In just two minutes, the North Sea Fleet carried out five rounds of artillery bombardment, regardless of whether the enemy ship lost its combat effectiveness, it had to be replenished with shells, until the ship was completely engulfed by fire or directly broke and sank, Griffith has been in the army for decades and has rich experience, and at this time there is still an idea that the situation can be saved, he understands that if the fleet does not change the current straight line arrangement of the long snake type, it will only be eaten by the enemy on the opposite side, and he desperately shouted: "Quickly pass my order, evacuate the formation, and form a horizontal queue." ”

The smoke from the fire of the ships in front of them had slowly drifted to the Amsterdam, and the flag soldiers on it were desperately waving the flags to pass Griffith's orders, and at the same time the first mate also changed the course of the ships, making them go diagonally, trying to get out of the smoke shroud, otherwise the ships behind would not be able to see the flags, and the whole fleet would lose command.

Zheng Zhilong found through the telescope that after several rounds of artillery bombardment by the Ming army, the Dutch fleet in front had been completely defeated, and the Dutch fleet behind had opened a distance of thousands of meters from his side.

Zheng Zhilong's flagship slowly swept past the location where the Dutch battleship sank, at this time the war was not over, no one would pay attention to the Dutch soldiers in the water, the sea was full of tattered wooden planks, floating corpses, and many slightly larger planks were still alive Dutch native soldiers, they looked numb at the huge fleet advancing on the side, and some people couldn't help but shout for help.

Shi Lang picked up a musket and wanted to shoot at the Dutch soldiers on the driftwood, Shi Daxuan stopped Shi Lang and said with a smile: "Silly boy, don't waste bullets, there are many big mackerel (sharks) in this sea, and they will have to die in the belly of the fish without a stick of incense!" ”

The Dutch had gained valuable time to adjust their battle formation, so Griffith ordered: "Order the fleet, cut to the left, concentrate all the fleets, and deal with the enemy ships on the left." ”

The two sides adjusted their best angles, the first to fire the cannon was the Ming Army's North Sea Fleet, sixteen battleships fired together, hundreds of shells flew to the Dutch fleet in an instant, there was a rumbling sound everywhere, several Dutch ships had been shot and caught fire, this time both sides were lined up in a horizontal formation, and there was no distinction between front and back, several shells also fell near the Amsterdam, and the huge lang set off Griffith's whole body was wet Griffith as if he was unconscious, and now it has not reached the best firing distance, and it is not necessarily advantageous for the Ming army to fire first, On the contrary, he will expose his firepower, Griffith's heart is even more confident, the opponent's artillery is only about 500 to 600, and his own artillery can reach up to 800 on one side, with the previous record of the Netherlands, you can hit the opponent more than 100 rounds at a time, enough to sink several opponent's warships, and let out a bad breath.

The second round of bombardment by the Boom Ming Army came again, and the distance between the two sides was closer, and this time the Dutch had a few more ships that were artilliated, and Griffith felt a shock under his feet, and an unstable, tall body almost fell on the deck, and not far from Griffith, a large hole in the deck stretched downward. The Amsterdam is a large ship, and it has also been taken care of by the Ming army, and this time, in addition to a few near-misses, there is also a shell that falls straight on the deck.

Griffith subconsciously lay on the deck, and Griffith's chest was pressed against the deck, and he was really uncomfortable. Some shells were fired into the sea. Lift up a high column of water. The shock wave carried the seawater and poured onto the ship, and the fishy smell was mixed with the smell of gunpowder.

Thankfully, it's not a flowering bomb!

Griffith breathed a sigh of relief, already terrified. If it's a flowering shell, then the shell that just hit the hull of the ship is enough to send him to God, "return fire~ return fire!" Griffith's flag-bearers who still wanted to turn the tide of the battle on the Amsterdam lowered the flags, with the Amsterdam as the center, and the Dutch guns spewed out flames one after another, and the first large-scale counterattack of the Dutch fleet finally came.

The sea around the Dingyuan ship was suddenly monstrous, a large amount of sea water poured into the deck, and there were even a few unlucky sea fish lying on the deck and struggling to jump. In this salvo of the Dutch fleet, at least hundreds of shells were aimed at the Dingyuan.

Gu San Mazi heard no less than ten shells hitting the deck or side chord of the Dingyuan, and the moment the shells flew, several of Gu San Mazi's guards lay Gu San Mazi Pu under him, so he was just wet by the seawater.

The wounded soldiers were hurriedly carried to the lower deck for treatment, and the dead soldiers were temporarily put aside, the gunners on the Dingyuan were on the lower deck, and there were not many people on the upper deck, although there were many shells, but only one soldier died, and six people were injured From the beginning of the cannonballs, Griffith pointed the telescope at the Dingyuan, and when he saw the shells hitting the other party one after another, Griffith had a smile on his face, but as soon as the smoke passed, Griffith's eyes jumped out in surprise. I saw that there was not even a fire point on the Dingyuan, and there seemed to be no hole in the hull. That was natural, not only did the Dingyuan use a lot of steel ribs when it was built, but it also covered the hull with iron armor, and the durability of the hull was greatly improved. The Dutchman's shells were like scratching their boots, and before Griffith was surprised, he saw smoke rising from the gun door of the Ming Dingyuan, which was the Ming warship firing again. Accompanied by the characteristic thumping sound of a grenade shotgun. Eighteen kilograms of loose steel balls burst out of the barrel. Suddenly, a cone, with an area of several tens of meters wide, was formed, enveloping the enemy ships approaching on the opposite side.

