Siam in June is an extremely humid and hot time. But at this time, people at sea can enjoy the rare refreshing feeling in the sea breeze.

On June 25th, on the sea twenty miles south of Bangkok, it was three o'clock in the morning local time.

The weather was not bad that night: there were a little clouds, but not much. The bright moonlight covered the entire sea surface, making the visibility excellent. There was a little wind on the sea, but not too much. There were also some waves, but they were so gentle and rhythmic.

The waves will only make those who are still in the boat feel like they have entered the cradle where they slept as children.

"Cough~Bah~" He spat hard towards the sea. Shachu put away the things that he had stretched out to the sea to complete the excretion, fastened his belt, then sighed, and picked up the lamp that had just been placed at his feet.

Ship lights.

Of course, this thing is not used for lighting, at least not for exploring the distant sea surface - it is actually a signal light, used to transmit signals to other ships.

A wave suddenly got higher, and the water that hit the boat suddenly splashed onto Sha Chu's body. Sha Chu couldn't dodge, and a large piece of his clothes suddenly got wet.

"It's really unlucky that I was assigned to the night shift."

This year, he was twenty-six years old. In his early years, he and his family were fishermen in the Gulf of Siam. From 1610, when the king built a navy, he, his father, and his eldest brother were all recruited into the army. So far, there have been

Eight years.

In the past eight years, life had been very good in the first few years. No, it was simply dreamlike.

The military pay was extremely high. With the military pay, the father and son bought a large piece of land in their hometown and built a big house. They were invincible. Whether it was Johor, Chenla or even Annam, the navy never encountered a strong challenge.

Over the years, in addition to the generous military pay given by the king, the king also treated everyone extremely favorably in terms of spoils of war. Thinking of the women in the family who had been snatched back from Chenla and Johor, the corners of Shachu's lips curled up unconsciously.

one arc.

It's a pity that we didn't get many people on Hainan Island. The young and beautiful women were all divided up by the officers, and the progress of collecting women of different races was delayed again.

But that's all, it is said that those who were snatched on Hainan Island were not Han people. Well, it would be great if we can go to the Ming Dynasty again in the future. Then we must snatch a Han woman. It is said that the women of the Han ethnic group have fair skin and know that

Shudali, fragrant...

However, when it comes to robbing Han women, hiss, this dream is a bit far off. Huh, it’s all the fault of the Spanish who are greedy for life and the Japanese who have no brains and only know how to act recklessly. They actually lost the battle in the Ryukyu waters, and also affected our war.

The invincible General Zhanlak suffered his first defeat in his life. As a result, our fleet had to retreat to guard the home port. As a result, I had to stay up late at night and keep my eyes on the sea to guard against the sneak attack of the Ming Dynasty fleet.

.....

However, it would be great if the Ming people came! Then we will burn the Gulf of Siam and then fight back again! This time we fight back, I, Mr. Shachu, must snatch a Han woman back!

Huh?

Shachu, who had been thinking about it for a long time, suddenly felt that something was moving in the direction where the sea and the sky meet.

He quickly grabbed the night watch telescope hanging on his chest and looked hard towards the direction where the sea and the sky meet.

Through the moonlight, he clearly saw that there seemed to be some dark shadow, and the dark shadow was still approaching towards him.

"What is that? Is it a ship? But this ship is too big, no, too much, right? They are all connected in a row! It is said that the Ming Dynasty only has about a hundred warships. How can it cover the entire skyline?

battleship?"

However, his doubts did not last long. After all, he had been a sailor for eight years. As the black shadow on the skyline quickly approached, Sha Chu had already identified it: it was really a ship! The tall mast was covered with layers of

What is a sail if not a boat?

After thinking about this clearly, his first reaction was to take out the fire certificates from his arms.

However, looking at the enemy fleet sweeping in like a wave, densely covering the entire sea surface, Shachu's hands were shaking uncontrollably at this time. After shaking, he took out the fire folder, unscrewed the metal sleeve, and thought

When I wanted to blow the fire to rekindle it, I couldn't see the flames rising.

"Hoo! Hoo ho! Hoo ho! Oh, my mother, you really set me on fire!"

