It is said that it is hard to buy a thousand gold coins to know it.

Earl Charles's mansion was transformed into a Puli County Government, and the wine cellar became the top priority for the protection of the defenders. Before the soldiers who dug this tunnel were completely dug through, they pushed down a brick and were hit by a three-eyed gun that reached into it.

Immediately afterwards, the knight who came forward to investigate was also penetrated by lead balls to protect his throat. The frightened soldier tried to fight back with a flintlock pistol, but the wall had not been penetrated and could not be approached. The karma was piled up with several rounds of shooting.

The other two tunnels leading to the slum were lucky. One of them was dug through the house. After climbing out by a ladder, two soldiers controlled the citizens in the house under the leadership of Knight Miller. They asked and learned that the street outside had been blocked by the Ming army.

At this time, the best plan is to ask for information about the original way out of the city, but the general attack is imminent, and they have no choice.

After the follow-up soldiers climbed out one after another, the musketeers shot at the Makino baojia on duty on the street with muskets on the second floor of the house. The infantry immediately went out to the street to start a street fight with the baojia soldiers who were missing armor.

For a time, although Miller and others had the advantage of military strength and had musketeers suppressed shooting at the commanding heights, the Miao people's crossbow was still as powerful as a crossbow, and spears were thrown out. Although it was difficult to cause casualties to their elite force, the poison on the arrowhead made most of the winners no longer able to fight, and panic made them miss the best opportunity to break through.

The worst thing is that the soldiers who should have been pouring out of the tunnel were gone. In the end, only more than 40 people emerged from the road. However, the baojia soldiers who were guarding near the streets gathered more and more. The big crossbowmen also suppressed the slow-shooting musketeers, making them afraid to emerge.

He asked someone to go back to the tunnel to urge reinforcements, but he could only hear the sound of killing sounds mixed with muskets and screams from the tunnel.

The Ming army sailors heard the gunshots outside, broke the earth wall from the next door of the tunnel, dragged the subsequent reinforcements, and fought in the tunnel with three-eyed guns, short axes and short swords.

They cannot leave the street, retreat back to the tunnel, and leave a few corpses on the street and have half a team of soldiers injured. Their injuries are generally not serious. Except for those large crossbows that look like crossbows that require multiple people to pull together, small crossbows, javelins, and darts will only get stuck on the breastplate, and are blocked by armed clothes, which will hurt your flesh but have no worries about your life.

But just this little injury made them all become soft-legged shrimps now.

Even Miller, when Baojia heard the sound of muskets coming to help, he was shot in the back of the thigh by a short crossbow from behind. There was no protection from the plate armor at that position, only his mail pants, the lock ring prevented the crossbow arrow from shooting deeper, but it did pierce on his legs, taking away his inexhaustible strength and gradually destroying his fighting spirit.

The brief battle made Sir Miller doubt whether they could win. He now only hopes to lead a team of Sir Nice, who is responsible for causing chaos from the tunnel, to open up the situation as soon as possible.

Even if he couldn't come to save him, he hoped that Nice could open up the situation. In this way, the Ming soldiers gathered outside the door downstairs would temporarily give up on themselves because of the movements over him? Or if he could hold on, Earl Charles led his troops into the city or the fleet on the sea to attack the city. No matter which one came first, it would be possible for him to live.

Otherwise, it is very likely that in a while, the well-trained Ming army infantry outside the city who were lacking in offensive power would rush in and kill themselves.

Miller stood up with the Morning Star Hammer and dragged his wounded leg, looking around the narrow room on the second floor, with the window frames and the ceiling. There were short crossbow arrows everywhere. There were three blood-stained flintlock muskets on the table beside the window. There were corpses with arrows on their faces and lying on the ground with their faces raised. There was also an unlucky ghost's helmet penetrated by a large crossbow arrow as thick as two fingers, and his whole person was nailed to the wall.

There was also a coughing sound in the room. A musketeer sat against the wall on the bed. He strangled his throat with both hands, and the scarf wrapped around his neck was already red. The culprit who caused this fatal injury was quietly lying beside the bed - a small crossbow arrow stained with blood and the thickness of his fingers.

It seems that he won't live long.

The only unscathed musketeer who didn't seem to have a conversation, he looked at Miller with a godless look, and looked up and asked, "Just, we're all going to die, right?"

Miller shook his head and could see that the musketeer was on the verge of collapse after his comrades were killed. He shook his head firmly and said, "As long as Sir Nice climbs out of the ground, he can turn the situation around and hold on to the musketeer."

"Where is Sir Nice?"

Yes, where is Sir Nice?

Miller wanted to ask this question, his people were almost dead, where is Sir Nice who should have come out long ago?

In fact, not only do they want to ask, but Sir Nice also wants to know where he is.

He led the loyal and brave soldiers to walk along the tunnel and dig upwards at the end of the tunnel. They were very sure that they were just below the slum, with few double-storey wooden and stone houses and more thatched sheds.

When the plague occurred, they evacuated from the city, the thatched hut was a very serious epidemic area. There were probably no one now, and their breakthrough should be extremely easy.

The problem lies here. They have thought that the ground of the thatched hut is like a garbage dump, and there may be dirt on the ground, which may make them disgusted.

In the end, anyone can survive the war.

But after they started to dig upwards, they immediately felt a strange shape. The soil on it was very soft, just like the ground that was dug up and buried.

Then they dug thick wet mud and wooden boards. When the wooden boards were dug through, the soil above the tunnel collapsed, and several soldiers who had been digging hard were buried inside. The exposed small gap first reached in a few three-eyed guns, and two rounds were released to kill the soldiers in front, and then several wooden pipes were extended in.

A large amount of thick smoke was sprayed into the tunnel one by one, and you could still hear the Ming people shouting loudly above.

The smoke filled the tunnel, which scared Sir Nice quickly led his troops to retreat. The people in front ran back, and the people behind walked forward for no reason. They were stuck in the tunnel and could not tell where they were, and they ran away just to escape.

When Sir Nice came to his senses, he and several soldiers who escaped by chance suddenly realized that they had appeared on the river where the tunnels dug out of the wasteland in the eastern suburbs outside the city, which was much closer to their besieged camp than in the city.

Ying Ming in the city could see clearly that there were no thatched houses in the city long ago. After the plague, all the houses were redistributed. Those thatched houses that could not shelter from wind and rain and were too dirty around were flattened. Most of the building materials were made into cities and the soldiers stationed there were burning fires.

They heard the excavation channel in the direction, covered with wet mud and wooden boards to prevent the enemy from setting fire in the tunnel. At the same time, they used cowhide and wooden frames to make a human blower, and from the moment the tunnel collapsed, they blew thick smoke into the tunnel.

Now Ying Ming could see that thick smoke rose from the ground on the river bank east of the city, and several unlucky ghosts rushed out of the smoke in a mess, distinguished the direction and ran towards the north.

"Let the cavalry get on the horse, and it won't take long for the enemy to know the news of the failure of the tunnel siege, and we can attack them."
Chapter completed!