Chapter 50: The Pride of the British Army

The one-day and one-night attack exhausted the British expeditionary fleet.

On the sea, the beach was full of red corpses of British soldiers, and the naval guns had obviously cleared all the obstacles protruding from the ground in this sea area, but no matter how hard they tried, they were helpless in the face of the Ming army hidden in the trenches.

The sea and the sand severely slowed down the speed of the soldiers' charge, which made the soldiers in red uniforms stand in the shallow water, like red targets.

Marine Corps Commander Owen didn't understand how fast the Ming soldiers in black uniforms could shoot, let alone why they could shoot in any position.

He could clearly see through the binoculars that the soldiers were not only standing and shooting, but more often than not, they were prostrate on the ground and shooting, and they didn't even use the standard loading position, they just fired at random.

The British soldiers, who were standing in the sea, could not lie down in the water, for if they did, the water would soak their guns and wet their gunpowder...... Therefore, they could only stand upright in the sea to meet the dense bullets of each other.

The war broke out too suddenly, and Owen knew nothing about his enemies.

"Baron, I think we should use flowering shells as well."

After seeing a cannonball explode in the crowd through the binoculars again, Owen went to the flagship of the Intrepid and made his request to Captain Nelson.

"Colonel Owen, stop sending your men to their deaths, those brave soldiers were killed out of their range, and I don't have the ability to accurately send shells into those narrow trenches."

"Baron, Count Raymond is still in their hands, and we should save him, for the glory of Great Britain is at stake."

Baron Nelson looked at Colonel Owen and said coldly: "Earl Raymond has been taken away by the warships of the Ming people, and now, the Ming soldiers on the island are guarding their trophies.

And I don't see any hope of victory in you.

As for what the Earl of Raymond is, our Majesty the King is now also a prisoner, the Duke of Buckingham is awaiting trial, and the Lord Protector whom you support, Mr. Cromwell, is now the new King in London.

By now that this battle has been fought, the glorious Royal Navy has fulfilled its duty, and land is not our job, it should be the business of you Army.

I suppose Mr. Cromwell will bless you with victory, just as he did at the Battle of Netzby, and you will always be victorious, won't you? ”

Colonel Owen thought for a moment and said, "My last request, Baron, this is my last request, and I hope that the Navy will help us get as close to the beach as possible, at least, and allow me to try again at high tide today." ”

Baron Nelson laughed silently and said, "Do you want us to send you to shore with heavy battleships?" ”

Owen gritted his teeth and said, "If possible, I want you to do it." ”

"And then? Even if you take the island, and recapture the money and supplies that Mr. Cromwell desperately needs, how are you going to get these things back without the navy?

You should know that this sea is full of pirates, the Ming are pirates, the Spaniards are pirates, the Dutch are pirates, the Portuguese are also pirates, and even if you defeat these pirates, I have to ask you, how do you pass through the territorial waters of the Ottoman Great? ”

Owen straightened his back and said, "I'm sure that a support fleet will arrive in India soon, Baron, if you can't get us ashore, I'm sure the Lord Protector will know that because of your cowardice, Great Britain has lost a lot of money and materials that could have improved the domestic environment." ”

Nelson laughed and said, "As you wish, Colonel, the battleship has too deep a draft to meet your requirements, and the Anne and Fish-Man will send you ashore when the tide rises." ”

Owen looked at Baron Nelson sincerely and said: "Baron, thank you, we are soldiers, not politicians, we are now facing a powerful and murderous enemy, I only hope to fight for the British Empire, not just for one person, whether it is a king or a protector." ”

Nelson let out a long sigh, already aware of Colonel Owen's thick smell of death.

"The British can't have too much land on their ships, and in two days we've killed at least a thousand British, and if we fight like this for three more days, I think we'll be able to wipe out all the British land.

When the time comes, we will be on the island, we will have food and drink, and there will be no shortage of ammunition, and they will have nothing to do with us. ”

Moire walked through the half-man-high trenches to boost morale.

"Brothers, as long as we are careful and not greedy for merit, we will hide in the trenches and consume their troops, and the final winner must be us, we just need to be patient a little longer......"

The battle has been fought for two days and one night, and at this time, the soldiers of the Yun clan have slowly adapted to the battlefield, after all, these people are all selected from the army, and to enter the army, they must undergo the training of the Phoenix Mountain Military Academy.

Phoenix Mountain Military Academy may produce bastards and hooligans, but there will definitely be no waste!

All those who are not suitable for the army will be eliminated from the Phoenix Mountain Military Academy.

The sea breeze blew from the sea, and the waves gently kissed the sand, and also kissed the corpses of the British soldiers who died in battle, like a mother's cradle, shaking those corpses......

Two days had passed since the 15th, and although the tide was rising at noon, it was far less than it had been on the evening of the 15th.

