Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 459
Some people use a young girl as a metaphor for the sea, and what they said is really appropriate. When it is quiet, the sky is clear and the waves are calm, but when it turns its face, it is called a storm and stormy waves. Today, the sea is as quiet as a virgin, gently clamping the little hand in it. She lowered her head shyly between her legs, so well-behaved that one's heart is at ease and one can just think about it for a while.

The begging army lined up on the sea as promised, and even the sails were lowered. They have been at ease for a long time, and some sailors even took out their fishing rods and threw them down to catch fish.

However, with the binoculars on and looking southwest all the time, Song Qingshu's eyes were always on fire.

As a relatively weak side, in order to win, they have to try their best to pre-set the battlefield. Now I have used all my possessions as bait. If Zheng Zhilong is not fooled, so many days of hard work will be in vain, and the next time I defeat Zheng Zhilong's fleet , give him an unforgettable fighter, and he will not know when he will have to wait.

Fortunately, when Song Qingshu changed his eyes for the third time, a mast with a Chinese-style hard sail slowly emerged from the water.

"There is still an hour, Zheng Jun will approach our army!"

The navigator held the ruler and yelled loudly. Song Qingshu's hanging heart finally fell back into his stomach when he heard it in a hoarse voice, and a charming smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Looking back, he felt drowsy Yu'er, and Song Yongzhong who kept squinting his eyes for fear that she would fall over, Song Qingshu suddenly picked up a goblet leisurely from the table on the beach, and tapped Yu'er's little head lightly.

"Niu'er, sing a song for foster father!"

On the other side, compared to the leisurely life of the begging army, Zheng Jun rushed forward with all his strength. These days, the Songjiang navy has always been like a goddess. He can clearly see it, and he is right beside him. It didn't happen that they couldn't keep up with the spare tires. Now, they finally see a glimmer of hope to ravage the goddess. All of them have red eyes and long tongues, and they are afraid that the beggars will run away again. up.

After basking in the sun for almost an hour, even the fat man with rotten teeth on the bow of Zheng Jun's vanguard fleet could still see a few teeth, Song Qingshu finally stretched his waist in a calm manner: "Northeast, At nine o'clock, raise the sails and set sail!!"

It took a while to raise the sails. When the Qihuo Army fleet picked up its speed, Zheng Jun was only 600 meters away from chasing. They rowed together with the sails and oars.

After about half an hour of chasing, unconsciously, the environment has undergone earth-shaking changes.

The originally calm waves are gone, even if there is no storm now, the turbulent ocean can still set off waves several meters high, the beating boats are up and down, violently bumping, the wind is also howling much more than before, and it is also mixed with air-conditioning , The stabbed man straightened his neck, not far away, a depressing black cyclone kept coming here.

The sea of ​​demons quietly began to show its minions!

Here in later generations there is this even more terrifying name, the Japanese Dragon Triangle, which is as famous as the Bermuda Triangle!The grave of countless ships!
From a geographical point of view, this place has also broken away from the continental shelf of the Ryukyu Islands and entered the real deep Pacific Ocean!In the waves, Song Qingshu's sun chairs flew out, but at this moment he didn't care about it too much. Seeing that the largest naval battle in East Asia was about to break out in his hands, he shouted desperately on the bridge Shouting: "Half sail, turn around, prepare to face the battle, signal the semaphore, and deploy the formation according to the plan!"

The sails that had been swelled by the wind began to be pulled down, and the jib was turned in one direction. Amidst the creaking and groaning of the ropes, the huge war monsters began to twist their bodies and turned around, but they did not face each other directly. Zheng Jun, but marched south again.

They are all forcibly occupying the upper air, but the tactical action of the begging army seems to have given up the upper air, leaving Zheng Jun at a loss, but at the same time, he marched unceremoniously to the upper air, to gain the upper hand, Prevent the beggars from escaping.

The exchange of tactical positions took almost another half an hour, and it was already approaching noon, and small-scale friction began to take place, and the nearest ships of the two armies were only a hundred meters away. The Fran cannon began to roar violently, and the projectiles fired at each other crackled and hit the ship and the sea, stirring up water droplets one after another.

The speed of the Qihuo army obviously slowed down, but they had the upper hand, and the speed of the Zheng army who was attacking back was not too fast. On the large and small ships, the sailors of the Zheng army were breathing heavily towards the Qihuo army fleet. , the scene of the Yangtze River Estuary was staged here again.

However, Song Qingshu's strategy also worked. Although Zheng Zhilong's water power is enough to dominate the South China Sea, after all, they are an offshore fleet, and they are definitely not suitable for the deep ocean. Looking through the telescope, it is obvious that a huge wave has been photographed. A few small boats of the Zheng army and skilled pirates were flopping about in the icy sea water, and the tactics of the wolf pack also slowed down a lot with the speed.

Looking around coldly, Song Qingshu put down the binoculars, with a cold smile on his cheeks, Xuanji turned his head again: "Put the bucket!"

Landing craft, large and small, were lowered from the big ship, and then the heavy skull barrels bundled together were slowly transferred into the sea. Some strange technicians opened the barrels one by one, placed some things, and then adjusted the bottom of these barrels. Stones, put into the sea one by one.

Nearly 3000 people worked together, about one per minute, nearly ten minutes, and more than 1 skull buckets were also put into the sea. At this time, Zheng Jun's fireboat and the wolves had already dropped anchor and stood still. The begging army is more than 3 meters away, and the Zheng army at the front of the ship has even prepared fire and spears, and it will be useful to burn and climb the enemy ship after a while.

