"Report to the General, the ships are ready!"

The sentinel Song Gang clenched his fists and shouted, he deliberately shouted this louder, the purpose was to let the old people and women hear it.

Sure enough, when the old man heard this, he still clenched his hands.

"General? You, you, you..."

Song Gang said with a smile: "Old man, we are Wendeng Battalion, this is Ninghai Counselor, this time we are here to kill the Tartars and save you back!" ”

"Tartar, Tartar is ferocious, can you win?" The old man was obviously still a little afraid.

At this time, Du Yuan stepped forward and said: "Those Tartars have already run away, and the general is going to lead us to the sea and beat their butts fiercely!" ”

"Okay, good fight!"

Seeing the old man's tearful appearance, Wang Zhenghuo got up and said loudly:

"Du Yuan, you take a sentry to guard the empty island, and the rest of the people follow the general, board the ship and pursue!"

Du Yuan immediately clenched his fists and shouted, "Obey the order!" ”

At this time, the two sentinels led by Gao Liang had almost killed the remnants of the Qing army on the island, and Wang Zheng led the soldiers of the four sentinels of the Wendeng battalion, nearly 800 people quickly boarded the ship.

Many of the men in the Wenden battalion used to be slender sailors, and they boarded ships very quickly, and many things of sea warfare were done with little training.

Wang Zheng's fleet looks like a lot at first glance, but if it is placed on the sea, the scale is actually not large, there are less than a hundred ships in total, you know, the Zheng family's fleet is only a giant lucky ship There are thousands of ships, once they are dispatched, they will cover the sky and the sun.

Some of the large ships have just sailed from Yangma Island to Kongkong Island, and the pier on Yangma Island is not very large, and the largest of the many ships this time are a few medium-sized Fukushu.

One of the Fu ships was used by Wang Zheng as a flagship to command, and the rest of the Fu ships and Haicang ships were counted as more than a dozen, and these medium-sized warships were guarding around Wang Zheng's Fu ships.

The rest are mostly some small chain boats, alphabet boats, etc., which are dotted between the fortune boat and the sea boat, and can be used to respond at any time.

This is the first naval battle fought by Wang Zheng, and I am afraid that it is also a fairly small naval battle.

Fu ship, in fact, is the abbreviation of the warship produced in Fujian, this kind of warship is the standard equipment of the Ming army sailors in the past, among which the giant Fu ship is as tall as a building, the bottom tip is wide, the head and tail are high, there are guard plates on both sides, and the whole ship is divided into five layers.

The Fu ship under Wang Zheng's feet has three layers and three masts, the firearms on the ship are simple, and it is not equipped with Hongyi cannons and Francos, this time it is to pursue the Tartars, and the Tartars only have sailboats, so the soldiers are still temporarily set up according to the usual establishment, and the long-range firepower is only a dozen bird guns.

Strictly speaking, this is not an orthodox sailor at all, but even so, it is quite easy to defeat the Tartar's little sailboat.

Wang Zheng stood on the deck with his hands in hand, although the size of the fleet in front of him was not large and the establishment was not yet mature, but he could see the prototype of the sailors that would be established in the future.

The boundless sea, the banner of the word "king" fluttered in the wind here for the first time, the soldiers of the Wendeng camp stood behind Wang Zheng, the strong sea breeze blew, and many people were physically and mentally comfortable.

Dong Youyin jumped on the deck a few times, and the hull of the ship seemed to shake a few times, this kid is actually a rare landlubber in Jiaodong, and he hasn't slowed down until now.

"When I catch up with the Tartars, I'll have to wring their heads off."

Huang Yang smiled: "Come on, you, first familiarize yourself with the water, and then you might as well make jokes with the Tartars." ”

Dong Youyin glared at Huang Yang, and scolded and said, "Damn, let you laugh, you won't be able to laugh when you fall into the water." ”

Huang Yang patted him on the shoulder, shook his head and said, "It's also in the same boat, I won't fall before you, but then again, even if I fall, I will be able to water!" ”

Dong Youyin's face was not convinced, and he wanted to say something more, when suddenly a soldier pointed to the front and shouted:

"There are enemy ships!"

The two of them hurriedly put their minds away and looked over, and sure enough, there was a small piece of sailboat in front of them, and the people on the boat were rowing fiercely, as if they had also seen Wang Zheng chasing them.

Not far in front of these small sailing boats, there were more than two dozen medium-sized sailing boats, and the Tatar ginseng leader roared and spat flying, desperately trying to get away from the Ming fleet behind.

He never thought that he had run to the sea, and the Ming army was still in hot pursuit, and they actually had such a big ship, how did this be built.

Each of the lucky ships is more than ten times the size of his sailboat, which is simply a behemoth, not to mention that there are more than a dozen such boats, followed by dozens of small boats, and now he has no stubborn mind at all.

"The Ming army is about to catch up, what should I do!?" One of the Tartars turned back in horror, and as he spoke, the boat shook violently, and the Tartar almost didn't fall.

"What to do, how does Lao Tzu know what to do?"

The Qing army staff leader also shook his body, and after stabilizing his body, he looked down at the bottomless sea, swallowed his saliva, and subconsciously took a few steps back, only then did he realize what situation he was in now.

"These broken boats, Lao Tzu will never get on the boat again when he goes back, and this place will never come again! Let the North Koreans behind stand in the way first, what are you doing in a daze, hurry up!! ”

The Qing army commander jumped to his feet in a hurry, and on this broken ship, he couldn't even stand steadily, and he was afraid that he would be knocked over directly without engaging in battle.

I knew that there was such an elite army in Shandong as the Ming Army, and I wouldn't come to find death if I was killed!

He doesn't know water at all, and to be honest, he'd rather be hacked to death with a knife than fall into the sea...

The Koreans, who had managed to escape, were thrown down by the Tartars without hesitation, shouting and rowing hard, but how could they compare to the warships that had boarded the camp above, and they were quickly overtaken.

The Tartar leader stared intently at the Ming fleet, hoping to find some weaknesses, but he was disappointed.

The Fu boat of the Wendeng camp did not move at all, ignored the Koreans, and chased straight towards him, but from the Ming army fleet, dozens of small boats more than three zhang long were separated, which looked about the same size as the sailing ships of the Koreans.

"What is Ming Jun doing here?"

The Tatar ginseng leader looked confused, the Ming army could obviously directly crash and sink the sailboat, what is it doing with such a play?

Seeing that those small boats quickly approached the Korean sailing boats and nailed them together, the Tartars thought that the Ming army was trying to solve the problem in close combat, and the Koreans also drew their knives and prepared to fight to the death.

But seeing that those Ming troops didn't even get on it, they didn't love war at all, turned around and jumped to the back of the boat, kicked it with a big foot, and the boat, which was only more than three feet long, was actually divided into two parts.

Even the North Koreans didn't understand what the Ming army was doing, and suddenly they smelled a strange smell, and their faces were immediately full of horror.

I saw that the Ming army who jumped to the back half of the boat laughed and threw a torch, and the part that was separated instantly burst into flames. 、

The Koreans did not touch the Ming army at all, and they did not even play a role in blocking them, and even the people and boats were burned alive at sea in a few moments.

The fire and the howl of the sea, the Tartar could not help but be frightened and frightened in his heart, what a lesson from the past!

What kind of road is this for the Ming army, looking at the small boats around him rushing towards him quickly, this tartar ginseng felt his scalp tingle.

The dozen or so medium-sized ships of fortune and sea cangs, with their mouths painted in front of them, were getting closer and closer to the Tartar sailboat with a hideous smile.