Judging by the time, Lyman's fleet repelled the invading enemy and was almost back in port at this time.
"No...it's the Ming Dynasty fleet!"
"What?"
Taoglu immediately frowned and said in a deep voice: "How is it possible for the Ming Dynasty fleet?"
"Your Majesty, Duke Qi, it was discovered by the patrol ship we sent out. The other party's ships are very large and numerous, and their flagships are very... different!"
"what is the difference?"
"Without mast and sail."
Taoglu was very puzzled and asked: "Are you awake? There is no mast or sail. Tell me how it moves? Does it rely on the magical witchcraft of the East?"
"I don't know, but...there really is no mast, and it's very fast...
Duke Taoglu's face became gloomy. He did not believe that there was witchcraft in this world. He had also seen Eastern ships. In terms of technical level, hull size, and quantity, they were definitely better than the Ottoman fleet.
One step ahead.
The ship has a huge hull and no masts... Impossible, there is no such ship in this world!
"The information is wrong, let's go investigate again!"
"Your Excellency, the opponent's fleet is extremely fast and is approaching the port."
Taoglu's eyes were slightly closed. He couldn't figure out the situation at all. If he was dazzled and his description of the enemy ship was wrong, maybe he was too far away and couldn't see clearly. However, the distance was
It can't be wrong.
You know, Count Lyman has a total of fifty ships in his hands, and his strength cannot be underestimated.
If it was really the Ming Dynasty's fleet that came over, there was only one possibility. This fleet came from the Ming Dynasty itself.
It seems that the matter is far more serious than I imagined.
"Send the order, everyone, prepare to fight!"
"yes!"
The herald left in a hurry, and Taoglu put on his military uniform, pinned the medal of highest honor on his chest, and walked out of the room.
Several major generals have received orders and are gathering their troops, and the entire port is busy.
Immediately afterwards, the rapid bell rang, and everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at Duke Taoglu, who was dressed in military uniform.
"Othman's fellow warriors, the time has come for the decisive battle!"
Taoglu stood on a high platform and shouted: "The Ming Dynasty's fleet has arrived, but they made a mistake, a huge mistake!"
"That's their ignorance and arrogance. They don't know that any force is vulnerable to the invincible Ottoman navy!"
"These Easterners don't know what is about to happen, so let us tell them that next, the brave and fearless Ottoman navy will defeat them head-on!"
"Notify all soldiers to prepare for battle, prepare muskets and artillery, board our warships, and then welcome a new victory!"
"In God's name, people from the East will regret coming here!"
Taoglu was very decisive in issuing orders. He was confident that he would win this battle and let the Ming army from the east be buried under the sea.
The order was passed on, and the Ottoman navy began to board the ship.
They shouted loudly, pulled hard on the sail, and then pulled up the anchor.
Amidst the huge sound of waves, the Ottoman fleet showed a perfect formation and sailed towards the Ming fleet.
As the sun sets in the west, the sea surface illuminated by the afterglow shows a bright red color.
On the flagship King Muhad, Taoglu clearly saw the other side's ships through the telescope.
What puzzled him was that the other party's ship seemed to have no mast!
Moreover, the sheer number of them is mind-numbing.
From a distance, the field of vision is almost covered, at least there are more than a hundred ships.
But, so what?
He still believed that the Ming army's ships were nothing more than that. No matter how many there were, they were nothing more than living targets on the sea.
"Full speed ahead, ready to fight!"
Behind him was all the power of the Ottoman navy, with more than three hundred ships.
The gun muzzle on the ship has been raised, and the black barrel pokes out.
The sails on the King Harder were making noise, and the sailors were skillfully controlling the turntable as the opponent approached.
As a flagship pilot, he needs to find the best angle to expose the opponent's hull to his own artillery, and then... destroy them!
Behind the flagship, the ships on both wings had already begun to tacitly circle around, preparing to intercept it.
Yes, they even calculated each other's escape route.
Like a pack of hungry wolves hunting prey, they cooperate with each other and prepare to bite each other's throats.
The remaining light of the setting sun has completely turned red, like blood.
Close!
A smile appeared at the corner of Taoglu's mouth. It doesn't matter if there are many, it doesn't matter if it is big, it's not...
etc!
The smile on his face gradually became stiff, because through the telescope tube, he saw that the opponent's ship seemed to reflect a metallic light.
what's the situation?
Taoglu thought he was dazzled, so he rubbed his eyes and picked up the telescope again.
