The back door of my house can last until the end of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 305 Support Puppet

Many times, many things are in vain.

But even if it's futile, you have to bite the bullet.

Charles also knew that his strength was far inferior to the opponent's.

Mount Tai is overwhelmed, this word is used to describe the current Charles, and it is perfect.

Had Charles known the word, he would have blurted it out.

Looking at the two tall and tall steel warships in front of him, Charles' mood was as cold as the ice in the twelfth lunar month.

The sailors on the ship are basically like this.

No one has seen such a huge warship, it is simply a weapon of war.

The resulting sense of oppression, as if from the abyss of hell, made them breathless.

"Quickly set up the offensive formation and rush straight up!"

Charles yelled.

His voice was trembling, and he had reached an extremely dangerous situation.

Zheng Zhilong quietly looked at the sailing battleship ahead, with a lot of sarcasm on his face.

The chief of staff next to him asked: "My lord, should we take advantage of this moment to attack and destroy them all directly?"

Zheng Zhilong shook his head and said with a smile: "There is no need to be so hasty, remember, our warships are invincible.

Wait for them to set up their camp before launching an attack.Use this method to directly trample them all to death! "

Bold, insolent.

Zheng Zhilong felt that he was back when he was young.

At this moment, he became the powerful and aloof hero back then.

The speed of the two ironclad ships was very fast, and it didn't take long to complete the offensive formation.

Under Zheng Zhilong's order, there was no order to attack, and they were waiting quietly.

Charles was also puzzled.

He is not a piece of trash.

The warship that once commanded the parliament defeated the warship of Charles I several times.

If it was him, he would definitely launch an attack when he just got a foothold.

But now, the enemy just set up an offensive posture and did not launch an attack.

This weird situation really made Charles unable to understand.

He didn't think about it carefully, and in a short time, he put this thought behind him.

All the merchant ships, all gathered behind.

The sail battleships are all concentrated in the front, forming a T shape.

Seeing that the battle formation was completed, Zheng Zhilong stopped hiding.

Without further ado, the order to attack was issued.

On the deck of the Chang'an, the main gun was aimed at a sailing battleship ahead.

A high-explosive shell is loaded into the barrel.

With a loud noise, the shell flew out of the barrel and flew towards the sailing battleship.

"Whoa!"

The shell fell to the ground, and a water column more than ten feet high was blown up.

The water column finally fell to the sea again, heading towards Charles head-on.

Those people on the deck were all drowned.

Charles was drenched all over his body as if he had been fished out of the water.

Compared with the uncomfortable water stains on his body, what made him more uncomfortable was the shells fired by this giant steel ship.

Although it didn't land on his ship, the huge power made him flustered.

If this falls on the deck, the ship will probably be blown through in an instant.

One shell sinks a ship.

Even more frightening is the terrifying range.

Far beyond their artillery several times.

This is equivalent to that Charles is holding a kitchen knife, while the opposite is Zhang Ba Snake Spear.

This level of crushing is simply invincible.

Under one shell, the strength can be seen at a glance.

At the same time, a frightening thought suddenly emerged from his mind.

He thought of the cannonball that had been rumored in the West before.

At first, he didn't believe that the shell was real.

But now, he had to believe it.

"Could it be that they came from the east? Could it be that the east is really so powerful?!" Charles couldn't settle down.

Just as he was thinking selflessly, a shrill cry suddenly came from his ear.

I hurriedly followed the sound and saw white lines all over the sky.

In front of each white line, there is an orange flame.

While marveling at the white smoke in the sky, the light of fire appeared in front of Charles.

A rocket landed on a sailing battleship next to it.

The explosion projected the white phosphorus burning inside to the surroundings, and the flames instantly enveloped the entire ship.

Almost instantly, the ship was engulfed in flames, turning into a gorgeous firework.

"What, what is this?!"

Charles screamed.

Because he saw the scene when the planks of the ship burned underwater.

This is a scene he has never seen before, this is the flames from hell.

The flame produced when the white phosphorous bomb burns is naturally the nemesis of wooden warships.

Once it is contaminated, it is not so easy to extinguish it.