Griffith was stunned when a whooshing sound came from the sky, and Griffith didn't have time to react, and a dozen steel balls hit Griffith's chest, lower abdomen, and face mercilessly. There were several powerful shots that pierced his body directly. Griffith let out a heart-rending howl of pain, trying to dodge only to hear a pounce, and a steel ball shot through his left eye and popped out of the back of his head, and the blood mixed with the brain spurted the face of the minions in the back. Griffith fell backwards unwillingly, and happened to see the first mate who was squatting next to the wooden box, trembling with fright, seeing this scene, and was immediately frightened and helpless, and the shrapnel that came all over the place immediately quieted the Dutchman on the Amsterdam, but then it turned into the wailing of his father and mother. The shrapnel was not very destructive to the battleship itself, but the lethality to the deck crew was unprecedented. Most of the Dutch sailors did not have time to dodge and were shot one after another, suffering heavy casualties. Especially the helmsmen of the warships, who were so busy controlling the steering wheels and sails that they could not dodge. One of the helmsmen was injured and threw himself to the ground, and the moment he fell to the ground, he deflected the rudder controller in his hand, sending the Amsterdam to the right full rudder.

Fortunately, the Amsterdam suddenly deviated from course and collided with each other. Two Spanish galleons were violently rammed by the Amsterdam, causing their hulls to break. The sea water immediately poured into it violently, and the hull began to sink rapidly.

The Dutch fleet, which had lost its commander, suddenly fell into a deadly chaos, and when Zheng Zhilong led the fleet to the sea of Batavia, none of the Dutch warships parked in the harbor dared to fight, so Zheng Zhilong led the Ming naval army to swagger and landed on the beach in Batavia, and as soon as he landed, a soldier reported that Li Weijing had come to ask to see Zheng Zhilong, and when he saw Li Weijing, he was immediately startled, "Brother Li, why do you look like this?" I saw that Li Weijing's hair was scattered, his clothes were untidy, and there were a lot of dried blood stains on his body and hair, "It's too miserable~~ It's too miserable!" When Li Weijing saw Zheng Zhilong, he immediately cried bitterly, "Brother Li, don't be in a hurry to cry first~ You are talking!" Zheng Zhilong hurriedly asked Li Weijing for a long time before he choked up and said, "Since I returned to Java from Borneo, I have been preparing for the uprising. But somehow, the Dutch heard the news, and in the name of searching for weapons, they ordered the overseas Chinese in the city to hand over all sharp weapons, and the red-haired ghosts searched for overseas Chinese from house to house, regardless of men, women, and children, and killed them when they were caught, and carried out bloody looting of our Chinese people. The massacre lasted seven days, during which nearly 10,000 overseas Chinese were killed in the city, only 150 escaped, 600 or 700 houses were burned and looted, and property losses were incalculable. The overseas Chinese outside the city, under the command of several of our Kapitans, fought fiercely with the Dutch army, suffering more than 1,000 casualties. ”

"Damn red-haired ghost!" Zheng Zhilong pushed Li Weijing away, and pulled out the Yanling knife with a bang, "Where are the generals?" ”

"The last general!" Shi Daxuan, Liu Guoxuan and others who were present were also furious when they heard Li Weijing's crying, and Shi Lang said angrily: "The Franc machine killed my Chinese people in Luzon, and the Dutch red hair killed my Chinese people in Java, could it be that my Ming people are born cheap and slaughtered?" Vow to pay with blood! ”

At this time, Gan Hui interjected and asked, "Brother Li, did the red-haired people drive the local natives to kill my Huamin?" ”

"Yes~" Li Weijing wiped his tears and said, "Those natives are stupid and lazy by nature, and they are jealous of my Chinese people's hard work and prosperity, so they are more ruthless than the red-haired ghost who killed my Chinese people." ”

"These students~" Zheng Zhilong scolded: "Then let's also learn from An Guogong's method of attacking Luzon and use the natives as pioneers." ”

So, the scene that appeared in Manila was repeated in Batavia, the natives in Java were terrified, they dared to rob and kill the Chinese in the massacre, just because they had the support of the Dutch, and now the army of the Ming Dynasty came, and these natives who came down from the trees for a few days were suddenly frightened.

So, driven by the guns of the Ming army, these natives who should have killed a thousand knives rushed to Batavia with weapons stained with the blood of the Chinese people, and fought with the natives who were employed by the Dutch. The fierce battle lasted seven days and seven nights, and the corpses of the natives were strewn in and around the city of Batavia. Until the ninth day, the governor of Batavia, Anthony? Fan? Dimon led more than 100 Dutch soldiers and more than 1,000 civilians who had not yet died to surrender to Zheng Zhilong, Zheng Zhilong used the right to act cheaply given by Song Youliang to behead the surrendered Dutch red hairs by the Red Creek where the Dutch slaughtered the Chinese people, and also dug out their hearts and livers to sacrifice the dead Chinese people. Subsequently, Zheng Zhilong aimed his cannon at the Dutch remnant in Malacca.

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