Three kilometres southeast of Carimon Island.

"Quick, faster!"

On the deck of the Trafalgar, Yilu subconsciously muttered to herself.

The giant ship of nearly 3,000 tons under his feet was being driven by the current and the oblique crosswind, and it was speeding at a speed of nearly ten knots, and less than a thousand yards away from his port side was the Zhiyuan, which was diagonally inserted into the course, although the sails were not raised, but under the drive of a steam engine of nearly 3,000 horsepower, this giant ship with a lighter tonnage and a shallower draft was still more than 13 knots, dragging a clear track line to break the waves, and the two warships were all shooting frantically at each other, and the smoke of gunpowder filled the sea with their wild speed.

Although part of the ship's guns were destroyed by a six-inch shell, the Trafalgar, which had sixty guns on one side, still maintained a strong fighting force.

In particular, the distance between the two sides is getting closer.

Even approaching the 400-yard engagement distance, to which the British were most accustomed, the gunners of the thirty-pounder guns and the short guns desperately repeated the process of loading and firing, and the shells kept flying towards the Zhiyuan, punching columns of water around it, and even striking its starboard side, causing scars everywhere.

But the latter's attacks were no less ferocious.

The two six-inch guns under the protection of the shield, at the speed of one round per minute, constantly roared again and again, and together with the remaining seventeen four-inch guns below, the Trafalgar was also covered in bruises, this kind of bloody and bloody fighting, after the Zhiyuan narrowed the distance to four hundred yards, it almost reached a high chao, and even the sailors on both sides who could vaguely see each other through the gun door roared frantically and aimed at each other and fired, and almost every round of mutual fire between the two sides had shells hit in the whistling sound of the intertwined shells, The screams of shells piercing the planks in the cabin were constantly heard.

Yi Lu didn't care about that, and he stared at the waterway less than three thousand yards wide in front of him.

He won the race.

It was impossible for the Zhiyuan to block this escape route before him, although the width of the waterway between Kalimen Island and Kundur Island was more than 2,500 yards, but excluding the shallows on both sides that would certainly not allow the battleship to navigate, there was actually only a strip of less than 300 yards in the middle, which was not enough for two giant ships more than 60 meters long to compete.

The Zhiyuan still wants to move forward diagonally, and it will definitely run aground in the shallows.

In fact, the latter is already turning.

Suddenly, there was a piercing roar, a cannonball hit the bowhouse, and then the flames of the explosion sprayed with broken wood and the dead bodies of soldiers, and even an eighteen-pounder cannon was blown up, but Yilu's face kept a smile, and at this moment the Trafalgar entered the middle of the waterway, he turned his head to look at the opponent behind him who had to turn to avoid running aground, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, but at this time, those of their own warships that also turned to this side had no chance of escaping.

He let out a long sigh......

Uh, that seems a little wrong!

"What's going on, why turn the rudder!"

He suddenly roared at the helmsman.

"Your Excellency, I didn't move!"

The helmsman said with a bewildered expression.

He didn't move, but the giant ship beneath their feet was turning......

Turn to the side of the shallows.

"Damn, what the hell did you do?"

Yilu rushed over like crazy, snatched the steering wheel and spun it as fast as he could, and then the battleship, which he knew as well as his own body, did not react at all, and continued to deviate from its intended course, rushing headlong towards the sea that was obviously different colors. Yilu was already stunned, he turned the steering wheel in his hand like crazy, but no matter how he turned, the Trafalgar did not react, and in his curse one of the officers rushed to the stern of the ship to look underwater, and a golden glimmer was faintly visible under the clear water......

"Admiral, he's controlling the rudder!"

The captain of the Trafalgar shouted in horror.

(The God Emperor who was holding the rudder blade and kicking the keel to play tug-of-war under the water showed a treacherous smile.) ）

Just as the captain shouted, the giant ship suddenly shook violently, and he and the officers fell down at once, and one of them even fell directly to the sea.

But the Trafalgar stopped.

It ran aground.

Sadly, Yilu let go of the steering wheel, drew his sword as if furious, and rushed straight to the stern.

