"Bah!" Zhili Governor Tan Tingxiang tore the paper in his hand and threw it on it. He was so angry that he was still not satisfied. He spitted on it and stomped on it with his boots.

At 8 a.m. on January 17, 1857, two officers of the coalition forces submitted an ultimatum to Tan Tingxiang in a small boat: before 10 a.m., they handed over Dagu mouth to the coalition forces.

"This time it's not that our heavenly dynasty is unkind, but you are seeking death by yourself! Don't think that you have a few broken ships to threaten the court. If you dare to go ashore, my soldiers will cut you zombies that can only jump and walk into pieces!" Tan Tingxiang gritted his teeth, and he turned around and shouted at his guards, "Give me my armor!"

Staring at the biting winter wind in Tianjin, the groom Chen Tianhao carried a golden arch, a quiver hanging on his belt, and a small cloth bag in his hand. He trotted all the way past his brothers who were ready to wiggle and the roaring battle flag. He ran to the North Fortress of Dagukou. Dozens of cannons were standing on the left and right, with brothers watching the sea, but the person he was looking for recognized from the crowd at a glance, a general with full armor.

His master commander, the guerrilla Shachunyuan, the right camp in Tianjin.

"Master, I've brought you the Golden Fetal Bow," Chen Tianhao took a few steps and knelt down on one leg. He gave the bow and arrow to the master, then carried the bag of cloth, and smiled and said, "I'll bring you this blessing and longevity cream to you. If the master is tired of killing the enemy, take two puffs to relieve fatigue!"

"Haha!" Sha Chunyuan's laughter echoed on the fort, and he said, "No need, Lao Chen, two cannons will drive the foreign devils home today."

This cheerful and confident laughter infected the Qing soldiers on the fort. They were all full of excitement, but now they even used the correct Tianjin and Beijing dialects to tease the foreigners outside.

Chen Tianhao stood up and looked at his master with a smoke gun. He was full of admiration and admiration. Now Sha Chunyuan was wearing the armor of the Qing generals who had his ancestors rushed into the Central Plains from outside the pass. The red tassels on the high helmets were fluttering in the sea breeze, the golden threads and bronze mirrors on the armor of the Qing Dynasty reflected light in the sun, and Sha Chunyuan hung the golden bow on the back. This weapon that his ancestors were rewarded by a certain Beile has been hung on the wall. Today, the master took it out of the camp in order to let the ancestors under the Jiuquan enjoy the honor, Chen Tianhao took it out of the camp and walked around on the fort to see it, just like a god descending to earth;

Looking at the majestic armor, Chen Tianhao's eyes were sore. He almost burst into tears: This foreigner was so angry that the world of the Qing Dynasty was not peaceful now. They still had to come to find trouble. The adults sent a stationed in Tianjin to the leader to manage the fort for several months, but they lost a lot of weight and disappeared even their big belly. If the old lady saw her son like this, she would not know how much distress she would feel.

Sha Chunyuan didn't notice the servant's touch. He was very excited at this moment. He was given the order to strengthen and command the Northern Fort. Now the strongest fort in the Qing Dynasty in northern Qing Dynasty has been repaired by him. How dare the bastard on the sea come to seek death?

They were indeed looking for death. Just two hours ago, a small boat with a white flag to deliver an ultimatum passed the gun of the fort and came ashore. The foreign devils really wanted to fight, but they had an ultimatum? This is really a joke.

How many smoke-breaking boats are going to hit the turret? Go and eat shit!

While feeling funny in his heart, Sha Chunyuan also made up his mind to win this battle that concerns the dignity of the emperor, and this battle was only about military merits and promotion.

"Men have received the salary. They eat delicious food every day. Are they so idle and uncomfortable?" Sha Chunyuan smiled and shouted to the soldiers on the fort: "Today, foreign devils are here to die. Men have made great moves and set them off for me. We are the master, a country of etiquette. Be kind and just be beaten to death. Don't be arrogant and bang into the fragments, and leave a whole body for others!"

