Take a plane to the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 459 Kill All

Zhu Changyuan is not in a hurry for the matter on the other side of Mongolia. You can let the Manchu people carry it for a while before talking about it. Although the military power of the Manchu Qing is not good now, it is not just paper, and the fighting power of fighting is still quite good. Considerable.

On the other side of Taiwan, we can't wait for a moment. It can be said that there is no delay. After all, foreign races are killing their own people, and the Dutch are showing off their power in my Chinese territory.

Tolerable or unbearable?
Zhu Changyuan immediately appointed Zheng Chenggong as the vanguard general, and led ten warships to set off from Riyue Island. Each ship carried a thousand soldiers, a total of ten thousand people, and sailed towards Taiwan in a mighty manner.

These 1 people are almost the strongest naval force on Riyue Island.

In addition, each ship is also equipped with excellent artillery, as well as a lot of gasoline and diesel. Moreover, the most important thing is that these ten ships were exchanged by Zhu Changyuan from the system.

In addition, the cutter suction dredger that has been waiting around Riyue Island all year round is also dispatched, but it is impossible to dock and land, but it is patrolling the waters south of Taiwan to prevent the enemy from escaping.

Before Zheng Chenggong left, Zhu Changyuan repeatedly advised: Don't be in a hurry to make meritorious deeds, but fight slowly, coordinate the layout, and kill all the old men in Taiwan one by one, and don't let any one go.

Therefore, he kept Zhu Changyuan's words in mind, and kept thinking about how to land, how to fight, and how to ensure that he could take the lead under the excellent guns of the Dutch.

Of course, as a person who grew up on the sea since he was a child and is very familiar with the seas around Fujian, Zheng Sen naturally knows himself and the enemy of the Dutch in Taiwan.

To be precise, the Dutch occupation of Taiwan is no different from Zhu Changyuan's occupation of Jingxiang and Liaodong. The test is not the large number of people, but the excellent weapons that scare others.

The entire Dutch team entrenched in Taiwan should not exceed 3000 people. These people have artillery in their hands, and a large number of running dogs are working for them on the island. Naturally, it is no problem to rule a small Taiwan.

"General, Taiwan is just ahead, how should we proceed?"

A soldier asked for instructions behind Zheng Chenggong.

Since the departure till now, Zheng Sen has been standing on the bow of the ship watching the sea, silently thinking about the strategy against the enemy, and never gave an order. Now that the ship is approaching Taiwan Island, the soldiers below are also in a hurry.

"No hurry!" Zheng Chenggong turned his head, a hint of sternness flashed across his slightly childish face: "These Dutch devils killed so many Daming people, and they will naturally find them back."

"Sail the boat to the sea east of Fujian first, clean up the little Luo Luo with Xi Songtooth, and then clean up the Dutchman is also good!"

His meaning is obvious, before fighting a big battle, try your hands with these scattered troops in Spain.

You must know that Spain used to be an old maritime power. The Spanish political situation supported many navigators to explore the oceans, such as Magellan who was the first to sail around the world, and Columbus who first discovered the New World. Although they were not Spanish, they were the promoters behind their voyages. And funders, are the Spanish political situation.

It was only during the Wanli period that Spain and the United Kingdom fought a battle, and their invincible fleet was defeated by British pirates. Since then, they have fallen behind in the age of great navigation, second only to the Netherlands and the United Kingdom.

But no matter how weak it is, a dead camel is bigger than a horse, and that kind of maritime strength is not comparable to these small countries in Asia. Therefore, the Spaniards dare to plunder the Chinese coastal people so recklessly.And it was a joy to plunder.

After sailing for a period of time off the coast of Fujian, they found Spanish ships.

There are ten big ships on my side, but the opponent's ships are just a few scattered small boats, and there are no artillery on them.Naturally, it was impossible for Zheng Chenggong to let the ducks he got fly. He calmly commanded his men to beat up these foreigners' boats, killing most of the people on board.

Seeing that there was nothing to do, the remaining people raised small white flags to express their willingness to surrender.

Zheng Chenggong also pursued and fought fiercely, ordered the ships to stop firing, and then sent people to get off the boat to capture the Spaniards, and then got them onto the big ship.

Most of the people on the small boats lost more than half, and the remaining less than 20 people, but the military ranks of these dozen people seem to be slightly higher.

Zheng Chenggong waved his hand and said, "Tie them up and send them to the capital for His Majesty, so that His Majesty can decide their life or death!"

"Don't send us to the capital, we'll give you silver, give you money, let us go?" A Spaniard opened his mouth to speak Chinese that was not fluent as if he was constipated.

They knew very well in their hearts that if they bribed these officers and soldiers now, there was still a way to survive, and if they were really escorted to the capital of the Ming Dynasty, they would really die.

"Huh?" Zheng Chenggong's face darkened slightly, and he said, "So much nonsense, slap your mouth!"

