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Chapter 655: Attack and Defense on the Coastline

"Stupid!" Zheng Zhiyuan was furious, raised his leg and kicked the dejected Song Ming to the ground, still angry, picked up the helmet he put on the table, and raised his hand to smash Song Ming. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Although Zhong Jing's face on the info side was also uncertain, he saw that Zheng Zhiyuan's helmet was smashed into the ground, and if Song Ming didn't dare to dodge, he would have to be injured. Immediately took a step forward, raised his hand and palm, and poked lightly on Zheng Zhiyuan's elbow, Zheng Zhiyuan's entire wrist was numb, and the iron helmet immediately fell off his hand, Zhong Jing copied it, took the iron helmet in his hand, and gently placed it on the table.

"General Zheng is angry, and Song Ming is also eager to kill the enemy with meritorious service, although there is a mistake, but it is not unforgivable."

Zheng Zhiyuan glanced at Zhong Jing with some surprise, didn't Zhong Jing abandon his martial arts, why did he just poke lightly, and the strength in his hand disappeared completely.

Zhong Jing understood the doubts in Zheng Zhiyuan's eyes, and said with a smile: "It's just small skills, although Zhong Jing has no martial arts, but these small skills can only be used with the strength of ordinary people." General Zheng is a kung fu who fights on the battlefield and fights for his life with a knife, and such small tricks are not elegant. ”

Zheng Zhiyuan laughed, "A small trick can solve a big problem!" Can General Zhong teach me these skills when he has time? ”

Zhong Jing smiled, "As long as General Zheng is interested, we can discuss it at any time!" ”

Zheng Zhiyuan turned to look at Song Ming, "Get out, if it weren't for General Zhong interceding for you, I would have beaten your mother so much today that I wouldn't recognize you, bastard, so a few broken boats, in exchange for Lao Tzu's thousand-material warship, and the lives of dozens of brothers, your previous combat exploits are gone, and they will be written off." If you make a mistake again, take off your general's uniform and go to be a soldier. ”

"Thank you General Zheng, thank you General Zhong!" Song Ming got up, thanked the two of them again and again, and ran out of the cabin in a puff of smoke.

Last night in a night battle in Giethoorn Bay, Zuo Fu's remnants of more than 30 small fishing boats were sunk nearly 20, and the Dingzhou Naval Division's side, the stranded Qianliu battleship was burned, after repelling Zuo Fu, the Dingzhou sailors tried their best to rescue the ship's eight-bull crossbow, trebuchet and other heavy weapons, and then they could only watch the warship slowly burn and sink.

This exchange ratio annoyed Zheng Zhiyuan greatly.

At this time, in the three directions of the harbor area controlled by the Dingzhou Naval Division, the opponent had gathered a large number of troops, numbering as many as tens of thousands, and according to previous intelligence, it could be expected that more troops would be assembled here, forming a huge pressure on the Dingzhou Naval Division. Although most of the people on the other side are not regular troops, and even farmers and fishermen carrying hoes and harpoons, but after all, it is tens of thousands of people, not tens of thousands of sheep, if the other side has a clever general to command, then the Dingzhou Navy Division will face great difficulties in the future for a period of time.

Zheng Zhiyuan has temporarily given up the intention of waving his army to advance, and the only troops he can use to fight ashore are 5,000 marines, and once he falls into the enemy's vast sea, whether he can come back is still two words, besides, Zheng Zhiqiang took 1,500 marines with him, and at this time he only had 3,500 people left in his hands, although he drew some people from the sailors to join the marine corps temporarily, but it was only to expand the landing combat force to seven or eight thousand.

After receiving further instructions from Li Qing, Zheng Zhiyuan decided to use the position in the port area and the strong support of warships at sea to form an effective killing effect on the enemy. Try to make the opponent retreat close to the enemy due to massive losses.

He knew that it would only be a matter of time before this kind of army, which had been organized for a moment of bloody bravery, would collapse after the bloody was killed and after the brave was killed, and perhaps at that time, it would be time to attack on its own.

And the first phase of this war will be the most difficult.

On May 28, the weather was excellent, the blue sky was full of white clouds, the sun was pouring, the sea breeze was blowing, the calm sea surface was swaying layer by layer, and the scales and waves were surging towards the shore from afar, hitting the shore with a crisp sound. There are seabirds flying freely on the surface of the sea, from time to time like arrows straight into the water, the claws of the birds in the water lightly grasp, there are large or small fish are lifted in the air, a series of water droplets fall in mid-air, penetrated by the light, into colorful pearls, one after another sprinkled down.

Where the shore and the sea meet, a turtle the size of a sea bowl crawls leisurely on the beach, leaving footprints along the way, and between the gravel, fist-sized crabs shuttle back and forth. A waterfowl fell, walked to the slow turtle with graceful steps, stretched out its long beak, and knocked on the thick turtle shell, the head of the black shell retracted, and quietly lay on the beach, and the sound of the clattering beak hitting the turtle shell was very clear.

Quiet, there is an eerie silence between heaven and earth.

Knock, knock!

A monotonous drum sounded abruptly between heaven and earth, and the waterfowl that were sprinting towards the sea crossed a beautiful arc and flew back into the air, circling back and forth, and the waterfowl that were trying to knock on the turtle's shell raised its head sharply, turned its head in the direction from which the sound came, and the crab that was busy among the gravels suddenly stopped.

