"I... Not dead? When Yang Bo woke up, he saw He Qifeng stretching his neck to look at him, and finally remembered what happened before, pointed at He Qifeng with his finger, and said, "You're not dead, hehe.."

Yang Bo grinned, and suddenly his brain tingled, and he couldn't help but rub the back of his head.

"Brother, I..."

He Qifeng spoke with a crying tone, and his expression could not be seen clearly in the dark, but he could hear it from his voice, full of guilt.

"It's fine." Yang Bo waved his hand, but when he heard a cannon bang, he immediately became nervous and sat up.

"Childe, don't worry, I've been observing for a while, this is the Burisham fighting nonsense." Wang Changsheng came over, even with a smile on his face, and said calmly: "Their boat seems to have a problem, and it hasn't moved for half a day. ”

It was true, a wall on the Burisem that stood still on the sea, but from time to time it fired at both sides, and the landing point and direction were scattered.

Yang Bo's boat was behind the butt of the Burisham, and the Burisham was fighting so aimlessly, it was a complete bluff, but it told Yang Bo that they had not found the boat at all.

And the Corfin, the bow of the ship is sinking, the butt has been upturned, and there are constantly terrible screams from the ship, it seems that He Qifeng has indeed hit the waterline of the bow of the Cofeen, and the ship is probably in a mess now, and it is too busy to take care of itself.

Wang Sheng used the cover of the night to the extreme, simply asked the boat to stop, and used the first aid method given to them by Yang Bo, that is, artificial respiration, to save He Qifeng and Yang Bo one after another.

All this is under the nose of the Dutch, which shows that he is sober-minded and calm, which makes Yang Bo quite gratified.

"Lights on the Coffion?" He Qifeng exclaimed.

Yang Bo leaned over, and sure enough, he saw a bright light in the middle of the Cofin, which was just a flickering point of light at first, but it was constantly expanding, no, it was not a light, it was something on the ship that was burning.

Yang Bo's heart was excited, and he said urgently: "It may be on fire, we have to leave quickly." ”

The fire on the Cofien grew bigger, and the light of the fire would reveal the whereabouts of the boat, so close that the Dutch could beat the boat into a sieve without firing a gun.

The oarsmen all used their best strength, desperately swinging the oars in their hands, and with each stroke, the sound was like a hammer hitting Yang Bo's chest, and the sound was too loud.

The boat rushed forward, Yang Bo glanced at the Burisham, which was close at hand, and the body became more and more huge, and everyone was terrified when they looked at it.

"In just a quarter of an hour, we're safe." Rao is Yang Bo, who has never believed in Buddhism, but at this moment he is silently reciting in his heart: "Buddha bless, good people have good rewards, good luck will always follow, after tonight, I will build a temple in Shenjiabao, not a stone temple, but a real monk temple..."

At this moment, the captain of the Burrisem Drenthe was also praying, but Drenthe was praying to God.

Drenthe stood on the lookout, leaning in to see that the cannon runners on the left and right sides of the ship were firing tentatively, and the flash of fire allowed him to see clearly the sea near the Burisem, except for the traces of the rain and snow and the rolling sea, there was endless darkness, and nothing could be seen.

"God Almighty, help me." Drenthe crossed his chest and prayed reverently, "My ship has been attacked, but I don't know where the enemy is." ”

Who would send someone to attack his fleet in such a very cold rain and snow weather, and in the dark night when he couldn't see his fingers, which is completely inconsistent with the rules of naval warfare.

It's Yang Bo, it must be him, Yang Bo is a special person, different from all Ming people.

A vague figure flashed in Drenthe's mind again, but a strange thought arose in his heart.

"Perhaps, I should meet him and see what he was born like, why is he so different?"

"Your Excellency, Captain." Sanders hurried up to him, and in a trembling voice, reported to him a photographable news, "It has been confirmed that the rudder of the Burisham is damaged and unoperable. ”

"What?"

Drenthe suddenly felt the world spinning, his heart was full of despair, his hands couldn't help but grasp the railing tightly, his trembling legs were no longer able to support his tall body, and his throat tightened, making him breathless.

He had to find a place to sit down, and Drenthe turned with great difficulty, and walked slowly to the curved wooden platform, where there was a captain's chair for him, on which he slumped on the back, staring with empty eyes at the flask, and he wanted to drink something, but his arm seemed to be filled with lead, and he never lifted it.

"O merciful God, will you bear to let the Burrisem be slaughtered and sit idly by?" ”

Drenthe sat weakly in his chair, but an uncontrollable anger rose in his heart.

His men didn't even see the shadow of the enemy ship, but the Burizem had already been hit by two bullets, and the rudder was damaged, which meant that the Burizem could not move.

"Your Excellency, it is pitch black on the ship, and it is difficult to verify the battle damage, do you think the lighting control should be lifted, and whether the Burisem should be anchored and hung with full sails?" Sanders walked over and asked cautiously.

Drenthe shook his head slightly, his eyes still fixed on the flask, and said: "The closed cabin can be lit, the deck, the mast, and the lookout will not be restored for the time being, and now that the enemy is unknown, turn on the lights, and the Burisham is a live target." ”

Speaking of this, Drenthe finally raised his eyes to Sanders, shook his head and sighed: "You can't hang the sails full, it's a northeast wind tonight, and it will blow the Burrisem to the shallow water and run aground." ”

There was a rush of footsteps outside the command module, and as soon as the person entered the command cabin, he eagerly reported: "Captain, there is a fire on the Coffian, and it looks like it is about to sink." ”

Drenthe stood up with both hands on the armrests of the chair, and said in a trembling voice: "Dear Sanders, arrange a lifeboat and take Billy Lange from the Coffian, as much as you can save, go." ”

"Yes, Captain." Sanders straightened up, said yes, and turned to leave the command cabin.

