Chapter 1206 Pretend

The mad-like battleship of the monarchy at sea, and with all his strength, huge dark red artillery shells flew over one after another, and continued to hit the exposed upper deck of the San Fernando, gunfire, explosion, and shouts.

, wailing sounds filled the ears.

The cannons flew across the sky, and the musket team in front of the marshal was instantly overturned by the dense cannons swept from close range. The tall orange-red figure slowly fell down, and Marshal Ferdinando died suddenly on the spot, and more and more

The Ming ship leaned forward, and the Dutch flagship fell into a bloody storm. The flagship was besieged to accelerate the demise of the Dutch fleet. The warships that were unwilling to fight all left the battlefield or raised their white flags to surrender.

With its fierce style and fearless courage, the Ming Navy defeated the Europeans' joint fleet in pieces. In the evening, most of the warships that were deeply trapped in the siege were sunk and surrendered, and the remaining ships fled to the southwest of the Indian Ocean.

He fled to East Africa without looking back.

On the sea, there were ships burning and smoke everywhere, and sailors jumped into the sea like dumplings to escape. The vast Indian Ocean was crowded with people, and Dutch soldiers who fell into the water were flooded by waves from time to time. The combined fleet with Dutch warships as the main force suffered heavy casualties, and the situation was over.

The scarred sea monarch was cruising on the sea surface, surfing. Yan Siqi couldn't hide the fanaticism in his eyes, and no more power could stop the Ming Navy from logging into the weak coastline of the Mughal Dynasty, and great things could be accomplished.

Standing on the tall upper deck of the flagship, Yan Dashuai looked at the dozens of remaining enemy ships fleeing desperately towards East Africa, and burst into laughter. Amid the laughter, the Ming ship, which had won a great victory, began to treat the wounded soldiers.

When cleaning up the battlefield, the laughter was a little sad. The Ming Navy won a tragic victory in this battle, with many casualties.

The fierce battle ended, Yan Siqi looked at the wreckage of a flying swallow ship nearby, and was still scared. If it hadn't been formulated to lead the snake out of the hole, if it hadn't been caught off guard by the Europeans, if it hadn't been Yang Tiansheng's sacrifice, if it hadn't been the arson ship that had dispersed the enemy ship

The formation. The outcome of this battle is unpredictable, and it is hard to say.

When the Europeans' tall warships lined up into battle formations connected by head and tail, the Ming Navy was actually at a disadvantage. Yan Siqi, who was a pirate, felt very powerless. After the joy of the victory, he sighed again. He was such a backward and barbaric pirate-style battle.

The style is probably difficult to deal with the ever-changing naval warfare changes. Taking the Ming Dynasty as an example, new warships are getting bigger and bigger, and there are more and more ship-based artillery. The tactic of relying on short-term connections is obviously out of date.

In the hustle and bustle, soldiers who fell into the water were rescued on the warships, and the Ming Navy was driving the power of the winner. Naturally, the sailors who fell into the water on their own were treated as soon as possible. I am sorry for those Westerners with big noses and blue eyes.

, Just soak in the water.

The noisy Indian Ocean calmed down late at night, and the battle was damaged. Yan Siqi felt aching in his heart. When he set out on the war, more than 300 ships were lost. After the battle, more than 80 warships of all sizes were lost. The losses of personnel were even heavy.

There were two or three thousand people all the time. The Ming Navy exchanged heavy casualties in exchange for victory in the Indian Ocean Battle, but no matter how big the casualties were, they were worth it.

The next day, early morning.

The tugboat, the scarred warship set sail, and returned to Malacca with wounded prisoners.

The fighter planes were precious, and Yan Siqi didn't care about supply and rest. He personally led more than 100 large and small warships to head northwest and attacked Guli Port according to the scheduled plan to gain larger and more fruitful results. At this time, the Indian Ocean coastal port that lost all its maritime combat power

It was like ripe fruits, quietly waiting for the Ming army to pick them.

A few days later, Guli Port was bathed in the afterglow of the sunset, which was beautiful.

A fleet on the sea was storming, fighting the Netherlands and Spain's warships showed their power and appeared outside the Guli Port. Looking at the fort, the tower was filled with huge noise. One by one, the frightened soldiers saw the flying flags and hugged them in vain.

We cheered together. At this time, no one would doubt the authenticity of this fleet. Will the joint fleet composed of several powerful naval powers be defeated? Don't make such a joke.

Soon, the bustling port fell into jubilation, and bells and drums were ringing to celebrate a major victory.

People took to the streets to welcome the successful return of meritorious fleets, and the port was soon filled with people.

On the sea, more than 80 warships flying with the Netherlands and Spanish flags were connected in a line and slowly approached the noisy port. On the deck, pairs of blood-red eyes, red figures swallowed their saliva, clasped their muskets, and were excited.

Looking at the unprepared port fortress, he drooled.

Yan Siqi said with a shout of war, and he would not miss such an excellent fighter.

He ordered the Ming army sailors to board the captured European warships, and under the banner of Europeans, they used more than 80 captured enemy ships as the main force of surprise attacks, and swayed and slowly posed for contact, trying to get on the port. On the deck,

The flag bearer, who was held by a knife, looked desperate, but in order to survive, he had to betray the poor compatriots who were guarding the Guli Port fort.

The Ming Navy's deception tactics achieved great success. A heavy artillery on the shore defense was lifted from its alert state, a hat was flying in the sky, and huge warships slowly landed on the shore. Under the gorgeous sunset, when the three

More than ten camouflaged Ming ships connected into a line, entering a range of three or five miles one after another, and tearing off the camouflage and revealing their hideous true appearance.

In the noisy and jubilant atmosphere, mighty warships were scattered in the port, lined up, and black gun doors were revealed. People who were celebrating happily were shocked. Three miles and five miles away, this heavy artillery from the shore defense was lost.

The function is too close.

boom!

When a three-masted warship flying Dutch flag suddenly tore through its disguise and began to fire artillery. Huge shells roared and smashed heavily into the dense crowds of people in the port, a huge disaster occurred. To be precise, a massacre. To be precise, it was a massacre.

, a bombardment of naval guns on soldiers, buildings, a purgatory test of blood and fire.

Boom boom boom boom!

In the port with flashing flames, the gunfire was filled with smoke. How could manpower resist the dense bombardment of ship-borne heavy artillery? In just over a dozen minutes, Guli Port fell from heaven to hell. The dark close-range shelling,

The howling shells quickly disintegrated the various defense facilities of the giant port.

It was spectacular and tragic. Before a heavy shore defense artillery could be displayed, it was destroyed by a terrifying shelling.

The harbor was full of panic, and soldiers were running around. The crowd was panicked and lost their composure under the threat of whistling shells, screaming and pushing to escape. On the mountainous shore defense raft platform, the terrified gunner threw it down.
Chapter completed!