Chapter 53: Let's stay up

"We're just waiting?"

Xiong Wencan looked at Moya Matos's figure in the distance.

"Let Eco talk about it. Then, fire a set of phosphorus and blossom shells every other hour! Don't give them a break to rest, and don't give them time to eat. Since they have failed, we must give them a taste of failure."

"If the Dutch had the support of the fleet, we wouldn't have been able to fight this battle. Is there any news from Penghu?"

Compared with the perennial position of governor, Sun Chengzong is more like a pure soldier. In his heart, the enemy is the nail, and he is the hammer. If you can't smash it all at once, then it's better to have two hammers.

The Penghu Islands are deep and rough, and the submarines will definitely not be able to get through, so it will be difficult to arrange the mines, and what is more serious is that if the other side is a reorganized fleet, they will not even have the most basic transport ships now.

"Has Dai Ran finished replenishing it?"

Now Sun Chengzong has given up thinking about this side, and has begun to think about the battle of Penghu.

"I don't know, the supplies have been sent out a long time ago. However, there was no return."

"Even if they are sent over, they are two hundred academy recruits, and they are only here for espionage and assassination, and they can't hold on."

"Overseer, why don't we use a fishing boat to transport the submarine over now." Song Yingxing began to suggest.

In the tents on the front line, the generals of the Ming front line began to assemble, and a countdown hourglass was placed in front of them.

"It's too late." It was the nautical staff officer in the academy who spoke.

He showed everyone the distance of the battlefield.

"If the other party did it deliberately, the fleet would have been at least around the Penghu Islands by now. What we can bet on is that Dai Ran's army can get to the island faster than the Dutch because of their small numbers. There is also a problem here, there is still a group of pirates in the province of Dachen Island in the Penghu Islands. It's hard to say what can happen to these three parties."

"Besides, the submarine is too difficult to command!" It was Nan Juyi who spoke, who had just withdrawn from the submarine with Song Yingxing.

"If you send it to the Penghu Islands, it basically won't affect the battle situation too much. The best use of this thing right now is to sneak up on the military port, and the other naval battles can only be said to be the icing on the cake. Let's not mention the final word."

"It's much better than the old man imagined." Sun Chengzong circled back.

"Alas, even the ironclad ship that His Majesty wanted to directly hit the steam engine has not taken shape, if we have three of them now, let alone three, it will be enough to have one!" Song Yingxing gritted his teeth and said.

"Don't talk angry about things that don't have to happen. Next year, the military department will also transfer the budget to the coastal and naval sides." To tell the truth, the terrifying attack power and landing ability formed by the fleet this time left a very heavy psychological impact on Sun Chengzong and the staff officers of the military department. Fortunately, it is not the Dagukou Wharf here, otherwise, if others land, it will have a devastating impact on the Jingshi.

"Penghu will hand it over to Dai Ran first. I have already annotated his orders to act cheaply. Whether they can hold on to the first wave or not, it's up to them. We're going to get rid of the mess here. Time is still on our side."

Everyone was a little puzzled, and when the old man saw it, he had to explain:

"According to Echo's idea, Radwan Beji was only competing for a seat on the board of directors of the East India Company. If this information is accurate, then Radwan Beji will neither make a one-shot deal nor see his losses too great. Originally, it was to rob himself of capital, but if the loss is too large, is it a bit more than worth the loss? I've arranged for someone to release the news of their defeat and surrender. It is estimated that soon, other candidates will come out and find an opportunity to attack him."

There is no way, it is weak on the ocean, and it can only look for various opportunities.

Finally, the old man slapped the table.

"Dai Ran, they didn't collect it at night, and they could only carry it first on the Penghu side. We only have this one grip now, to surround them and fight them

Let them surrender as soon as possible, this may be our only chance to surround Wei and save Zhao."

The old man didn't say it thoroughly, but now there is only one way, to see if he can use this group of captives to force back Radwan Beji's encroachment on Penghu.

When Eco arrived at the front line, the first phosphorous bombs had just landed on the beach.

The sun had set, and on the beach at high tide, bright flames continued to burn on the churning waves.

Echo did not bring an escort or interpreter, and she arrived at the Dutch camp alone.

Her fluency in Dutch seemed to make the guards ignore her black uniform. Soon, she was led to Moya. Moya was roasting his dagger over the campfire, and next to him was Wade, whose entire right hand had turned black.

"Can I sit down here?" Echo's fluent Dutch caught the attention of Moya, who was wary of hearing Hu's report. Even Wade, who was ready for another torture, looked up.

Moya took off her black military cloak.

"The Dutchmen of the Ming Dynasty?" Moya asked.

Echo didn't answer his words, but glanced at Wade's wounds.

"If you still want to hold a sword with this hand, I think you can go back with me, where I happen to know a doctor. Campfires are used to roast delicious sausages, and it is not always possible to sterilize the daggers used for surgery."

She shook her head and said like a good friend she hadn't seen in a long time.

"We don't have a friend of the Ming people who speaks so well in Dutch." Mo Ya said coldly. But the other party has already said that he can only hate the dagger on the sand. He had seen a lot of injuries from fire, and at least they weren't lying on this point. Even if the wound were to heal completely, Wade's right hand would become like an animal's claw.

"What if you can't wield a sword?" Wade pretended to be bold.

"I'm just an ordinary sailor. For us sailors, a right hand with an iron hook is enough."

Echo sat down by the campfire and reached out to grab a branch that he had planted beside him, on top of which was a roasted, slightly browned pork sausage.

She took it and put it under her nose to sniff it, then took a small bite in satisfaction. The sausage was too hot, but Echo, who had eaten enough before coming, still ate it deliciously, and finally swallowed the hot sausage in his mouth.

"It's been a long time since I've eaten a delicious grilled sausage like Dam Square. It's been six years since I left there, what about you? When you go, will anyone throw you a token of love at the bridge?"

Originally, a lot of rhetoric was prepared, but at this moment, Aike couldn't help but ask these fellow villagers about the hometown where he had spent the entire youth.

"Is the tavern with an old hen hanging in front of the house still there? I've never been there, but every time I wait for my father there, I feel so happy there. I don't know if the boss with the red nose is still there."

As she spoke, she unconsciously flicked the burning wood in front of her with her hand, and sparks flew around her.

For a moment, even Mo Ya was a little emotional, but he still said coldly:

"You're the kid of a rich family, and Dam Square is where we poor kids in the city can stand." When he said it, he was not harsh at all, and he felt a little sour.

He wasn't lying, he was seven years old when he and Big Beji tried to sneak into the inauguration ceremony of the rulers of Dam Square. In their opinion, the candy sprinkled all over the ground at the ceremony was something that every child in costume would get, which made Moya hallucinate a little. He thought that the festivals of the city in the mouths of those he had eavesdropped on included him.

It wasn't until he was thrown from the canal street by a few guards to the canal bank that he realized that the city had anything to do with religion, money, and merchants, but it had nothing to do with himself.

Of course, along the large and small sewage pipes that flow to the canal, they concentrate almost all the houses and merchants in Dam Square

The store stole it all over again. However, even if he had the opportunity later, he had never been to Dam Square.

Wait, did the old man Murray, whom he respected the most, also lose Big Beji's carriage in Dam Square?