But at this moment, the third ship, General Zheng Hong Xu's ship, suddenly bumped into a small barrel with a skull.

Before the fierce general understood what was going on, there was a loud noise, and the Clippers were completely blown up by a third. This fierce general Zheng Jun, known as the sea snake, flew out with his broken leg inconceivably. .

bang ~ bang ~
Explosions began one after another, and Zheng Jun, who was advancing courageously, was like a Japanese devil who had entered a landmine warfare. He was constantly being blown away, and some fire boats were ignited. Shrouded above the head, in just a few minutes, the originally mighty Zheng Jun fire boat array had been burned into a hell on earth. Zheng Zhilong on the treasure boat suddenly stood up, and the sergeant Chen Ding supported the boat and shook his head in a murmur.

"No wonder you have to change positions! Water mines!"

Looking at the splendid fire, Song Qingshu himself also smiled. It was this thing that blew up the ice cap during the battle of Guangzong.

China was the first country to invent sea mines. During the Anti-Japanese War, sea mines were often laid on the seashore in various parts of the south of the Yangtze River. However, most of them need to be ignited manually, or use incense sticks to make timed mines. Song Qingshu can touch them. The bottom of the barrel is yellow powder, and the top is mercury fulminate for detonation.

In order to prevent early detonation due to the turbulence of the waves, the mercury fulminate is placed in a cup similar to a tumbler bracket, and a counterweight is tied under the barrel, so that the barrel can stand upright and swing with the waves, so that it can hit the boat, and the barrel is enough Somersault, let alone this little liquid.

After studying Zheng Zhilong's previous battles, Song Qingshu worked out the main tactics he said, to fight more and fight less, burn the fireboats, swarm up, and fight in shallow seas. If you want to defeat him, you have to stop the boats approaching him. Now this tactic seems to be Quite successful, looking at the crackling and exploding sea in front of him, in the fire, General Zheng Jun who was hissing and screaming with kerosene burning, Song Qingshu and Zheng Zhilong issued the same order at the same time.

"Spread to the wings!"

The two huge fleets headed to the left and right at the same time. Hundreds of ships stretched out the battle line for several kilometers, and the two wings quickly moved closer together like two fighting goshawks. Song Qingshu's flagship Haiquan still chose Left, while Zheng Zhilong's flagship treasure ship chose the right.

In the middle of the road, the ping-ping-pong-pong exploding mines continued to wreak havoc on Zheng Jun's fire boat array, and Zheng Jun, who turned around in a panic, knocked over a large area by himself, while the central army of the Qihuo Army was protected by those in the middle. The boat continued to move forward, bombarding the chaotic Zheng army, but there were still about 200 Zheng army warships spread out on the two wings, of which there were still more than 50 of the 100-meter Dafuchuan Qingjian as the main force, they were the begging army Double the main fleet.

The real bloody battle has just begun!
Naval battles are really not suitable for impatient people, and the hedging took about 30 more minutes. The Storm, the leader on the left, just approached the oblique shooting range of Zheng Jun's vanguard. The cannon tilted to the limit, and the match was ignited violently.

The roar made the eardrums hurt, and the entire lower deck was filled with gunpowder smoke in an instant, and the choking people coughed, and the large and small projectiles roared towards the opposite side. He was hit by a grape bullet, and the pirate Zheng Jun who was hiding behind was sharpening his knife and broke into two pieces screaming.

Zheng Jun, who suffered a disadvantage, was naturally not reconciled, and the cannons on their deck also roared. The rapid-fire Fran cannon could fire two or three rounds in one minute. For a while, thick white smoke rose from the ships on both sides, and countless water jets When it splashed, the shouts of the soldiers of the two armies were everywhere.

With a bang, the middle deck of the Haiquan was also pierced by grape bullets. The two rounding shells happened to hit a Hongyi cannon. The heavy cannon was obviously missed. The two sailors were naturally miserable. They could clearly hear the screams under their feet. Song Qingshu, who was hiding on the back deck and commanding the battle, couldn't help twitching violently.

"Big guy!"

Panting heavily with gunpowder smoke, Little Treasure ran in in shock, and shouted urgently to Song Qingshu: "The semaphore is coming from the Storm, and Vice General Zhang's ship will immediately shift eastward as planned and leave the battlefield!"

This is not an escape. Song Qingshu's ship is one of the super-fire warships equipped with heavy Hongyi cannons and a thickened deck. These ten ships will determine the outcome of this battle. According to the plan, after approaching the enemy ship, Fo The Langji gunship is responsible for close combat and entanglement with the enemy, while the long-distance heavy gunship with high firepower is adjusted to hang Zheng Jun at a safe distance of one or two miles, which is called kite-flying in a post-secular saying.

At this time, it is natural not to be a hero blindly, Song Qingshu naturally nodded: "Go pass the order!"

But at this juncture, the female secretary Li Xiangjun, who was watching through the window with a telescope, suddenly screamed.

"Look!"

In the originally tidy Zheng Jun fleet, suddenly a 50-meter large blue boat broke out of the formation like crazy, and bumped into the third-ranked Haiquan in a daze. This boat had two rows of oars. Desperately, he even wiped his butt with the friendly army, and all the dozen or so sailors who hit him fell into the sea. The speed was almost unavoidable, and Song Qingshu felt cold sweat on his forehead while watching it.

"Damn it!"

(End of this chapter)