Just as Yi Lu leaned over and looked down, a golden light shot out from under the water, and then a figure covered in gold armor appeared at the stern of the ship, and he saw his hand grab the plank of the ship's hull, and then soared into the air again, and in a blink of an eye, he was in front of His Excellency the Admiral. Without the slightest hesitation, Yilu stabbed out with a sword, and several officers behind him who reacted quickly pulled the trigger one after another, but the figure grabbed a rope in mid-air, and suddenly spun and landed on the deck with the sound of metal impact, and appeared in the middle of those officers like lightning, and grabbed the necks of the two officers with both hands at the same time, and fell into the crowd like grabbing two chickens, standing proudly in front of Yilu in a scream.

"Surrender or die!"

His Majesty the Divine Emperor said.

Yilu roared and stabbed him in the chest with a sword.

Yang Feng's right hand suddenly stretched out, then grabbed his face, and then grabbed it very casually, just like he liked in the past, in Yilu's scream, the admiral's face turned into blood and melted into white bones in a blink of an eye, and the bones were so clean that there was not even a trace of flesh and blood.

Several officers next to him knelt down directly with weak legs.

One of them even collapsed to the ground in fright.

I have to say that this kind of visual stimulation is still very effective, in the face of supernatural forces, even these Royal Navy officers across the ocean have lost the courage to resist in an instant, whether this guy in front of him is a god or a demon, or Poseidon, in short, mortals can't fight against it.

The officers, led by the captain, laid down their arms gloomily.

Then they looked at their faceless commander with trepidation, the latter was not actually dead, Yilu was just his face gone, and his facial features were also gone, although only the back half of his head and the front were clean as specimen bones, but his brain was not harmed at all, including his vocal cords and tongue, and he could even speak, but the mandible continued to open and close, and the two rows of teeth without outer protection looked more like there was a gust of wind in the air.

It is said that at this moment, His Excellency Admiral and Barbossa in the moonlight are very compatible.

"Surrender, surrender, I, as the commander of the fleet, I order you to surrender!"

He said with difficulty in a strange voice.

At the same time he stretched out his hand and fumbled, and the captain, with gratitude, pushed a loaded short gun into his hand, and Yilu grabbed the gun against his head, and then resolutely pulled the trigger.

Yang Feng looked at him indifferently, and then looked at the captain with a majestic gaze.

At this time, more soldiers ran out of the cabin and looked at them blankly, but they did not attack, in fact, they did not have weapons that could threaten Yang Feng, several cannons on the top of the bow tower were blown up by the six-inch shell just now, and the cannons on the tail tower were behind Yang Feng, these soldiers were holding a few flintlock pistols at most, and they were quite helpless.

"Flag, order of Your Excellency Admiral,"

The captain paused and looked at Yang Feng's majestic gaze.

"Surrender!"

He said with humiliation.

At the same time, I was completely relieved.

Soon the signal corps on the mainmast hoisted the white flag, and at the same time issued a letter of resignation to the British warships that were still in the fierce battle.

The order was carried out immediately.

In fact, the British army at this time has understood that this is the only option, they can't escape from this huge pocket, even if they escape, it's useless, the Ming army can still chase and kill them, the latter has an absolute advantage in speed, and the reason why such a formation is set up is to make them surrender, since they have fallen into the trap and have no ability to escape, what is the point of continuing to resist stubbornly?

As for being a prisoner of the Ming army......

Well, it's not a big deal, there's a lot more to it in Guangzhou!

In this way, two British first-class battleships, twelve third-class ships, and four more were sunk in the battle, plus twenty-five cruisers and gunboats surrendered to the Ming army one after another, with the raising of white flags, the Battle of Singapore ended with the complete victory of the Ming army, in fact, the battle of Singapore also ended, at the same time as the British fleet surrendered, the Governor Bonham in the Singapore fortress also ordered the white flag to be raised, and the largest British fortress in the Strait of Malacca fell into the hands of the Ming army.

But the battle wasn't quite over.

Because then the Ming army has to seize Malacca and Penang, which together with Singapore constitute the British Straits Settlements, these two places basically have no real garrisons, that is, they received it in the past, but they still need to use the army, and there are also those sultans who also need to be educated, in other words, there is actually a sultan here in Singapore, and they have a principled problem to solve.

It's a question of whether they need to be exterminated.

This has nothing to do with the main fleet.

The Army is in the process of forming the Ninth Army to be stationed in the South Seas, and they will be responsible for the subsequent conquest.

