straw that broke the camel's back was a grenade.

This kind of clumsy iron bump doesn't look very good, but it's very useful in street fighting. In the stalemate between the two sides shooting at each other from the corner of the wall, and you and me came and went, the soldiers threw a dozen grenades into the opposite alley, and after a muffled sound and screams of "boom, boom, boom", the whole world was cleared.