"Oh God.."

Drenthe muttered quietly, trying to straighten up, straightening the collar of his military uniform with both hands, and turning to remove a long sword hanging from the bulkhead.

With a bang, a cold light flashed, and the long sword was unsheathed.

.......

"Hey, I feel like I've reached the pinnacle of my life."

Yang Bo and He Qifeng stood at the stern of the boat, watching the fire ignited on Cofien slowly disappear from sight, far enough away that they were completely safe, Yang Bo sang on a whim, singing so hi, and it was the Sichuan version.

"Brother, what kind of weird tune are you singing?"

He Qifeng is used to it, as long as Yang Bo makes a move, he will inevitably return with a big victory, and he feels that today is not a big deal compared to before, and I don't know what Yang Bo is so happy for.

The people on the boat were also cheering, Yang Bo's strange tone sounded strange, and it was not difficult to learn, the oarsmen rowed the boat, while singing, the atmosphere on the boat was really a little hilarious.

The Cofien is about to sink, and it must be hopeless.

The Burisham was hit by two bullets, and although Yang Bo didn't know that the shot at the stern of the ship had just hit the rudder, judging from its strange behavior after being shot, its condition was definitely not better.

Lei Jizi's clipper is nearby, but Yang Bo confessed that they are not allowed to approach at night, and until tomorrow morning, Lei Jizi will definitely go over to inspect it, and the Burisham cannot move, even if it has thirty-four canon runs, it is just a dish.

The boat was also in a hurry, as if it was floating on the sea, and it was speeding towards a fire on the shore, and the fire on the shore had already ignited when Yang Bo fired a signal flare.

Soon the boat was about to dock, Wang Changsheng picked up a penny and began to support the boat.

Yang Bo had already learned that Wang Changsheng was using this penny to find him and He Qifeng who were sinking in the sea.

Speaking of which, Yang Bo, like He Qifeng, is an impulsive character, and under the circumstances at that time, he should listen to Wang Changsheng's opinions more, and then go to the sea to save people, otherwise, not only He Qifeng can't save him, but even he has to get in.

Yang Bo was also happy at the stern, turned around and walked to the middle of the boat, walked to Wang Changsheng's side, and said to He Qifeng: "Qifeng, we are in distress tonight, thanks to Wang Changsheng, we have picked up a life, you have to thank others." ”

Unexpectedly, after Wang Changsheng heard it, he waved his hand again and again, and said: "Childe, don't kill me, it is Gongzi's great fortune and great creation, how dare I be greedy for merit." ”

Is this Wang Changsheng modest, he really thinks so in his heart, saving people is one thing, Yang Bo's life is another thing, who doesn't know in Shenjiabao, Yang Bo is an extraordinary body, and he can't die at all.

When a gunner heard this, he leaned over and coaxed: "Thank you, we are going to make great contributions when we come out with Gongzi, if we want to thank you, we should also thank Gongzi." ”

However, He Qifeng casually arched his hand with Wang Changsheng, which can be regarded as thanks.

After a while, the boat finally docked.

This area is a continuous swamp, and there is a rare high ground, which is the so-called shore, where there is a fire, and behind the fire there is a simple grass hut, in which lives an old man, who is preparing to get Yang Bo and them some food.

Although this trip has made a great achievement, everyone is happy, but it is indeed tired enough, everyone around the fire, roasting the fire, warming the body, finally can have a good rest for a while.

The clothes on Yang Bo and He Qifeng were soaked, so they took them off and tortured them dry, and Yang Bo chatted with He Qifeng casually.

"The wind, this time you can also be regarded as a meritorious service, in the future, you will learn to steer a boat with this big brother Lei, and don't think about going back to the musket camp all day long."

He Qifeng heard this, and said with a bitter face: "Brother, you know that I like guns, and this boat is a nautical chart and a compass, I don't read much, and I can't understand it." ”

He Qifeng likes to shoot guns, Yang Bo knows it, just like that time in July, one shot at a time, like fighting rabbits, He Qifeng likes it the most, and he is also the best at it.

It is indeed difficult for a strong man to let him learn to drive a ship and learn naval warfare, and Yang Bo realized that he is indeed a little wishful thinking.

He also inquired with Lei Jizi about He Qifeng's performance on the boat, but he was absent-minded on the boat, and now it seems that what He Qifeng said is the truth.

He Qifeng was reading, but he was reading some three-character scriptures and thousand-character texts, and the words on them were barely recognizable, but whether it was sailing a ship or naval battle, at least in Yang Bo's opinion, it was a technical job, and these alone were far from enough.

Wang Changsheng is a good seedling, thoughtful, calm, familiar with maritime affairs, and careful study, at the moment he is an artillery squad under He Qifeng, but in the future, he will definitely stand out in the navy.

"The wind, otherwise, the men and horses of the second team of the musket battalion of Wang Lianying's battalion performed well when fighting Liu Xiang this time, so you will take it with you for the time being." The clothes had been dried, and Yang Bo put them back on, and was fastening the buttons, as he said.

"What about Wang Lianying?" He Qifeng was overjoyed when he heard this, but he still asked.

Yang Bo fastened the buttons, looked up and said to He Qifeng: "Wang Lianying, I have another appointment, he wants to go to Liaodong." ”

The old man's food was also ready, and he was calling people over to eat, and Wang Changsheng and they had already passed.

"I'm going to set up a marine battalion to specialize in cross-sea operations, based on the current second team, and then slowly expand in the future, I warn you first, since it's a marine battalion, after all, it is still inseparable from the ship, you can't be half-hearted."

"Brother, don't worry, as long as I can shoot, I will never let my brother down."