Lao Zhou watched the tide rising higher than the waves, and lay on the trench with his gun in his hand, and every time the tide was high, the British would launch a charge, every day.

Lao Zhou picked up his gun, and the soldiers around him also raised their guns, looking at the enemy who was about to climb up through the lookout from the crosshairs.

"There's no situation on either side, is there?"

Lao Zhou saw that Lao Chang was coming, so he asked in a low voice.

"No problem, the British did not choose to climb the cliff, or climb the mountain, I have assigned wolf smoke on both sides, and if the British climb up from that side, there will be news."

"Go back, I don't worry about those boys, without you to help me look at the back road, I don't feel at ease with me in the front, you can rest assured."

Lao Chang nodded, and walked away with his gun.

The waves carried the corpses of the Englishmen and pushed them ashore, and at the same time, the strong smell of corpses was blown up by the sea breeze.

This smell Lao Zhou is very familiar with, in Xuchang, in Xuzhou, in Jinan, in the capital, he has smelled it, looking back at the boys who are vomiting, Lao Zhou shouted: "Inhale hard, inhale the smell of the corpse, so that black and white impermanence will be treated as a dead person, maybe he will let you go." ”

On the sea, the Anne and the Fish-Man had already hung up their full sails, and under the strong wind blowing all the sails were full of wind, and the heavy force pressed the bow of the ship into the sea, and then raised its head sharply, and rushed straight to the shore.

"Fire, fire."

Cloude, who had been monitoring the movements of the British troops, saw that the two ships were acting wrong, and immediately shouted to the heralds.

The herald waved the flag, and Yunzhen, who was on the artillery position, immediately gave the order to open fire.

At the same time, there was also a dense roar of artillery on the sea, and all kinds of shells rained down on the coast.

It was a terrible feeling to die, watching the rainstorm of cannonballs smash around me, the tall coconut trees on the shore were broken by chain shells and collapsed, and more shells fell from the sky, smashing into the wet sand, and then there was a puff of green smoke.

Seeing the bones of his unfortunate companion smashed by a cannonball that had fallen into the trench by luck, a young soldier, somehow standing up in the dense rain of bullets, jumped out of the trench and ran backwards with a shout.

A fist-sized cannonball passed through his chest, and at that moment, a large hole appeared in his chest, and the body fell to the ground, and was soon ravaged by other shells. Doll.

Lao Zhou yelled: "Don't move, don't move, the cannonball can't hit you, it can't hit you." ”

His voice was extremely weak in the roar of the artillery fire, but fortunately, only one fool turned and fled, and the rest of the people all pressed their faces tightly against the trenches, and tried to shrink their bodies as much as possible, hoping that these shells would not fall on them.

Lao Zhou ventured to raise his head, and he was immediately horrified to find that two huge three-masted battleships had entered the shallow sea area, and the bottom of the ship was ploughing through the waves in the shallow sea and rushing straight towards him.

At this moment, he could even hear the creaking of the three-masted ship about to disintegrate.

The tall bow of the ship had washed up on the beach, and immediately there was a dense fire of muskets from the ship, and more gunpowder shells were thrown at them in sparks.

Lao Zhou resolutely lay on the trench with his gun in his hand, and shot quickly.

The sand was a mess with gunpowder, splashes of sand everywhere, black smoke almost obscured the view, and at the last moment, the two huge battleships turned sideways into two tall batteries.

Condescendingly, the Yun clan soldiers were shot one after another, and after Lao Zhou waved the flag and asked Yun Zhen for a round of artillery cover, he quickly evacuated the first line of defense with the remaining Yun clan soldiers.

When evacuating, the corpse can not be brought, but the gun must be taken away, this is a strict order.

Yun Wen clenched his left fist tightly, his palm was wet, and his eyes did not dare to leave the telescope for a moment, lest he relax for a moment, and then he saw the scene of the Yun clan's soldiers being defeated.

Fortunately, Yunfang, Lao Zhou still maintained the situation, lying on the second line of defense with a gun and waiting for the British behind the battleship to come out.

Out of range of the flintlock guns, the gunfire on the British battleships disappeared, and only the gun windows continued to spew black shells outward.

Suddenly, a melodious bagpipe sound sounded from the back of the battleship, and soon, Yunwen, Lao Zhou, Yunfang and others saw a grand scene that they had never seen in their lives......

British soldiers, dressed in scarlet coats and tall hats decorated with brass and feathers, slowly advanced under the orders of the officers and accompanied by a military band.

Although Lao Zhou and the others had already started shooting and had shot many people, those British people didn't feel anything, whether it was the fall of their comrades or the explosion of flowering bullets beside them, they couldn't make any changes in the expressions on the faces of these war machines.

All the way, all the way to the dead......

Once they reach the engagement distance, they raise their smoothbore in unison to grab a salvo, and then complete the complex reloading procedure in a calm manner in the rain of bullets, and then wait for the commander's next order......