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Although the ships of the Medenor are spread across the oceans, and their active shadows can be seen on every route, at the end of the day, each ship is their own. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info The Medeno fleet will requisition all the Medeno ships it encounters along the way as combat supports, and will not give some loot or more rewards as compensation for the Omentic ships until the battle is over. Thinking of this, Myropolis couldn't help but sigh, and the first mate beside him looked at him and smiled softly, turned around and walked to the stairs next to the tail building, and went downstairs. How could Miro not know that these compensatory loot and rewards were distributed evenly according to the number of participating ships, and if the number of participating ships was small, more could be distributed to each ship. But now, he couldn't help but look around, and there were more than forty ships as far as he could see, not counting the transports that traveled between the cities on the sea and the various supply points. Such a mighty fleet has never been seen in more than a hundred years. Even if a hundred years ago, almost all of Meideno's sea forces were gathered to fight to the death with Zheng He's main fleet, and the scale was not much more than today's fleet if it was converted into firepower output and combat tonnage. The Fengrui-class battleship is a ship made by Yaning Shipyard for the Maidno Navy with combat as the main purpose, and the number of guns on it can withstand a detachment of the Maidno Navy in the battle of Zheng He, and the personnel carried on it are 900 people, not only can they exert the power of artillery warfare in the battle, but also can approach the enemy's ships and use anchor hooks to pull and jump to fight, such a method of warfare can not only sink, but also can even capture the enemy's ships without much effort - compared to the former, the latter can obtain greater benefits, After all, it was much easier to plunder the cargo and treasure of enemy ships than to fish them out of the sea, especially before the Medenor had evolved gills. What's even more irritating is that the three main masts are covered with a variety of soft sails, and due to the large wind area, as long as there is wind, it can travel at a speed of at least one section, and the maximum speed can reach about ten knots. At the speed of the vast majority of ships of the same tonnage in this time and space at a speed of six to eight knots, the speed of ten knots of the sharp ship is already amazing. However, although the Fengrui class is excellent, it faces an embarrassing problem, that is, it is too expensive, and the price of building two Fengrui class is enough to build three semi-gorgeous class warships. In contrast, the Luxor-class ships used a single-layer gun deck below which ammunition, weapons, and cargo could be stored, and forty-two guns were enough to bring out the power of a battleship in wartime and also be used as a transport ship in peacetime - which was very much in line with the Medenor philosophy of doing business, and getting the most out of it possible. The advantages of the Edge class are many, but the cargo compartment is almost half less than that of a gorgeous ship that is one-third smaller than its own tonnage, and even if all the sailors are driven to sleep in hammocks, it still requires a lot of space. In this plane, the Medenor people have obtained the maritime supremacy of the entire planet, and their transport fleets are everywhere for trade between the oceans, almost absolute sea dominance, so their top brass has made a move that surprised the Medenor Navy - to stop the construction of all Fant-class warships, and save the manufacturing cost of the Fantow class, which can be used to build slightly smaller ornate ships to transport supplies in peacetime. At the same time, work began on the construction of three maritime cities to expand the living area of the Medeno people. Although Miro was dissatisfied with the decision made by the top management of Meednor, he was only a staff officer of the Medeno Navy - this official position was shared by almost all Captain Medenor, and the staff officer did not fart without the captain, and his opinion was not listened to at all. What worries him even more is that the senior management of Medeno has asked the research technology department to stop researching weapons technology, because they feel that in this time and space, Meednor's weapons, whether they are arquebuses, fire wheel guns, or bronze smoothbore guns, are enough to meet the needs of the Medeno Navy and Marine Corps operations, rather than spending money on these technologies that are far ahead, it is better to save them and do something else, anyway, as long as they don't develop new technologies, other races will definitely not be able to think of it. Thinking of this, Mi Luo couldn't help but