The northeast, southeast and southwest corner walls are 2 meters high and all have battlement-shaped forts.

But only on the northwest side facing the mainland, the sub-wall is very short and there is no position for the muzzle.

As a result, the Portuguese soldiers cannot use the bunker to shoot from above.

Why leave a weak link on the bastion?

This is to show that Portugal built forts mainly for overseas defense and as a friendly gesture towards the Qing Empire.

The original builders had to know that the impoverished Qing government was so weak that it might jump out of the coffin and rebuild the fort. What kind of friendly gestures were there? Don’t they need to know?

Zhao Chuanxin asked Chui Shuiju to hold a wind lantern and draw a topographic map with paper and pen to deepen his impression and show it to Li Zhitao and others.

"This is the artillery road. In the main entrance of the fort, there are two rows of houses where soldiers can live and store ammunition. The curve up to the fort has stone steps and is not steep. Three corners can be defended, but the northwest side is fully exposed.

If they fight here, the Portuguese soldiers will only have a condescending geographical advantage here."

Chui Shuijiao pretended to be smart and said: "Then there must be no one willing to defend here. Let's find a way to get a ladder to attack from here."

"It's really unbelievable stupidity." Zhao Chuanxin looked at the boastful expression on my face and said, "I can tell you responsibly that in addition to the triangle, each corner does not require many people to complete it.

If we defend easily, the remaining heavy troops will definitely gather in the northwest corner."

Chuishuiju blushed: "Hey, let's go up from the main entrance."

Li Zhitao looked at the stone-carved badge on the main entrance from a distance. It showed three fool-like figures, with a halo on the top of the head and a heavy sword on the shoulder.

He slapped the water pony: "Idiot, we went to the fort road, playing into the hands of the Portuguese soldiers. They can hide behind the bunker and shoot as much as they want, but we can only be used as living targets."

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Today, we will use the sixth strategy to attack the east and attack the west."

Li Zhitao led the entire team of adjudicators and stood in a safe position between the southeast corner of the fort and the main gate.

Li Zhitao pulled his neck, veins popped out, and shouted: "Portugal?"

The others shouted: "Idiot!"

"Portugal?"

"Despicable!"

"Portugal?"

"Waste!"

The Portuguese soldiers on the fort have already noticed the presence of the tribunal, and are on guard, waiting to invite you into the urn.

However, as soon as the tribunal came, the Portuguese soldiers were immediately confused.

I blanch, Yang Ying is really toothless, despicable and shameless.

A group of Portuguese soldiers were holding rifles and listening with dull expressions.

"What did they say?"

"They're swearing."

"What are you scolding?"

"It's probably said that we are despicable, nasty, and incompetent..."

"This is unreasonable. The true energy is killing me. We must fight back."

"Can't hit them?"

"We also scolded."

So the leader shouted: "Qing Empire?"

"Shameless!"

They jumped here, but there was no response from below.

The leader scratched his head: "Why don't they look angry at all?"

"You shouted wrong, they are not from the Qing Empire, they are from Zhao Chuanxin."

"Then scold Zhao Chuanxin!"

So, the leader shouted: "Zhao Chuanxin?"

"Shameless."

"Zhao Chuanxin?"

"Incompetent."

"Zhao Chuanxin?"

"Don't lift."

The sound below is stagnant...

Chui Shuijiao shrank his neck: "Boss, they actually said that the leader would not be promoted. It is really a vicious curse."

Li Zhitao spat: "Come, let's change words..."

"Portugal?"

"Short."

"Portugal?"

"Ugly."

"Portugal?"

"Weakness."

While the two sides were bickering, Zhao Chuanxin walked around to the northwest side of the hill in Kao Parish.

Sure enough, in the corner, the Portuguese soldiers were densely packed, and they looked like they were guarding the wall tightly, not even letting a fly in.

They inserted countless torches under the city wall, but only one torch was inserted in the drainage hole above. The firelight flickered outside the wall. This made it difficult to aim upward with the light of the fire.

But they can clearly see the following situation.

Zhao Chuanxin Yile: "This is the method of this master."

He put on the cloak of shadow, simply left the northwest corner, quickly approached the base of the west wall, and jumped.

The Portuguese soldiers patrolling the city wall suddenly heard the sound of shaking cloth, and looked down curiously, but saw nothing unusual.

Suddenly, something like a rope strangled his neck.

The Portuguese soldier was startled, and his body suddenly leaned under the battlements.

His hands instinctively held the edges of the wall to resist this force.

I wanted to scream for help, but my neck was strangled so tightly that I couldn't move at all.

Zhao Chuanxin jumped to a height of seven meters. When the smart gyroscope was almost exhausted, he originally wanted to hold on to the gap in the brick wall, but unexpectedly, a Portuguese soldier looked down and looked down.

That would be just the right thing to tie his head with the whip of judgment to gain strength.

After climbing up the nine-meter-high city wall, Zhao Chuanxin stabbed the Portuguese soldier between the eyebrows with an elf carving knife and threw his body out of the city wall with the whip of judgment.

The darkness of the Shadow Cloak can absorb 99.985% of light.

This will be very dazzling in the sunlight during the day, but at night, it becomes an invisible halo. As long as it is not exposed to bright artificial light, the dim light like a wind lantern will not be visible at all.

Zhao Chuanxin strolled to the northwest corner and looked at the bustling Portuguese soldiers in front. At this time, each of them had less than 0.5 square meters of standing space.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the elf carving knife and threw it into the air, and the smart gyroscope caught it.

The man and the sword merged into one, Zhao Chuanxin moved forward, the smart gyroscope was about five meters in front of him.

Although the smart gyroscope's expressive ability is unreliable, in fact, after a long period of running in, it already understands Zhao Chuanxin very well.

There is no need to give orders, it also knows that it must quietly deal with the enemy at this time.

It frequently displays Zhao Chuanxin's unique skill - a little bit of red outside the pass.

Chi, chi, chi, chi...

Zhao Chuanxin waved the whip of judgment, and for every Portuguese soldier who was about to fall to the ground, he would roll up the gun in his hand to prevent the rifle from making too much noise when it fell to the ground.

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In the darkness, corpses fell limp and silently.

Until a Portuguese soldier who was drinking water from a coconut kettle fell down, Zhao Chuanxin just wrapped his gun habitually, but the sound of the coconut shell falling to the ground attracted the attention of others.<

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"What's wrong with you?"

As soon as the Portuguese soldier asked this question, the elf carving knife pierced his forehead.

Finally exposed.

"No, enemy attack..."

Zhao Chuanxin did not panic. He ducked to the corner of the wall and squatted down. No one knew where he was.
To be continued...