The Ming fleet in the bay was still motionless. There were no sails on the bare mast, and it was dead. Countless giant ships, arranged in relatively neat matrices, swaying gently in the waves. This scene looks like a huge grave, and the magnificent water ruins have been abandoned here.

The real La people thought it was strange. The warship in front was gradually approaching the Ming army, and people could even see the copper cannon on the bow of the Ming army.

Suddenly, a "ding dong" sound of the guzheng strings wafted in the northeast wind. Things became even more strange. At this moment, shouldn't the Ming army panic?

More than one Zhenla general has already realized that something is not right.

However, the Ming army's giant ship was already in front of us, so the real La people did not take any practical action for a moment. Even if they wanted to turn around immediately, the sailing and sea boats could not be done immediately. Countless ships still floated forward with inertia.

The faint sound of the guzheng in the wind then turned into a quaint song.

The melody seemed to be a bit sad and sad in spring and autumn, but the rhythm was calm. The Zhenla nobles even felt a little arrogant from this soothing and elegant rhythm; because only people with sufficient status were qualified to pretend to be elegant?

After a while, a singing sound came from the carved windows with a very oriental classical color on a huge treasure ship: "The tide of spring river connects the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea is full of tides. The waves are rippling for thousands of miles, and there is no bright moon in the spring river."

The singing vaguely carries the operatic style of the Ming Dynasty, and he sighs with one song and three sighs. He seems to be sympathizing, and he seems to be merciful, pitying all living beings who have not been saved by the Buddha.

On the deck of a giant ship in the distance, a row of blue and yellow flags slowly rose between the masts.

In an instant, under the deck of the battleship on the water, a row of square holes were opened one after another. The black holes of muzzles, and the yellow Cancan copper cannon extended out of the boat hole.

Almost a moment later, two rows of intersecting red pennant flags also rose, followed by waves of sob horns.

"Boom boom boom boom" The sound of thunder in the long distance suddenly sounded everywhere. Because the distance was very close, the sound of cannon and fire made the real la people feel it almost at the same time. The fire on the sea was shining, dazzlingly bright, and white smoke rose into the air everywhere. In the smoke, the flames sprayed from the muzzle were like lightning in the clouds.

The Ming army's cannons roared one after another for a long time. When they were slightly calmed down, the trembling sound between the sea and the sky still did not stop; the rumbling war drums were beating on all sides, like the echoes and lingering sounds of cannons.

Amid the sound of war drums, some warships had already raised their sails behind the Ming army's formation. People used sliding ropes to pull the hard sails up, almost in a moment. The big ship blew the sails down the wind and began to slowly accelerate forward.

General Zhenla stood at the bow of the ship, clenched his fists tightly, staring ahead. The sound of war drums in the distance could not conceal the noise and hustle and bustle in the coalition fleet. The terrifying shouts and screams were heard, and they were "buzzing" in the wind.

The envoy who was full of thorns beside him was already shocked and stunned, as if he was stunned by the cannon.

After a long time, the messenger of the stinger said in an incredible tone: "Why? How is it possible?"

"General, what should we do?" Another voice came from behind.

General Zhenla did not answer immediately.

The shaking artillery bombardment just now was very terrifying, but the lethality was not too great. Although the two sides were relatively close, many of the Ming people's artillery shells still failed to hit the target. Even if they hit, one or two solid bullets could not sink the ship immediately; most of them caused the hull to rupture or casualties. Moreover, the damaged warships of the coalition forces were only in front of the row, which was not enough to affect the strength of the entire army.

The most dangerous place at this time is the warships that the Ming army dispatched to counterattack. They would then approach the front of them and launch a devastating attack on the coalition forces.

The general of Zhenla said again: "The Ming people are prepared and ask the general to order the retreat!"

The general was still silent, and he thought to himself: It's too late.

It's - the dead northeastern wind!

The least important detail of this battle was the wind direction, but it became the deadliest place for the coalition forces. The northeast wind was a good wind for the Ming army that was fighting back, allowing them to approach the coalition naval formation very quickly.

Facing the enemy ship that had already started sailing in a column, the real La people and the Mantao Gang made the warship turn around temporarily. Where can I still have time?

There is another fatal place. There are many ships in the coalition. If the flagships only convey messages through golden drums, a large number of warships may immediately flee; because only through simple sounds, people cannot distinguish the difference between retreating and escaping.

It is unrealistic for the general to convey more accurate and detailed military orders. At this critical moment, how can he still have the opportunity to send a ship out and convey military orders verbally?

However, there was no need for the general to order a retreat, and many ships in front of him had already begun to turn around and want to run away without authorization.