smile bitterly, in the words of the Wu Guoren, this is simply complacent, if he doesn't maintain his advantage in science and technology, it won't be long before he will be overtaken by others, and then he will develop technology, but it will be too late. Miro straightened up, he was a very strong man, 1.75 meters tall, and his blonde hair was gently swaying with the sea breeze. Miro's eyes swept over the huge water tank not far from the tail tower, although this huge water tank occupies both space and tonnage, and he is afraid of being hit by the enemy when he fights, and when he sails, he will affect his speed because of this huge volume, but he is not unhappy in his heart. At this time, the sound of the rushing sea water in the tank was heard, and it must have been the seafarers pushing the manpower pumping machine below to pump the sea water into the tank. This was an important part of the magical machine that the mysterious Americans had provided to the Medenor a few months ago, and it was possible to turn brackish sea water directly into drinkable fresh water through a huge chest of jars. This is simply a fundamental solution to the problem of drinking water in the process of long-distance voyages, especially in the process of drifting across the ocean, and now more than 30 ships in the fleet of Medenor maritime merchants have installed this desalination system, according to the requirements of Medenor's high-level management, each ocean-going fleet needs at least one ship with a desalination system to accompany it. Therefore, the huge fleet that is now hovering outside the port of Wenshan is no exception, and has now been temporarily called up to six freshwater ships to provide water supply for the entire fleet. This fleet was originally assembled for the attack on Dongfang Port, and at that time only twelve or thirteen warships and troop carriers were assembled, but the fleet commander was quite scheming about the marines in Dongfang Port and their terrible weapons in the defense of Champong Port, and did not dare to launch an attack, and after the second and third fleets arrived, they held special consultations, and finally unanimously decided to give Annan a sweet date and let Annan attack Dongfang Port, so that we could fundamentally see how strong this strange group of Chinese in Dongfang Port was. Thinking of this, Miro couldn't help but smile bitterly, the Maidno people only made a verbal promise, and before they had time to sign the contract in black and white, these brainless Annam bureaucrats actually instigated the forbidden army to defend Hue and directly ousted the emperor from power - so fast that most of the troops of the Maidno Marine Corps still landed in Van Son Harbor, and now they have only boarded about 1,500 people, of which one hundred and fifty well-armed dragoons have already rushed to Hue on horseback to take over the defense of the palace as soon as possible. There are still 1,800 people left who have not had time to land, and they are still dragging their feet and making a mess of landings, and looking at this progress, it is estimated that it will take half a month to complete the landing, and I don't know what the situation will develop by then. Yesterday a clipper ship had just picked up a person from Donghai City, and it seemed that the standard of greeting was quite high, and I don't know who it was, but now it had landed at the port of Van Son, and was advancing to Hue under the protection of a team of 200 marines and infantry. "Bang bang bang!" The guard ship in the north suddenly let out a roar of cannons, which made Miro stunned for a moment, this fleet is so large, there are definitely many curious ship owners, not to mention the sampans and fishing boats of the Annam Naval Division, even the fishing boats full of fishermen have been dispersed a lot in recent days. But it was always just a matter of getting closer to the patrol ships, and the ships would run away on their own, and no artillery would be needed at any time. "Captain!" The voice came from the mast, and the lookout, who was in charge of keeping an eye out in the lookout, shouted, "Flagship, raise the sails, get ready for battle!" Miro was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly looked in the direction of the flagship, and sure enough, the flag hanging on it was the same as the lookout shouting. At the same time, there were nearby ships waving flags to the flagship, asking what was going on, and the flagbearer on the flagship replied sharply, "I don't know, get ready for battle!" Seeing Miro's nod, the star officer hurriedly ran to the bridge and rhythmically struck a small bell next to him. The bell of "Dangdang" was an order, and the sailors ran up from below deck and rushed to their respective combat posts. Venopolis is a cargo ship and a freshwater supply ship, but despite this, it still carries six bronze smoothbore cannons on each side, and the role of these cannons is mainly deterrent, after