On the main street of the brothel, fierce fighting was still going on. Hundreds of sailors used sticks and samurai swords to tangle with the swarming Japanese. Song Kidd was at the center of the chaos.
He's out of bullets.
The sailors' wooden sticks were broken, and the samurai swords were full of gaps. There were countless wounds on their bodies and heads. Despite this, these sailors who had undergone rigorous training roared like thunder and gritted their teeth regardless.
Fight to the death.
Everyone remembers their oath - sailors will never surrender!
"What are we!"
Facing more and more Japanese people swarming in, Song Kidd stood there and shouted loudly.
"The Royal Navy of the Ming Empire!"
"us……"
“See you at the Martyrs’ Shrine!”
The sudden burst of roar, like thunder, echoed in the air. A few simple words. A simple slogan, to some extent, is the source of courage that supports them to fight. No matter how good it is.
It was at this time that the injured sailors also started singing along.
"Today we sing loudly and drink the cold wine. I am about to leave, so let the wine glasses clink lightly. Let me hold your hand again, hold your white hand and see you again, my
Goodbye, my sweetheart, farewell, my sweetheart, take good care of it, we are going to the war, we are going to the war..."
It is impossible to verify when this song "We Are Going to England" became popular among the navy, but it must have been written by Emperor Zhu Da. It is basically a tribute to the original version. Since it was sung at the Naval Academy, it has become
This has captured a certain dream of naval officers - the British Royal Navy is the strongest in the world!
Of course they want to challenge the strong!
The disparity in strength gives this song a special meaning. It is both a hope and a goal, and of course it is a march and a song of warriors. Of course, it is also the military song of the Royal Navy of the Ming Dynasty to a certain extent.
Li Cheng, who was in the front row, looked out and his eyes were full of blood. He was exhausted from fighting, and the samurai sword in his hand was full of gaps, like saw teeth. More than 300 sailors were back to back like this, and they were fighting each other.
Relying on and protecting each other, they shared life and death. They used their last strength to fight against the swarming Japanese. Even the so-called Japanese samurai were in awe of this group of fearless and tireless warriors.
"What a group of real warriors!"
While they were praising them in their hearts, they hesitated to move forward with samurai swords in hand, as if they wanted to wait for others to rush forward.
In fact, they are waiting for opportunities. For these Japanese people from noble families, they have learned sword skills since childhood, so maybe they are waiting for opportunities.
In the team, when a sailor's legs went weak due to exhaustion, Li Cheng pulled him up.
"without……"
In an instant, two samurai swords were thrown towards him. As Li Cheng hurriedly waved his sword to block, a sword stabbed through the space between his abdomen. He took a step back to relieve part of his strength.
He grabbed the katana with his left hand, but the tip of the knife still penetrated his lower abdomen.
"ah……"
With his lower abdomen injured, he half-knelt down. The sailor he was supporting yelled and stood in front of him, and was stabbed in the arm with a knife. He turned around and used a wooden stick to hit the head of the Japanese who was sneaking up on him.
Called it.
Despite his injured hand, Li Cheng shouted loudly, opened the Japanese's sword tip, waved the samurai sword like the bayonet of a rifle, and thrust forward suddenly, the tip of the sword directly pierced the Japanese's chest.
, the man clutched his chest and vomited blood and fell down.
Song Jide, standing in the center of the team, frowned. There was a wound on his forehead. It was hit by stones thrown by the Japanese, but he didn't bother to bandage the wound at all. He just let the blood flow from between his fingers.
, almost all the brothers were scarred, but they still tried their best to fight the Japanese!
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The fleet...should know it!
They should be able to see those two smoke pillars!
The smoke column is the smoke column that rises when the houses set alight by the sailors are used to indicate the target to the fleet. As sailors, they know very well how to guide the fleet.
The fleet must have known about it, not only the sailors who returned to the fleet to take the news back with them, but also the Japanese who were on the side of the reform government. When Kawamura Junyoshi, the navy chief auxiliary, heard the news, he was immediately excited.
Yelled.
"Haha, God will punish the traitor, Heaven will punish the traitor!"
In Kawamura Junyoshi's opinion, this was the best time for him to make a great contribution. He immediately called his adjutant and shouted loudly.
"Quickly, gather the sailors quickly, we are going to put down the Hiroshima rebels!"
There are tens of thousands of Hiroshima rebels, but what's the big deal? Behind him is a powerful fleet, and the fleet is full of indestructible ironclads!
When Kawamura Junyoshi excitedly summoned the sailors and miscellaneous soldiers from the fort and naval camp, the leader of the "martyrdom army", Maehara Issei, a former councilor, almost screamed and shouted after receiving the news.
"Hurry, hurry the carriage, no, bring the horse over here..."
As the rebel leader elected by the rebellious nobles, Maehara Issei is quite reliable. He knows better than anyone else the significance of the Ming fleet in the bay. If any of their sailors are killed or injured, it will be all over.
As soon as he thought that the Ming Navy might fire artillery or even go ashore, and when he thought that there were more than a thousand sailors in the navy under their control, Maehara Issei only had one thought in his mind - those people are crazy!
"These damn guys, are they crazy?"
While complaining, Issei Maehara gave instructions to his subordinates.
"Quick, Kondo, go to the port and be sure to see the Ming Navy Admiral and tell him that we will severely punish the thugs and will definitely satisfy them! No matter what conditions are promised, they must agree not to send troops ashore!"
Just as Maehara Issei was riding a horse and leading hundreds of soldiers towards the brothel, the Ming Navy fleet had completed the boiler pressurization and began to slowly leave the berth. Looking at the fleet leaving the berth, some
The crew members of foreign merchant ships who received the news all said, "Japanese monkeys just wish themselves good luck!"
Everyone knows what it means when the fleet leaves its berth at the same time as the sailors come ashore.
When they finally sailed away to the sea area one kilometer away from the port, Shen Yaozu, who was standing on the bridge, ordered in a deep voice:
"Give the order, after measuring the range of each gun, fire on both sides of the smoke column, with the Gatling gun as the leader, and the main and secondary guns are ready to fire!"
Why use a Gatling gun?
Because its rate of fire is fast enough!
Listening to the gunnery mate report a series of data...
The four 30mm doors on the side of the "Nanhua" combat ship are pointing toward the sky at the maximum elevation angle.
"Take the distance of 4,600, the shooting angle...the direction..."
While the surveying officer informed the distance one by one, the Gatling gunner adjusted the firing angle according to the order and fired in the direction.
"finally……"
Shen Yaozu and the chief of staff looked at each other, but smiled at each other.
They know what will happen next moment!
"Fire!"
Following the order, the gunner pressed the button.
"Zi..."
Accompanied by the unique sound of the Gatling gun, hundreds of shells flew in a parabolic trajectory around the smoke column in an instant.
This chapter has been completed!