Time Travel to 1859: The Iron-Blooded Soldier King

Liu Ye and He Zhengqing were shooting nervously. Just when they saw another shell fall on the enemy's warship, He Zhengqing laughed out loud. It was so exciting. He had never felt so excited since he joined the army!

At this moment, Liu Ye leaped over and knocked He Zhengqing to the ground, and then the two of them rolled away for a long distance!

Boom boom boom!

Shells continued to explode around them. At least four or five shells landed near them, blowing the artillery position beyond recognition. Even the invincible general was hit, and the gun barrel broke!

Cough cough cough...

He Zhengqing coughed repeatedly and threw Liu Ye, who was lying on top of him, off his body. He shook Liu Ye's shoulder and shouted, "Yezi, brother, brother!"

Liu Ye also fluttered his head and came to his senses. It was a close call. If he hadn't heard the wrong sound of the cannon and hadn't seen the opportunity early and pushed his brother away, he would have been blown to ashes!

Liu Ye smiled bitterly and said, "Brother, this is a battlefield. How dare you be distracted at this time? If it weren't for me..."

He Zhengqing's face flushed, and he replied, "Alright, Big Brother owes you a life. Don't get carried away from now on. Come on, let's continue. Damn it, today we're going to fight those foreign devils to the end!"

However, when the two men turned their heads to look over, they saw that the cannon had been completely destroyed, half of the barrel was still emitting black smoke, and the gun body had also suffered some damage. It was impossible to put it into battle again. Even the Qing soldiers who had just loaded shells for them had been killed!

He Zhengqing was so angry that he cursed. Liu Ye said anxiously: "Brother, this cannon is no longer effective. Let's change weapons!"

The two men chose another cannon. Although it was smaller than the previous one, it was already the most powerful cannon in the North Fort. The two men were busy and nervous. Zhang Yi was still measuring the distance, and He Zhengqing was adjusting the gun body. Soon the cannon was adjusted into place.

With a roar from He Zhengqing, the shells fired out and flew towards the warships on the sea!

On the sea, Heb's cruiser was hit by another bullet. Although it only landed on the deck, it still caused damage to the warship. A raging fire was burning on the warship and thick smoke was billowing. Heb quickly ordered the sailors to put out the fire, and the entire warship was in chaos.

However, the warships no longer dared to get as close as before, and gradually withdrew from this small area and began to attack more fiercely, suffering heavy losses. If they did not capture Dagukou, they would not be able to report to their superiors!

The artillery battle between the two sides was still going on. When Heb was directing the battle, a cannonball flew over again and hit a mast on the ship, blowing it to pieces. Unlucky Heb was too close to the mast, and a piece of wood as thick as an arm and more than two feet long flew over and hit Heb. The sharp end was as sharp as a knife and passed through Heb's chest!

Heb lowered his head with difficulty, his face full of disbelief. He had experienced many storms and waves, and charged into hail of bullets, with almost no injuries. But today, today, his life was taken away by a piece of wood!

Yes, pieces of wood as thick as arms pierced his chest, leaving sharp spikes on his back, and almost all of his internal organs were crushed. There was no hospital on the battlefield, and timely surgery was impossible. How could he survive?

Heb fell heavily on the deck. The soldiers around him were stunned. This unlucky general was actually stabbed to death by a piece of wood!

The staff officers nearby rushed over and picked Heb up urgently, but Heb's injuries were too severe to stop the bleeding. The huge wound made it impossible to stop the bleeding, and it was obvious that he was still not far from death.

Captain Aiden shouted anxiously: "Quick, send a signal immediately and order all warships to retreat and withdraw from the battle. General Heb is seriously injured and cannot command the battle!"

The signalman on the ship quickly boarded the signal tower and waved the signal flag to the surrounding warships, signaling a retreat! As for the soldiers who had already boarded Dagukou, they could no longer care about them. Since they had already rushed up, it was impossible to think about responding later!

Under the command of the generals, the warships began to retreat to the sea outside Dagukou.

On the North Fort, Liu Ye and He Zhengqing admired their masterpiece. It was the shell that hit the cruiser, causing the enemy fleet to fall into disarray and retreat in panic. Needless to say, one of the important members must have been injured or killed, otherwise, it would be impossible for them to retreat so quickly.

Victory is decided!

Without the threat of the fleet, the hundreds of British soldiers who rushed ashore were definitely no match for the soldiers of Dagu Fort!

He Zhengqing shouted, "Brother, retreat, the foreign fleet is retreating!"

Liu Ye also breathed a sigh of relief and replied, "Brother, immediately have someone prepare cables, the more the better, and horses!"

He Zhengqing was stunned and asked, "Brother, what are you doing?"

Liu Ye replied, "Brother, didn't you see that huge ship on the sea? Now that the enemy fleet has retreated, we must salvage it before it sinks to the bottom of the sea! It's a treasure, a priceless treasure! What our Qing Dynasty lacks most right now is warships and foreign guns and cannons! We must get it back!"

He Zhengqing suddenly realized what was going on and quickly ordered people to go down and prepare.

Liu Ye continued, "Brother, look, there are about five or six hundred foreign devils rushing ashore now. They are so numerous that I'm afraid the South Fort can't hold on. We must rush to the South Fort to support it and help Lord Long wipe out these foreign devils in one fell swoop!"

He Zhengqing nodded and said, "Yes, what you said makes sense. Let's set off now!"

He Zhengqing left more than a hundred people to continue guarding the fort, and he and Guo Ye led five hundred elite Qing troops to rush towards the South Fort.

Liu Ye was right. The five or six hundred British and French soldiers were well-equipped and brave. Whether in terms of individual combat capabilities, tactical command, or weapons and equipment, they were far beyond the reach of the Qing army.

Hundreds of British and French allied forces shouted and launched a charge towards the South Fort. Rows of soldiers formed into several columns, taking turns to cover each other and advancing recklessly towards the South Fort. Bullets rained down. After only less than an hour of fighting, the Qing army in the South Fort had suffered more than 400 casualties. The remaining people were still gritting their teeth and fighting. There was no other way. Lieutenant General Dong Cheng was ordered by Long Ruyuan to hold a steel knife. Anyone who dared to retreat half a step would be killed!

If one dies on the battlefield, at least he has sacrificed his life for his country and left a good reputation. If one dies on the way to escape, then his death would be in vain. Or if one dies while deserting the battlefield and is beheaded, he deserves to die. The Qing soldiers gritted their teeth and engaged in a bitter battle with the Allied Forces!