The Great Ming Dynasty Dominate Overseas

　　 When Yan Donglai wanted to apologize to the soldier after the war, the soldier was already dead!

　　 During the war, there were not a few neurotic people like Yan Donglai. Even veterans like Storm went crazy. He controlled a small 1-pounder cannon on the starboard side while fighting with the opponent.

"Look, isn't this a traitor like Storm? I'm really blind, and I used to have a friend like you!" DeWitt exclaimed, "Your wife is pretty good. When I return home, I will go and see her. Take good care of her! You don’t have to worry!” Touched the pain in Storm’s heart, he shouted angrily: “DeWitt, you are a dog*, you do business in Amsterdam and pretend to be Persian silk. Guosi, was discovered, and ran to Batavia in my boat. I knew you were such a person and threw you into the sea and drowned."

　　 "Whoever doesn't do this in business is better than being a traitor and betraying the country. You still have the face to come out and see people, and you still want to wear Mingren's clothes!"

　　 "I'm self-willed to be indecent? You're fucking, there's a kind of us single-handedly!"

　　 "Okay, who is afraid of whom! Don't worry, if you lose, I will take care of your wife. If I die, someone will take care of your wife!" DeWitt laughed wildly.

　　 "You coward, you will bully women!" Storm blasted a shot at the opponent angrily!

　　 It's a pity that the power is too small, the projectiles scattered, and nothing was hit.

　　 The distance between the two battleships was less than 30 meters. The two Dutch men shouted at the stern tower. They used Dutch quickly and eagerly to bombard the scolding room, but they couldn't silence their voices.

　　 Until the two ships left, the two men were not afraid, but Storm remained angry, his eyes were red, cursing, and loudly berating the soldiers for their efforts to fire.

A battle line was discharged, and both sides were shooting projectiles frantically. The shells in opposite directions dragged the smoke and staggered. The shells slammed the opponent's ship, bringing the ship shaking and screaming, and the pungent gunpowder smoke. Cover the sea!

　　 Two hours later, the battle line was nearly exhausted, and then the Southeast Fleet turned left, and the Batavia Fleet turned right. Both sides are doing the same thing: gain the upper hand!

　　The officers and soldiers of each ship are busy, trying their best to grab the wind!

　　 Governor Speke shook his head slightly, firming up his thoughts: The enemy's battleship is indeed fast! Damn they got the upper hand again!

let's hit!

However, following his order, the Dutch set up two battle lines, one is a large battle line, and the other is a battle line with only ten warships, going north until they gain the upper hand, forming a two-on-one battle against the Southeast Fleet. !

　　 But the problem is not big, because the side cannons are on both sides, and the Southeast Fleet can shoot left and right!

The two sides bombarded intensively, and there was a rain of bullets. The environment at that time could be called "horrific lightning and thunder." When hitting the opponent's boat, the wood chips burst in the sky, hitting the water, and the towering water column. The scattered splashes made everyone feel like they had received a baptism. Military newspaper reporter Ze Yu (pen name) described the scene as "We are in a sea of ​​fury".

　　 played so intensely, both sides showed high-level shooting skills.

　　 Batavia Fleet’s gunners were orderly, coordinated, fired one after another, continuously, bombarding the enemy with platoons of artillery, and the sound of the artillery never stopped.

　　 The results of the Southeast Army’s usual training came out. They calmly aimed at the target and fired artillery attacks. Among them, a salvo of the Taiwan smashed the mainmast of the Dutch Caution, forcing the opponent to withdraw from the battle line. Then Kaohsiung No. 1 and Kaohsiung No. 2 washed the Dutch ships with only 24 guns, the "Freedom" and the 22 guns, the "Sifrisia", which caused the two ships to lose control and withdraw as well. The battle line.

The 24-pound and 18-pound guns of the battleship were very small, and the Dutch people complained incessantly. Compared with the Southeast battleship, the Dutch battleship suffered more serious damage to the hull and killed more people!

　　 The two sides fired indiscriminately, causing the opponent's warship to fall down from time to time.

　　Since the battle, no one of the warships has been sunk, but five warships in the Batavia Fleet have been severely damaged and escaped from the battle line.

　　 "It seems that when the battle goes on, our army will still have the advantage!" Yan Changwu looked at the effect of the battle with satisfaction. When he was proud, Storm came over and said: "It's time to retreat!"

　　Speaking of the words, Yan Changwu was taken aback, don't it be this red hair fan who has lost his mind, right? Our army is in a very good situation and wants to retreat.

　　 Isn't he awake from his madness just now? He said with concern: "Are you okay?"

　　 He didn't think about anything else, but the two close servants behind him, the depth and shallowness of the water, stood quietly in front of him, blocking Storm, they were guarding this red hair fan!

　　 "No, I'm sober!"

"We are almost out of gunpowder!" Storm did not care about their rudeness, he reported: "Warlord, I went down and took a look just now. We only have a quarter of the gunpowder left. At this rate of consumption, we Can't support it for an hour!"

　　 "I think the other ships are the same, even less gunpowder!"

　　 Everyone was happy, and the consumption of gunpowder and projectiles went up straight.

　　 Yan Changwu didn't pay attention, the others didn't pay attention, but Storm noticed.

　　 He said to Yan Changwu: "Listen to their guns!"

　　 "These are all 12-pounders!"

"Yes!" Storm said: "The Dutch used a 12-pounder gun and they were in a hurry. We followed with heavy artillery. Everyone shot one shot against one shot. They were consuming our gunpowder. Once we had no gunpowder, we would be troubled. It's big!"

　　 Yan Changwu stared at Storm, the foreigner looked complacent.

There are two ways in front of Yan Changwu. One is to believe in Storm, then you have to retreat~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The second is to continue fighting, maybe the other party is out of gunpowder, everyone retreats, and finds each mother. , But in case Storm is right, when there is no gunpowder on our side, it is really slaughtered.

　　 "Send the order to Mingjin (knock the gong) and raise the retreat flag!" Yan Changwu ordered.

　　 The order was issued, and no one expected such a coincidence.

　　 "We didn't find the gong!" The sergeant reported: "But we have put up the retreat flag (a red cross in the red circle)!"

　　 "Why didn't the special M's (gong) be found?" Yan Changwu said angrily

　　 "The place where the gong was put was shot, but the gong is nowhere to be found, so I can't find it!" the sergeant said.

　　 "Things like special M have happened!" Yan Changwu just heard the voice, and only heard the whistling in the air, a chain bomb flew, cutting the retreat flag flying, and fell into the sea!

　　 Yan Changwu, Stowe and the non-commissioned officer, everyone watched the flag fall into the sea with dull eyes, Yan Changwu asked unconfidently, "Don't tell me that the flag and gong are not backed up, right?"

　　 The sergeant said in panic, "There is indeed no backup, just one copy, and three copies for the offensive flag and drum horn!"

　　 Don’t blame the logistics for not making preparations. You have to know that Young Master Yan always advocates offensive and retreats. Why do you need so many copies of those things? The space on the ship is limited.

　　 "Look!" Storm said suddenly.

　　 Yan Changwu took a look, as the flagship of the striker, Nanhai No. 2 high ground hoisted the flag of retreat!

　　 "The Siresma is really good!" Yan Changwu praised.

　　 But when he was withdrawing, he was surprised when he saw Sires's pole stick being supported by someone: "Are you injured?"

　　 "I shot myself!" Siresma said flatly.

"what?!"