Chapter Forty-Seven: Is Such a Requirement Too High?

"Nani? Thunder in the winter? Zong Lin heard the thunder in the distance, and glanced at the courtyard strangely, the sound of the sunny day, how could there be a cloud?

"No, it's not thunder, it's cannon......" Chunzhong's face turned pale suddenly, it was not the first time he had heard such a voice.

"It's a cannon, the galleon of the Nanban fires, that's the sound." Zong Huan's face also changed, and he glared at Chun Zhong angrily and said, "It was you kid who led the people of the Ming Dynasty to the mortar?!" ”

"No, I didn't!" Chun Zhong hurriedly waved his hands again and again, but his heart was very empty.

Fortunately, Zong Lin didn't have time to settle accounts with him at this time, and he didn't wear shoes, so he rushed out of the residence barefoot and ran to the platform to follow the prestige.

At the mouth of the bay, a large group of Chinese sailing boats appeared. In the rumbling cannons, white smoke filled the air, fire flickered, and dense shells whistled, destroying all the Japanese ships that came forward to block them!

"Eight Tooth Road!" Zong Lin was so angry that his face turned purple, and the people of the Ming Dynasty were too domineering! I didn't say I wouldn't cooperate with them! How can you fire without greeting?

"Buddha bless, ......" But in an instant, worry replaced anger, and the Bungo Navy was too important to him. Not only is it about whether or not Teruhiro Ouchi can be sent behind enemy lines, but it is also the key to taking the Kanmon Strait in a decisive battle!

"Lord, the enemy is too fierce, we must avoid its edge!" Zong Huan calmed down and hurriedly suggested: "You should immediately order the navy to move to the Oita River, and then send someone to make solemn representations to them!" ”

"Avoiding its edge? What to do with Usuki Castle? Zong Lin lowered his face and said, "Do you want to let Lao Ga's Utar City follow in the footsteps of Jiangchuan City and Sun Prison City?" If all the people on the front line knew that Usuki Castle had been destroyed, they would definitely withdraw their troops immediately! Maori Gong, Maori Gong, will definitely laugh off the big teeth. ”

"Yes, it's the old minister's misconsideration." Zong Huan hurriedly changed his words: "Then please ask the lord to authorize me to be the labor envoy to agree to a series of conditions for the Ming Dynasty fleet, so that the city can be preserved." ”

"Hmm." Zong Lin anxiously paced back and forth with a knife, and later made a decisive decision: "At this time, the words to talk are too passive, and the people of the Ming Dynasty will definitely open their mouths." We must first show our will to the death, fight with them, and promote peace with war! ”

As he spoke, he ordered in a deep voice: "Convey my original words to Wakabayashi Zhenxing, and I only need him to sink or capture an enemy ship, no matter how big or small." That's not a high requirement, is it? ”

"Hey." Zong Huan also wanted to persuade again, the mortar city is a dead thing, and if it is destroyed and rebuilt, it is more important to be human. Especially when the decisive battle with the Maori family is about to begin, the Bungo Navy can't afford to lose!

But the lord's words have all been said about this, and if he persuades him, it is indeed too much to say.

Zong Huan could only respond in a deep voice.

~~

In Usuki, the sailors who also heard the sound of artillery were urgently boarding the ship.

The Otomo family is rich and ambitious, and their opponents have always been the Maori family with the strongest naval army, so Zonglin is very willing to invest in the construction of the naval army. The Bungo Navy was stronger than the Mishima Waiko in terms of weapons and armor, and was not only equipped with a large number of 'big cylinders', but also installed bamboo bundles or iron shields on each ship, which greatly improved their survivability in the battlefield.

Moreover, their commander Ruolin Zhenxing is rigorous in governing the army, and the use of troops is very orderly, and he has the demeanor of a general. Under his leadership, the Bungo Navy grew into the No. 1 Navy in Kyushu, defending the maritime safety of the Otomo family.

This time, it was also Ruolin Zhenxing who arranged a team of warships at the mouth of the bay as an external guard, which did not allow the Ming Dynasty's fleet to break through directly into the harbor, and gave his main force the opportunity to assemble and fight, so as not to be wiped out like the Fangjin Naval Army.

In the water army house, after listening to the order conveyed by Zong Huan, Ruolin Zhenxing's expression was extremely solemn. As an excellent naval commander, he has been paying close attention to the Ming Dynasty fleet that has been making waves in Kyushu for a long time, and naturally knows that the lord's order is to send many naval troops to death in vain.

As for how much this is, it all depends on how high the killing efficiency of the Ming Dynasty firearms was.

"As long as you can sink or capture an enemy ship, no matter how big or small, you can give an account of the past. Then let's hurry back. After delivering the order, Zong Huan left in shame. He knew how difficult it was for a pure samurai like Wakabayashi Zhenxing.

There was no time to think about it, so Ruolin Zhenxing immediately went to the courtyard and gave the battle order. After the generals dispersed, he said to his young son, Wakabayashi Tongchang, "You stay in the camp. ”

"Why, father?" Tongchang is young but strong in martial arts, famous for his good shooting, and has also obtained the permission of Yanagi Xinyin Stream, so he naturally can't accept the arrangement of the enemy to be a turtle with a shrunken head. "The reputation of our Ruolin family's courage and loyalty can't be ruined on me!"