Sha Chunyuan's words made nearly 1,000 soldiers on the fort laugh.

A soldier shouted: "Master Sha, our brothers have all received enough military pay and are waiting to fight against foreigners! Please take a look!"

"This time, there are only 20 foreigners. There are not many people who can cross the river sand (a shallow under the water at Dagukou) and drive in without stranding. There will be no more men! Men may work hard to fight, so don't be robbed by the opponent's Nan Fort!" Sha Chunyuan pointed at the Nan Fortress, which was across the river from them and smiled.

"Don't worry, Master Sha, I'm waiting for the bounty to marry my wife!" A soldier with big eyes wrapped his braids around his neck and shouted with murderous aura.

The soldier laughed again.

Sha Chunyuan was very satisfied with the high morale of his subordinates, which was normal, because this was a major military situation. All the soldiers on the forts owed military pay were paid. What's the matter with the cannons fighting against the Japanese? The cannons here are the best and most terrifying cannons in the Qing Dynasty. It would be strange if the morale was not high.

He stomped his steps and walked to the Tianzi gun position closest to the river bank of the fort. He immediately surrounded the dozens of Qing soldiers in front of two 10,000-pound cannons and lined up with a smile, allowing the god-like commander's vision to follow the cannon and launch it to the fleet of foreign ships in the distance without any obstacles.

"You said, foreigners are really a joke. Long live our lords are polite to them. People ignore them?! I'm looking for death!" Another soldier with a pale face was a gunner. He pinched the fuse and smiled at Sha Chunyuan.

Sha Chunyuan smiled and patted his shoulder, saying, "This is something that God can't stop people from getting rich. They are stupid enough to give you money."

A haggard black-faced veteran beside him bent his waist and smiled: "Master Sha, I have been waiting for this day for a long time, and I am afraid that the foreigners will not come."

"Oh? Your body? Don't blow the wind away you." Sha Chunyuan was in a good mood and joked with the veteran.

"Once Sha, Lao Wang is happy and has just had a grandson." Someone explained.

"Okay! Congratulations! I remember telling your grandson that you have fought a war! After the battle, come to my tent and I will give your grandson a good name! Jinjie or Guowei or something." Sha Chunyuan laughed and turned around and left.

As the adults said, Lao Wang, who was in his 50s, seemed to be lighter in his body. He was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth, but he was afraid that others would be jealous. He held the cold cannon body and looked at the foreign fleet and shouted and cursed: "Hey, do you think these bitches are raising long-lasting people? Challenge our emperor and seek death."

"Why do they have to fight?" someone asked in confusion. He said in a tone of unbearable killing.

"I don't know! No matter how stupid they are like monkeys, they can't even speak Chinese!" A well-informed soldier probably had seen foreigners and said disdainfully.

"Anyway, I'm just looking for death when I'm going to fight against Master Long Sui!" Old Man Wang shouted.

"Bless the suffering and the suffering, Guanyin Bodhisattva, everyone is safe and sound." Chen Mingda opposite was pushing the cannon cart to adjust the muzzle. The middle-aged man who believed in Buddhism was muttering with his hands folded and muttering. However, he was interrupted by the excited old Wang. He raised his head and said, "Old man Wang, Lao Chen, Xiao Li, you, and you. They all recite the Buddha's name together, and everyone recites the blessings together with incredible blessings."

"Tsk. Don't chant the Buddha's name this time, Chen Mingda, don't release animals to foreigners." Xiao Li was young and energetic.

But he was immediately criticized by dozens of people around him: "Children, don't talk nonsense in front of gods and Buddhas!" "Slandering the Buddha is a serious sin, so I will offer Guanyin to my family." "Recite it! Anyway, chanting the Buddha's name is nothing bad!"

