"Fire!"

Sitting on the deck of the Valkyrie rudder, Yang Feng was wearing a scarlet battle robe and holding a cat in his arms, looking at the Qing warship that was approaching on the opposite side and said.

The sixteen cannons on the starboard side of the former armed merchant ship, including the deck, roared at breakneck speed in turn, and the flames of the ancient breech guns on the blue sea were spectacular, and the spherical shells cast of carbon steel whizzed out with flaming fuses. Five hundred meters away, a Qing warship was hit in an instant, and the cannonball hit the pine plank and disappeared into the cabin at once, and then the warship of more than 100 tons shook violently, and the billowing smoke and fire immediately poured out from the hatch of the deck, and soon the tongue of fire licked and rolled down the mainsail and burned brightly.

"Very good, just fight like this, keep going!"

Yang Feng said with satisfaction while holding the cat.

The herald beside him quickly waved the flag, and on the six largest warships of the Ming army following the Valkyrie, the starboard deck guns continued to spew flames one after another, although these battleships actually only had five deck guns that could shoot to the right side, but it still made Yang Feng find a sense of battle line.

These six of his ships were all ships that captured the Qing army, which were also the six best warships in the Ming army at present, and they happened to be used by him to train the battle line.

At the same time, the artillery on the ships of the Qing army also sprayed flames one after another, and a cannonball whistled and instantly hit Yang Feng's side, and the sawdust flew into him with a slight flick of his hand, and those bullet-like oak fragments bounced off like hitting an invisible wall, and this scene fell in the eyes of those Ming sailors who were fighting bravely, and the Valkyrie immediately erupted in fanatical cheers.

"Little ones, be quick, send them to Hades!"

Yang Feng shouted loudly.

"Send them to Hades!"

In the sound of war drums again, those sailors roared, wiped the barrel with faster action to complete the cooling, and then one by one the silk packets filled with gunpowder were stuffed into the barrel, at the same time one artilleryman took out the shell with the butt in the wooden box, and the other artilleryman quickly took out the wooden tube fuse from the fuse box and cut it short according to the scale, and then directly inserted it into the fuse hole at the top of the shell, and the soldier with the shell stuffed the shell into the barrel as quickly as possible, the two covered their ears and quickly retreated, and the gunner behind immediately ignited, In the deafening sound of cannonballs, shells whizzed out.

On all the gun emplacements, all the artillery was mechanically busy, all the time, and the shells filled with black powder and aluminum powder kept flying towards the target, and soon the thick smoke and flames in the Qing fleet continued to burst out.

"Lean up, lean up, brothers, for the emperor, for the long live lord, for our Qing Dynasty, kill!"

On a warship opposite him, Wu Ying, who was shirtless, brandished his waist knife and yelled, this time he really fought hard, after the attack on Shipu Port, Long Live Lord did not have any punishment, but issued an order to comfort and rewarded a yellow coat, not for anything else, just for the grace of Kangxi's acquaintance, he also wanted to take out the strength of the bloody battle in Penghu back then, for the emperor, for our Qing Dynasty, the enchanting atmosphere.

On the decks on either side of him, six of the latest guns, which had just been purchased from Macao, were constantly spewing flames, and the equally shirtless Qing sailors struggled to repeat the mechanical process as the cannonballs whistled, like their admirals......

A piercing whistle swept abruptly.

Almost at the same time, less than two meters above the deck of this warship, a blazing flame exploded, like a festival fireworks, countless sparks scattered in all directions, the entire deck immediately screamed, even Admiral Wu's arm splashed a little, Admiral Wu, who had fought in Penghu bloodily, was burned to let out a heart-rending scream, and then a sail above his head burned, and sparks fell like rain, fortunately, the loyal soldiers knocked him down at once, which allowed Admiral Wu to survive.

Of course, his own soldiers were burned to the ground.

"Leave me alone, keep firing!"

Admiral Wu, who had escaped death, angrily pushed away another soldier and shouted, and after finishing speaking, he personally pounced on a cannon, dragged away the soldier who was killed by shrapnel, and lay on the cannon to aim carefully.

"Traitor!"

Yang Feng took a monocular on the opposite side and looked at this side, looking at the coral top above Wu Ying's head and said disdainfully.

At this moment, Wu Ying ignited at the fastest speed, and a cannonball flew out instantly, flying straight towards Yang Feng like a divine help, before Yang Feng realized the danger, the golden dragon on his body suddenly opened his eyes, and then the dragon body that was originally coiled around his body was all piled up on his right side, and the next moment the cannonball was crashing into the dragon body, slowing down at a speed visible to the naked eye as if it was entering water, and completely stopped when it penetrated the three-layer dragon body, and at this time it was less than half a meter away from Yang Feng's body.

The golden dragon's body quickly recovered.

In the same way, it also returned to the state of sleeping and dying, and continued to wrap around Yang Feng's body.

At this time, Yang Feng was in a cold sweat, he knew that this golden dragon was not invincible, fortunately it was still an ordinary artillery, if it was replaced by a sixty-eight-pounder gun, I am afraid that he would have to shovel him from the deck now.

