Smoke fills the air!

As far as the eye can see, the whole sea has been completely shrouded in gunsmoke, the wreckage of dozens of warships is burning on the sea, the corpses of thousands of sailors are floating on the sea, and more are the sailors who are struggling with barrels and planks, shouting for help.

In the whole naval battle, the arson ships that were only more than a zhang long were used by the Qing navy sailors, and they achieved extremely rich results, although the hull of the Zhongyi warships was extremely strong, but they could not withstand the heavy damage caused by the explosion of thousands of catties of gunpowder on the arsonist ships.

It is precisely because of this that in the eyes of the gunners of the warships of the Loyal Army, any small boat may be an arson ship, even if it is a white-painted sampan that has been sided, it will also not be able to escape the artillery fire of the side, for the sailors who have fallen into the water, now, the safest place is not on the sampan, but on the floating mast and wooden plank.

"Attention, beware of arsonists!"

While checking the situation at sea, Wang Anmin reminded loudly that as the admiral of the fleet, after this naval battle, he had clearly understood what kind of warship was the future of the navy - not the kind of nimble sloop or brig, but a powerful cruiser.

Compared with the sloops or brigs of the second squadron, which were weak in firepower, in the face of the attack of the arsonist ships, the cruisers, with their strong firepower and the assistance of the ship's firefighters, were enough to sink the arsonist dozens of kilometers away without causing damage to the cruisers themselves, while in contrast, the second squadron composed of sloops or brigs was either sunk or severely damaged by the arsonists.

"In the future, it should be suggested that the navy must be dominated by cruisers with more than 36 guns, and that small brigs can only be used for naval training or route cruises......"

This thought was only fleeting, and then the deafening sound of cannons once again pulled Wang Anmin back to the battlefield, and he looked towards the deck, where he could see that the gunners were roaring, firing shells at the enemy ships, constantly punching large bullet holes in the hull of the enemy ships.

"Ma Guofu!"

I haven't seen Ma Guofu for a long time, Yan Fu doesn't know where the second mate is now, and now he has taken over the gun emplacements commanded by Ma Guofu, he is now commanding six gun emplacements, and the long roar makes his voice hoarse.

Even as an officer, he now had to take part in the maneuvering himself, smashing the soft rope cannon into it and groping his way behind for the shells. There will be no shells around him. The ammunition man had his chest torn to shreds by a grapevine bullet, and it was a very dangerous shell - a shell that came from the cannon window and almost hit Yan Fu.

"Cannonballs! Cannonball! ”

Yan Fu shouted loudly, and at this moment a wounded man ran from behind, with two heavy iron balls hanging from his neck, and staggered over from there, he brought a chain bullet for attacking the mast, and he was also dragging an ammunition box, because the ammunition box was very heavy, so his speed was very slow, and he couldn't even drag it at all. "Go and help him get the shells, hurry up and ,......"

Yan Fu shouted to the gunners beside him, while staring nervously out of the cannon window, on the sea, a piece of gunpowder smoke was filled, and the smoke blocked almost every inch of the sea that he could see, in addition to smoke, he could see nothing but smoke, just when his vision could not see the environment on the battlefield clearly, suddenly, he saw something in the smoke, and then he stopped talking, his face instantly showed a terrifying look, he grabbed a cannonball and pushed it into the barrel.

"Straight ahead, straight ahead. Come on, come on! Hurry up and fire ......"

At the sound of his shouts, the cannonball was smashed into the barrel, which was still a little hot, and he shouted again as soon as the cannonball was stuffed in.

"Push it out! Push the cannon out! ”

Ignoring the swaying of the hull in the sea, the gunners did their best to push the unusually heavy gun out of the gun window, and then pointed straight ahead, at this time, there was no need to adjust the angle of fire at all, at such a close distance, all that was needed was flat fire.

In the next moment, with Yan Fu's order, the seven gunwales roared at the same time, and the sound of the cannons was uniform. As they struggled to pull the rigging of the gun carriage, a piercing scream of grapes and chain bullets came from above their heads, which was the shelling of the Qing army.

Before, the reason why Yan Fu's face turned pale with fright was precisely because a bird boat was heading straight towards it, and the heavy cannon weighing thousands of catties was pointed directly at Yan Fu, so that he felt that he could see the muzzle of the black hole.