The aiming hand was a thin young man. He ran to the cannon wall made of stone strips, stretched out his body and looked down. The cannon was like a small castle, built on a slope, much higher than the river beach below, and his chest wall was more than three feet thick. How could such fortification be broken? He retracted and smiled at everyone, "I want me Bai Danzi to say, this time, you don't need to ask the Bodhisattva to bless you, please ask her to bless us to make a fortune."

Just as dozens of people in the Tianzi Cannon Pottery were chanting Buddha's name, someone shouted: "The foreigner is here!"

Old Man Wang raised his head from his palm, and saw black smoke rising from the foreign fleet. He began to approach Dagukou like a silly pig.

The fort was in a mess, and everyone was in their place. Guerrilla Sha Chunyuan, who was holding a golden bow and pressing his waist knife, looked at the hour hand of his Western pocket watch pointed at the 10 position. Because the armor was tied, he carefully put the pocket watch from his neck into his underwear, walked between the cannon positions, and shouted: "Listen! Governor Tan has an order: If the foreigners do not fire the fire today, no one can fire the fire first without the order of the adults! But if the foreigners attack, we will fight!"

The aiming hand of the Tianzi gun position looked at the foreign fleet as they approached the trumpet of Dagukou. The six smaller steamers were emitting black smoke and shouting like cows, overtaking from the fleet group. At the trumpet, three were leaning towards the south turret, and the remaining three were heading towards their north turret.

Bai Danzi was nervous, and there was a rustling sound coming from beside him. He turned his head and saw that it was the guerrilla Sha Chunyuan who came over. He stood on the outermost Tianzi cannon position and said nervously: "Look at it, don't drive it first..."

Before he could finish his speech, a loud bang burst around the six gunboats entering Dagukou. White smoke like clouds spread across the river, and shells shot directly at the Qing turrets.

When the huge explosion sounded from the river beach in front of the fort, Sha Chunyuan was stunned for a few seconds, staring at the foreign gunboats, and seemed to be unable to turn his eyes, but immediately he pressed his helmet and hat, turned his head and shouted: "Fire the cannon! Fire the cannon! Kill the foreign devils!"

"Han, your mother!" As soon as the gunner stopped, Xiao Li roared and lit the cannon. With a "boom", white smoke rose everywhere in the muzzle, and even the 10,000 kilograms of cannons were beaten violently. The sky-sized cannon position sent a righteous counterattack towards the British and French gunboats.

Suddenly, the sound of gunfire at Dagukou, which was just immersed in tranquility, was filled with smoke.

"Brush the cannon chamber! Fill the bullet!" Before the white smoke had dissipated, the cannon officer rushed into the choking smoke, pressing his chest against the cannon wall and watching the river to test his own achievements. Beside him, Bai Danzi, aiming at his hand, turned around, waved his hand violently, and shouted: "Let the cannon here! Let's lean on this!"

The foreign gunboats rushed in more distances.

Old Man Wang pressed his thin shoulders against the heavy sports car. Chen Mingda on the other side dragged and pulled the cannon body a little, and the gunner behind the cannon could no longer wait: "Bai Danzi, is that okay!"

As he was talking, a muffled sound came from the side, followed by a scream. The font-sized cannon position next to him was hit by a solid bullet from a foreigner. The huge cannon was actually hit by the shells, and the brother whose feet were crushed by the overturned cannon cart below made a scream like a human.

"It's paralyzed, the foreign devil's cannons are so far away!" Old Man Wang turned around next to the cannon cart, looking around in an idle manner. The entire northern fort was covered by smoke and loud noises. His ears were buzzing with the sound of his cannon firing, as if he couldn't hear the movement clearly. He only saw stone chips flying on the fort. At this time, a brother from the fort suddenly fell on the air. Something roared in the air was like raindrops falling. The thing cut off one of his hands.

Just as he was watching, someone suddenly kicked his butt, Old Man Wang almost hit the hot cannon. When he turned his head to see, the angry cannon position officer pointed at the front.

