If it weren't for the spare well inside Maple Fort, the garrison would have had to surrender immediately.
By the fourth day of the siege, the rebels' cannons appeared outside Maple Fort.
Seeing the 32-pounder cannons pushed out by the rebels, Major Felter's vision went black.
The last hope of the major was shattered; he realized he had only one path left: negotiate and then conditionally surrender.
However, based on Major Felter's own observations, the rebels seemed poised for a forceful assault—otherwise, there was no need to dig so many trenches; yet they also seemed prepared for a prolonged siege—the double-layered high walls were clearly to ward off external threats.
The唯一thing they lacked was the desire to negotiate.
"Why won't they negotiate with me?" Major Felter asked himself every day, unable to understand.
He looked out at the surroundings, inwardly shouting in despair: "Why won't they negotiate with me?"
