Hearing the loud bell sound from the opposite side, Zhang Qi stamped his foot in disappointment: "Damn it, that bastard discovered it, light the light and send a signal, ready to grab the boat! Also, kill that guy for me!"

With a gunshot, the lights of the Pharaoh were lit up, and the smuggling ships disguised as captured also took off their disguises. More than a dozen pieces of wood pulp were launched into the water, and quickly rowed towards the Priest and Thebes as agreed in advance.

Hearing the alarm of the "one-eyed" Charlie, the British sailors who were staying on the "Prince" rushed out of the lounge under the deck, but they were greeted by a violent rain of bullets. Two eleven Green cannons located at the forecastle and the tail of the Pharaoh respectively ejected two fire dragons, tearing everything on the "Prince" deck into pieces. The power of this rapid firearm was extremely terrifying within less than a hundred yards. In just half a minute, the remaining sailors on the "Prince" ship turned into a bunch of corpses mixed in wood pieces.

Suddenly, the gunshot also alarmed the "Thebes" not far away. The sentry above immediately fired at the ships approaching below. However, after two shots, a ball of flame ejected from the stern deck of the "Pharaoh" and an eight-pound gun grenade with a fuse reduced to zero exploded on the deck of the "Thebes". The air waves and splashes of shrapnel all torn apart. The raided Shunjun ships took the plane to lean on the "Thebes", and black shadows quickly climbed onto the ship's side.

When he saw that the raided soldiers had climbed onto the ships of the "Thebes" and "Prince", Zhang Qi ordered the gunners to open fire at a turret on the hill on the shore to cover the more than a hundred Shun soldiers who had just landed to attack there. According to the information obtained from the sailors and spies on the "Pharaoh", there were four six-inch cannons on the fort, and the entire river bay was under its firepower control. As long as the fort was occupied, the entire dock area would be in the hands of the Shun Army.

"Which bastard shot!" Duncan suddenly lifted the blanket and jumped off the bed. Under the moonlight, he saw a graceful figure lying on the bed. It was vaguely the Burmese girl given to Duncan by Burmese King Mengji that day. As a person who was deeply trusted by Mengji and Jilins, Duncan was ordered to command half of the British barracks to protect this dock. He also had a task here, which was to assist the Burmese King in training the new army. Whether it was the material collected from all directions or the British weapons transported from Yangon, they were transported here first and then transferred to Bagan. Of course, this is an ideal recruit training camp address.

"Report! The enemy came from the river! Now attacking the fort!" An officer who described as a mess rushed in from the door. Duncan snorted coldly, grabbed the belt and clothes placed on the bamboo chair, and walked outside while wearing it. From where he lived, he could clearly see a fire rising from the fortress by the river. It was at least the scene of the eight-pound cannon grenade hitting.

"On the river? Where is the squadron? What are those most arrogant guys doing now?" Duncan shouted.

"Major, it was the 'Pharaoh' that bombarded the turret. According to the soldiers who fled back, the 'Pharaoh' returned to the trestle with more than a dozen smuggling ships and suddenly launched an attack on the turrets of the turrets and the 'Pharaoh' who were anchored in the berth. Then the 'Pharaoh' began to fire at the turrets, and many soldiers in black began to attack the turrets!"

"Michelle, this incompetent idiot!" Duncan, who immediately understood all this, cursed angrily: "He is not even worthy of the junior sailor who wipes the deck!"

"Major, is it Major Michelle who—"

"Nonsense, of course, this idiot fell into the trap of others. It should be the treacherous Shun Guo. It must be the Shun Guo people who hid the soldiers in the boat, then pretended to be smuggling boats, and deliberately let the idiot Michelle meet. Then the greedy guy naturally would not miss the opportunity to get rich, and swallowed the bait with a hook in one bite, and it turned out to be lifted out of the water like a fat trout!" Speaking of this, Duncan pointed at the fort angrily at the bombardment and cursed: "Those cunning things are being stolen!" Speaking of this, Duncan pointed at the bombardment angrily, scolding: "Those cunning things"

The foolish Shun people drove our ships into the river bay, seized the two ships, and then attacked the turrets. As long as the turrets were in their hands, the 4,000 tons of rice, 3,000 Lee Enfield rifles and ammunition were all theirs. Perhaps the recruits who had been training for a month were all a big trap from the beginning, and our smooth and shiny Major Michel actually jumped in like a sixteen-year-old farm girl with his eyes closed!"

The British official was so scared that he couldn't speak. Duncan was like most Scots. He was not a talkative person at ordinary times, but when he was angry, he would be terrible like a devil. Anger caused blood vessels on his face to be congested. Under the fire, it was like his red hair in a color. Duncan walked back and forth a few steps on the ground, suddenly felt a pain on his feet. When he looked down, he realized that he was still barefoot.

"Eh Ye! Take out my shoes!" Duncan shouted loudly into the house. Soon the Burmese girl named Eh Ye took out his thick-soled military shoes. Duncan pointed at the house while putting on his shoes and said to the girl: "You stay here tonight and don't go anywhere. By dawn, I will send someone to pick you up. Do you know?"

