On the gun deck of the huge battleship, after a cannon spewed out a choking white smoke and pipe flames, it suddenly fell back, and the chains that tied the guns rattled, and were once again pushed forward by the gunners, who loaded the gunpowder and shells as fast as they could.

Eyes red from the smoke kept them open, trying to see the target, calling out to their companions, reminding them to keep firing at the target.

Looking at the shells screaming across the past, the desperate and futile struggle of his soldiers, Zheng Lianshou licked his dry and cracked lips, and his hoarse voice continued to roar unconsciously, as if this was the only way to maintain the last trace of persistence in his heart.

Dozens of warships, passing in front of the intertwined fire of the seven giant ships, paid a terrible price, and they also fought back with great efforts, but the damage caused by the eight-pounder and twelve-pounder cannons to such a huge ship was pitiful.

At this time, there were almost no living people left on the five Zheng family warships after the break, only in the cabin, there were still people who showed the map to resist with the help of the terrain.

Liang Pengfei had no interest in continuing to entangle with these people, leaving some people to continue to clear out the remnants of the recalcitrant elements, and more than a dozen warships had already started their speed, chasing towards the Zheng family's warship.

Breaking through the hell composed of the giant heavy artillery with difficulty, Zheng Lianshou breathed a sigh of relief, although several warships were destroyed and devoured by the heavy artillery, but at least the main force was still there. But when he crossed the slanted reef wall of Cam Ranh Bay and burst into the bay, he couldn't help but gasp.

There are at least dozens of armed clippers in the bay, and the flagpoles of the Zheng family and Nam Ruan on the pier have been cut down, and even on the wall of Cam Ranh City, which has not yet had time to be repaired, there are already countless Zheng family soldiers dressed in black who are pouring in like the murderous soldier ants.

And on the sea near the dock, there were already Liang family's warships that discovered the anomaly here, and they immediately divided into twenty or so warships, and the guns of that gate stretched out of the cannon window, and the hideous muzzle was aimed at this tired division that had been hit hard.

"It's over, it's all over......" The battle knife slipped weakly from the big hand of Zheng Lianshou, who was like a dead face, and fell on the deck with a loud sound, and the eyes of those soldiers and generals beside him were also desperate, and their expressions also showed a dull dead gray. The only remaining hope was also sucked away from the depths of the souls of those Zheng family soldiers at this moment.

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There are not many guards in Cam Ranh City, it is not that the king of Nan Ruan Nguyen Phuc Anh is not careful, after occupying Cam Ranh City, there is basically no team on land that can threaten Cam Ranh City behind his army, this threat will only come from the sea, so he asked Zheng Lian Chang to leave five thousand sailors, this force is already fully capable of dealing with that Ruan Van Hue or Ruan Van Yue's poor sailors, even if they are defeated, they can also defend by virtue of their geographical advantages.

And just in case, Ruan Phuc Anh also specially left 2,000 Nan Ruan soldiers to guard Cam Ranh City, together with the 5,000 water divisions, which is already a big deal for the Nan Ruan army, which is known as 100,000 troops, but in fact, even the water division is only 90,000 people.

But who would have expected that the Qing Kingdom would actually send a town of sailors to assist in the defense of Suihe for Nguyen Wenyue. It's okay to assist in the defense, but no one would have thought that Liang Pengfei would dare to attack Cam Ranh Bay south with just two battalions of soldiers.

And who would have thought that Liang Pengfei actually engaged in a combination of soldiers and bandits, and the troops in his hands were not only the three thousand people in the two sailor battalions, plus the reinforcements from the Crab King Island, in this battle, the old Liang family dispatched nearly 10,000 people.

Moreover, Liang Pengfei's sailor appeared here less than a day after the main force of the Nan Ruan Sailor Division left, and would launch an attack in the early morning when people were most tired. It can be said that the defeat of Zheng Lianshou and the fall of Najinlan City were already doomed in the early days of the war.

Liang Daguan impatiently slapped the side of the huge ship, scolding and scolding people to drive this big guy faster, while looking at the gunsmoke-filled Cam Ranh City, looking at the fast ships lined up in the sea near the pier, and the fleet led by his son who passed by the giant ship, his heart was really full of pride.

This was more than a year ago, Liang Daguan didn't dare to think that when Liang Daguan's grandfather was alive, the Liang family was at its peak, and it was only more than 4,000 pirates and dozens of ships.

And now, the old Liang family has only used two-thirds of the troops on King Crab Island, as well as the officers and soldiers under his son. In addition, on the islands of the South Seas, there are nearly 10,000 elites ready to go at any time.

Not to mention, his son's daughter-in-law Shi Xianggu still has nearly 10,000 pirates under her hands, and she feels happy when she thinks about it.

"Does this kid want to rebel and become the emperor?" Liang Yuanxia touched the beard on his chin, and looked at the Qing warship led by his son towards the Zheng family's fleet, which was already in chaos, and a ridiculous thought rose in his heart: "If that's the case, why do you want to work for the court?" Good son, what the hell do you want to do? Now you and I can't understand it anymore. ”

"General, we can't stay here any longer, let's escape." An old subordinate yelled angrily at the stunned Zheng Lianshou.

