Liu Shimin held a short bow in his hand, stepped on the blood on the deck, walked quickly from the corner some distance away from the ruins of the watchtower, and appeared in the bright lights.
He only had a tunic and trousers on him, and the thick and warm brocade robe that he originally wore had been turned into powder by luring the enemy into firing.
At this moment, this palace official, who had always given a gentle impression, was no different from the agile and ferocious fighters on the deck.
Without saying a word, Liu Shimin jumped onto the wooden stake holding the cable, and aimed another arrow at Cai Feng's face.
As Cai Feng's screams sounded again, the sergeants patrolling the sea route seemed to have been blown away, and they formed a mess beside the ship's side.
The man operating the artillery lost his musket and tried to pick up his bow but failed to fight back.
Cai Feng's two gangsters drove their master to find cover while shouting to other companions to cut off the grappling hook so that the ship could escape from the sealing boat and allow the helmsman to turn quickly and escape.
However, the grappling hooks used by Li Guoshu and his men were iron chains, not the hemp ropes used by ordinary fishermen. They could not be cut off in a short while, but another sailor patrolling the sea route was shot by Eunuch Liu with an arrow.
Li Guoshu roared: "Brothers who patrol the sea route, can't you see? If you coward now, you will lose your life. Come with me! I will avenge you Master Cai, and you will have a big share of my wealth."
The dozen or so men from the Cai family who were patrolling the sea route saw that what had happened was that they wanted to save their lives first, and they also wanted to make money. So they all mentioned holding swords, jumped over the gang of boats, and joined Li Guozhu's camp.
On the other side of the ship, the fierce battle was about to decide the winner.
The Spaniards originally received information from the Chinese conspirators that there were less than ten men on the prey ship and a small number of cold weapons. The only firearm was a turtle-dove-foot gun that was difficult to fill.
Unexpectedly, the actual situation was not like this at all. The opponent not only had twice the number of people, but also had weak muskets. There was also a particularly brave spear general who, with his spear soldiers, stabbed to death and wounded across the side of the ship as soon as they came up.
Several people.
When the Spaniards finally came to help, these Chinese who were good at using spears changed into waist knives and started close combat with the Spaniards holding swords.
What is even more frightening is that the Chinese captain Yan who killed many Spaniards in Luzon, although his sword skills are different from those of the spear general, he is as fast as lightning like the samurai of Hirado, Japan, and he is taller than those Japanese samurai.
There were so many that they were as big as the Spaniards, so when they attacked with their swords, they looked like dragons swooping in from hell.
More and more Spaniards were screaming and lying in a pool of blood.
Yan Siqi looked at the six directions, and after making a short judgment, he shouted to Ma Xianglin who was not far away, "Leave this place to Brother Ma, Yan will take care of that beast." Then he took big steps and went straight to Li Guo to help kill him.
On the side of the ship, Liu Shimin dodged the sword of the patrol sailor and shouted to Zheng Haizhu, who was standing dumbly behind Zheng Zhilong: "Silly girl, give us the knife, why don't you run to General Ma to hide, are you looking for death here?
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However, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw Zheng Haizhu suddenly take a step to the side, lowered his head, and the cold light on his chest also dropped. Immediately, he heard someone wailing in front of Zheng Zhilong, and was stabbed in the stomach by Zheng Haizhu's Muramasa sword.
Liu Shimin couldn't help but sigh.
It turns out that this girl was not scared out of her wits, but was hiding in an ambush just like she was hiding in the cable rope just now.
There is no chance of fighting head-on. If you can win twice by sneak attack, you are considered to be lucky.
But a rookie who has had bad luck is still a rookie after all. Zheng Haizhu didn't know how to draw a sword.
The sailor patrolling the sea route fell backwards with his knife, and Zheng Haizhu's hands immediately became defenseless.
Fortunately, Yan Siqi had arrived and helped her block the knife from another sailor. He closed his arms and knocked her further away. Then he pulled out the Muramasa sword, holding two swords in his hand, swung left and right, and struck.
