Butterfly Transformation (3)

"Da Song is much weaker than Da Yuan, so it's not wrong to follow Da Yuan and wave his fist at Da Song." At breakfast, Lin Kewang, the commander of the army, instilled this with his son Lin Hu'er.

The Lin family is a Goryeo family, and there have been big heroes like Lin Yan, and there have also been "rebellions" who don't know the current affairs. Now that heroes and rebellion are gone, the task of how to ensure the prosperity of the family falls on Lin Kewang. Regarding this point, Lin Kewang has a very safe plan, that is, to rely on Da Yuan and threaten but not challenge Da Song. Putting it into action is that in front of the Great Yuan officials, we must show great hatred for the Great Song Dynasty. But in terms of military affairs, it must be far away from Fujian. Although the Great Song Dynasty entrenched in Fujian looked dying, the Great Song Dynasty with only one breath left was enough to make Goryeo irreversible.

Therefore, Lin Kewang showed a very positive attitude of support for the huge preparations for the Song Dynasty in Goryeo. But Lin Kewang also turned a blind eye to the craftsmen's cutting corners under the hint of the king. Anyway, the Song Wheel didn't come to him, a Goryeo general, to be the main attacker, and anyway, after the ship left Busan, there was no responsibility for the Lin family......

"I know, cling to the strong, using the strength of the strong to attack the weak, and at the same time strengthen ourselves!" Lin Hu'er can be taught, and he summed up by inference.

"Good boy! Come, eat a piece of salted fish! Lin Kewang smiled and patted his son's head and praised. There are successors to the Lin family, just like the Wang family and the Cui family in history, maybe one day they will have the opportunity to reach the top. Deep down, Lin Kewang thought comfortably.

Suddenly, there was a muffled thunderclap from the horizon, which shook the table. The teacup placed in the corner of the table toppled over, rolled twice, and fell straight to the ground.

"Shelling!" Lin Kewang jumped up, pushed away his stunned wife and children, and quickly jumped out of the wooden building. Standing on the balcony, he saw clouds of smoke rising from the old familiar forts, and more smoke rising in the direction of the harbor, with a faint red light.

This is the scene where he often wakes up in nightmares, every time he wakes up, he is dripping with cold sweat, and his wife asks him what terrible things happened in his sleep, Lin Kewang always avoids answering. However, unlike those street gangsters who relied on the Northern Yuan garrison and ignored the Great Song Dynasty, Lin Kewang knew that waving his fist at people needed strength as a backing. Blind arrogance often leads to unexpected results.

"Come on, prepare horses, carry weapons!" Lin Kewang shouted loudly.

"Prepare the horse, prepare the horse for the general!" Lin Kewang's personal soldiers shouted hoarsely. This was not a cannon drilled by the Mongol army defending the port, and the Mongols were reluctant to shoot so many shells at once. There is only one answer, the Song people are coming, and the legendary Great Song fleet is coming.

But the Great Song Dynasty is a state of etiquette, how can it easily start a war against other countries. While approving the armor, Lin Kewang thought desperately. This is not the Great Song Dynasty he is familiar with, the Great Song Dynasty he is familiar with has never declared war on foreign countries, even if there is a contradiction with a country that is much weaker than himself, he always takes the initiative to make concessions.

"Master, do you have to go?" Lin Kewang's wife rushed out and asked while pulling the reins of the horse. Two side chambers, three sons, at the same time raised their faces, expecting his answer.

"The enemy hits the door of the house, and I have the responsibility to defend the land!" Lin Kewang jumped on horseback and replied angrily. Let go of the reins and watch the kids! ”

"But that's Dayuan fighting with others, we are Koreans!" Lin Hu'er raised her head and shouted at her father.

Koreans? Dayuan? Lin Kewang hesitated for a moment, looked at the black smoke rising high in the port, looked at his pink-carved son, and then looked at his wife who was secretly weeping, and didn't know how to comfort him.

Da Yuan and Da Song fought a war, I killed it, is it worth it? A voice was in Lin Kewang's ear, asking loudly. Da Yuan won, is it good for Goryeo and the Lin family? The Great Song Dynasty won, what are the benefits to Goryeo and the Lin family? He felt that his head was a mess, as if two armies were fighting in his mind.

The sound of artillery is getting denser and denser, and the smoke of gunfire is getting thicker and thicker. Individual shells broke away from the target and fell into the complex near the port. The wooden buildings burst into flames, and craftsmen carried the only packages they had, running around like flies among the fires. The cry passed through the smoke and vaguely reached Lin Kewang's ears.

"Order, order all the infantry, all the archers, go to the ambush half a mile outside the port, and prepare to meet the enemy landing!" Lin Kewang looked at his family and finally made the "right" decision.

The wife, the side room, the children, and the guards all smiled, their eyes full of admiration.

No matter how sharp the artillery of the Great Song Dynasty is, it can't hit half a mile away from the shore, and the ambush location chosen by the lord is too clever!

The flag was unfurled, and the Goryeo soldiers of the brigade rushed out of the barracks and rushed towards the "ambush" site. Prepare to give the Song army a head-on blow to the landing. With their careful "cooperation", the gun emplacements placed by the Mongols around the port were quickly cleaned up by the Great Song fleet. The Goryeo fleet, which had lost its artillery cover, was like a shelled egg, at the mercy of the Song sailors.