"Run? Where to flee? A bitter smile of despair appeared on Zheng Lianshou's face, around him, those subordinates were already in chaos, there were jackals in front, tigers and leopards in the back, and Cam Ranh Bay had become a dead place.

Ahead, the opponent is already in full array, in the rear, Liang Pengfei has already led the warship to chase after him, and is changing formations, and in his rear, those towering giant warships are also rushing towards this side, as long as they are entangled by any opponent, the Zheng family fleet that has lost its fighting spirit can only be wiped out.

"It's hard, killing one is enough, killing two is enough. Brethren and sons, do not forget who we are? It's the pirates of the Red Flag Gang! In despair, Zheng Lianshou's bandit's twisting strength finally floated, picked up the bloodstained war knife, and shouted loudly.

His roar also boosted the morale of many people, but on this fleet, there were not only pirates from his Zheng family, but also many soldiers of the Nan Ruan Naval Division, but those people's thoughts were not consistent with Zheng Lianshou's thoughts.

"General, the matter has come to this, and it will not help to kill a few more people, so it is better to surrender early." A general of the South Nguyen Water Division said to Zheng Lian Shou. Hearing this, Zheng Lianshou's crimson eyes fell on his face.

Before he could react, a terrible sword light flashed in front of his eyes, and the big head flew diagonally into the sky, and the headless neck spurted out a two-foot fountain of blood, and casually, the body fell to the deck and twitched.

"Kill those who dare to speak! Kill those who dare to join the enemy! Fight to the death! Zheng Lianshou's blood-sprayed face was extremely hideous, and that crazy gaze made even his subordinates shudder.

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The other party seemed to be responding to his roar, and the guns of the armed clippers that had been lined up near the dock had already begun to exert their power, and Liang Pengfei's side also turned the hull of the ship sideways when it approached the distance of Lixu, and began to wantonly bombard the Zheng family's fleet that was chaotic and almost crowded with artillery.

The warships on the periphery were also trying to adjust their hulls and start to fight back, but in this situation, the Zheng family's fleet had lost its flexible and effective command, and although the despair of being trapped in the death and the madness of wanting to fight for their lives could improve their morale, it led to a scattered battle.

Some ships want to pounce on the board for hand-to-hand combat, while others try to use their cannons to bombard their opponents, and without effective command, a pack of lions is nothing more than trapped beasts trapped in a dangerous and poisonous thorn forest.

Zheng Lianshou led more than a dozen warships under his command to finally align the direction and collided head-on with Liang Pengfei's fleet. "Find Liang Pengfei and kill him!" Zheng Lianshou, who was standing on the bow of the ship, shouted loudly, even if he wanted to escape now, it was difficult to fight, it was better to fight for his life, the backbone of the Liang family, the enemy who made Zheng Lianshou's brother drip blood, as long as he killed him, the morale of these people would inevitably collapse, and he and others could get rid of the entanglement of those Liang family soldiers, and maybe there was a chance to escape.

"Zheng Lianshou, that bastard, looks like he's going to fight for his life, brothers, cheer up, all musketeers are on standby, remember, put the enemy's ships into your range before firing, let those Red Flag Gang guys understand who is the king of this ocean." Liang Pengfei threw the helmet on the deck, raised the musket in his hand, and announced to the countless Liang family musketeers and hand-to-hand warriors who were standing straight on the deck.

It was comparable to the roar of the wind and thunder across the sky, provoking the response of tens of millions of people, the dense forest of guns, all pointing in one direction, the musketeers tried to balance their breathing, so that their hands holding guns no longer trembled, and those hand-to-hand warriors licked their hair stem, blood-stained mouths, and their eyes were full of excitement and hunger for blood.

"Come on! Come a little faster, I can't wait. Liang Pengfei stood on the bow of the warship, his fine red upper body was only obliquely draped in a short armor inlaid with cowhide and iron sheets, his black eyes were swimming with the dangerous lightning, and he was chattering on a freshly lit cigar in his mouth, and the smoke that came out of his mouth was like the smoke of gunpowder bursting from the barrel of a gun.

His eyes were staring at the rapidly approaching warship not far ahead, and that was a very eye-catching figure, that was Zheng Lianchang's cousin, the most courageous tiger general of the Red Flag Gang, and the famous Zheng Lianshou.

The eyes of the two collided in mid-air, and Zheng Lianshou's desperate and crazy eyes flashed with a wave of murderous intent: "Liang! Peng! Fly! Chewing these three words, Zheng Lianshou stood up, looking at Liang Pengfei, who was standing on the stern of the opposite battleship, extremely happy, as if he had finally found a reason for this difficult battle. Today, I want to use your head to pay tribute to my Zheng family's dead soul, and I want you to pay my Zheng family's blood debt! ”

(To be continued)