Then the personal soldiers came over, crackled and slapped ten times, and spat out the blood that the Spaniard had slapped.

Although the Spaniard was slapped, he did not change his mind. He opened his mouth wide and said, "General, what we said is true. Let us go. We will give you money. We have a lot of silver. I don't want to go to the capital." , your emperor will skin me."

Zheng Chenggong didn't hit him this time, looked at these Spaniards, thought for a while, and asked: "Our Majesty is unparalleled in benevolence and righteousness, and he is virtuous to the people. He will not peel off your skin. You can rest assured and go to the capital."

The man was about to cry, and said: "General, don't lie to us, I have heard that your Majesty used mercury to skin people alive, it is, it is... brutal."

Zheng Chenggong smiled, showing the original expression on his face, looking at the Spaniard, suddenly sullen his face again, and said: "You know the majesty of my emperor, but you dare to plunder the people of Ming Dynasty like this, you are really audacious."

The Spaniard was silent now.

Zheng Chenggong asked: "How many people are there in total, where are you hiding, and where are your stolen goods?"

The man replied truthfully: "General, there are more than 600 villains in a village in the north of Taiwan. They planned to rob again and then go home. I didn't expect to meet the general's army."

"Lead the way, if you bring me to the place where you are hiding, I will not kill you, otherwise, hehe!" Zheng Chenggong drew out his knife, chopped off the head of a Spaniard next to him, and said, "Just like him."

The Spaniard was trembling with fright, and thought to himself: You just say kill me, if you insist on making such a big metaphor, it scares me to death, scares me to death.

"Okay, okay, as long as my lord can let me live, I am willing to lead the way for you!"

"Go, go."

Zheng Chenggong wiped out all the pirates on the sea outside Fujian, and then led the fleet to continue eastward. Under the leadership of the Spaniard, they landed on a mountain near the sea in northern Taiwan not long after.

At this time, it was evening, and the village the Spaniard mentioned was less than ten miles away.

Zheng Chenggong was not in a hurry, first tied up the Spaniards tightly, then threw them on the boat, and led 3000 people to surround the target village in the dark.

As the captured Spaniard said, all the Spanish pirates here are about five or six hundred.After dark, they were lighting barbecues and drinking wine, and some even had teenage Taiwanese girls sitting beside them.

"Hehe, Siri quack, mud clack, Gulu Guluke!" A big man grinned, and then stretched out his hand to strip off the clothes of a little girl next to him.

The rest of the people all looked lewd and laughed.

Suddenly, a rocket flew from a distance, and with a "swoosh!" it plunged into the sweaty throat of the man who had just stripped his clothes.

"Who?"

All the Spaniards stood up from the ground, took up weapons and prepared to resist.

"Kill!" Zheng Chenggong took the lead, holding a firecracker specially made by the Ming Empire, and killed him from outside the village. Then, 3000 people shouted in unison and rushed to the village.

"Bang, bang, bang!" Zheng Chenggong fired two shots, repelling the two pirates blocking the road.

Although this kind of firecracker in his hand could not kill anyone with a single shot, it was also very powerful, and the places he was hit were all bruised, and sometimes they happened to hit key places, and even if they did not die, they would be seriously injured.

The key point is that the gun shafts of this kind of firecrackers are all made of cast iron. They can be fired from a distance, and they can be directly used as a big iron rod when they are close.

"Bang bang!" "Bang bang!" The firefight sounded non-stop.

Zheng Chenggong relied on the advantages of large numbers of people and being caught by surprise, and the battle ended after 10 minutes. More than 600 pirates were knocked to death, and 100 were killed, and the remaining [-] surrendered directly.

"lay down your weapon!"

After everyone put down their weapons, Zheng Chenggong ordered someone to pick them up, then waved his hand, and gave an order that looked funny and scary to the Spaniards: "Kill them all!"

"Yes!" Facing the unarmed enemy, the soldiers were undoubtedly excited. They plopped up and down for a while, and more than 100 people instantly turned into more than 100 corpses.

"You, don't talk about credibility, you are not human, you are a murderer!"

The Spaniard yelled and cursed loudly before he died, but unfortunately it was useless, because Zheng Sen couldn't understand it at all, and he didn't care.

The persecuted people in those villages trembled with fear when they saw the battle, and wept again when they knew that these people were sent by the emperor to save them.

Zheng Chenggong sent someone to comfort him and said, "Don't worry, the emperor sent someone to rescue you, so you don't have to worry!"

Back on the boat, seeing a dozen Spaniards tied like rice dumplings, Zheng Chenggong went up and rewarded each of them with two big feet, and said viciously: "You Xisongya people are really hateful! Send them all to me. The capital, dedicated to His Majesty!"

The guy who just betrayed his friend's eyes straightened, and yelled heart-piercingly: "You, you, why don't you count what you say?"

Zheng Chenggong snorted: "I just said to save your life, but I didn't say I won't send you to Beijing!"

(End of this chapter)