open sea

Drive together
Marching in the dark is the hardest thing, especially for the weary bannermen.

In the usual training in Xiangshan, I have marched 150 miles a day, but marching in the dark is more troublesome. In order to rush, I even left only three artillery pieces in Guangzhou City, and only six centurions left all the way south.

Even so, they still stopped three times on the road, and it was dawn when they met Bai Yuanjie's department on the shore of Shunde.

Chen Mu's mental state was not bad, and the desire to capture Zeng Yiben drove him to be full of energy. The key was that he rode a horse and followed the troops on the march. Although he was a little tired, he was much more relaxed than the Banner Army.

If they rely solely on their tired army, let alone playing Zeng Yiben, even if they are allowed to sail the boat, they will have to sleep halfway, and they will hit the rocks if they wobble. wait here.

"You counted it. Half an hour ago, the Japanese pirates had more than 20 small boats heading towards Xin'an. I wanted to intercept them there, but I was worried that revealing their whereabouts would ruin the big thing. Besides, they still have troops on the shore." Chen Lin was really anxious. Seeing Chen Mu, he said, "There are a lot of ships, all of which are newly built Cantonese ships. Jingchen said that some of them are still equipped with cannons."

"I want to fight in the sea, Jingchen wants to fight on land, what do you think?"

Bai Yuanjie was not in a hurry, but still had the energy to notice Chen Mu, and asked, "Are you hurting your arm?"

Chen Mu nodded with a wry smile, and asked Chen Lin, "How many guns does your ship have?"

"Four lucky boats, four fast boats, eight gun rafts, forty Francine guns and ten gun rafts, two of which are under repair and cannot be used, otherwise there will be two more gun rafts."

The two naval commanders under Chen Lin's command, the artillery equipment of this kind of warship is actually very strong. Although the Dafu ship only has six Franglers, the main force of the Ming army's navy has always been bird guns, fire bricks, and rockets. Even though these firearms have paid more attention to ship cannons in recent years, they are still limited in structure and placement. The key to fighting is to shoot and jump at close range.

"not enough."

Chen Mu shook his head. Even so, it was still far behind. With the addition of the two centipede ships under his command, the cannons of the ship were comparable to a hundred Francois machines, and the number of ships was too small, far inferior to the dozen or so black tails under Zeng Yiben. Fuchuan, a huge fleet of more than 20 white boats.

"We have too few guns, and the Japanese pirate ship has at least 180 Francophones. Brother Chen thinks the naval battle can be won?"

"Tch, cannons are so useful, are Japanese people enough to fuck them?"

Chen Lin sneered at this, and smiled at Chen Mu: "You just bring 600 people, and the Japanese casualties will not be less than you, otherwise you won't come. We have a lot of people on board, so we don't fight with him. We just chase after him." The boats jumped to fight, and they ate him one by one. Zeng Ben dared to fight with us? He just wanted to run!"

Chen Lin's analysis was right. Chen Mu was a bit psychologically affected by the Japanese pirates firing all kinds of guns in Guangcheng. After thinking about it carefully, this is indeed the truth. Now he made up his mind and asked Chen Lin: "If it is a pursuit, can we Drive them to a port, force them to land?"

"Tuen Mun, only Tuen Mun."

As soon as Chen Mu finished speaking, Chen Lin already mentioned a place name, "When you leave the river, you must go to Tuen Mun, and only there can the pirates enter the sea and get rid of us... What Chen Qianhu means is that the decisive battle will be at Tuen Mun?"

Not only did Chen Lin understand, Bai Yuanjie also understood what Chen Mu was thinking.

Even though Laobai is the only one in Qingyuan to recruit barbarians and use the water army in the Neihe River, he has never fought a naval battle and does not know enough about sea routes, but this does not affect the fact that the art of war is interoperable, and must be formed locally. Set up the victory.

"I'm going to Tuen Mun, Erlang, your adopted son in Xiangshan?" Bai Yuanjie immediately planned to divide his troops to harass and outflank him. When he mentioned that Li Dan still had doubts, he said, "Can you trust Fanren?"