Power doubled.
In the blink of an eye, Yan Siqi killed three or four patrol sailors who were besieging him, and rushed to the side of Zheng Zhilong, who was already losing his honor. He saw the flaw in Li Guozhu's move, shouted "First officer, retreat," and flew up with his right leg.
, kicking Li Guozhu's exposed left rib.
Li Guo helped Li Guo get rid of the Japanese sword and fell to the ground with a sound. Yan Siqi stepped on his shoulder blade. Just as the tip of the sword was stabbing him in the back of the heart, he suddenly woke up and leaned over to pull out the knife he had pressed on his chest.
's right hand.
An even more horrifying scream sounded, the blade passed by, and Li Guozhu's fingers were cut off at the root.
"Your father has been kind to me for saving my life. If I don't kill you today, I will be repaying this kindness!"
As the fire went out, Yan Siqi gritted his teeth and said.
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Daytime in the East China Sea starts very early.
In front of Zheng Haizhu's eyes was a red world.
The red clouds on the horizon, the red flags above the head, the blood flowing like paint all over the deck, and the red clothes wrapped around the Spanish corpses.
And ten feet away, their large sailboat was already ablaze with flames.
Just now, Yan Siqi and Ma Xianglin, after clearing the Fengzhou battlefield, before the Spanish sailing ship was about to escape, they unanimously led a group of people to jump over and continue to kill, so as to prevent the enemy from extending the distance and firing cannons at Fengzhou again.
At the end of his rope, the Spanish captain set fire to the ship in the battle. He would rather burn the ship to ashes than let these yellow-skinned men take away the ship and tarnish the glorious name of the Armada.
The Chinese warriors had no choice but to return to Fengzhou, but all the bamboo sails of Fengzhou had been damaged by artillery fire.
The crowd then suppressed Li Guozhu and the helmsman who was a witness in the Xuanhaidao sailors, took the bodies of their dead teammates, and gathered on the Xuanhaidao ship.
Liu Shimin turned to Zheng Haizhu: "Girl, I can't tell, but you know how to use a knife."
"I won't do it originally, but I will do it when I have to save my life."
Zheng Haizhu answered tiredly with a feeling of confusion about the aftermath of the disaster.
But her expression quickly changed.
Yan Siqi called out "Azhu, are you okay?" and walked towards her. When he was close to Chi Chi, he suddenly drew the knife and put it on Liu Shimin's neck.
"Ask the helmsman to go north, I'm going to Daishan Island."
Ma Xianglin, who was checking on his dead and wounded brothers, jumped to his feet.
"Go back to Moon Harbor first!"
Ma Xianglin's face was as frosty as he spat out four short words.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After fighting the enemy side by side at night, although he admired Yan Siqi's good martial arts, he also knew that the reason why the other party caused the fatal disaster was his righteous deed to save the Han people in Luzon.
But now that he saw the three dead soldiers who had been following him, one of whom was still incomplete, he felt very sad and depressed. He suddenly saw Yan Siqi's attack, how could he still obey?
Yan Siqi stared at Ma Xianglin: "General Ma, this time, Yan is ashamed of you. My own cargo ship is missing. When we get to Daishan, I will definitely give you a lot of money. But right now, I can't talk to you.
My brother went on an adventure to Fujian."
Ma Xianglin said solemnly: "Eunuch Liu just said that he will let you go when you arrive at Yuegang. Since you don't believe us, why should we believe you?"
Yan Siqi sneered: "Then I will kill my father-in-law now, and then we will have another fight."
"Hahahahaha," Li Guoshu, who was tied into a rice dumpling on the deck nearby, mocked, "Yan Siqi, you still have the nerve to call me cunning and cunning. Aren't you and this pretty boy the same as me?"
"Shut up!"