all, if there is a real battle, there will be warships to protect the safety of the freshwater supply ship. At this time, he had already seen that the two gorgeous ships were turning to the anchorage of the troop carriers on this side, and near the sea, the troop carriers were quickly anchoring and hoisting their sails, and the small boats carrying personnel and supplies on the sea were rowing quickly to the shore, and if they continued to stay at sea, the ships would be in danger of being sunk, but they were completely free on the shore. The anchor sailors on the Venopolis shouted and pushed the large winch to pull the iron anchor up block by block, and the boatswain next to him was visibly dissatisfied with the speed, yelling at them, and occasionally waving his whip. Miro sighed and shook his head, shouting to the orderly waiting beside him, "Go and get the charts ready, and bring the clairplanes." The orderly nodded hurriedly and ran down the stairs of the tail building, and at the same time, the first mate and the helmsman were running up the stairs, and when they saw that Miro was still there, they hurriedly saluted, and then the helmsman firmly grasped the steering wheel. With a "bang", the anchor was in place, and the boatswain made a gesture to the several sailor squads behind him who were waiting for orders, shouting, "Raise the sails!" Raise the sails! A few barefoot sailors climbed up the beams along the mast and untied the straps from the sails one by one, and the sailors on deck shouted together, pulled the sails, and slowly lifted the sails, an action that was now taking place on every ship in the fleet. As the flagship waved the banner of "umbrella battle formation", the warships formed a huge geese-shaped array on both sides, protecting these troop carriers, freshwater supply ships and transport ships inside, so that if there was a battle, these non-combat ships inside would not be harmed at first. "Captain, what the hell is going on?" The first mate couldn't help but be very surprised, "It actually made the entire fleet move, such a scale has never been before, is it the Annan fleet to attack?" "No way," Miro shook his head firmly, "the Annamite don't have a navy at all, the sailors are nothing more than sampans and fishing boats, a sharp ship can kill their entire navy, if they attack, the guard ships on the periphery will be enough to deal with them." "So what's going on?" The first mate's eyes widened in disbelief, "Could it be the Wu Guo Navy?" "No," Miro continued to shake his head, "there are still forces in the Martial States, but the problem is that there are not many warships, and most of their ships are Junk ships such as Fuchuan and Guangchuan, and even the big ships are basically handling the brig cargo ships we purchased from Yaning. Besides, their cannons are shoddy, and their combat effectiveness is low, if it is the Wu Dynasty naval army, at most let us wait at the anchorage, and the warfleet will come forward to fight. This area of the ocean is wide, there are no reefs, and the water depth is sufficient, so even if the military forces use a lot of arsonist ships, our ships at anchorage will basically be fine as long as they are careful not to be hit. "And who is that?" The first mate raised the clairvoyant mirror as he spoke, and looked into the distance for a while, but because he was in the center of the protective formation, there were dense ships on all sides, and he couldn't see anything from the outside. "Fifteen degrees to port, a nautical mile away! An Iron Monster Ship! "There was a loud report from the lookout from the lookout. Miro's heart jumped, Iron Ship! At this time, there was no semicolon except the Chinese who could have iron ships on the surface of the South China Sea, and thinking of this, he quickly climbed up the lookout along the rope ladder. The distant enmity of the post-earth department refers to the star enmity planet "Where is the iron monster ship?" Miro looked fifteen degrees to port side, but saw nothing, and through the overlapping sails, there was sea water except for the hull of Medenor, but there was a strange track in the distance. Before he could finish the track, he heard the lookout beside him shout again, "Ninety degrees on the port side!" It's a mile and a half away! Iron Monster Ship! Miro's clairvoyant mirror quickly caught the iron monster ship from the shadow of the sail - it was very strange, the hull was more than forty meters long and only seven meters wide, the front end of the hull was relatively high, and there was a two-story cabin in the amidships, and the tail was flat. There was a strange thing on the foredeck, what looked like a weapon, and three people were busy around it, it was so far away that his clairlife was too stupid to see clearly. There are two more of the same thing at the top of the amidships, and there is a large thin iron pipe in the stern, which looks like a cannon from the busy people next to it. (ISBN College)