"Don't worry, in this battle, I will personally fight to protect the reputation of the family." Ruolin Zhenxing raised his hands and asked the slave to help him drape himself and said, "And you, you have to protect the future of the family." ”

As he spoke, he commanded his retainers in a deep voice: "Take care of him, don't let him take a step out of the house!" ”

"Hey!" Several samurai hurriedly responded in a deep voice, and then choked up and asked, "Lord, is this really the case?" ”

"Yes, the lord, we have stopped the enemy's troops, just waiting for the main force to fight, who knows who will kill the deer?"

"How many ships did the Ming Dynasty fleet that attacked the Fangjin Navy before?" Ruolin Zhenxing closed his eyes slightly and asked in a deep voice.

"I've heard about a dozen boats."

"What about the one who attacked the Iki Navy?"

"A dozen boats, too."

"What about the enemy ships that appeared this time?"

"Nearly fifty ......" his subordinates suddenly stammered: "Dang, the lord is saying that the Ming Dynasty fleet is coming together to deal with us this time?" ”

"Hmm." After draping it neatly, he took the iron helmet from his samurai, put it on his head and said, "This is an unfair battle. The power of the firearms of the Ming Dynasty is beyond our imagination, and there is no way to change the fate of defeat until we can come up with firearms that are enough to match......"

After saying that, he took his sword and strode out.

"We have loyalty, courage, and martial arts, father!" Tongchang, who was held back by several retainers, struggled desperately behind him.

"So we have to be loyal." Wakabayashi Zhenxing sighed and walked towards his big ship.

~~

In Oita Bay, as all the Japanese ships on the outer line were destroyed, the dense artillery of the Ming army gradually stopped.

The punishment fleet was not in a hurry to enter the port of Usu, but formed a two-line battle line at the mouth of the bay and waited for Otomo Sorin's reaction.

They came after Juntadashi Omura's ass, otherwise they wouldn't have come so quickly. After all, the coastal sea conditions are complex and the ocean currents are unpredictable, and only the Omura Navy who is familiar with the waters of Kitakyushu can know how to take the best route.

Zhao Hao stood on the stern of the ship, looking at the beautiful Usuki Mountain Castle and the bustling castle town in the distance, and the style of harmony with the West was pleasing to the eye.

"It's a beautiful city." Zhao Gongzi couldn't help but praise and said, "There is an inside taste of Attack on Titan." ”

"The Japanese slaves just don't have a long lesson, why do they still build the city by the sea......" Gao Jie stroked his unkempt beard and said with a disdainful expression.

"They just want to learn a lesson, and they don't have time to move the built city." Zhao Hao couldn't help but wonder.

"Lao Zhongcheng, this is to make it easier for us to fight!" Wang Rulong also smiled: "But if the old monk is smart, he should surrender obediently, and he won't give us this opportunity, right?" ”

"Hahaha, then you're wrong, they don't hit the south wall and don't look back." Zhao Hao smiled firmly: "If they don't let them bleed to despair, they won't be convinced." ”

"That's a bit of a trick." Wang Rulong couldn't help but scratch his head.

"That's not easy, let them bleed to despair." Zhao Hao smiled faintly. Before he finished speaking, he heard the lookout at the outpost blow a shrill whistle.

'Toot, toot......'

"It's really a head-iron." Wang Rulong couldn't help but be dumbfounded, he felt that any leader in his right mind should not waste his troops so meaninglessly.

Don't ask why, just don't beat it hard enough.

~~

This time it was the main force of the Bungo Navy, with five Ataku boats, more than 100 closed boats, and countless small mornings. Moreover, in order to reduce the damage caused by the Ming Dynasty's firepower, Wakabayashi Zhenxing also ordered to change the strict formation of the past, and pounced on the Ming army from the bay in a formation as scattered as possible.

Although he despised the Japanese navy's indiscretion, Wang Rulong did not dare to underestimate the enemy in terms of tactics. The group's troops are too small to afford losses!

"Execute Tactic No. 2." Wang Rulong ordered in a deep voice.

"Yes!" The herald immediately ran off the deck.

Soon, two red lanterns were immediately hung on the 101st ship, and the adjacent ships hurriedly hung the same number of lanterns, and the order was passed on to all the warships.

The navigators of the first ship ordered the funicular to turn the winch and pull up the long, thick anchor cable. Then he directed the sailors to carefully adjust the angle and size of the sails, trying to make the boat as stable as possible, so as to create better firing conditions for the gunners.

The gunners were even more on standby, waiting for the enemy to come into range. Ammunition has been replenished, malfunctioning artillery has been replaced, and their fire output has been restored to its peak.

Ten minutes later, the Bungo Navy entered the firing range, and the 101st ship fired the first shot, followed by the first column of guns competing to spit tongues of fire and roar out a dense number of shells.

"Rabbit give!" The Japanese samurai, with a strip of white cloth tied to his head, held a small sword, and urged the oarsmen to swing the oars desperately.

Before he could finish speaking, a 117-millimeter solid cannonball whistled in, blasting the upper half of his body directly into a blood mist. Then it ran through the entire boat, stringing more than a dozen sailors with sugar gourds.

Immediately afterward, one shell after another rained down. Rows and rows of sailors were shot through!

The Marines, who were not willing to be inferior, also began to fire rockets, and in the creepy whoosh, one rocket after another dragged a long tail flame towards the Ataka ships!

ps. There is one more more, and I will send it later.