"I was wrong! I was wrong!" Old Man Wang finally woke up from the biggest scene he had heard in his life. He bent down and pushed the cannon cart hard according to Bai Danzi's command in front of him.

The Tianzi cannon position roared again.

In the white smoke, dozens of brothers suddenly found the cannon officer in front of the gun mouth and shouted, "We are at the right moment! We are at the right moment!"

Old Man Wang stood up from the cannon chariot and stepped on his feet on the wheel. With his old eyes that were not too dazed, he looked at the river below. He saw the smoke-producing ship of the foreign devil who had been thrusting violently on the river. It was covered by a white mist when it fired the cannon, but judging from the violent fluctuating water marks under it, the shell of the 10,000 jin cannon just hit it in the middle.

"***, it's so heavy!" Old Man Wang shouted, and Chen Mingda, who believed in Buddhism, made the same sound, and even forgot to speak: "***! Hello, turtle!"

But at this moment, the cannon officer holding a big knife and lying on the chest wall. The excited roaring cannon suddenly stopped shouting, and his whole body seemed to be frozen on the cannon wall. He murmured, "What's going on?"

After being briefly hit, the foreign ship could no longer fire the cannon. The strong sea breeze immediately tore open the smoke surrounding him, revealing the true body of the barbarian ship. It can be clearly seen that the attack of the 10,000-pound cannon only opened a small hole in the bow of the ship. The ship did not think what the cannon position thought. It would be crushed to pieces when it was hit by the shell, as if the Qing ship encountered Sun Wuzi's golden cudgel. It was not broken or sunk at all!

Not only was it not sunk, but it seemed that it was completely harmless.

Now the foreign devil's ship has regained its agility, and the ox-like roar has risen again, black smoke comes out, and retreats like ghosts. In front of the cannon officer, the muzzle faces them.

"It didn't sink! Keep firing!" The cannon officer jumped off his chest and screamed in an incredible tone.

"What?!" All the soldiers in the Tianzi cannon position were shocked.

"Continue firing!" Seeing that the gunner did not move, the gun officer stomped his feet and yelled.

Old Man Wang stared at the cannon and pushed it, but his mind was full of questions about "How could he not be heavy"? This was just like the same as the human head being cut off. Just as he was thinking, a terrifying sound came from the front of the cannon.

The cannon truck that was leaning against suddenly seemed to be alive and punched Old Man Wang. Old Man Wang had no time to think about anything. Just like his son fell down when he was a child, the stone chips and soil ashes on the plate on the turret rolled out.

When he touched his head and stood up, the first shot of the Tianzizi had been knocked down and everyone fell down. The cannon officer disappeared from his chest, and half of his body stood there.

"Wow!" Xiao Li, the gunner, sat up from above, stared at the chief's body and crawled back in a hurry. Then he stood up and ran towards the silly old man Wang. His face was black and white, the black one was stained with smoke, and the white one was his face without anyone's face.

"Will you die? Want to run?" The soldier who had been in his life immediately came back from the excitement of getting enough military pay. The Green Camp Eight Banners' unique skills once again came on. He immediately turned around and wanted to escape from the fort with Xiao Li.

"Care the latter!" At this time, Sha Chunyuan faced the two of them and rushed out of the smoke of gunpowder. He held a big knife in his hand. Chen Tianhao, the personal groom next to him, followed him. They shouted at everyone passing by. His situation was not very good. Half an hour ago, the shiny armor that was like a god descending to earth had become like the kitchen prince on the kitchen stove. It was dark, and all the way, it fell from dirt and dust.

"What are you doing?! Go back and continue fighting!" Sha Chunyuan stared at Old Man Wang and Xiao Li and shouted, then he stood in the middle of the fort and shouted in the smoke on all sides: "We should serve the country's kindness when we eat imperial grain! We are fighting for the Emperor! We are soldiers of the Qing Dynasty and cannot be defeated by the barbarians! I, Sha Chunyuan, swear to God today, I am on the fort! As long as I am alive, foreign devils cannot get ashore at any step! You are a man, don't be soft!"