Don't give up until you burn the ship completely.

A considerable part of the sailors on the ship were also engulfed in flames.

Even if they jump into the water, it is of no use.

This is the gangrene of the bones, and I will never give up until the contaminated things are burned.

The rockets roared continuously, and even though the accuracy was poor, almost all of the offensive formations that were finally put on fire were ignited due to the number.

An unrivaled fireworks took place in front of Zheng Zhilong and the others.

Zheng Zhilong looked at the scene in front of him, and the corners of his mouth turned slightly.

For him, this is no different from the fireworks that are set off during the New Year.

Luckily for Charles, his ship was never ignited.

The reason for this is that he let the sailors take control of the ship and escaped just after the flames were ablaze.

The so-called aristocratic spirit is to preserve oneself.

But his luck didn't last forever.

The Chang'an found him running for his life.

Zheng Zhilong would not let any ship go, and ordered the Chang'an to advance at full speed and pursue it at top speed.

Sail battleships are very fast when the wind is down.

But under Chang'an, it's just an incompetent snail.

The huge hull of the Chang'an arrived behind Charles in an instant.

The bow of the steel ship pushed forward and pressed against the top of the ship Charles was on.

There was a constant creaking sound, and the planks were cracking, about to disintegrate.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Charles hugged a mast and screamed loudly.

Never seen such a scene.

This is a feeling that makes people unable to resist, this is a feeling that makes people desperate to the extreme.

This is a steel method, forcibly destroying all the honor in his heart.

At this time, he could only hold the mast.

The tail of the sailing battleship was crushed into slag.

The hull began to list.

Charles didn't dare to look, his eyes were tightly closed, and he kept praying in his heart, hoping to live.

"Intensify the horsepower, rush over, and crush directly!" Zheng Zhilong continued to order.

Chang'an's speed increased a bit, and its momentum continued to increase.

Accompanied by a tooth-piercing sound, the sailing battleship was finally "shattered".

Looking at the wooden planks floating on the sea, Zheng Zhilong smiled.

He is very satisfied with his work.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly saw Charles lying on a wooden plank, crazily scratching the surface of the sea.

Looking through the binoculars, Zheng Zhilong smiled.

That obese body, coupled with the luxurious service, was incompatible with the current environment.

"As long as this boat is bigger than other boats, and the clothes on this person are more luxurious than others, he should be a big fish.

That being the case, let's have a good time with you! "Zheng Zhilong looked at the chief of staff behind him with a smile, and said: "Let the Chang'an slow down, and tease this fat-headed fish!" "

The fat head fish is Charles.

The speed of Chang'an began to slow down, and it kept a constant speed, following behind Charles, lingering in the distance.

The roar of the engine was heard clearly by Charles, and he hurriedly turned around to look.

This time he was terrified.

From the perspective of looking up, the Chang'an was extraordinarily tall and straight, hanging in front of him like a hill.

The feeling of suffocation hit his face, and even made him stop pulling the sea water.

A hanging ladder was thrown from the deck of the Chang'an and landed in front of Charles.

The meaning is already very obvious.

He was thinking whether he should go up or not.

It didn't last long, just a dozen or so breaths, and he obediently climbed up the ladder.

If you don't go up, you die.

Go up, risk death.

If you can die a little later, you can die a little later.

Zheng Zhilong quietly looked at the position of the ladder, a fat head poking out his head.

The soldiers next to him rushed up, grabbed him by the neck, pulled him up, and pressed him in front of Zheng Zhilong.

"Who are you?!" Zheng Zhilong asked in Hongyi language.

Charles was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly answered in Hongyi language in a polite manner.

Zheng Zhilong has been wandering on the sea for so long, so he naturally speaks the Hongyi language.

In today's west, Hongyi belongs to a big mountain.

Charles naturally also understood the Hongyi language.

It's also a bit weird to say.

A Han, an Anglo, actually talked in the Hongyi language on the Arabian Sea.

However, this matter will not last long.

In the near future, there will be only one language left in the world, and that is Chinese.

"You said you are British? Charles? It's the parliament that asked you to do business?!"

Looking at Charles kneeling in front of him, Zheng Zhilong asked.