The general looked at the various situations on the sea and thought to himself: countless warships are still there, but the situation is no longer a matter of choice. At present, it is probably no longer a matter of choice, but no one can control the situation. It is like when a hurricane has arrived, people can only bear it, and can only watch the situation develop step by step, without escaping.

"Order to withdraw the troops." The general said simply. He did not have the shock and panic of the envoy, but only his powerlessness and helplessness.

...The drums on the water continued to sound, and various warships of the Ming Navy were shuttled southwest from the gaps in front of the formation. They even sailed while slowly re-forming, gradually forming two ships parallel, double-column attack formations.

Huge noises enveloped the inside and outside of the treasure ship. In addition to the drums coming from all sides, the shouts and shouts on and off the deck, the shouts and scolds were heard. Before this, the boat was in a tense and busy atmosphere.

The person who played the zither before was naturally Liu Ming, the envoy of the Ming Dynasty. At this time, only civil officials had no official duties.

He couldn't help during the war, but he was very excited and wanted to play the zither and sing. Before and after the war, he didn't panic.

There is really nothing to panic.

When the old Hong Kong Xuanwei envoy Shi Jinqing arrived in Da Nang, he brought some news. Shi Jinqing first told the eunuch Wang Jinghong and the general Chen Xuan, and later the important civil and military officials and eunuchs in the army were informed.

Liu Ming had already known the general content in his heart. Shi Jinqing wanted to make contributions through informing and become the actual helm of the old port.

The news was that Shi Jinqing's men bribed an Angkor Thom powerful man through bribes and found out some secrets of the pre-war planning of the Zhenla Army. Shi Jinqing believed that the Zhenla people were indeed likely to carry out the war according to their plans; he came with all his might and took the opportunity to make great contributions with all his heart.

Since the Zhen La people's plan, the Ming army had known it for a long time, and the Ming Navy was already strong and was not worthy of the Zhen La army at all. Then Liu Ming could not think of anything to worry about.

This battle made Liu Ming feel that it was not as dangerous as the hurricane that he encountered last time in Fujian and Guangdong.

After the row of guns under the deck were fired, Liu Ming stopped playing the zither. The thunderous sound of guns had already made the music unheard.

The hull was also shaken very hard just now. The sound of cannons stopped for a while, and Liu Ming's hands were still pressing the guzheng and teacup on the table to prevent them from capsizing onto the floor and falling.

Fire is not allowed to be fired on the warship. The tea in Liu Ming’s hand was obtained by soaking it in cold water for a whole hour. He hasn’t tasted it yet, so it would be a pity if he fell.

He confirmed that the cannon would not sound again for the time being, so he let go of the Guzheng, held up the teacup in his left hand, closed his eyes and took a sip, and let out a comfortable sigh from his mouth.

After drinking the tea, Liu Ming walked out of the official hall and came to the wooden railing to watch the battle situation.

The vague white smoke in the air has not dissipated, and the wind is still smelling of nitrate. The deck of the treasure ship where he is still empty, but many other warships are already full of sails, and the vanguard has crossed the formation and is slowly approaching the enemy.

On the distant sea, the enemy fleet that you can see with your eyes is already a little messy and no longer can make people see the queue. Liu Ming paid attention to the observation and found that many ships were turning around.

The battle continued and it took a long time. Liu Ming even thought about waiting for himself to soak a cup of tea in cold water, and perhaps he still couldn't see the result of the battle.

On the deck below, many generals were watching from the side of the ship. Although the soldiers were in their positions and were ready for battle, they could no longer see the busy scene. Everyone seemed to be just waiting.

A general walked to the railing outside the official hall, and when he saw Liu Ming, he held his fists and greeted him. Liu Ming also replied with a few greetings.

The general turned his head and looked ahead and said, "We have to wait a while. When the forwards have killed the generals, we will line up and sweep and clear the battlefield from behind."

Liu Ming said: "So that's it."

The general said again: "We are relatively light today. After fighting the battle here, we can wander around Saigon Bay and catch the people in the water. The brothers in front of us are not over yet."

Liu Ming asked: "Where is Commander Tang?"

The general looked up and pointed: "The command building is like us, standing and watching."

After hearing this, Liu Ming said goodbye to the general and walked towards the wooden stairs. If the war was fierce, Liu Ming would not be willing to interfere with Tang Jing, but he could talk a few words now.

He turned his head again on the wooden ladder and glanced at the front of the treasure ship. With a quick glance, the time was too short, which made people feel illusion, as if countless enemy ships in the distance did not move, but just floated there.

The scene between the sea and the sky is very grand and shocking, but it is very smooth at this moment.
Chapter completed!