According to the standards, the Ming army's water camp had two patrols and twelve ships. Among them, the Fu ship was equipped with six large Portuguese guns, the Haicang ship was equipped with four large Portuguese guns, and the Cangshan ship was equipped with two large Portuguese guns. Its firepower was relatively strong.

The large-scale Portuguese cannon was eight or nine feet long, weighed five or six hundred pounds, contained one pound of bullet and one pound of gunpowder, and was mainly used for naval guns and fortress defense.

The weight of 500 to 600 kilograms was not too heavy for the Dongjiang Army, which was mostly composed of infantry. However, in order to ensure the speed of march, Mao Wenlong only removed four gates and accompanied the army to attack the city.

Of course, the hundreds of ships loaned to him were of varying sizes and their equipment was not standard. Altogether, they only had about twenty falconets.

In order to capture the city as quickly as possible, Mao Wenlong led his troops to surround Huanggu Island Fort in the morning and only spent half a day to build crude siege equipment.

After a hearty lunch at noon, Mao Wenlong ordered four large Portuguese cannons to be pushed to the front of the west gate. The gunners on the ship operated them and bombarded the city gate from a distance of less than 300 meters.

A one-pound shell had little effect on the brick-clad city wall, but when it hit the wooden city gate, it was like poking a hole in window paper with your hand.

Moreover, the biggest advantage of the falconet was its high rate of fire. Each gun had six sub-guns and could fire another shot every ten seconds, and this was not the fastest speed.

Amid the rumbling of cannons, the city gate was first broken and then collapsed with a loud bang. People could already be seen running panicked inside the city.

The Jiannu in Huanggu Island Fort had never expected that the Ming army would attack. There were less than 300 people in the fort, and less than 50 of them were armored.

With such a small number of troops, they were basically doomed when faced with the sudden appearance of thousands of Ming troops equipped with artillery.

The drumbeats changed, and under the command of the officers, the sword and shield soldiers began to approach the fortress gate, and the Jiannu also shot arrows from the city.

The falconet stopped bombarding and began to adjust the angle, aiming at the enemies on the city.

The few Dongjiang Army archers, only about two hundred people, under the cover of huge shields, stayed close to the fortress wall, shot arrows upwards, and suppressed the Jiannu.

The drumbeats suddenly became more intense, the officers raised their arms and brandished their swords, commanding the soldiers to launch a fierce attack.

“Charge!”

“Kill!”

Amidst thunderous shouts, the sword and shield soldiers rushed towards the city gate; dozens of simple ladders also rushed out of the ranks, stepped across the frozen moat, and approached the city wall.

The arrows from the city became more frequent, screams continued to be heard from the charging troops, and the soldiers who were hit by arrows fell to the ground.

Rolling logs and stones crashed down from the city walls, smashing the heads of the Dongjiang soldiers who had rushed to the foot of the city to erect ladders and prepare to climb the city walls. However, several ladders were still stubbornly erected, and the soldiers, shields and swords in hand, began to climb the city walls.

At the city gate, a group of Later Jin soldiers rushed up screaming and started a fierce battle with the Dongjiang officers and soldiers who were trying to seize the gate.

The sound of swords and guns clashing, the roars of killing, and the screams of the wounded echoed in the narrow city gate.

"Kill, kill, kill!" Fatty Zhao was still mechanically pounding the ground with his gun, his eyes wide open. He had never seen such a bloody battle before.

The first brave soldier climbed up the battlement along the ladder. As soon as he showed his head, a knife came at him. He quickly blocked it with his shield, raised the knife in his right hand, jumped up suddenly, and jumped onto the wall.

A long spear insidiously shot out from under the city wall and pierced deeply into his lower abdomen. He screamed, his body fell back, and fell from the city wall.

"Hey, my..." Zhang Zongbao made a sound of regret and hatred and stomped his feet heavily.

A heavy rolling log was thrown down from the city wall, knocking several Dongjiang soldiers on a ladder to the ground.

Zhang Junneng gritted his teeth in hatred, tightly gripping the spear in his hand. His nails dug into his palms, but he didn't feel any pain.

Another Dongjiang soldier climbed onto the battlement, but before he could find his balance, an arrow shot out and hit him in the face. He staggered and fell.

"Hey--" Zhang Zongbao stomped his feet again, his brows and eyes wrinkled together.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Continuous cannon fire rang out, hitting the enemy tower above the city gate, filling the air with smoke, snow and dust, and knocking down several Later Jin soldiers.

The brutal fight continued, with people falling every moment. Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and lives disappeared like grass in the cold wind.

In this close-quarters hand-to-hand combat, your personal martial arts skills may help you survive for a while, but their effectiveness is definitely reduced to the minimum.

Several knives are slashing at you, several spears are stabbing at you, and your comrades are beside you. Where is the space for you to dodge, roll, and jump?

The city gates were narrow, but the fighting was the most brutal. People were hacking and stabbing at each other. Corpses covered the ground, and blood flowed, turning from hot to cold, emitting wisps of mist.

Under the officers' shouting commands at the top of their lungs, the Dongjiang soldiers crowded at the city gate finally retreated.

The Jiannu soldiers who were blocking the city gate did not rush out. They were panting and covered in blood, waiting for battle.

However, the Jiannu who were blocking the door soon looked terrified, as if they were afraid of death and retreated.

As they looked on in fear, a cannon that had been pushed over at some point emitted a deafening roar.

Hundreds of bullets, in the flash of the muzzle fire, carried the embrace of death as they all shot into the narrow city gate. Screams rang out, not just one or two, but a group of people.

The Ming army gunners quickly replaced their guns and shouted, "Push forward, push forward, give those bastards another shot!"

Squeak, squeak, the wooden wheels and the vehicle made a teeth-grinding friction, and the artillery moved forward dozens of meters.

A cold arrow shot from the top of the city wall. The gunner holding the torch shook violently, and the tail feathers of the arrow trembled on his neck.

Another gunner stepped forward, grabbed his torch, and poked it onto the fuse. A string of sparks danced happily and drilled into the cannon.

"Boom!" The shot was fired almost directly at the city gate, and the bullets shot in like raindrops, causing heavy casualties to the Jiannu soldiers blocking the city.

"Kill, kill!" An officer in helmet and armor suddenly appeared, galloping on his horse, lightly bypassing the artillery cart in front of the city gate, waving a spear, and rushed into the city gate in an instant.

Among the corpses lying on the ground at the city gate, a Jiannu suddenly stood up.

This Jiannu soldier wore armor but no helmet, and was riddled with bullets, bleeding profusely. His face was a bloody mess, and his left eyeball drooped from its socket, looking horrible.

The mounted officer didn't even stop, but thrust the spear in his hand forward, and with the inertia of the impact, the sharp blade of the spear swept across the neck of the Jiannu.

The head was tilted to one side, with only a piece of flesh connecting it to the neck. Dirty blood spurted out of the cavity. The body stood still for a moment, then fell down like a log.

"Kill, charge!"

Amidst the frenzied shouts of excitement, the Dongjiang Army rushed into the fort like a surging river. Although logs and rocks still tumbled down from time to time, victory was no longer a factor.

The morale of the Jiannu army on the city was in chaos. Although they were still resisting, they could not withstand the fierce attacks of the Dongjiang Army.