Chapter 233: The Final Chapter of the Battle of Tuen Mun

A large hole was broken in the bottom of the Marquis's cabin, and the raging sea water instantly rushed into the bilge. The Marquis suddenly looked like a hobbling old man, and its speed slowed down suddenly.

"Qi Youshan, our two ships form a long snake formation, connected end to end, and go around in circles with them."

Qi Youshan instantly understood, and shouted excitedly: "Lord Wang, is it the meaning of controlling the maximum firepower output?" Howler! him! ”

"Nonsense! Pay attention to the upwind and T-prefix, both of which are the best means to ensure maximum firepower output! ”

"Understood! It's so fucking fun to follow the prince! ”

The T-shaped tactic was the most popular battle line tactic during the First World War. And the opponent's artillery has no firing angle at all, and can only be beaten passively.

The two fortune ships of the Xinjiang Estuary Naval Division, one was named Zhiyuan by Huahou Wei and became the flagship. A Dingyuan, following behind the flagship, after receiving the order, changed its position, the two ships were connected end to end, and all the gun doors were opened, revealing the black hole of the gun hole.

Rumble! The Zhiyuan and Dingyuan, which successfully seized the T-shaped prefix, had the maximum firepower output at the same time, sixty Japanese guns spewed flames at the same time, and sixty shells with tails flew densely towards the Portuguese fleet!

On the flagship of the Panyu Naval Division, which was slowly approaching the battlefield in the distance, Wang Feng and Wang Fuheng opened their mouths wide and looked at each other. This is not an uninformed layman, one is a civilian official who pays attention to practical results; One is a naval general who has been dealing with foreign domains and pirates for guerrilla warfare all year round. But no one expected to see such a battle scene.

"My lord, I'm not dreaming, am I?"

"Fuheng, the old man also has the confusion of Zhuang Zhou Mengdie! Alas, it is said that King Wu has become unparalleled, and now it seems that King Wu is really a god! ”

"My lord, mark to follow King Wu! This cannon is worth it! ”

"Well, King Wu is worthy of his name, and the old man is also convinced!"

Smoke fills the air and splashes everywhere! The six capital ships of the Portuguese fleet were enveloped in monstrous waves, and from time to time flames and smoke rose from them!

Wang Fuheng suddenly became excited: "My lord, the Franc machine is going to run!" Let's block his back road! ”

Wang Feng also came to his senses: "It's extreme! The herald will do whatever it takes to entangle the Franc man! ”

"My lord, aren't you worried about losing all your belongings on the battlefield?"

Wang Hong smiled slyly: "Although the Panyu Sailor didn't have great merit in this battle, he also had hard work, right?" If King Wu doesn't reward something, it doesn't matter, why don't we compensate for our losses? These broken copper and iron look annoying, let's change it! ”

Wang Fuheng laughed, and did not dwell on this topic, and ordered all the ships under him, regardless of the formation type or not, to entangle the other party. Personnel come first, do you want to break the copper or iron, and protect the people first.

Alvarez is no longer possessed, what kind of cannon is this? It is not surprising that it hits far and accurately, and it is possible to place so many cannons in the cabin, how can such a fleet fight?

"Retreat! Fall back! My God! ”

Betulu is also a ghost, and such a scene is undreamable. Where did the Ming army come from? If only he had known that there was such firepower, Portugal would have gone crazy to provoke such an opponent? Alvarez wants to run, he raises his hands in favor, he is a fool not to run!

The curtain fell, and four of the six capital ships were still floating on the water, but most of them were injured, and the flagship was already in the best condition, but it lost two masts, but the Princess was only able to float, and many soldiers were already lining up to jump down.

Qi Youshan on the Zhiyuan was excited, this T-shaped tactic is really easy to use! He gave a loud order: "Thirty points on the right rudder, the second salvo, fire!" ”

The Portuguese fleet was left with little formation to speak of, and the three capital ships capable of action scrambled to escape from this hellish battlefield. As for the other small ships, how many casualties there were, Alvarez didn't care.

The shells arrived in a blink of an eye, and this round of concentrated fire did not have the luck of the previous round, but only sank many small ships and blew up a mist in the sky. Oh, the unlucky princess is not among them, Qi Youshan is no longer interested in it, and let it fend for itself. Such a broken ship, it's not worth wasting shells!

"Ahh Damn bastards! Alvarez looked at the dense crowd of small ships that appeared in front of him, and could no longer maintain his so-called gentlemanly demeanor, so he scolded angrily.

On the flagship of the Panyu Navy Division five miles away, Wang Fuheng danced happily: "My lord, this ship and this cannon are too sharp!" I'd rather be a big soldier than fight on a ship like this! It's a pleasure! ”

Wang Feng was thinking about something else: "Divine weapon, such a divine weapon is definitely from the hand of King Wu." Alas, such a King Wu, how can His Majesty be an opponent! ”

Rumble! Rumble! Bang! Bang! The Panyu Naval Division, the Portuguese fleet had been mixed together, the projectiles flew from each other, the broken wood drifted away with the sea breeze, and the blood mist and water mist were intertwined. The roar of cannons, the groans of bombed ships, the howls of dying soldiers, and the surge of cannonballs falling into the water all play a death song!

I can't escape, I can't fight, and I can't fight for the sake of now, so I have to surrender. Alvarez tore open his chest with difficulty, flying sawdust stabbing his body, and blood staining his snow-white shirt red. "Raise the white flag, Betulu, you surrender on behalf of the fleet."

"Your Excellency, what about you?"

"Me? Defeat always requires people to take responsibility, and the glory of Portugal cannot be tarnished! Betulu, live well and try to return home. Tell the navy minister of the kingdom that the Ming can only be friendly, not confrontational! Alvarez slowly drew his saber, pulled a handkerchief from his jacket pocket, and wiped it slowly.

With tears in his eyes, Beduru took off his military cap, bowed deeply to Alvarez, and turned to leave.

"Lord Wang, the white flag has been raised on the opposite side."

Hua Houwei raised the telescope and looked at it, and smiled slightly: "Cease fire, prepare to surrender." ”

Thus, the month-long Battle of Tuen Mun came to an end. Since the beginning of the war, the Ming Dynasty has lost 513 people and 58 large and small ships; The Portuguese army was completely annihilated, 383 killed, 819 captured, 37 ships of all sizes sunk, and 54 ships captured.

Wang Feng came to the Zhiyuan on an eagle boat, and when he saw Hua Houwei, he paid a big salute: "I have seen His Royal Highness King Wu, and Wang Hong, the judge of Guangdong, has visited him." ”

Hua Houwei stepped forward with a smile and helped: "Lord Wang doesn't need to be polite, I admire you very much." ”

"Don't dare, don't dare, the prince is a genius in the sky, where do you dare to be an official!"

"Alright, this set of red tape is troublesome. Lord Wang, I'm telling the truth. You are the first person to master Yi's long skills to control Yidi! Come, please sit down and taste my Wuyi mountain tea. ”