Zheng Zhibao, who had a mortal heart, had a sad face, holding the heavy tiger head knife in his hand, and did not care about the cannonballs whistling past his side and head, just staring closely at the big splint ship that was getting closer and closer in front of him. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThese warships, which are bigger than the red-haired plywood boats, are sprayed with flames symbolizing death from countless dark gun windows on the side, harvesting the lives of the Zheng family's sailors like mowing grass, and it is estimated that after rushing to the front, ten percent of the Zheng family's ships have also gone four or five times, right?

Before he got close to the other side, more than half of the casualties were inflicted, Zheng Zhibao had never experienced such a battle, even in the face of the Dutch, who were known for their strong ships and guns, the gap between the two sides had never been so big.

I don't know how long it took, but the Zheng family's troop carriers finally approached within two hundred meters of their opponents, and the price they paid was the loss of one-third of their ships and manpower. The distance is getting closer and closer, it seems that hand-to-hand combat is just around the corner, and the elites of the Zheng family who survived are eager to try, take out flying claws and other tools to climb the ship, looking forward to a gorgeous counterattack - in the battle of Liuluo Bay, they used such unreasonable hand-to-hand combat to board the ship, dragging the red hair into a combat mode that they are not good at, if it weren't for the arrival of Liu Xiang, who was also brave in hand-to-hand combat, and the morale of Zheng Zhihu who died unexpectedly decreased, maybe that wave of offensive would have solved the battle. And the Qiongzhou battalion in front of him, obviously without the help of thugs like Liu Xiang, even if there are a few musketeers on the ship, they are outnumbered, maybe the opportunity to turn the tables is coming.

It's just that they forget that the other side, whether it is a big ship or a small ship, is equipped with a Caron cannon that can be called a deck killer, and large-caliber shotguns are a nightmare for their gang jumping.

On the "Guangdong", William asked Xia Nan: "Do you want to transfer the army's transport ships?" After all, there are too many people in the Zheng family, they can't kill them all, and this distance is too close, if the will to fight is strong enough, and the shotgun can't stop their crazy boarding action, our sailors will always have casualties. And most importantly, if they climb onto this flagship, I don't dare to guarantee your absolute safety. ”

The transport ships carrying the army were moored far away from the rear, far from the battlefield, and their task was to wait for the end of the naval battle to land in the center of the left and the town of Anping to take charge of the tail sweep. The original plan did not include the Army in naval warfare, but William was worried about unnecessary casualties in the Navy and the safety of Xia Nan, so he wanted the Army, which had melee firearms, to join the fight and share the pressure on the Navy.

Xia Nan categorically rejected William's proposal, and said categorically: "The matter of naval battle will be left to the navy to complete, and the army cannot waste physical strength and energy on such a thing, they must ensure the best combat condition and fight on land - we will soon attack a local military town of the Ming Dynasty, not pirates on a desolate island, the battle must end as soon as possible, uproot the Zheng family's forces and retreat quickly, otherwise, when the local government has to take action and get involved in the war, things will become complicated." ”

William spread his hands and said helplessly: "Okay, the strategic matter is up to you, and I must carry out your orders." ”

Xia Nan looked at the dense troop carriers in front of him - the deck was crowded, and it was almost impossible to see their faces twisted and hideous because of fear and despair without binoculars, not so much that they had a strong will to fight, but rather that they had survived until now without collapsing in one breath, and most people had the idea of boarding the ship and killing one to kill the back and kill two to make money.

He pulled out his matching gun, a special version of the Qionghai Five-Year Pistol with gold accessories, and said calmly: "I don't believe that these pirates can penetrate the fire network of the Caron cannon with their flesh and blood and complete the boarding battle with high morale when the casualty rate is close to half, this inhuman will to fight has only been seen in an army armed with faith, and it is clear that these pirates have no faith." Therefore, even if they were able to get close, it was only luck, and it did not mean that they could still resolutely carry out the battle order. Of course, if anyone is lucky enough to board the ship, I am willing to join the fight and send them back to hell. William, would you like to compete with me in marksmanship? ”

Xia Nan's self-confidence infected William, who shrugged his shoulders with a smile and took out his matching gun: "Although I don't approve of the commander on the battlefield personally participating in the battle, I still admire your courage very much, you have a strong heart!" All of us on board, including me, the first mate, and the boatswain, are proud to fight alongside you, so let's greet the pirates with bullets! ”

At this time, as the cannon fire was more intense, the battle entered a fever pitch - the enemy had entered a distance of a hundred meters, and the rate of fire and caliber of the cannons were not enough to stop these numerous troop carriers, and all of them stopped firing, leaving only the Caron guns to fire shotguns at the fastest speed. In order to ensure that the chain was not dropped, the artillery commander who was in charge of commanding all the artillery groups transferred the gunners of the cannon group to the Caron artillery group, and took turns to carry the shells, load and ignite, just to maintain high-intensity and high-efficiency shelling.

No matter how Zheng Zhibao sees death as home, he has to hide in the cabin at this moment, he can still be very calm in the face of relatively sparse solid bullets, in the face of overwhelming rainstorm-like shotguns, no one can stand still without changing his face, and when a shot comes down, people are turned into pieces, and there are no corpses.

Even in the cabin, Zheng Zhibao could feel the power of the shelling: the raindrops of projectiles crackled against the outer walls, from time to time wooden planks were pierced, sawdust and broken wooden bars flew everywhere, the sailors who had nowhere to hide on the deck let out howls of despair and pain, and the muffled sound of "poof" when the projectiles hit the flesh, and it continued to be continuous. The whole ship is like a tree struggling in hail, ready to collapse at any moment.

The battle was fought to this point, there was no command to talk about, most of the ship's sails were pierced by projectiles through countless holes, basically lost the function of carrying wind power, and the troop carriers moved slowly almost by inertia, paying a heavy price for every meter of advance.

In this narrow and long space, the fierceness of the battle reached the pinnacle of this naval battle. The attackers are almost propulsive with human lives as their propellants, desperately approaching, and people are killed every second; The defenders were forced to their maximum potential, the rate of fire exceeded even the best in training, and many gunners withdrew from the battle because they were accidentally burned by the hot barrels.

Many battle-hardened pirates are also afraid, they are not afraid of death, but they are limited to the vigorous death of a knife and a gun, so they are clearly sent to death, and they can't even leave a whole corpse, who can stand it? They retreated and wanted to escape from the battlefield, but under such intensive shelling, whether they could escape or not was a death, and they could only retreat in the bilge, trembling and waiting for the moment when their fate would be announced.

I don't know how long it lasted, but with a muffled "bang", the battered troop carrier finally landed on the opponent's plywood ship. With this familiar vibration, the pirates hiding in the bilge knew that the opportunity for hand-to-hand combat had come.