"Get down!"

The cannonball hit and quickly enlarged in the eyes of Captain Polk. With his shout, more than a dozen people fell to the ground, and the shell did not hit the main ship, but grazed and landed on a fast sail behind. The mast of the ship was blown off, and the sailboat swayed and black smoke rose.

Yang Fan on the other side raised his head, but the gun was not returned, he removed the telescope and ran outside, scolding: "Who fired the cannon?" Sun Yi and Li Yuhuan outside were also full of nervousness, and they couldn't say clearly, "It seems that we hit it out on this ship." Yang Fan hurriedly ran to the bottom cabin.

"Fat horse, what the fuck are you doing."

The fat man who was sitting on the ground grabbed the muzzle of the gun, saw the sailboat on fire, and clapped his hands happily, "Blow, blow!" Yang Fan glanced at the deputy envoy of the Navy Regiment next to him and was stunned, "Sir, didn't you say that you opened the cannon?" ”

"What did I say? Dead fatty, you dare to pass on orders indiscriminately, what a scourge. ”

"What time is this, sir, don't you know, just now when you didn't have much time to go back to the house, this sailboat has rushed over, and if you don't fire any more guns, you can only wait for others to fight us."

"You know!" Yang Fan was angry and didn't fight anywhere, but now as soon as this cannon is fired, he can't say clearly, so he can only keep doing it, "Inform the flag bearer, order full firepower, and be sure to kill the enemy's main force within two hundred meters of the enemy!" ”

"Yes, sir."

All the cannons began to be loaded, and they were real heavy long guns, three on each side of the ship, and forty-five cannons began to roar with a roar. Yang Fan stood on the deck and felt that the whole ship was shaking. After each shot, it is reloaded. Ma Fatzi had never personally experienced such an exciting thing, and he refused to come out of the bilge for a long time, carrying cannonballs and filling gunpowder, and his fat flesh squeezed the originally somewhat narrow bilge even more crowded. The gunner on the side said unhappily: "Idle people, wait, don't leave yet." Later, the lord will ship again. ”

Ma Fatzi is now relying on Yang Fan's support, and it is not a big deal to see the excitement, so he slapped the little soldier's hat and said, "What are you talking about?" Whoever is idle and waiting, give me some rules, otherwise I will be a ...... As the Grand Governor and Chief Military Officer next to the Lord, you have good fruit to eat! Firecrackers! ”

The little soldier was fooled by the confidence of the middle two who came out of nowhere, for fear that this fat man who could top the three of him would really do it, and load and release the cannon in a regular manner. The fat man squinted, the cannonballs roared, and the splints on one side creaked.

"Nerd, there's less gunpowder. Look at it, it's just in the water, you're stupid enough, I'll come! "Fat Ma has been addicted to it since he got a shot. He snatched the gunpowder jar from the creep and filled the chamber with gunpowder.

"Okay, you can shoot now? Look at the point, don't be crooked. Right! Just over that side. Ma Peiwen was like a master, holding his waist with his hands, his back on his back, and he was looking at the window.

The shells flew out, and the two of them got together and watched with taste.

Bang!

A speedsail on the opposite side could not dodge in time, and was blown to the stern, directly emitting black smoke.

"Hit! Medium! The little soldier was hugged by the fat man and patted wildly, almost out of breath. Xiao Bing shouted: "My lord's life, my lord will let me go......" Ma Peiwen realized that he was a little too excited, put down Xiao Bing, coughed his throat, and pretended to be strict: "Good job, continue to work hard." "This cannon addiction is over, Yang Fan's anger has not subsided just now, Ma Peiwen still feels that his feet are still going up to pat the ass, and it is good to dissipate his anger. If he arrives in Malacca by then, he will lose a fortune if he does not return the mine to him.

He moved his fleshy body, and when he walked past the creep, he almost overturned the creep on the hot cannon chamber, but fortunately the creep reacted quickly and held on to the shelf, otherwise this hand would inevitably burn a hand of blood blisters.

After three rounds of shells, the fifteen Zheng He treasure ships began to turn under the operation of the helmsman. The bore on this side was too hot and had to be cooled down, and the forty-five cannons on the other side had already been loaded. Around this time, the opposing fleet had also reached the range of the Furlong plane. Captain Poke's main ship was also hit by a shot, and as he stood up, another wave of artillery blasted over.

More than 20 warships on his side were blown up in pieces, and he couldn't hear his command at all. There are only seven or eight ships with combat power. He slapped on the deck with some unwillingness, these ships, these ships are actually equipped with heavy artillery, damn it! Captain Louie, lying on the deck, had fainted. Blackbeard immediately made a decision and ordered the helmsman, "Retreat!" Retreat! ”

"Yes, Captain!"

The remaining eight ships hurriedly slipped away, and they couldn't care about the ships that were half-sunk on the sea and couldn't move, and even the wreckage of Spain didn't have time to salvage, so they directly withdrew in a hurry. Yang Fan, who was standing on the deck, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the ships that had fled in the desert. If they dare to fight hard, destroying so many ships of their own will be a heavy loss, and the gains outweigh the losses. The helmsman, who was turning the bow, was instructed to go straight east.

The fat man who had just come up from below saw the three-masted fast sails that were about to run, and shouted: "Chase, chase after victory, and kill these Westerners!" Yang Fan put away the binoculars and said, "Here you have the final say, I have the final say?" ”

"Huh? Of course, sir, you have the final say. ”

"Then don't be blind. The shot you fired just now almost put the entire fleet in jeopardy. Those Dutch fleets that had not had no heavy guns on board could have ended up losing both. How many people are in a boat? How many people are in a boat? When they bomb any of our ships, we suffer, you know? ”

Yang Fan grabbed the collar of the fat man, it was impossible to pick it up, and said angrily: "Next time you dare to make such a good claim, you don't have to go to Malacca, just throw it in the river to feed the fish!" The fat man was frightened into a cold sweat, and replied repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes, I don't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore." ”

As the fleet approached the sea area that had just been bombarded by shells, Yang Fan ordered people to salvage the wreckage that was still floating on the sea. Some of them sank, but some of them lost their ability to sail and were still floating on the sea, all of which were swept up by Yang Fan's fleet. Those who were seriously injured were directly mended and returned to the embrace of the sea.

Those who were slightly injured and those who were not injured were caught on board. More than a dozen Furlong machines were also confiscated. At the same time, the cargo of the Spanish fleet, the Fran machine, was also confiscated and placed on the deck, which was very spectacular. After being searched and rescued, more than a dozen Westerners who could still survive chattered a lot on the deck.

After being slapped by the fat man alone, he tied his hands and feet and took him to the cabin.