On the turquoise sea, the wind gradually stopped, but it still pointed to the waves like fish scales on the sea, but the black and white gray gunsmoke could be seen in the sky above the peaceful and peaceful Hongwan, and the clippers drew fast white lines on the blue waves.

The musketeers in the first row were half-crouching, flat-ended the muskets in their hands, the musketeers in the second row stood straight, and the muskets in their hands were also aimed at the front, while the musketeers in the third row did not make preparations for shooting as usual, but under the orders of commanders at all levels, they took off the strange things with wooden handles at the waist, the lower end was a wooden handle, and the upper end was an iron object like a melon, but its surface was not completely smooth, but as if it had been specially cast with crossed lines, It looks like a pineapple. From the cautious expressions of the musketeers, it could be seen that this thing seemed to be more dangerous than the powder pouch on the waist.

"All musketeers, aim, prepare, release!" With Liang Pengfei's roar, when the Zheng family's warship approached a distance of 100 paces, Liang Pengfei gave the order to fire.

One side of more than a dozen warships was like countless smoke generators, which instantly submerged one side of the hull. Cannonballs and bullets were mixed with head-on attacks towards the oncoming Zheng family fleet, and at this time, the eighteen-pound guns on the giant battleship that had rushed to the firing range also began to spew out tubes of white gunsmoke, throwing the scorching projectiles at the Zheng family warships that had not yet started their speed.

The dense row of guns never stopped pouring bullets at the Zheng family's warship, and no one dared to stand on the bow of the ship, and the Zheng pirates who were arrogantly wielding swords just now were swept down by the dense rain of bullets, and then hid behind the ship's side and various bunkers in embarrassment.

Zheng Lianshou covered his right arm that had been shot, and was squeezed hard behind the side of the ship by his own soldiers. At this time, the strange long-handled small pineapples on the old Liang family's warship were thrown out by those musketeers with all their might, rolling in the air, and it seemed to be mixed with a faint puff of green smoke.

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"What the hell is this?" A Zheng pirate saw the long-stemmed pineapple that fell on the deck in front of him, emitting wisps of green smoke, and kicked it curiously, and the companions around him were also like a group of curious babies, staring at this thing, but in the blink of an eye, the answer appeared.

A blinding flame flickered in their pupils, and pieces of cracked, small, but powerful iron and orbs of iron scattered in all directions, frantically slicing at everything that stood in their way.

Those Zheng pirates who were originally squatting on the deck were like unlucky ghosts sitting on powder kegs, their bodies were thrown directly backwards, their faces and bodies were scorched by the power of the gunpowder explosion, and more of them were scorched by those sharp and terrifying iron pieces and iron beads.

Looking at the Zheng family warships that rushed to the front frantically, but were blown up by the artillery fire and gunsmoke, and now let the hundreds of grenades blow up the flesh and wood chips, Liang Pengfei laughed heartily.

The grenade, this defensive individual weapon, is not only simple to make, but also its face-like lethality and easy to use as a surname, which is the first weapon that Liang Pengfei thought of creating. It's just that during the defensive battle of King Crab Island, the time was too tight, and the huge power of the conscienceless cannon forced Liang Pengfei to temporarily rest assured about making grenades.

And in the following time, Liang Pengfei will naturally not forget this weapon that can cause fear and lethality to soldiers at medium distances, and today, it is the time for the opening of the grenade.

In a short distance of dozens of paces, three rounds of grenades went down, hundreds of them each, and that kind of attack was definitely not comparable to the lethality of a musket that could only go straight through. The Zheng family soldiers on the decks of the seven warships that rushed to the front were almost all returned to heaven under the dense bombardment of these three rounds of grenades, and under the action of the air waves formed by the continuous explosions, countless severed limbs and stumps writhed and churned in mid-air, dancing a strange death dance.

Many of the pro-army generals around Zheng Lianshou were also killed on the spot, looking at the weapons that were exploded on the deck along the parabola, the ruthlessness and madness in Zheng Lianshou's heart were all blown back to the soles of his feet, and his heart was completely cold.

He couldn't have imagined that his opponent's new weapons were so endless, and the lethality was so dense that it made people desperate, watching those men who were originally still alive and brave fall one after another in a pool of blood, no matter how strong his nerves were, they were on the verge of collapse at this moment.