Chen Mu nodded. To win this battle on the sea, the key lies in the warships. Two centipede ships alone may not be able to defeat more than a dozen lucky ships. They also need to rely on the armed merchant ships of the Portuguese and Quan merchants. He nodded and said: "Fanyi value profit, they want to please the imperial court to maintain their trade in Haojing, I will send someone to Li Dan to take someone to meet you in Tuen Mun."

"Brother Chen and I sailed the boat together and waited for the Japanese pirates to gallop away and take the tail. Zeng San is always a big fish, he can't escape!"

Seeing the three of them discussing the military plan with a heart-to-heart discussion, Vice Zhang Qianhu, who was still unable to get in the way, his eyes lit up when he heard this sentence, nodded and said: "The leader of the Fujian-Guangzhou pirates captured with the army, such a feat, is enough for everyone to join hands The official enters the noble!"

In normal times, Chen Lin would probably be displeased when he heard this kind of words. He didn't value it. Although both civil and martial arts were wild, he always flaunted his ambition with both civil and military skills, and valued righteousness over profit.

But at this time, hearing Zhang Yongshou's words, Chen Lin's brows that had been frowned slightly relaxed, "I cannot escape the blame for the bandit's entry into the Guangfu this time, so I must catch him!"

Bai Yuanjie also nodded in agreement. Among the four, probably only Zhang Yongshou was dedicated to getting promoted and making a fortune. The three of them had more or less long-term ambitions in their hearts, and how to achieve them was the same goal—merit.

Zeng Yiben is the greatest meritorious service, far better than Chen Mu's life and death in the city of Guangzhou!

The order went on, and the rider brought Chen Mu's own letter to Xiangshan to find Li Dan to inform him of the current situation and the next battle plan. The ship was boarded by the Qingcheng Banner Army of Bai Yuanjie's Ministry.

Although Xiangshan Qianhu has many warships, there are only four Franglers on the Fuchuan, which is of little significance in the subsequent harassment, and all of them are directly driven by Bai Yuanjie to the garrison, ready to chase and intercept them on the road.

Instructing Long Junxiong to go to the mast and use binoculars to keep an eye on the sea surface. Chen Mu, who was standing on the shore to see Bai Yuanjie off, felt a heavy sleepiness in his mind. Dangerous naval battles.

The four of them bid farewell to each other on the shore. Chen Mu tied the crane arm with his left hand, and his movements were awkward, "It's up to the sky to make things happen, and it's up to people to plan things. The few of you are all promising people, even if it's luck, everything can be guaranteed."

When he said this, Chen Mu even bowed his hands to his Deputy Qianhu.

Deng Zilong and Bai Yuanjie's faces were extremely awkward, Chen Lin also raised his head and laughed loudly: "You, Chen Erlang, are the one with a bright future. You have won Guanghaiwei and Guangzhou City in succession. I'm afraid it will be me, Chen Lin, in the future." When I see you, I have to salute and call you sir, but instead say to us...Jing Chen, take care!"

These people don't know what kind of situation they will have in the future, but Chen Mu knows.

Bai Yuanjie, Commander of Shiyin Qingyuan Guard, Commander of Guangdong Capital, Tongzhi of the Governor.

Governor of the Left Army, Shangzhu State, Doctor Jin Ziguanglu, and Deng Zilong.

Not to mention Chen Lin who led Deng Zilong, Bai Yuanjie and other Guangdong soldiers to fight against the Japanese during the Wanli period.

Working with them, the best generals of this era, should be no problem at all.

On the blinding sea surface of Jiangkou, dark clouds hang down, as if a storm is brewing.

He has been on par with these people... With the satisfaction of stepping into history, Chen Mu fell asleep wearing light mail in the centipede boat slowly rocking with the river waves.

Until the chaotic noise woke him up, the guarded family soldiers stood in front of the couch, knelt down on one knee and said, "Master Chen, the Japanese pirates are sailing!"

(End of this chapter)