The Mongol Wanhu Balaguncang, who was guarding the port, tried to mobilize the men and horses on the shore to launch a counterattack, but when he saw the Goryeo army slowly coming in a neat line, and then looked at the rows of black holes on the sea, he hesitated. In the end, he had no choice but to accept Lin Kewang's suggestion to hold the main road outside the port to prevent the enemy from landing.

The sailors without land protection were on the verge of destruction, and several wounded Goryeo warships, under the coercion of the Mongol captains, staggered out of the harbor and desperately rushed towards the Great Song fleet. Knowing that they were going to die, the Mongol warrior lit a fire at the bow and stern of the ship, hoping that he would die with his opponent. The Goryeo sailors in charge of the oars did not dare to flee, crying and screaming, and with all their strength to operate the oars, the bulky battleship approached the enemy step by step.

"Lean up, lean up, burn them, the Great Khan is watching us!" The Mongolian captain encouraged in a language that no one on board could understand.

"Mom!" A few captured Han oarsmen jumped out of the side of the boat and plunged headlong into the sea.

The Mongols' feathered arrows soon caught up with them, and blood flowers floated on the water. Life rides the currents of a foreign country and floats to the ends of the earth.

Du Hu couldn't see these tragic details on the ship, and even if he did, he wouldn't order the attack to stop. The Han people who boarded the Northern Yuan warship were not Song people in his eyes, and there was no mercy in front of the two armies. Several Great Song warships quickly left the team and blocked the path that the Goryeo ships had to pass. Dozens of guns roared at the same time, and a huge column of water swept the enemy ships up and down.

A Goryeo suicide ship sank, and desperate sailors cried and disappeared into the smoke. The second did not last a quarter of an hour, and then stepped into the wake of the first, the third ......, the fourth..., and the smoke from the broken mast blocked the harbor.

"Boom", a battleship was hit, the mast, the ship's side, the canvas, and the stump of the sailor flew into the sky together, and with the shells fell, they were lifted up by the huge waves that exploded, and they fell again .......

"Boom" another battleship broke, and the sailors watched blankly as the sea water poured onto the deck, flooding their feet and their eyes.

On the Goryeo battleship that was not hit, some people cut off their own masts, and some people hung their white clothes on the mainmast one after another.

"Sink them all!" Du Hu saw the enemy's flag lowering, but ordered someone to give a cold order. He didn't want any capture, this inferior product that broke with a single shot, used for navigation was tantamount to suicide.

The detachments approached, and under the desperate eyes of their opponents, they fired their artillery.

In the sight of the soldiers on both sides, the newly born Northern Yuan Goryeo fleet came to the end. One by one, the wounded battleships whirled and slowly sank underwater. On deck, desperate soldiers picked up all the wooden objects that could float and scrambled to jump into the sea. The unwarmed waters immediately froze their bodies stiff, and most of them lost their last sense of consciousness before they could swim to shore.

"Abandon the ship, and those who abandon the ship will not be killed. Swim desperately to the shore! The one-sided slaughter made Su Gang's heart soften, and this guy, who had never known what mercy was, shouted at the Goryeo people.

His voice was drowned out by a loud explosion, and more Goryeo battleships were shot and sank. The sea was full of desperate soldiers. Beside the embankment, the officers and soldiers of the shore guards, who had lost the courage to resist, lay down in the earthen pit, allowing their companions to struggle in the sea, but did not dare to rush out to help.

On the shore, a few old Han craftsmen couldn't bear it and ran out of their hiding places. At the risk of being hit by artillery, he rushed to the shore and used ropes and wooden poles to fish up the soldiers near the shore.

Their actions inspired many cowards, and some of the port Goryeo guards tentatively joined the rescue operation. The ship, there is certainly no hope of saving. But most of the soldiers who fell into the water were their clansmen, and the last one who could be saved was one.

Living Yama Du Hu saw all this in his eyes, sighed, and put down the binoculars. Let the herald give the order to avoid attacking the shore. The approaching warships repeated the order. For the safety of the country, everyone can not show mercy to the subordinates of the Northern Yuan Goryeo fleet, for those actions on the ship, at a glance, they know that the soldiers have not eaten food for a few days, and the Song people have given them the greatest chance to escape with their kind nature.

"If you don't die if you fight a tiger, you will eventually suffer from it. You don't want to think about how those Koreans followed the Mongols and killed my Great Song City! Captain Fang Sheng shook his head and sighed.

He was very dissatisfied with Du Hu's order, but he had no chance to refute it, so he had to vent his anger on those Goryeo warships that had not yet been silent. The detachment, under his command, approached and sent the ships underwater as fast as they could.

Several of the other squadron admirals saw it and sped up their efforts to destroy the opposing ships. Although many people could not understand Du Hu's compassion, no one fired more shots at the shore. Some battleships even quietly pulled away, trying to avoid the shells that had lost their target from falling to the shore.

Survivors of the sea scrambled to swim to the shore. The shore was full of soldiers, working together to give relief. Han craftsmen, Goryeo overseers, Mongolian warriors, at this moment, they all forgot their identities.

"It's over, within twenty years, the Goryeo Navy Division will not be able to avoid the Great Song Dynasty Battle Banner!" On the mound, Cui Dezhi, who was smoked like a ghost, thought desperately.

He knew that today's terrifying scene would forever remain in the memory of Goryeo Shui Yong, accompanying every battle in their lives.

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