Four bombs fell from the air like meteors, crossed the south waterway, and suddenly fell into the city of Relanzha. This fortress covering an area of ​​nearly 40 acres has become an excellent rake at this time. ⊙

Such a big goal made the artillery soldiers such as Lu Fang on the other side not much trouble and smashed the shells into the castle.

The meteor fell into the castle, the delayed fuse burned out, the gunpowder in the bomb ignited, and exploded!

With a few loud bangs, the shell of the bomb exploded, and hundreds of small lead bombs inside burst out, like a metal storm, smashing everything nearby to pieces.

At Nanbokou on the southwest sea, Van Bron on the Batavia flagship listened to the violent explosion and the fire rising from time to time, he clenched his fists.

"Damn it, why did they take action before we started? Now it was exposed. Mingren must have been wary of it."

"Sir, do we still want to raid the Ming Fleet?"

Fan Bron clenched his fists, "Of course you have to fight, pass the order, and attack the Ming fleet immediately!"

The Batavia flagship set out with four other 74-cannon four-masted double-cannon deck warships, followed by five fifty-cannon four-masted merchant ships and six twenty-cannon two-masted fast sailing ships. Although the fleet lost a large number of ships in Penghu, the losses were all small ships at that time, and the large ships lost three warships and five merchant ships.

If it weren't for the British's cowardly escape, resulting in the lack of four more warships, Van Bron wouldn't be so embarrassed.

But they still have four warships and five merchant ships, plus six clutch ships, and still have thirteen ships and seven hundred and seven hundred and seventy cannons.

However, what annoyed Van Bron was that he was short of manpower on the ship now. Originally, their warships had too many guns, but they were not fully equipped with gunners. Many times, the ship-borne army had to help fire the guns and get the assistance of sailors. But now the army on the ship was basically sent ashore.

Although there are many cannons, they cannot be fully utilized, and even the artillery fire on one side is insufficient to use even if it is maintained at the same time.

But tonight is the only chance, and he has to fight for it.

The fleet moved towards the north Bokou, and on the other hand, it had already formed a long line and began to fire towards that side. The two north and south Bokous were not far apart.

As soon as the Dutch fleet moved, Zheng Zhilong also immediately discovered that he had sent a clutch to monitor the Dutch fleet. As soon as they moved, Zheng Zhilong knew their plans.

"Line up the fleet and lean behind the island's tail, so that the artillery on the island can support it." Zheng Zhilong knew that his fleet was not as big as the Dutch and the artillery was not as large as theirs, but now they were leaning against the island's tail, and many artillery had been arranged on it.

Van Bron led the fleet to rush forward, and the Batavia rushed in the front. The ship had three-layer gun decks, one hundred and four cannons, especially the thirty-two-pound cannons on its lower deck, which were extremely powerful.

Relying on their strong artillery fire, they rushed into the Ming army fleet directly. The cannons sounded like thunder. Dozens of cannons on the side opened fire one after another, and the flames shone halfway across the sky. They soon sank three Ming army blessing ships, and in front of this giant, the blessing ship was vulnerable and was directly shattered.

At this time, the wind was fierce on the sea, the Dutch ships were full of masts and sails, and the speed was extremely fast. The Ming army's warships could not dodge at all, and they were connected to hit more than ten ships of all sizes. However, the Ming army's counterattack did not cause much damage.

In particular, the artillery on the Ming army warships were placed at a relatively high position, so that artillery fire could only hit the upper layer or sails of the enemy ships, and even if it hit, it would not be fatal for a while.

The more powerful the Dutch warships were, the lower the artillery was, especially the lower deck, which was very low. When a gun was fired, it was often near the waterline of the Ming army ships. The guns would sink into the water even if they were not broken.

"Brother, the Dutch have taken advantage of the wind, and the artillery is fierce, so we can't beat them."

Zheng Zhibao looked at his ships sinking more than ten more, feeling extremely distressed.

Zheng Zhilong was still very calm. He looked at the battlefield carefully, "No hurry. Although the Dutch are fierce, they unknowingly built near the island. And we were only small boats."

"Brother, let me lead the Fubo and those armed merchant ships to kill him."

"Nonshu, this is the Marquis' flagship. How can you attack easily? If there is any damage, how can you explain it?" Zheng Zhilong scolded his brother a few words, and then said, "Don't be anxious first. Since the Dutch are eager to fight, the initiative is actually in our hands. Then send some ships to find opportunities to approach them, set fire, or use explosives to blow them up, and sneak into the bottom of their ship to chisel their ships. Let these Dutch people know that the bigger the ship, the better, it is near the sea, not above the ocean."

Zheng Zhibao sent more than 30 ships, and the Dutch fleet continued to rush around, with the sound of cannons sounded like thunder, and the Ming warships also came and went, firing artillery counterattacks, and fired rockets to burn their sails.

