The battle started immediately. The Ming Dynasty's invincible fleet rushed in without any fancy. After entering the narrow port, the ships quickly spread out in a wild goose shape on both sides, unfolding like a huge net.
The ships turned sideways one after another, and the Tiger Roaring Cannons hit the enemy's side. The black muzzles began to roar after entering the fighting distance two miles away.
Violent explosions resounded over the bay, and water columns rose from the water and fell like rain. The scene was even spectacular.
When the Ming Dynasty Armada began to fire, the Franco-Japanese warships had not yet entered the firing distance. The three centipede ships were in an embarrassing situation. If they moved forward, they would risk being hit in vain. If they did not
If you move forward, you won't be able to reach the opponent at all.
On the three Centipede ships, only a dozen heavy-duty Folan cannons could barely reach each other.
"Captain Matthews, advance or retreat?" a French officer asked amidst the rumble of artillery.
To Matthews, these words seemed to be asking: Survival or destruction?
The answer is self-evident.
"Go forward, retreat, retreat back to the castle. How can we fight here? They have seven warships, and their firepower is stronger than ours. How can we defeat them?" Matthews said loudly.
"But... retreating... wouldn't it mean defeat? Hiding in the castle is not an option." Officer Fo Langji shouted.
"Are you stealing? The castle is four miles away from the dock, and their cannons can't reach it at all. They have to land and attack by storm, but in that case, aren't they asking for death? Don't you know how strong our castle is? Our castle is on
How many fortifications, how many musket trenches?" Matthews scolded.
"But that's not a problem." The officer muttered.
"Stand and wait for help. Use the raven to spread the news and go out to ask for help. There are so many ships coming from the other side. I don't know what happened to Governor Yaxin and the others. It's probably more serious than bad. These people are coming for us. This matter needs to be done.
Report to Commander-in-Chief Almeida and Governor Goya and ask them to send a large fleet to deal with them, do you understand? Idiot. Ouch...order the retreat quickly."
Matthews's words were interrupted by a shell that landed about ten feet away from the side of the ship. A large number of shrapnel rained down on the ship's house, causing sawdust to fly into the outer fenders of the ship's house and leaving holes all over.
Matthews crawled on the ground and gave the order to retreat. The three Centipede ships fired more than a dozen cannons, and without knowing whether they hit each other, they turned around and headed towards the dock.
Over here, Wang Hong was furiously cursing. Because so many warships fired cannons, they were unable to sink the opponent's warships. The three centipede ships were able to turn around and escape under the heavy fire. This is simply a shame.
"More than half a month ago, we were seven against six, and we sank the opponent in half an hour. Now the opponent only has three warships, but none of them were sunk. It's so embarrassing that we have to throw it into my grandma's house. You all have eyes on your butts.
What? Don’t you know how to aim and hit?”
Wang Hong rushed to the cabin and cursed at the personnel who planned to shoot Zhu Yuan.
"Master Wang, we can't be blamed for this. Last time, the range was small and the enemies were gathered together, so we could win quickly. This time the three ships of the opponent are so far together, and the sea is so open. It's like shooting mosquitoes with a crossbow. How can it be accurate? Distance
It’s better to be closer, you can aim directly. At this distance, you have to calculate the trajectory. The opponent is moving..."
"It's a ballistic calculation. It's full of reasons. I say one thing, you say ten. Anyway, the Duke is watching and will definitely curse him. You'd better aim for me." Wang Hong actually knew what the other party said.
Yes, he is also familiar with naval battles and knows that it is not easy to hit the opponent, especially bombardment at extreme distances. But this scene is embarrassing after all, and I guess the Lord Protector will be furious.
But he guessed wrong. Zhang Yanling on the deck of the flagship ship of the Star was not angry. Looking at the opponent turning around and walking away, Zhang Yanling was boasting about his opponent.
"It's amazing. He who knows the current situation is truly a hero. When he knew he was outmatched, he didn't hesitate at all and ran away. This kind of decisiveness is really rare. The opponent's commander is a talent."
"Cousin, they ran away, and you still praise them? Doesn't that mean you can't hit them?" Tan Changshun asked angrily from the side.
Zhang Yanling patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Brother Changshun, they can't run away. Where can they run? Ashore? Go into the forest? Go back to the castle to hide? Changshun, remember, the people I'm targeting, they
They can't run away. They either surrender or risk their lives, but they can't run away."
Tan Changshun nodded in agreement. During his time at sea, he had seen many big scenes that others would never see in their lifetime. He was really a lucky man.
"Master Wang is cursing people. He is very angry because he missed the enemy ship." Chen Shiyi came in from the deck and said loudly.
Zhang Yanling said with a smile: "Isn't it normal to miss? Send the order and the fleet will advance and force them ashore. We have caught a turtle in a jar, so why are we anxious?"
Chen Shiyi accepted the promise and went to deliver the order. The fleet stopped the bombardment and used a large net to narrow the encirclement toward the dock to prevent them from slipping through the net.
There was chaos near the pier. When the Ming fleet opened fire, the people on the pier and on the civilian boats were shocked at first, and then exploded. People with low IQs also realized the danger was coming, and they began to run towards the shore, towards the top of the pier.
Running up the hillside, there was a sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling.
