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His plan was to open the Sunda Strait to seize Batavia, use it as a base to go north into the South China Sea, threaten the Ming mainland to force the Ming fleet to fight him in a decisive battle, defeat the Ming fleet with great strength and seize control of this sea area, cut off the connection between the Ming army in Southeast Asia and the mainland to force Yang Feng to submit, and force him to withdraw from the Spice Islands and the Indian Ocean and Australia.

Anyway, as long as you seize the sea power, these are all apples picked casually.

But the key is......

He's got past the defense line of this island chain!

And the Sunda Strait is the best route.

The British fleet, invited by Amengula III, moved to Ciraza and stopped at this small port under the cover of the mountains, and landed with the British troops, and then after some negotiations, the two sides decided on the next mode of cooperation. It was up to Amungula III and Surabati to gather the warriors who were unwilling to accept the brutal rule of the Ming Dynasty, and the British provided arms and instructors to form a powerful army to seize the three Ming strongholds of Batavia, Semarang, and Surabaya, and completely drive these evil slave owners out of the holy land of Muslin.

And then......

There's no need to bother with the Sunda Strait.

The British fleet could pass through the island chain from the Bali Strait to Surabaya for rest, especially to maintain the ships and recuperate before continuing to attack in the South China Sea.

As for Amengula III......

The British will support him to unify the entire island of Java, and after the British fleet defeats the Ming fleet and seizes sea supremacy, it will also guarantee the establishment and sovereignty of the Mataram Sultanate, of course, the Mataram Sultanate wants to give the British East India Company a monopoly on the spice trade, which is not worth mentioning at all, in fact, Amengula III also understands that the British came all the way to fight with the Ming people, and that is not just for the spice trade, as for him, he actually does not ask much, as long as he can drive away the Ming army and save his country and national faith.

In other words, he had no other choice.

It's nothing more than the front door to reject the tiger and the back door to welcome the wolf, but these European hungry wolves only need money, spices, sugar, and coffee plantations, but the brutal Ming army wants their lives! In a few years, the island of Java lost nearly a third of its population, how many villages were razed and turned into rubber and sugar cane plantations, how many real warriors were cut off and loaded into ships to be sent to that evil empire, to spend the rest of their lives in day and night labor, and even those women were captured and sent to the Ming people's plantations to be slaves.

This is to exterminate the race!

At this rate, in another twenty years at most, there will not be a single true god on this island who can still keep the dandan.

He must lead his own people to fight for the dandan!

From this point of view, he is still quite respectable, unlike the Sultan of Banten, who smokes the title of King of the Ming Dynasty every day, and allows his people to be cut eggs in drunken dreams, and it is said that even his faith has been abandoned, and he actually worships the evil devil in the palace, and worships the emperor of the evil empire every day.

"Your Majesty, this is a great moment."

In a low straw hut near the port of Chiraza, Admiral Bing solemnly bowed to a black monkey about thirty years old in front of him, wearing a white robe and a white hat on his head.

"Admiral, I only care about how many weapons you can provide us."

Amenggula III said.

He is the Sultan of Mataram, but he is actually an exile, and his uncle is now a genuine Sultan because he defected to the Ming army, but except for a royal palace and a share of the spice trade profits from the Nanyang Economic Envoy every year, he has no other power, and like the Sultan of Banten, he sucks the gods and drunkens every day, worships Yang Feng's pure gold statue, and is drunk and dreams there. And he is now actually the red sun of the people of all ethnic groups on the island of Java, their most ardent hope, but because of the encirclement and suppression of the Ming army, it can only be in the middle, and the mountains of West Java continue to flow, and the same flowing Sulabati in the mountains of East Java echoes with the Ming army to the death.

"Your Majesty, rest assured, we can provide you with 20,000 munitions, swords, flintlock muskets, and even cannons in the first batch, and we will give you what you need, and as for how much you need in the future, we will provide you with as much as you need."

Admiral Bing did not reply, and a senior executive of the East India Company beside him said with a smile.

Compared to the spices, sugar cane plantations, and coffee plantations here, this investment was nothing to the East India Company.

"Then I'll be relieved."

Amengula III said with satisfaction.

But at this moment, suddenly a series of loud explosions sounded outside.

"What's going on?"

Admiral Bing roared angrily.

Then he rushed out of the hut, and even Amungula III rushed out, and then stared in amazement into the distance, less than seven thousand yards from the harbor, a cruiser was slowly sinking into the blue sea with a blazing body and billowing smoke. Before and after it, two patrolling cruisers were rushing over at full speed to reinforce them, but before they could react, a faint fire suddenly shone in the faint mist of the sea farther away, and then the terrifying fire on a battleship that was rushing to reinforce exploded, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a pile of burning wreckage.