Zheng Zhilong stepped forward and stuffed a piece of rag into Li Guozhu's mouth, saying as he did so: "Brother should have cut off your tongue just now."
"Stop arguing."
Zheng Haizhu's voice sounded.
She pointed to the abandoned Feng Zhou a few feet away and said solemnly: "Didn't you notice that the side of the Xunhaidao ship seems to be lower than Feng Zhou?"
After a moment of silence, Yan Siqi, who knew sea ships best, said directly to one of his subordinates: "Go to the bottom and have a look."
The subordinate got the order, and after a while he called back and forth, with a look of fear on his face: "Brother, there is water in every cabin, probably up to the knees."
Hearing this, Zheng Haizhu turned to the sailor surnamed Cai who was left alive and asked: "How long has your ship been fighting for?"
The sailor replied: "We only fought last year."
Zheng Haizhu asked: "Isn't it the watertight compartment of Wenma Wuhuifa?"
Wenma is a place name that appeared in Fujian during the Three Kingdoms period. The people here were very good at shipbuilding and knew how to mix quicklime, hemp grass and tung oil in specific proportions to fill the gaps in the wooden boards to prevent water leakage in the hull.
At the same time, during the Wenma shipbuilding period, the bottom compartment of the ship was often divided into five parts, each of which was strictly independent. In this way, if one part was flooded, the other parts were temporarily intact, and the ship could even complete a long voyage and return to shore safely.
Later, ships became bigger and bigger, with even more than a dozen compartments, but experts still used to call this shipbuilding method "Wenma Wuhui", which is also one of China's most famous intangible cultural heritages.
Zheng Haizhu came into contact with many shipwrights in Zhangzhou, Songjiang, and Taicang. Naturally, he learned about the Wenma Wuhui watertight compartment method from these respectable ancient craftsmen.
The sailor on Xunhai Road was stunned. He didn't expect that this woman knew how to build ships. He rolled his eyes and said, "The money allocated to us by the imperial court to buy a ship was not enough. I guess the shipbuilder cut corners, so one warehouse was filled with water, and the other was filled with water."
Water. Dear heroes, if the water only covers two feet, you should still have time to go north to Penghu Port. If there is a delay..."
Ma Xianglin interrupted him: "Are there any imperial troops stationed in Penghu Port?"
"Yes, yes," the sailor said, "General, after Cai Xunshou drove away the Hongyi people last year, he asked the court to change the word "flood guard" to garrison. There must be someone there."
Zheng Haizhu stared at the sailor's clothes.
The sailor had been guarding the rudder and had not participated in the fierce battle. His body was fresh and fresh, and there was something like a sachet dangling from the lapel of his clothes.
Zheng Haizhu stepped forward, pulled off the sachet and put it under his nose.
The strong lavender smell was the same as what I smelled on Cai Feng's robe that day.
Zheng Haizhu asked him coldly: "Is this a Frankie thing?"
The sailor said "Ah" and nodded.
"We can't listen to him," Zheng Haizhu looked away from Yan Siqi and Ma Xianglin and turned to Eunuch Liu, "Xunshou Cai had already had an affair with the French people in Luzon, so he beat or drove away the Hong Mao people.
The red-haired fan is not a good thing. This person said that there is a garrison in Penghu. How could he know that he is not a close associate of the Cai family, or maybe even a Frankie? Otherwise, where did the Frankie ship that attacked us tonight get the water?
water?"
Hearing this, Liu Shimin had a complicated look in his eyes.
This girl is really suspicious, but her suspicion is justified.
As expected, the sailor showed his timidity. He just lowered his head and muttered: "How can a leaky boat sail back to Yuegang?"
But I heard Liu Shimin say in a calm tone to Yan Siqi, who was hugging him tightly: "Yan Zhuangshi, I will give you a way, and I will also give us all a way. Let's sail the boat to the nearby island where there are no imperial guards.
,how?"
Yan Siqi asked in a deep voice: "Father, are you talking about going to Taiwan?"