The distance between the two sides got closer. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the other side's ship, reflecting the metallic light. This time, they could see clearly.
armor?
Taoglu looked at the tall armored ship in his field of vision in astonishment, billowing thick smoke and heading towards him.
At that moment, he had some doubts.
Did it just get violent?
No, I didn’t sleep just now!
When he was doubting his life, the huge iron armor had revealed its hideous appearance.
The hull of the ship is covered with dark muzzles, like monsters from the abyss, slowly opening their claws.
Taoglu finally realized why the herald would say such things.
Are Orientals devils from hell?
Although he didn't know why the enemy ships were covered in iron armor or why they were emitting black smoke, he knew that he had no way out.
At this point, no matter what kind of monster we face, we can only give it a try.
"soldiers!"
Taoglu composed himself and began to deliver his final speech: "God is taking care of us. No matter whether the opponent is a man or a devil, the Ottoman navy is invincible. Listen to my orders and prepare the artillery..."
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Before his speech ended, a low roar came from the sea.
Boom!
Boom!
Countless cannon shots rang out, Taoglu quickly picked up his telescope, and then saw flames coming out of the opponent's ship.
At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind.
Why did the Ming army's artillery fire from the front instead of sideways?
The shell drew a beautiful arc from the sky and landed directly on the deck of the King Harder.
Boom!
The huge explosion blew the entire deck away, flames shot into the sky, sawdust flew everywhere, and there was a wailing sound.
Before Taoglu even understood the situation, he was already thrown away by the shock wave of the explosion.
The people on the boat went crazy. They only knew that the cannonballs were solid iron lumps. How could they explode?
Subsequently, more explosive bombs struck and fell among the Ottoman fleet.
Boom!
Boom!
Amidst bursts of explosions, countless ships began to sink.
The soldiers on the ship suffered numerous casualties or even jumped off the ship to escape. Although they knew very well that there was almost no possibility of survival in the vast ocean, it was still better than being killed by a bomb...
Under the constant suppression of artillery fire, the Ming army's fleet was approaching, but it showed no sign of slowing down and instead rammed headlong into it.
The battle was almost a replica of the morning, exactly the same.
The ironclad ship ran rampant in an extremely brutal manner, cutting off enemy ships one by one.
In the cabin, Zhu Qizhen drank tea quietly and waited for the results of the battle.
"emperor!"
Yuan Bin came in and reported: "More than 300 enemy ships have been wiped out in this battle. There are a large number of Ottomans in the sea asking for help. Do you want to rescue them?"
"What to save? Leave it to feed the sharks!"
"yes!"
Yuan Bin agreed and then asked: "Where are you going next? Are you going back to Ceylon Island to rest?"
"unnecessary!"
Zhu Qizhen picked up the tea cup and drank it all in one gulp, and then said: "Go ashore!"
"However, the situation on the shore is unknown, and I am worried..."
"No need to worry, we have sent orders to the three thousand battalions to prepare for landing operations. People who stand in the way will kill, and Buddhas who stand in the way will kill the Buddha!"
Yuan Bin saluted again: "I obey the order!"
The fleet sailed northward in a mighty manner, and the road was smooth.
When Taoglu went to sea, he took away all the warships and even all the maritime power of the entire Ottoman Empire.
After this battle, there was no Ottoman navy in the world.
The Ottomans who stayed behind were still waiting for news of victory, but the nightmare had come.
The Ming fleet bombarded the port indiscriminately, completely destroying the port's defenses, and then slowly docked.
The Three Thousand Battalion has been waiting for too long, just like a tiger coming out, destroying everything along the way.
The Shenji Battalion continued to use artillery to suppress the opponent's effective forces and provide long-range cover for the 3,000 Battalion.
This battle only lasted for an hour, mainly because it was dark, I couldn't see the road, and I was unfamiliar with the place. I didn't know where to pursue, so I had to go back to the port to rest.
Early the next morning, the three thousand battalion continued to attack, searching everywhere for the remaining Ottomans.
The orders they received were to leave no one alive, not to accept surrender, but to kill rather than bury them.
Two days later, a ship from Ceylon slowly docked.
Fan Mingchen, Zhang Mao, Peng Qing, and Tang Xinggu stepped off the boat and couldn't help but sigh when they saw the scene around them.
All the fortifications were destroyed and it was almost in ruins.
As far as the eye could see, there was not a single Ottoman in sight, so I guess they were all gone.