There will be no more naval battles.

The British also did not send any more battleships.

In the Indian Ocean, almost all the warships they could use were wiped out in these two major battles, in fact, the next thing the British need to think about is how to defend their colonies, rather than continue to fight the Ming Dynasty, in this case, the capital ships of the South Ocean Fleet will triumph, with their booty together, the latter has other uses. Moreover, these battleships were also scarred and had to be repaired, especially the Qi Jiguang battlecruiser almost sank, this battleship suffered a total of more than 30 shells, and the officers and men suffered one-third casualties, but it also seriously damaged one third-class ship each, which was the first result in battle.

The other ships were also wounded, and the fourteen ships suffered nearly 2,000 casualties.

This is a real bloody battle.

However, it also achieved the effect that Yang Feng wanted......

He got a navy with casualties of up to one-third of the bloody battles, especially looking at the Qi Jiguang, which was full of holes, even he felt a little unbelievable, this thin-skinned battle patrol that couldn't even stop twenty-four pounds of shells, singled out two genuine third-class ships, and also sank and seriously injured the opponent, which is also a miracle.

"The new ironclad ship is called Qi Jiguang, and you will pilot it after it is completed!"

Yang Feng said to Qi Fei and his subordinates.

The latter immediately burst into cheers.

The first ironclad ship of the Ming Navy has been included in the construction plan, but the Emperor is no longer responsible for the design, the talents of the Ming Dynasty have been cultivated, and he is not even responsible for the design standards, the newly established Navy General Staff is responsible for proposing the required standards, the design bureau under the General Equipment is responsible for drawing design, and the state-owned naval shipyard is responsible for construction. In order to build new ironclad ships, large rolling mills, hydraulic presses, steam forging hammers, and even high-grade iron ore from Hainan Island began to be developed, at this point the special system of the Ming Dynasty can be said to be full of power, not to mention anything else, tens of thousands of young and middle-aged people shouted slogans and poured into the tropical jungle of Hainan Island, building an iron mine and roads and ports from scratch, which is not something that other countries can do.

Relying on this iron mine, the God Emperor is ready to evolve his ironclad ship directly to the Dingyuan level, that is, directly on the steel surface of wrought iron, although Harvey carburizing steel is good, but first, the steel plate needs nickel, Yang Feng has no nickel ore, and secondly, the carburizing technology is still quite complicated, which is not something that can be played casually. But the steel-faced wrought iron is much simpler, and the protective performance is not bad, even the monarch class is a large part of this, as for the 305 cannon, of course, there is no need, this level of power is still a bit seriously excessive, and the rate of fire is still a pit father, so it is enough for the new ironclad ship to have a seven-inch gun, the key to this thing is the length of the pipe rather than the caliber, and even the seven-inch gun is also a super-heavy cruiser level if it is replaced with a fifty times the diameter.

He doesn't need 50 times the diameter, 30 times the diameter is enough to sweep in twenty years, and his six-inch cannon is only 15 times the diameter!

Genuine Armstrong is only 14.2 times as big as 110 pounds!

Thirty times the diameter of 217 mm, such a naval gun is already the level of the original Zhiyuan, at least 20 years in European countries ironclad ships will not be able to stop this, in other words, what they can build is nothing more than wrought iron and teak sandwiches. The distance of 1,000 yards of this thing can't even be stopped by those nineteen-inch guns with a diameter of 14 times, not to mention his 30 times diameter, the British still relied on those 13 or 14 times the diameter of naval guns to maintain their dignity until the seventies of the nineteenth century! It was not until after 1880 that Armstrong raised his six-inch gun to 3.5 times the diameter, and if nothing else, Yang Feng's 30-diameter seven-inch gun could last at least thirty years.

That's enough.

After all, he can't always do it himself in the future, relying solely on Daming's current technology, to be able to build a cannon of this level, he also has to rely on the top iron ore of Hainan Island.

The Divine Emperor stood on the deck of the Qi Jiguang......

As a reward for his triumph, he took this battleship as his ship.

He looked back behind him, the vast sea of battleships towering like mountains, and behind each battleship was dragging a prisoner, fourteen Ming capital ships, and in this way dragged fourteen captured British battleships and began their triumphant journey.

(Happy Chinese New Year)