More than 100 steps away, for the speeding warship, this is not a short moment, the warships of both sides finally collided together, although the dense row of guns, artillery and grenades caused huge damage to the Zheng family warship that rushed over and began to slow down, but the crazy impact force still made the two sides suddenly turn on their backs, and even some unlucky ghosts were directly shocked by this impact and overturned the boat and fell into the sea.

However, at the moment when the momentum of the impact disappeared, the Zheng pirate who had fortunately escaped the bombardment of the grenade poked his head out, raised his sword, and the dense rain of bullets descended on them again.

At this close distance, the dense array of grenades fell on the deck of their warship like unpaid garbage, forcing them to dodge in all directions, and even jump into the sea, hoping to escape the horrific explosion.

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The sound of guns and cannons continued coldly, and there were many brave warriors among the Zheng pirates, but their counterattacks seemed so weak and powerless, and the final struggle seemed so futile, as if only death was their destination, and crippling was only a process they had to go through.

The clouds of gunpowder smoke and the flames of the explosion almost completely covered the surface of the sea, and the terrifying hellish scene ahead made the soldiers on the Zheng family's warship who followed the rush rise to despair and panic from the bottom of their hearts. They can face death without fear, but this worthlessness is like putting their lives on the death of their opponents for entertainment, which makes them extremely resistant.

"It's over." Liang Pengfei looked at everything in front of him, and finally let out a long breath, licked the dry cracked mouth, and breathed the salty air that was still full of gunsmoke, Liang Pengfei felt infinite satisfaction in his heart.

"It's over......" One leg was blown off in two by a grenade, leaving only a bit of flesh and skin, his left eye had become a deep hole with blurred flesh and blood, and a huge gap appeared between his chest and abdomen, Zheng Lianshou raised the war knife in his hand with difficulty, and gently wiped it towards his neck...... "More than 1,800 people were killed in the Qing Navy, and the rest were all injured. Almost, right? After all, I am the winner, and I can't just leave only a hundred or so people to go back, in that case, this victory will not show the demeanor of Young Master Ben's famous general. Liang Pengfei sat next to his father, gobbling up fragrant food, and said to Sun Shijie, who was writing next to him.

Hearing this, Sun Shijie rolled his eyes, and with a stroke of the pen in his hand, the 1,600 people who were still alive were instantly put on the death list. In this scene, the death toll of the two battalions of sailors led by Liang Pengfei was less than 200, but in order to create a tragic war, according to the thinking mode of normal people to write this official document, Liang Pengfei could only let a large number of his subordinates die.

"That's fine, these brave soldiers who died in battle will all be pulled directly to the Nanyang side, and they are sending manpower over there." Liang Daguan said happily. "In addition, when the time comes, son, you will be able to recruit soldiers again, and train your own pirates under the banner of the court, our old Liang family is afraid that it is still the only one since the opening of the world." Liang Daguan looked proud.

Liang Pengfei also felt the same way, chewing a chicken bone with a sinister smile, looking at the black line on Sun Shijie's face, these two are really not ordinarily bad.

"The credit for the total annihilation of the five thousand Ruan Shui Division belongs to the son, but the credit for attacking Cam Ranh City cannot be reported, it's a pity." However, there are joys and worries, and Liang Pengfei complained about another thing with some stupidity.

Liang Daguan, who was smoking a cigarette, looked at his son in front of him with a loving face, and smiled heartily: "Nonsense! If 3,000 people want to annihilate 5,000 people, it's okay, but if you really want to repay the credit of Cam Ranh City, how can you explain where so many warships and warships came from, and how could those Yiren dressed as Yiren and holding pirate flags appear here? ”

The clippers that attacked Cam Ranh City were all armed clippers of Western pirates captured by Yishui, and they were all playing the skeleton flags most commonly used by Western pirates, and in addition, except for one-third of the soldiers who captured the dock, they were all Toucheng pirates who had served the old Liang family wholeheartedly.

Liang Pengfei nodded, burped with satisfaction, took the tea and poured a big sip and said, "Anyway, none of the Zheng family's pirates ran away, but even if they ran away a few, what if they ran away?" What can they say? Except for Zheng Lianchang, who can believe it? It was not my dignified Qing Dynasty sailors who attacked Jinlan City, but a group of outrageous Western pirates. Liang Pengfei said viciously, completely without the elegance and demeanor of a court official, he was completely a hooligan and bandit to the extreme.

(To be continued)