"Quick, the battlefleet is anchoring and leaving the port!"

Admiral Bing shouted without hesitation.

It is clear that the Ming fleet has arrived.

The whole port of Chiraza was busy, the anchors of the battleships were raised, and the sails were raised just as quickly, and the sailors on those battleships who did not lower the sails were desperately adjusting the sails, and with the help of the wind, they sailed out of the harbor as fast as possible to meet the incoming enemy, and even Admiral Bing hurriedly boarded the Neptune, and soon more than twenty battleships led by him rushed out of the harbor, and at the same time another cruiser was sunk by the terrible cannonball.

"It's the steam battleship of the Ming army!"

On the mainmast of the Neptune, the captain said to Admiral Bing, who was standing on the mast like him.

Indeed, it was not the main fleet of the Ming army that attacked, but the fast cruiser fleet composed of steam warships, and the six battleships with black smoke constantly emitting black smoke from the chimneys were lining up in a column to ride the wind and waves, and four of the huge paddle wheels on the side kept turning, while the first two were not visible, but these two were no slower than the four paddle ships, or even faster, and on these six battleships, a total of twelve cannons were firing at the British battleships from more than six thousand yards away at a rate of one round per minute.

Admiral Bing watched this scene with a gloomy face.

On the cruiser Zhenwu in the distance, Xu Shou was also watching with interest the swarming British battleships.

"Commander, do you want to retreat?"

An officer beside him asked.

"Don't worry, play a little longer!"

Xu Shou said.

At this time, the fourth British cruiser was also reduced to pieces in a huge explosion, but the fastest battleship also came into his range, and the British fleet immediately opened in an arc after leaving the port, obviously trying to outflank them, on the blue sea, against the green land, the battleships with full sails looked very beautiful, of course, if you added those few cruisers that were burning and gradually sinking, it would be even more beautiful.

"How many miles from the enemy battleship at the front?"

Xu Shou asked.

"Twelve miles!"

The officer quickly got an answer from the overhead rangefinder.

"Order the ships to concentrate their fire on it!"

Xu Shou said.

On the six steam warships, the twelve eighty-pound naval guns immediately turned their gun mounts and aimed their guns at the target he had specified, and then blazing flames erupted, and twelve huge cannonballs filled with wet cotton gunpowder fell like meteors in a parabola. However, the distance was too far, and firing on the undulating battleship to attack a target seven .2 kilometers away was still a bit too exaggerated even for the Ming army, and all twelve shells smashed around the battleship Orion of the British Navy in a very short time, and the columns of water that rose into the sky suddenly rose, and the angry waves hit the battleship with fifty cannons like a wall.

It didn't stop, though, as it needed to run at least four thousand yards before it could fire.

A minute later.

The twelve eighty-pound cannons that had finished loading and aiming roared again.

But it still didn't hit.

"Ma, all the ships are stopped, they are all aiming at the point, what about a hundred yuan for a shell, and if you can't hit it again, all the gunners will write a review!"

Xu Shou roared depressedly.

Under the pursuit of ten times the enemy, the six Ming steam cruisers stopped on the sea in an extremely arrogant attitude, and even the two propeller battleships even lowered the two longitudinal sails that were originally raised, and the gun captains behind the eighty pound naval guns lay on the sights, aiming carefully in order not to write a review, and at the same time constantly adjusting the angle slightly, and then pulling the gun rope one after another at the fastest speed.

With the roar of the cannons, twelve shells flew out again.

"Hit!"

On the mast of the Zhenwu, the observer suddenly shouted excitedly.

At the same time, under the mainmast in the middle of the battleship Orion, a huge ball of fire exploded, and the towering mast jumped strangely in the explosion, and then broke like a sugar cane, and smashed on the sea on the right side with the sail stretched out above.

"I think the feelings of the sailors inside must be very exciting at this time."

The captain of the Zhenwu beside Xu Shou looked at the Orion that quickly began to turn his belly, and couldn't help but say in horror.

Immediately afterwards, he and Xu Shou showed an unscrupulous smile.

"Order to retreat, don't irritate people anymore!"

Then Xu Shou looked at the British battleships that hurriedly stepped forward to rescue the sailors, and said with satisfaction.

Under the sad gaze of the British, the paddle wheels and propellers of the six battleships were restarted, and soon disappeared from their sight at speeds of more than twelve nautical miles. (To be continued.) )