The adults of the Franco Kingdom they called also quickly abandoned the ship and fled to the castle on the cliff. Matthews did not forget to order some people to light a few fires on the ship before leaving to burn the warship. The warship could not be burned.
The enemy captured the warship.
When the big ship of Zhang Yanling and others arrived near the pier, there was no one at the top and bottom of the pier. There were only a few large ships burning violently and billowing black smoke, and dozens of empty small boats.
"Damn it, these white-skinned pigs actually set the ship on fire by themselves. We didn't sink them, but they destroyed their own ship." Chen Shiyi sighed.
Zhang Yanling said: "It's a pity that the Folan cannon on the ship was not recovered."
Chen Shiyi narrowed his eyes and looked at the shore and said: "The Fo Langji people have escaped into the castle. What should we do? Go ashore and attack? I'm afraid it's not wise. Your castle looks very strong."
Zhang Yanling held up his telescope and looked at the cliff, and saw a large number of Franco soldiers quickly entering the majestic castle on the cliff. There were also people running nervously on the outer and inner walls of the castle, seemingly preparing to defend.
"Going ashore to attack? That's impossible. Send someone to deliver a message to persuade them to surrender. Be polite first and then attack. It's best for them to surrender. If they don't surrender... let's talk about it." Zhang Yanling said with a smile.
Chen Shi nodded, looked at the burning centipede boats at the dock and said, "Blow them up and sink them. The black smoke is choking."
Zhang Yanling said hurriedly: "Don't do that, just tow it away. If it sinks here, it will block the dock. This port will be ours from now on. Don't get yourself in trouble."
Chen Shi suddenly understood, and immediately gave the order. Several iron-clad ships approached in the heat wave, threw out cables and hung them on the side of the centipede boat. They dragged the ships away from the dock and loosened the cables at the foot of a remote mountain cliff in the distance. Then they seemed to
Venting his anger, he bombarded the three centipede boats, and the three centipede boats sank quickly.
At about 4 o'clock in the morning, the brothers who had gone ashore to deliver the letter persuading them to surrender came back, and they were quite angry. They went to persuade them to surrender, but the other party fired at them and even stood on the castle wall from a distance and urinated on them. They were so angry that they cursed.
Endless.
Zhang Yanling knew this was the result. With Fo Langji's urinary nature, how could the arrogant white pigs surrender? Unless they were made to suffer. Zhang Yanling just did what he should do. He went out, stayed away from the Ming Dynasty, and acted on behalf of the Ming Dynasty.
It is better to be polite first and then to fight.
If they don't seize the opportunity if they are given the opportunity, they can't blame others. These people must have thought that they were hiding in the castle and there was nothing they could do to them.
"Send the order, the fleet lines up, and uses the main gun to blast the castle. Slowly, there is plenty of time. They think the castle is safe, and think that our guns can't reach it. But they don't know that I have a main gun. This thing is for this time
of."
When Zhang Yanling said this, everyone remembered that there was a main gun on the ship. It had not been used in the two battles, and it was still covered with an oilcloth.
As a result, seven battleships lined up in a row. The seven main guns peeled off the oil cloth, revealing the black barrels. The operators shook the mechanism to guard, and with a clicking sound, the heavy guns turned awkwardly, and the muzzles were slowly raised.
Lift your head high.
"put!"
"put!"
"put!"
Amidst the commands to fire, the heavy artillery let out a thunderous roar, which shook the whole bay and reverberated with the thunderous sound. The muzzle sprayed fire, and the huge solid iron ball bomb roared out with the sound of wind and thunder. Soon after, a
A few pieces of it hit the castle.
It can be seen from the telescope that every iron bullet hitting the wall of the castle will explode into a cloud of smoke and dust. The mud and rocks will rustle down, the stone will shatter where it is hit, and the rammed earth will collapse. Although this will not happen.
A complete collapse, but such power is satisfying enough.
Not to mention those iron balls that hit the interior of the castle. The buildings in the castle are definitely not as strong as the walls and main buildings. Just hit such an iron ball, and the buildings will collapse, let alone hit people.
.That would probably be like a scene like a hammer smashing a watermelon. It would be very cruel and scary.
Of course, a round of seven solid bullets will not cause much damage, but the bombing continues. One shot after another, the roar comes one after another. The long bombing is endless, and there are shells roaring at any time.
.Each round will cause casualties and casualties in the castle, and the buildings will collapse.
The key point is that this kind of psychological oppression is suffocating. The Francois think that the castle is absolutely safe, but now they are hiding in the castle, but they are being beaten passively. It is as if they are waiting for the judgment of fate, not knowing
At any moment, an iron ball will hit the top of the head. This feeling of helplessness and loss of security makes people nervous.
There are many family members of Franji soldiers and merchants from the Franji Kingdom in the castle, and they are the most afraid. When each round of iron balls roars towards them, the women and ordinary people scream in horror.
, scared to death.
The key is that they have nowhere to hide. The only thing they can do is hide in the church, kneel down and pray to their Lord, hoping that the man who was crucified can save them.
However, an iron ball roared from the main gun of the Liaoyuan, carrying the greetings of Zhang Yanling, the Protector of the Ming Dynasty, and broke through the roof. It hit the huge cross in front of hundreds of believers. After the smoke and dust passed,