There is no other way. Blowing Huo Zhezi seems simple, but in fact it still requires some skills: blowing quickly and vigorously. If Rushachu is now so flustered that I can't even breathe out, how can I blow it?

Finally, this guy wasn't stupid enough. After trying several times to blow it and it couldn't burn, he simply left the fire stick and the ship's lantern aside. Then he quickly ran to the middle of the ship and knocked on a copper hanging there.

gong.

The entire battleship suddenly woke up because of the harsh sound of the gong, and the entire sea became noisy because of the sound of the gong. After a while, the twenty-kilometer-long sea surface close to the coast was dotted with stars.

, twenty-two bright lights appeared one after another.

This is the only remaining galenic sail warship of the Siamese people. At this time, all of them are on the front line as a guard.

"Are you sure the Ming fleet is ahead?"

"General, there is only moonlight at this time. We cannot observe the other party's flag, so we are not completely sure where the other party is."

"No matter, there are so many ships, I'm afraid there are no less than a thousand ships. The only ones who can come up with a fleet of this size are either the Ming Dynasty or Spain. And Spain will never do such a thing at this time."

As a naval admiral who has followed Luo Jia Buddha for more than ten years, Cham Latt's abilities are quite good. After he quickly determined that the enemy was coming from the other side, he immediately started shouting: "Send the signal, let Bangkok, Samu Sakan, Samu

Send out all the flame ships in the three ports of Sakong!"

Following Zhanlak's order, crimson flares soared into the sky on the twenty-two Siamese warships. As these flares shone, the entire sea turned blood red, and the Ming fleet, which was getting closer and closer, its flags and

The shape of the ship also clearly caught the eyes of the Siamese people.

"Humph, hard sails, thousands of big hard sail ships. They are indeed the transport fleet of the Ming Dynasty. They want to break through our defense line at night and forcefully land directly in Bangkok."

After thinking that he had fully confirmed the opponent's intentions, Zhanlu issued another order: "Our warships retreat and the flame ships move forward. Continue to fire flares to illuminate the target for the flame ships."

At this time, behind the Siamese fleet, Bangkok and other three ports were already ablaze with lights. Countless ships weighing no more than twenty or thirty tons rushed out of the port.

It seemed that they had practiced many times before, so after so many small boats rushed out, it only took about half an hour to arrange them neatly on the ten-kilometer-wide sea.

"wind direction?"

"Northwest wind, level three."

"Buddha bless you!" After clasping his hands devoutly, Zhanlu shouted loudly: "Send three consecutive red flares, charge!"

"yes!"

"For the king!"

“For Siam!”

"charge!"

More than two thousand small trimaran sailboats took advantage of the wind to inflate their sails and quickly increased their speed to more than 30 knots. Then, under the control of the Siamese warriors who were not afraid of death, they headed towards the already unstoppable place without hesitation.

The Ming fleet, which was getting closer and closer, rushed past.

"Hmph, these are the orphans adopted by the King for more than ten years. Most of the King's most elite 6,000-man guard are here. Not to mention there is a chance of survival during this trip, even if it is certain to die, as long as

The king gives orders, and they will carry them out without even frowning. Now, let me see how you can evade those bulky ships with an average speed of only three knots!"

Soon, the trimaran sailing ship at the front quickly approached the Ming Dynasty's Fuchuan fleet. When the distance between the two ships was only more than ten meters, the two sailors on the sailing ship took out their fire sticks and blew them.

And after throwing it towards the head of the sailboat, he quickly jumped from the stern into the sea.

Then, the bow of the sailing ship suddenly burst into flames. The hull relied on the huge inertia and slammed into the hull of a lucky ship in front of it.

The bow of the sailboat had a barb. The moment it came into contact with the Fuchuan, it pierced the hull of the Fuchuan a little bit, and then was nailed there. After that, as the flames rose violently, and accompanied by

There was a subsequent explosion. Before the sailboat was completely burned, it finally succeeded in igniting the hull of the lucky boat it hooked!

With the success of a sailboat, most of the sailboats that swarmed in one after another also achieved their goals. More than two thousand sailboats, like moths flying into the flame, fearlessly hit their respective targets, and then quickly

It spontaneously ignited. There was even a crazy sailor who arrived too late and directly controlled the sailboat beneath him, crashing into the blaze that was already blazing.
Chapter completed!