Not too surprised, Zheng Zhilong naturally knows the country of Britain and the system of parliament.

"Yeah, now that His Royal Highness is getting stronger and stronger, we have no other choice"

Charles was so respectful, he said everything he could and couldn't say in one go.

"Yeah, I thought that Emperor Chongzhen was emptied by the ministers back then and became a clay sculpture Bodhisattva, but I didn't expect you to be even more powerful, and you even directly confronted the emperor. Isn't this a traitor? It's really interesting!"

Zheng Zhilong mocked.

It was true that he was a pirate, but under the influence of decades of "benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and trustworthiness", he felt extremely disgusted with the British Parliament at this time.

"That is to say, there is almost no cargo on these merchant ships of yours? Nothing?!"

As he listened, Zheng Zhilong's face collapsed.

The main purpose of Charles this time is to go to India to buy spices and gems, and then bring them back to the West to sell.

This is on the way to go, and naturally there is no property on the merchant ship.

After hearing what Charles said, Zheng Zhilong was furious.

Co-authored, worked hard, and got nothing.

This made Zheng Zhilong a little annoyed.

"I wasted so many shells, spent so much money, and got nothing. It's a bit unreasonable!"

Zheng Zhilong gritted his teeth and stood up, holding a knife, and walked towards Charles.

Charles was frightened and dumbfounded, feces and urine flowed out from under his crotch.

The frightening scene just now had already terrified him enough, and now he saw the vicious Zheng Zhilong again, and he couldn't hold back any of them, and passed out directly.

Although he has some abilities, no matter how capable he is, he can't hold back the constant fright.

There is no end to a person's courage, once frightened, only weakness remains.

That's what Charles is now.

Seeing Charles lying on the ground like a dead pig, Zheng Zhilong shook his head helplessly.

"I really don't have a bit of courage, I was scared and fainted!"

Put down the knife in your hand and let the soldiers take Charles down.

Just now figured out Charles' identity.

His identity is of great use to Zheng Zhilong now.

If you want to sell the weapons you brought, the best way is to support the agent.

Zheng Zhilong has done this before, and he is already familiar with it.

Seeing Charles being helped down by the soldiers, a plan was gradually born in Zheng Zhilong's heart.

"This is a soft guy who fainted from fright, and should be an easy-to-control person.

What His Majesty means is to squeeze money from the West as much as possible, and to kill these people in the West.

That being the case, why not support him?Make him Lord of England? "

The more I think about it, the more I think this is possible.

Therefore, Zheng Zhilong sent back his thoughts and what happened here through the radio.

It is nearly tens of thousands of kilometers away from Chang'an. Unless there is satellite communication, it is difficult for the radio station to transmit the information here.

But this does not mean that Zheng Zhilong has no choice.

After sweeping away Hongyi's influence, Zheng Zhilong set up a radio transfer station in the sphere of influence that originally belonged to Hongyi.

There is also Hongyi's sphere of influence on the Indian Peninsula, and many people are involved.

Therefore, Zheng Zhilong's news can also be sent back.

At the same time, in the fleet, there is also a communication unit specially trained by Sun Jie.

Zheng Zhilong's trip to the west this time is not only to sell weapons, but also to serve as a front-runner.

Along the coastline, radio communication stations should be built along the way.

These communication units will be like nails, along the coastline from east to west, all over the entire Eurasian continent.

In the era when there was no satellite communication, this method could only be used.

These communication units are powerful and have the most powerful weapons, enough to establish communication stations.

The Hongyi were able to build the city of Zeelandia on Taiyuan Island, and these soldiers could still build communication stations along the coastline.

These radio stations are all high-power stations with high power and high power consumption, so they are all equipped with small generators.

These generators are all high-power small steam generators customized by Sun Jie from Hyundai.

More than enough to supply high powered radios.

The role of the communication station is not only responsible for the transfer of information.

They are also bridgeheads, and they are also responsible for collecting various information and geographical conditions of the location, drawing topographic maps, and preparing for the arrival of the army in the future.

There is no problem with supplies. With such a powerful weapon, can you still be hungry?

(End of this chapter)