"My lord, Fan Mingchen, wishes to see my emperor, long live him!"
"I, Zhang Mao, wish me long live my emperor!"
"Your Majesty Peng Qing, I wish you long live my emperor!"
"I, Tang Xinggu, wish my emperor long live!"
The four people stepped forward to pay homage. Zhu Qizhen raised his hand and said, "Excuse me, gentlemen!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Zhu Qizhen looked at Fan Mingchen and asked, "How is Duke Liang?"
"Back to the emperor, my father has woken up and is currently recuperating."
Zhu Qizhen nodded and said: "It's okay as long as everything is fine. A tiger father has no dog sons. The father and son of the Qing family are both good people!"
Fan Mingchen hurriedly saluted: "I, my father and my son, have betrayed the divine grace and almost lost Ceylon. Please punish me!"
"What is the punishment? The deployment of Ceylon Island was decided by me. Do I need to issue a self-incriminating edict?"
"Your Majesty said something serious, I didn't mean it this way..."
Fan Mingchen was a little frightened. This was the first time he was talking to the emperor face to face. He didn't know what to do. Seeing that he had made the emperor unhappy, he didn't know what to do.
However, Zhu Qizhen did not want to get entangled with him and said, "What country was this place called before?"
Tang Xinggu took it and said: "Back to the emperor, this is the country of Tike."
"Tik Country? What is this name?"
"That's why the king of this place is named Tik. This place has not yet been civilized. Although it is called a country, it is at best a tribal alliance."
Zhu Qizhen nodded and continued: "Is there anyone else in the Tike family?"
"According to the information obtained by Wei Chen, after the Ottomans landed, they killed all the Tik family. There should be no descendants left."
"nobody……"
Zhu Qizhen pondered for a moment and said: "I will reluctantly help them manage this land!"
Tang Xinggu smiled awkwardly and said: "In the whole world, could it be the land of the king? On the shore of the land, could it be the ministers of the king? If King Tike knew that the emperor personally avenged him, he would definitely offer this land with both hands.
, to thank the emperor for his kindness."
"I think so too!"
Zhu Qizhen smiled knowingly and continued: "This place is temporarily under the jurisdiction of Ceylon City. As for its future development, it will be left to the Qing family."
Tang Xinggu was overjoyed and said: "I will definitely live up to the divine grace!"
The scope of the Ceylon Dusi is larger, and the power of his commanding colleagues is also greater. Moreover, this place is isolated overseas and far away from the mainland of the Ming Dynasty. In other words, being an official here is no different from that of the Tu emperor.
Fan Zhong only cares about the military and political affairs, not the civil affairs. The most important thing is that this person does not exclude himself. He will even ask for advice humbly when he encounters problems. How can there be such a good thing in the world?
Zhu Qizhen looked at Peng Qing again and asked, "The Qing family has suffered!"
Peng Qing was very moved and said: "I am causing trouble for the emperor."
This war was all caused by him, and Liang Guogong almost lost his life, so that he felt deeply guilty.
"The Ottomans are so ambitious that they even dare to rob my fleet. Don't worry, the Qing family. I will lead my troops to fight there and avenge the Qing family!"
Peng Qing looked surprised and said: "Your Majesty, please don't be rash!"
"If I don't kill him, how can I save my face?"
"But……"
Peng Qing was a little anxious. It seemed that the emperor was not here to rescue, but was preparing to launch a national war.
It would be fine if it were some small border country, but Ottoman is not small!
This country comes from a branch of the Turks and came to the Persian Gulf through continuous migration.
After King Muhad succeeded to the throne, he personally led an army of 100,000 to conquer the Eastern Roman Empire in one fell swoop. From then on, he established the Ottoman Empire with Constantinople as its capital. The empire radiated to the Persian Gulf, the Mediterranean, the Red Sea, the Caspian Sea and other important
The sea area is extremely powerful.
Although the Ottoman navy was completely wiped out, their combat effectiveness on land cannot be underestimated.
The fleet of the Ming Dynasty came from thousands of miles away and had to land for battle. The time, place, and people were both indispensable.
"The Ottomans have paid the price. This hatred should not be too deep. I ask the emperor to think twice!"
"Do you think the Qing family will let the Ottomans give up?"
Peng Qing frowned and did not answer.
Zhu Qizhen put away the smile on his face and said: "According to my decree, we will set off to attack the Ottomans in three days!"