The two sides fought for more than half an hour, and the Ming army successfully burned down an armed merchant ship of the Dutch, and lost several more ships.

At this moment, the violent wind suddenly stopped.

The wind quenches and the waves calm.

The Dutch warship that was extremely ferocious just now slowed down. Zheng Zhilong was overjoyed when he saw this and immediately sent an order to siege, and at the same time, the artillery on the island that had been waiting for a long time began to fire.

One cannon on the island opened fire, and at the same time, Zheng Zhilong personally led several Spanish ships from the Beiyang fleet such as the Fubo to attack.

Dozens of Ming army sailboats rowed the oars and approached like wolves surrounding tigers.

At this time, the Dutch army fell into the sun and the dragon trapped in the beach.

Zheng Jun got a great opportunity for them to implement the tactic they were best at, which was to use the help to board the ship for melee battles when they were moved at sea countless times.

The Dutch were best at the number of ships and cannons, and they seized the upper hand during battle, lined up and kept firing at a distance, using their range to gain the advantage. But now, they were trapped on the shore, without the wind, and were approached by the Ming army's small boats, and no matter how many cannons were, they became useless.

Several lighter fast sailboats tried their best to protect the warship, but the artillery on the shore was also quite fierce and soon sank one. The addition of several warships such as the Fubo also made the Ming army's firepower become more and more fierce.

Suddenly, countless cheers sounded, and the Marines on the Zhenhai took the lead in approaching the Batavia in the fire of artillery, and the rope hooks were thrown up, and then the fierce Nine-Headed Birds began to climb the boat regardless of the situation.

"Brothers, we are here, take him down and offer it to the Marquis to be a new flagship!" Yuan Goudan, who is now named Wang Guoqiang, has now become a 100-year-old general. He has a knife on his back, a short gun hanging around his waist, and a large slingshot, and is crawling up desperately with his brothers.

He had long been eyeing this giant ship. He was a personal soldier by Liu Jun's side for a while, and later entered the teaching battalion for a while, and now he has been promoted to the 100th General Office. He always thought that it was the Marquis who gave him all this, otherwise he would be just a small patrol archer.

The Marquis likes giant ships and cannons, so he will take down the largest ship for the Marquis to the Marquis.

"This ship belongs to our Marquis, no one can rob it!" Wang Guoqiang looked crazy.

He was the first to jump onto the bow of the ship, chopped over a sailor on the deck with one knife, then pulled out two short guns and shot one, and then knocked down two more. He threw the short guns that had finished shooting the gun aside, and he drew up his knife to continue slashing and killing. At this moment, the brothers behind finally jumped up.

When the Batavia was full, there were more than 800 people, and sometimes even loaded hundreds of troops, which could have thousands of people. But at this time, not only had the troops on the Batavia been transferred to the shore, but even the sailors were seriously insufficient. Otherwise, Wang Guoqiang and others would not have boarded the ship so smoothly.

Without the army soldiers who specialize in melee combat, the sailors are no match for soldiers like Nine-Headed.

Wang Guoqiang cut a young red-haired man who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old to the ground with a knife, and rushed into the captain's room.

Fan Bulong was wielding a sword to block the attacks of several nine-headed birds, supporting left and right, and was in trouble. Zhang Guoqiang took off a large slingshot from his waist, took out a lead bullet and shot it at the red hair. The lead bullet hit Fan Bulong's arm holding the sword. His hand numbed, and the sword fell to the ground, and several knives were then placed on his neck.

"I won't kill you if I surrender!" Wang Guoqiang said to Fan Bulong, "Do you understand?"

Van Buron nodded, "I am a nobleman, you can't treat me like this, I ask for treatment that matches my identity."

When Wang Guoqiang heard that the old man could speak Chinese, he laughed, "As long as you order the crew to surrender, everything is easy to say."

Fan Bron was extremely sad and angry, but the knife on his throat was so cold that it was even bleeding. He didn't know whether the blood was his or his crew members.

Such a real death threat made him nod helplessly.

"I surrender."

Van Bron surrendered, and the Dutch crew members who were still resisting on the deck also surrendered quickly. Then he sent people to the cabin below to announce the surrender, and the others finally surrendered one after another.

"Rise our nine-headed bird's flag to the mast, and this boat is ours."

Zheng Zhibao had already set his sights on the Batavia, but when he led the ship to arrive, he found that the mast had been marked with the nine-headed bird.

"Cao, these Chu Manzis, hurry up to grab things."

He wanted to get on the boat with some unwillingness, but a group of Nine-headed soldiers held a musket at them, publicly claiming to him that this was Nine-headed and that others were not allowed to board the boat.

Zheng Zhibao almost turned against him, but in the end he left with an ugly face.

He led his men to the next Dutch warship, but found that the warship was taken advantage of by the Chu army. Although the ship was still fighting, the Chu army refused to board the ship to help fight.
Chapter completed!