"Bang!"

Another cannonball almost grazed the side of the ship and smashed into the sea, setting off a huge column of water that rose into the sky, and then poured heavily on the deck, pouring Yang Xiaomao, who was already soaking wet.

The cold sea water kept flowing down the back spine, but Yang Xiaomao didn't feel cold at all; After shaking his head and wiping his face with seawater or tears, he struggled to pull the rope of the signal flag.

There are still four words left in the order of a total of 16 words to be issued - "No. 2 command, turn to the southeast, concentrate firepower, and attack in a roundabout way", Yang Xiaomao knew that No. 2 represented the Iron Harrier following the Yinyan, and this order meant that Yang Dijiao had decided to hand over the command of the first detachment to the Iron Harrier, and was ready to sacrifice the Yinyan to entangle the St. Paul in exchange for the safety of the other four ships.

The Silver Swallow is already scarred!

The left wing sail facing the enemy was pulled out in its entirety by a cannonball in the middle of the root; The long beams on the bow were also broken, and the spinnaker had no fulcrum and was blown to the mainsail by the wind; The high stern was the most wounded, and a single shell penetrated completely, causing half of the aft tower to collapse, and even the ballista batteries on the aft tower fell apart; Also pierced was the hull under the submast, which, although it did not hit, made it crumble; As for those that have been scratched by shells, they are even more common......

After hanging the last four-character flag, Yang Xiaomao turned his head to take a look, only to see that the Iron Harrier 300 meters away was already turning rapidly, and at the same time hung out the four-character flag; Although Yang Xiaomao is a flag speaker, it is impossible to memorize all the words of so many flag words, and he has to turn the flag book to understand.

However, he didn't want to turn over anymore, because the Yinyan was also turning awkwardly, and Yang Dijiao had already changed into a shark skin water backing, and walked from the lookout to the deck while sticking an iron cone, flying axe, and dagger into his waist. Not only did he not see any sad and desperate expression on his face, but he had a faint resolute smile!

"Fuck it up! It's not once or twice that I've been hit by the cannonballs of the red-haired ghost, why are you crying with a sad face? I don't have to embarrass our Ba Fujian children! Yang Di Jiaoshuo patrolled on the messy deck and loudly cheered up most of the disabled sailors, "It's normal that we can't beat the red-haired ghost in the distance, so don't we just get it?" …… How come you have these new weapons from your uncle and even forget about the jump gang? …… The red-haired ghost is also a little more powerful in artillery. When it comes to hand-to-hand fighting, will we guys be afraid of them? ”

"I'm afraid of a **!"

"Even if Lao Tzu hurts an arm, he still fights three of them one by one!"

"Don't worry, if you're in charge, let's teach the red-haired ghost what a jumping gang is!"

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Yang Dijiao's agitation method made these bloody men scream, except for those who were injured and couldn't move, the others began to prepare throwing axes, shuttle darts, bows and crossbows and other weapons, ready to jump into hand-to-hand combat.

Yang Xiaomao was even more deeply infected by this high-spirited scene, and the sadness and despair just now had already been thrown out of the clouds-he had heard it countless times, and his distant cousin looked polite and polite on the outside. But back then, he became famous by jumping gangs in hand-to-hand combat, and that was the object of his great admiration!

Now it's time to jump the gang again, Yang Xiaomao didn't want to miss the good opportunity to make a name for himself, he turned around and pedaled down to the cabin where the weapons were stored, and began to arm himself; In the dim light, Yang Xiaomao, who was checking around, suddenly lit up!

He saw several large boxes of grenades piled up in the corners of the cabin!

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"It's better to cut off one of its fingers than to hurt its ten fingers!" Chu Fan's words kept echoing in Ge Bi's ears.

This is when Chu Fan, Yang Dijiao and the three of them discussed tactics on the Jinfeng after the hot air balloon spotted the Dutch fleet today. Chu Fan repeatedly emphasized a sentence.

According to Chu Fan's explanation, this was to require their two detachments to concentrate their firepower on attacking a ship first. If you want to fight, you will completely hurt this ship, and it is best to send it directly to the bottom of the sea, and even if it can't be done, you must ensure that the other side completely loses its combat effectiveness and can no longer pose a threat to the task force.

Unlike Yang Dijiao, who strongly agreed, Ge Bi actually didn't quite understand the effect of this sentence. In his opinion, shouldn't the best tactic be to use the advantage of ballistas to tear the sails of the other three ships apart first, and then slowly manipulate them?

If you don't understand, you don't understand, but Ge Bi still understands unconditional obedience to orders on the battlefield. Therefore, the three of them quickly perfected the specific tactical plan: Yang Dijiao led the first detachment to attack from the bow of the Dutch fleet, and it was necessary to make one of the Galen ships basically lose its mobility, and then attract the other two, and then Ge Bi's second detachment launched a fatal blow to the ship from the stern direction; After disposing of the ship, Detachment 2 turned east and attacked the two Galen ships that were chasing Detachment 1, in order to eliminate the Dutch fleet one by one.

And after the complete destruction of the Dutch fleet, Chen Jinji and the ships of the Shimazu family were completely out of the question—now the Fuliao army and the navy division did not regard the ships with pure hard sails as opponents at all, they were just a herd of lambs to the slaughter!

After the agreement, Yang Dijiao took the lead in the first detachment with the Yinyan, while Ge Bi followed half an hour later, and his flagship was still the Chaoyang.

As he got closer, the situation on the battlefield surprised and confused Ge Bi.

Surprisingly, the 1st detachment did a very good job - the flagship of the opposing side had completely lost its mobility and became a live target floating on the sea; But what puzzled Ge Bi was, what was the dense rain of cannons coming from the sea in the west?

In the clairvoyant mirror, Ge Bi vaguely saw the Silver Swallow with a broken sail attacking the Dutchman Galen ship - a complete look of despair; And what made him even more anxious was that another Galen ship, which had only been slightly injured, was also rushing towards the Silver Swallow, apparently trying to completely eliminate the Silver Swallow by flanking it!

Seeing this, Ge Bi's heart tightened, and his brows furrowed tightly - after several months of working together, he and Yang Dijiao already had a considerable friendship, and now that the situation of the Yinyan was very dangerous, could he watch this new friend die in the sea?

"Commander, you have entered the best attack range, whether to launch an attack or not, please instruct!" Just when Ge Bi was anxious, the spear chief of the Chaoyang rushed into the pavilion and knelt down on one knee to report.

Ge Bi didn't speak, what appeared in front of his eyes at this moment was the desperate face of his father on the pillar on Liaodong Beach!

Does he want to throw down his robe again? (To be continued.) )