Eunye nodded, a smile appeared on Duncan's rude face, he stretched out his hand and touched the girl's head, then stood up and said to the officer: "Go, go to the barracks!"

Since the gunmen of the Shun Army had never been a navy, Zhang Qi asked his men to throw the "Pharaoh" anchor beside the trestle, so that the shooting would be more accurate, and transported a 75mm mountain cannon to the trestle to shoot at the trestle. The Shun Army had controlled the "Thebes" and "Prince", and they drove all the captured British sailors and wounded to the bottom cabin, and at the same time began to prepare to shoot at the trestle. This time, on the boat and the "Pharaoh" together, they all took the captive British sailors and wounded men to the bottom cabin, and at the same time began to prepare to shoot at the trestle.

With more than 300 soldiers, under the cover of artillery fire, the soldiers of the Shun Army had already rushed across the trestle and rushed towards the turret on the hill. Zhang Qi stood on the deck of the Pharaoh and was shouting loudly at the gunners. Suddenly, with a sharp roar, a shell struck the top of the head of the Pharaoh and smashed hard on the trestle. The air waves mixed with shrapnel and fragments of the pier swept across the deck of the Pharaoh, and more than a dozen soldiers immediately fell in a pool of blood.

Zhang Qi supported the deck with his hand and tried to stand up from the deck, but his hand slipped on the deck and fell on the deck again. Only then did he realize that the blood on his hands was covered with blood, not knowing whether it was someone else's or his own. His eyes gradually blurred, and a light red mist rose, his body trembled slightly, and his ribs hurt, just like someone hitting it with a red soldering iron. Zhang Qi closed his eyes for a while before he felt better. At this time, he heard someone talking loudly in his ear, but he couldn't understand what he said, and the person talking seemed to be far away from him. Zhang Qi opened his eyes and saw a palm flag that came with him this time looking at him, his eyes full of worry.

"Whistle, how are you doing? Come and have a sip!" The officer carefully lifted Zhang Qi's upper body up from the deck, and then put the mouth of the water bag to Zhang Qi's mouth. Zhang Qi opened his mouth weakly, and a stream of liquid flowed into his mouth. The stimulating smell made his esophagus immediately hot, which was soju.

After a few sips of soy sauce, Zhang Qi also had some strength on his body. He carefully checked his body and found that there were no major injuries except for two small wounds on his shoulders. The bulwark of the "Pharaoh" blocked most of the shrapnel for him, but the pier was in a mess. The gunners who used 75mm mountain cannons to shoot the cannons had turned into several charred corpses, and the cannon stands of the mountain cannons also turned into a pile of twisted iron sheets. If they had not been repaired, they would definitely not be able to use it.

"You bring another thirty people and bring the Green cannon with you. You must take the cannon off, otherwise we will all stay here tonight!" Zhang Qi shook his head and shouted to the palm flag. Perhaps because his eardrum was hit just now, his voice was particularly loud.

"Yes, sir!" the palm flag raised his chest and shouted loudly.

The battle reached the most intense moment on the fort. Due to the violent artillery attack on the Pharaoh, the guards on the fort were greatly damaged. Duncan deployed a total of the local soldiers of an infantry company, which did not include the cannon company on the fort - which was half of the mobile power he could trust. These local soldiers were trained by the British and had very good combat power under the command of British officials. They immediately used the six-inch cannon on the fort to fight against the Pharaoh. Under the cover of artillery fire and night, when the Shun army soldiers rushed to only about two hundred yards from the fort, the British Lieutenant Smith, who was guarding the fort, discovered these mysterious enemies. He immediately ordered the local soldiers to shoot behind the chest wall.

"fire!" Lieutenant Smith slashed his command knife violently, and the Indian territorial soldiers behind the chest pulled the trigger. The muzzle of their Lee Enfield rifle ejaculated, and the formation of the black shadows on the opposite side became much thinner, but it was soon filled with people behind. Then, the enemy soldiers also began to fight back with guns. Many territorial soldiers were shot and fell down, and the firepower of the turret suddenly became weak.

"Turn the cannon on the turret and use zero-delay fuses!" Ensign Smith shouted loudly, not caring about the "Pharaoh" on the dock, which was firing at him. If these mysterious enemies were allowed to rush into the turret, everything would be done. The artillerymen on the turret hurriedly turned a six-inch cannon in the direction of the enemy, cut the delay fuses of the shells to the shortest and stuffed them into the barrel. As the gunner pulled the fuse, he saw a ball of fire appearing above the enemy, and fell down a row of attacks.

"Great! Just by this, you should get a medal!" Smith waved his arm excitedly. He clearly saw that the shell had knocked down at least twenty enemies. The morale and damage to the enemy were amazing. He was about to order the trumpeter to blow the trumpet and let the local soldiers under his command jump out of the chest wall and use bayonets to drive the enemy out of the battlefield. Suddenly, a dense sound of drums came from his ears. Almost at the same time, many bullet holes as thick as thumbs appeared on the earth wall, and the guards on the turret fell down.
Chapter completed!