Supervisor Zhu Yihai's order was also very clear: to reinforce Ma Degong in a timely manner and to seize the beach and land as soon as possible. We should not engage in these small calculations at this time.

The Nine-Headed Bird warship approaches the south coast.

Ruan Jin issued the order.

"The gunboats aimed at the Tatar soldiers on the shore and bombarded them hard."

"Cover the infantry behind and get ashore!"

On the side of the Nine-Headed Bird, rows of artillery were aimed at the shore.

The banging of artillery continued, and the shells roared towards the Eight Banners.

Ma Degong heard the sound of the cannon and turned to look back.

"Sir, the imperial navy has arrived at the shore."

Ma Degong was overjoyed when he heard this report. The Tatar's offensive was too fierce. Although he was caught off guard, he still pounced without fear of death.

At this moment, the bodies of both sides had fallen on the ground in front of the camp gate.

"It's finally here. The naval reinforcements from the Supervisor Kingdom have arrived. Brothers, hold on."

"Kill the Tartars!"

Riverside.

The transport ship docked under the cover of gunboats.

Groups of infantrymen from the royal camp walked out of the cabin and lined up to disembark under the orders of the officers.

Amid the roar of cannons, they quickly formed a formation on the shore.

Group after group of infantry landed, and a line of defense was quickly established at the dock.

At this time, the Qing army also discovered the situation here, and could only divide its troops to seize the ferry wharf.

"Quickly go to Zhenjiang City to ask for help and ask Yan Jinglue to send troops to help!"

The co-leader shouted anxiously.

He personally led a thousand Eight Banners to the ferry terminal, trying to use the cavalry attack to drive the Ming army that had just landed ashore down the river.

Fucha Etun took the lead in the charge and was very anxious.

Fortunately, he saw a troop of troops coming out of Zhenjiang City.

The glory of the Eight Banners, the warriors of Manchuria, charge forward.

On the river, on a nine-headed bird gunboat, Admiral Ruan Jin watched the Qing army split up to attack, and just shook his head in disdain.

"Do you really think that the Eight Banners of Manchuria are invincible?"

"Today I will let you see what the power of the Navy's nine-headed bird is!"

"Aim the cannon at those Tatar cavalry and blast them!"

A nine-headed bird has thirty-six cannons, and there are more than a dozen on one side. A dozen big bird ships can fire nearly 200 cannons at a time, and this does not include more than 400 other large and small ships.

Naval ships all have cannons on them.

Even the smallest gunboat has three guns, large and small, on each boat. Even a one-pounder can be fired close to the shore, and it is still very powerful.

A fortified city may not have so many artillery.

"In this battle, I want to make sure the world is unified, and the Ming Dynasty Navy is invincible!"

As Admiral Ruan finished speaking, the cannons on the battleships roared, and countless shells roared towards the charging Eight Flags.

Countless cannonballs formed a barrage!

Large and small cannonballs smashed into the cavalry. Although they were solid bullets, their power was still astonishing.

The man turned his back on his horse.

If you touch it, you will die. If you touch it, you will die.

The cannonball formed a line as soon as it hit it, and even if it bounced a few times and then rolled, it would still be broken upon contact. The high-speed rolling cannonball collided with the galloping horse's hooves, and the result was that the horse fell down with a broken leg in mourning.

"Hahaha, come again!"

"Keep banging!"

Ruan Jin laughed proudly and watched excitedly as the navy's artillery plowed down the Eight Banners cavalry, watching how these armored Eight Banners were so vulnerable to the fierce naval artillery fire.

There were more troop transport ships bringing soldiers ashore in a steady stream.

The defense line on the shore is getting thicker and thicker.

However, the Qing army rushed slower and slower, falling continuously along the way.

The infantrymen holding shields, spears, and even improvised carbines looked at the bloody scene in front of them, and their eyes widened in shock.

Is the navy so bad?

Can cannons be so invincible?
Chapter completed!