However, he reacted immediately, quickly grabbed the falling cannonball, stood up with a proud face, and held the cannon in the eyes of his soldiers looking up like gods, looked at Wu Ying on the opposite side with disdain, and then crooked his hand, and the cannonball fell directly into the sea.

His forced pretense was not as simple as a perfect score, and the Ming soldiers on the deck even forgot to fire their guns, and one by one they knelt on the deck like fanatics.

"Long live the handsome!"

"Long live the handsome!"

……

And on the Qing warship opposite him, Wu Ying, who saw this scene, was dumbfounded, he rubbed his eyes as if he didn't believe it, and when he understood that this was not a dream, he immediately collapsed on the deck as if his spine had been broken, and then looked up to the sky with tears of grief and indignation: "Oh my God, do you really want the heavens to die in my Qing Dynasty?" Long live the lord, the demons are rampant, and the minions are incompetent! ”

On the Valkyrie, Yang Dashuai pointed at him and said, "Little ones, send him to see King Yanping!" ”

The sailors who were kneeling on the deck immediately got up, and then sixteen cannons were aimed at Wu Ying who was less than three hundred meters away at the same time, and before he could wake up from the guilt of Kang Mazi, at least five cannonballs hit the battleship under his feet at the same time, one of which was even hitting the cannon next to him, Wu Ying watched this small watermelon-sized cannonball rub a spark on the cannon body, and the next moment his vision was fiery red, and the next moment he didn't know anything.

"Keep attacking!"

Yang Feng looked at Wu Ying, whose upper body was directly blown up, and said with satisfaction.

At this time, on the Jintang Waterway and the Gray Turtle Ocean, Zheng Jian and Ma Laoda led their respective fleets respectively, and they were already fighting with the Qing army.

The former, too, had an armed merchant ship that had captured the Dutch, and its combat effectiveness soared after being replaced with flowering shells, and although the rest of them were a jumble of small and medium-sized warships, their opponents were a group of defeated soldiers who had been beaten to the ground.

From the beginning of the battle, after the Ming army launched a pressure rocket to destroy three Qing warships, Xu Jiugong lost the courage to fight, and quickly distanced himself from Zheng Jian, the two sides fired at each other with cannons across a kilometer, after finding that the Ming army artillery was still a threat so far away, Xu Jiugong even widened the distance a little, in fact, the two sides just kept in touch with each other, it was obvious that Xu Jiugong, who had been beaten out of the shadows, was not ready to fight hard, anyway, he restrained Zheng Jian to complete the task.

But Boss Ma is the real bloody battle.

This old pirate of the Tan family, who was tamed by Yang Feng, fully demonstrated his bravery, leading thirty small warships with only a few guns to fight the Yangtze River Naval Division alone.

However, his opponent is also a small boat, the vast majority of the Yangtze River Naval Division, which is mainly based on inland river operations, is a small sand boat, and the number of artillery is also small, and the two small fleets that are not artillery-based are very simply close to each other with muskets, bows and arrows, incendiary pings, and even grenades, the Qing army's large number of guns poses a huge threat to the Ming army, but the grenades and RAN flasks of the Ming army are also fatal to the Qing army.

All that's left is a contest of courage.

Both the Tanjia pirates and the sailors of the Qing army were also red-eyed, and even appeared to hit each other with boats, and then directly showed their cold weapons to fight.

"Kill the Tartars, kill all the Tartars!"

Ma Lao roared and jumped on the opposite Qing warship, shook his hand and smashed a grenade in the cabin, in the loud explosion of the explosion, raised his hand and chopped over a Qing soldier, and then took out a grenade from his arms, slashed at his waist knife, and at the same time bit the grenade pull ring, and threw it directly into the middle of the Qing army rushing towards him.

"Kill the Tartars, kill all the Tartars!"

Behind him, all the sailors on the Ming warships roared at the same time.

The calm sea turned into a raging sea of fire, and the two armies fought bloodily with the roar of cannons, the explosion of shells, and the whistling of musket bullets.

The two sides invested a total of more than 15,000 troops in the three battlefields, nearly 300 large and small warships, whether the Qing army or the Ming army can be said to pour out, everyone understands that this is the final decisive battle on the sea, the Qing army won and landed in Zhoushan to level the Ming army in one fell swoop, the Ming army won the Yangtze River estuary south of the Qing army no more Qing warships, the vast sea from now on I am rampant, for their own victory, the two armies can be said to do their best, even Yang Feng himself has picked up his rifle again, hanging a grenade to join the battle.

However, as time passed, the Ming army began to gradually gain the upper hand, and the numerical superiority of the Qing army did not overwhelm the technological superiority of the Ming army.

After all, their technological superiority is too great, just a flowering bomb is enough to make the Qing army desperate, not to mention that it still has a zong fire effect, no matter where it hits, it is enough to make a Qing warship suffer heavy damage or even sink.