However, unlike the Loyal Army, the Qing Army opened fire on their guns and masts, and did not aim at the enemy's waterline part of the desperate shelling like the gunners of the Loyal Army, in fact, this is the difference between the two sides' tactics, for the Qing Army, they tried to destroy the enemy's mast and sails, and then approached the enemy with gunpowder canisters and oil canisters after the opponent lost power, while the Loyal Army Navy advocated sinking the opponent with artillery at a long distance, and sinking the enemy ship by constantly shelling the waterline. And this is precisely the gap between the times, and now the Qing army's naval division combat thinking is still stuck in a hundred years ago.

After the artillery carriage was reset, Yan Fu said to the wounded soldiers.

"Now you're my ammunition hand,"

Then he said, pointing to the ammunition box.

"You have to be careful. Go get the shells. Now we need shells, and all those who can move, will come to help. ”

Although there were no problems with their hulls, many sailors were wounded by the long fighting, and there was a shortage of men on every gun emplacement. After another volley, Yan Fu inadvertently raised his head, and he caught a glimpse of the mid-mast sail towering overhead, and saw several sailors on the mast, who were holding rifles there, aiming and shooting at the sailors on the enemy ships of the Qing army.

Tear open the paper bag, Zhou Yang, standing on the mast, poured gunpowder into the barrel, and then stuffed the conical bullet into the chamber, of course, when stuffing into the chamber, you need to aim the oblique prismatic protrusion on the bullet at the rifling at the muzzle, this caliber is only equivalent to the rifled gun of the three-money bird, it is a weapon with extremely high precision, in the previous naval battle, he was even six or seven zhang apart, and knocked down the leader of the Qing army on the arson ship with one shot.

"That's a big official......"

When he was ramming the bullet with the tong, Zhou Yang's eyes were already fixed on a general wearing an armed robe on the Qing warship, and finally, after loading the bullet and stuffing the tongtiao back, he raised the firecracker, and then pulled the hammer and aimed it at the Qing general on the enemy ship.

"Reach it and sink it!"

Shi Lang's voice was cold, although the warships were sunk, but he still did not mean to order a retreat, at this time, he seemed to be firm, but deep down in his heart was already cold, and even the thought of death was gone.

Defeated!

Looking at the burning wreckage of the warships on the sea, Shi Lang knew very well that with the fiasco of losing dozens of warships, even if he returned to Fuzhou, it was estimated that it would be a capital crime!

Right here, Shi Lang's heart was inexplicably tight, when he raised his head and looked left and right, there seemed to be nothing, at this moment, suddenly, he felt something hit on his chest, and the strength of his body was instantly withdrawn, and the seemingly firm legs fell to his knees even more violently, and he fell backwards involuntarily.

Blood flowed out of Shi Lang's chest......

Until lying on the deck, Shi Lang's eyes were full of disbelief, his eyes were full of unwillingness, when the official Zuo next to him picked him up, blood foam gushed from his lips, he looked into the distance, although unwilling, but the look slowly disappeared......

"Surrender!"

When the sun was slowly setting, on this sea shrouded in smoke, with the surrender of a bird ship, several remnants of the Qing army surrendered one after another, although several bird ships tried to escape with their speed, but their speed was obviously not comparable with the schooner, and the bird ships that fled in the desert could not even organize resistance, either sunk or chose to surrender.

With the surrender of the remnants of the Qing army's naval divisions, there were bursts of cheerful cheers on the warships of the loyal and righteous fleet, for them, although this naval battle was not easy to win, but it was extremely beautiful.

Hundreds of wrecks on the surface of the sea reminded them of what kind of naval battle they had experienced before, and these wrecks were a symbol of their victory.

Hidden in the smoke, warships sailed around, and when approaching the Qing warships, hundreds of sailors would board the Qing warships that had given up resistance with the help of ropes.

These sailors who jumped over the gang had smug on their faces, and in comparison, their opponents, those soldiers of the Qing army's sailors, had no power to resist, they even knelt on the deck as if they were resigned to their fate, and they had no idea of resisting at all, and those who fought to the death before seemed to be completely two people.

Now, the enemy was so close that he could see their faces and see their faces, but none of them dared to resist, they all knelt there, praying for this, for these people to spare their lives.

And on the sea, those Qing sailors who were struggling in the sea water were also crying and crying for help, and they looked at the victors in horror, lest the victors would leave them all here, and let them fend for themselves at sea without help.

On the undulating sea, there are more corpses, thousands of corpses, undulating in the waves, the whole ocean is dyed red by the sunset or blood, on the ship, Wang Anmin's ears heard a faint, faint cry for help, it was a voice from the sea.

Looking at the enemy at sea, Wang Anmin ordered people to rescue him at the same time.

"Order the second team to sail into the Malian River and assist the army in attacking the remnants of the Qing army......"