Knock, knock!

The drums still sounded again and again, and gradually, the ten-sided drums and the hundred-sided drums were beaten at the same time, and the sound shook for nine nights.

The birds hovering on the surface of the sea immediately flapped their wings away, and the waterfowl that struck the turtle's shell also rose into the air, and the slow turtle immediately poked its head out, turned and ran into the sea as fast as he could, and the crab between the gravel also moved, looking for a gap in the stone to cover itself, and trying to stuff its body into it.

Heaven and earth seem to have suddenly boiled.

"Protect my homeland, forward! Protect my wife and children, forward! ”

A roar of rage came out of the mouths of thousands of people, and the people all over the mountains and fields walked with steps, step by step, approaching the line of defense, these people were not soldiers just by their appearance, they were dressed in a variety of clothes, some held broadswords in their hands, some held spears, and some only held hoes and harpoons in their hands. They swarmed up with fearless faces.

At first they maintained a certain formation, but as they began to run, they became disorganized, dense in some places, sparse in others, and even disjointed in some places.

The only thing they have in common is the look of fortitude on their faces.

Tang Hu held his twin knives and frowned, looking at the opponent who was approaching on the opposite side of the defensive line. "See the fucking living ghosts, these are all ordinary people, why did they come? Isn't this a search for death? Looking at those old and young faces, Tang Hu's hands trembled slightly.

He turned his head to look at the *** cloud moored in the harbor, where Zheng Zhiyuan's headquarters was located. On the command deck of the High Izumo, two people stood on the side of the ship, it was Zheng Zhiyuan and Zhong Jing.

The Izumo's tall tower allowed them to see the situation on the other side very clearly, and a cold light flashed in Zheng Zhiyuan's eyes, "Drive the common people into battle, this kind of thing can also be done, and when we take this place, if we come up with such a person who pays attention, I will cut him down thousands of dollars." ”

Zhong Jing also frowned slightly, "The two armies are facing each other, do everything they can, General Zheng, maybe in their eyes, we are all some hateful invaders, is there no other way, once the war starts, it will be a massacre!" Maybe we can withdraw from the line of defense, retreat to the sea, and think of another way. ”

Zheng Zhiyuan glanced at Zhong Jing in surprise, this is a well-known ruthless character in the Investigation Department, how can he suddenly become compassionate. "This is impossible, the arrow is ready to be fired, as long as the attack on our defense line is our enemy. Not to mention retreating to the sea, even if you can't take a step back, the Dingzhou army has never been coerced. ”

"General, get into trebuchet range!" High up the lookout, the lookout soldier shouted loudly.

"Launch!" Zheng Zhiyuan's arm was raised high and fell violently.

The sound of collapse sounded, more than a dozen trebuchets on the dust shot out stone bullets at the same time, the whistling stone bullets swept across the sky, crossed the harbor defense line, and smashed heavily in the running crowd, Zheng Zhiyuan clearly saw that someone was hit far away and flew out, people were in the air, bright red blood sprinkled down like raindrops, stone bullets fell to the ground, bounced up, smashed down the second person, and then landed, bounced up again, rolled all the way, forming a bloody road.

As the Izumo opened fire, all the warships in the harbor were fired at the same time, blocking the sunlight from obscuring the sun, forming a large shadow on the ground and falling into the crowd of people all over the mountains, leaving a dense formation in a large blank space.

When the warships in the harbor opened fire, the eight-bull crossbows on the defense line also sounded at the same time, and the unique screaming sound of the four-shot eight-bull crossbows could not be concealed even on the battlefield with a murderous sound, and the crowd on the opposite side was too dense, and the crossbowmen didn't even need to aim, just put on the crossbow, and the trigger was launched, and each crossbow arrow would always string the opposite person into a string, and a crossbow would go out, and it would be several lives.

"Rush forward, rush forward!" A Taiwan officer shouted hoarsely, "One hundred meters further, the trebuchet won't be able to hit us!" ”

The attackers heard the roar of the officers, which gave them hope in despair, and they desperately ran with their heads buried in them, forward, a hundred meters, which was the line between life and death.

Seeing that the enemy in front of the team had gradually escaped the attack range of the trebuchet, Zheng Zhiren on the Izumo smiled coldly, and gestured to the signal soldier on the mast, and with a series of flags, some warships immediately anchored and retreated, and after exiting a certain distance, the trebuchet fired again, enveloping the opponent who had just rushed into the dead end.

Song Ming held a cooked copper stick in his hand, which was his weapon, and looked intently at the enemy rushing from the opposite side. Zheng Zhiqiang led the team away, Tang Hu was another general who only cared about killing people and did not care about command, and the supreme command of the coastal defense line was under his full command.

Seeing the fall of the enemy, he shook his head, "Damn, this is not a war, this is a massacre, these idiots, without the suppression and confrontation of process weapons, this kind of attack is completely self-defeating." A pint bow, ready! ”

Although he said words of pity in his mouth, he did not have the slightest pity in his heart, and seeing that a group of enemies had completely left the range of the trebuchet on the ship and entered the dead end, he immediately gave the order.

"Forty-five degree angles, projectiles!"

The buzzing sound was incessant, and locust-like arrows leaped from the defensive line, enveloping the enemy.