Then he recognized Old Man Wang who had a grandson. He shouted to him, "I've decided, your grandson is called Guoen!"

After saying that, he pointed at the river and shouted loudly: "Continue to fire!"

In front of this brave man who had never seen a soldier in his life, Old Man Wang timidly looked at the sand guerrilla who seemed to be unaware of. He turned around and ran back to the Tianzi gun position, and the sound of guns rose again.

"Damn it, whoever runs away will be the softie!" Chen Tianhao took over the position of the dead artillery position because this artillery position is too important. Sha Chunyuan lets his own people supervise it.

Seeing that the two cannons started firing again, Chen Tianhao pointed to the foreign ship outside and shouted: "Men. Blow me that pussy!"

One shot hit a small foreign ship again. Chen Tianhao saw four foreigners on the deck on the ship. Although this was completely different from what they originally thought that the ship would be done when they hit the shot, but everyone had already agreed to this fact and saw that the foreign devils were killed by one shot. Chen Tianhao shouted excitedly: "I'll ask you for me when I go back!"

Before he finished speaking, the cannon wall seemed to suddenly crack, as if someone stuffed a pack of explosives inside. The white egg, which was grinning because of his achievements, was right in front of the blowout, and the broken stones made the young man's flesh and blood blurred and fell on it without saying a word.

Covering his head, Chen Tianhao struggled to hold the big hole on the cannon wall and stood up. Blood dripped up along the tip of his braid. He turned his head to look at the foreigners who were madly bombarding, and then looked at the dead aiming hands. He shouted: "Who can aim? Who can aim? Come up quickly!"

No one moved for a while. Everyone already knew how powerful the foreign cannon was. The stone chest wall three feet later was pierced through. Everyone in the cannon position was afraid and wanted to stand in a familiar position. They didn't want to go to other places, and the change meant danger.

"Who?" Chen Tianhao looked at the first wave of skilled hands who could get into the gun position and seemed to be out of courage. He was a little frustrated. He pointed to the candidate gunner behind and found one, and shouted loudly: "Come up!"

"I'll do it, sir!" Lao Wang stood up, "I have been a gunner for more than 30 years, and I have also done the aiming hand."

After saying that, he stood up, stood in front of the gap that had just been punched out, and covered it with his chest, which was open like a tiger's mouth, guiding the direction of the muzzle.

"Why did I come out? Just for the sake of the adults, is your grandson called Guoen?" Old Man Wang was confused. "Who is not a soldier to eat imperial grain? Who wants to die? I have eaten the imperial grain for 30 years and have grandsons. I have been foolish, maybe the last one, grandson, you are called Guoen! Remember!"

But when the shot he guided was fired and he turned around, he found that there seemed to be a dragon in the gun position in the smoke of gunpowder. Everyone didn't speak, but their eyes changed. The gunner nodded to him, and his position was replaced by Lao Zhang.

"Okay! It's here, fire!" Old Man Wang shouted.

Sha Chunyuan, who came to the Tianzi Cannon position to supervise the battle, also nodded to him, while covering the scratched wound on his face with a blood-stained handkerchief.

The foreign devils' bombardment became more and more dense. Sha Chunyuan looked over from the northern fortress and saw that it seemed like a big pot was formed. The fort was the mouth of the pot, and the white smoke rose almost like a hill. It was conceivable that the same was true here.

The enemy's artillery fire was so sharp that the entire turret seemed to have been blown up, with corpses everywhere, and the broken artillery was lying on it in a twist. The soldiers were sent to the back of the firing artillery position as a backup, or to try their best to clean up the obstacles on the turret that affected the battle under the enemy's shells.
To be continued...