Chapter eight hundred and seventy one.
The tide gradually fell, and with the help of the tide, several Western main battleships hung on the wall of Qianhai Castle also began to be placed in slippers in the corner of the wall, with a slant of dozens of degrees.
There were big holes at the bottom of the front ship, and they came here for expedition thousands of miles away from their motherland. The shortcomings of logistics were undoubtedly exposed. In a short period of time, these seven battleships could not be sent to the battlefield, and even lacked heavy equipment. Today, several large ships could not be taken off the wall and could only hang here obliquely. The rising tide continued to flow backwards along the big hole at the bottom of the front ship.
Watching the fun is more professional than doing things. After waiting for the Western coalition forces to control the tidal flat fortress, Prince Kong Dai and his nobles slowly climbed the castle under the servants' service, turned their heads and looked at the stranded boats. The French prince, who was dressed in thick makeup and looked like a vampire, turned his head and joked at the Spanish Marquis Becroson, who came to the commander this time.
"I am worthy of being a famous Dutch player. This Pyros-style victory is really exciting!"
"A stupid Dutch, after leaving the sacred Spanish Empire, will not even fight!"
As he nodded, he had a big white beard on his chin, but he was wearing heavy makeup and humming like an old marquis like a demon.
Fortunately, although a group of nobles said everything, the coalition forces "jointly" to seize the gate of Manila. This was once a Spanish colony. After entering the castle, Berkluson even invited the nobles of other countries to the cut-off Ming flagpole, and painted an oil painting with red wine as a souvenir. The posture seemed to have achieved a decisive victory.
But unlike the leisure of these noble men, the real people who do things are worried.
With emotion on his face, Curt walked out of the largest cannon again with a trembling cannon.
The Dutch's shipbuilding and military industry have always been the pride of Curt. With these two treasures, the Dutch also ascended the throne of the overlord of the sea in the 16th century. Curt even looked down on the French and Spanish, who were traveling with him, but this cannon was shocked by the cannon that was not too late to be destroyed. The complex and exquisite cannon, just this package of cannons, made him feel ashamed.
The stone-like hard concrete is mixed with flexible steel bars. No wonder so many shells were bombarded yesterday and they didn't collapse a piece. If all cities and fortresses used this kind of construction method in the Ming Dynasty, no matter which country, attacking the Ming Dynasty would be a nightmare!
He sighed as he placed his hands on the guardrail. As soon as he came back from wandering, the city of Manila, which was standing on the hillside not far away, suddenly came into his eyes.
The fighter planes were fleeting. In the natural shelter, sail battleships were slowly sailing along the waterway beside the fortress in front of the enemy. Michelle's tactical style was fast-paced, one by one, one by one, not giving the enemy a breathing space. After beating the fortress in front, he didn't even need to repair it for a while, and almost rushed Chen Xinghua's butt toward Manila City.
Built along the mountain, the gentle slope continues to the top of the mountain, the city of Fort St. Philip is blocked by them. Compared with the Spanish rule, it has completely changed its appearance. Almost all buildings are replaced by two-story buildings. The streets like spider webs run through it, and are well-connected. However, the usual busy ports are deserted, and even fishing boats are gone.
Manila City has the most traditional beacon tower in the outer port of China. When the Western fleet sank the Shixian and Mulei, the beacon towers next to the islands not far away ignited wolf smoke. This oldest method took three days to evacuate Manila citizens to nearby cities in time, and even Yuan Dabao's fleet left the sea in advance.
Some old ships with inconvenient movement were sunk on the spot and stranded near the beach to form a shipwreck barrier to block the approach of enemy ships.
When Chen Xinghua's big boat returned, Huang Degong was staying in the only two remaining in the port, preparing for the battle among the second-class battleships used as fortresses.
Listless, the officers and soldiers of the First Regiment were pulled to the shore by the sail battleship. Chen Xinghua himself was also in a daze and boarded the Manila command ship Luzon in exhaustion. In the captain's room, he watched Huang Degong and Gu Moyi and other military staff write and draw in front of the map and specify the plan. He knelt on the ground with a sudden military salute.
"The last general bowed to the military captain, but the last general was incompetent and lost the front enemy's fortress. Please deal with the military captain!"
If Huang Degong was lost in the city one day, if he were in the Southern Ming Dynasty, he might have been furious and waved his hand to order Chen Xinghua to be dragged out and beheaded! However, now, the punishment power of his subordinates has been stripped from the hands of the chief general. In addition to escaping at the last minute or suspected of defection, the military judge could directly take it down, and he would be dealt with if he suffered a setback after the battle. He would be dealt with at the same time when the war was over.
So after sighing deeply, Huang Degong asked helplessly: "Tell me! Chen Tuan led, how did the Red Maverick Fan break through Qianhai Fort?"
"When returning to the military seat, the vassal prince used the ship as the siege tower, and directly hit the city headed by the early tide. The bandits hugged and walked down, and their momentum was like the people who drove the sea. The last general thought that they were outnumbered. In order to preserve their vitality, they ordered the city to abandon."
"These vassals used warships to hit the city?"
This kind of tactic is unprecedented. Listening to Chen Xinghua's explanation, Gu Moyi's eyes lit up and he asked hurriedly: "How many boats have you hit?"
“About seven.”
"The military throne is not a loss! There are many reefs in front of the enemy fortress. If you want to rush to the top of the city, these seven vassal ships must be useless. Although the enemy fortress was lost, Lord Chen brought the first regiment back almost intact. If the vassal wants to attack the city, he has to face the sniper of the first regiment. It is better than Lord Chen to fight for the entire army to wipe out the enemy fortress, and the enemy fortress is still lost."
"The officials believe that not only did Lord Chen not make any mistakes, but he was a great contribution to the severe damage to seven enemy ships!"
This explanation makes sense, but the important defensive stronghold was lost as soon as the war started. Huang Degong was obviously not so easy to let go. He hummed lazily: "The military judge recorded it. The military court will measure the merits and demerits of the battle! Now that the vassal generals are in the city, the generals still have to take out 100,000 pieces of courage to defend the sacred territory of our Ming Dynasty!"
"Abide by the general's order!"
After standing up again, Chen Xinghua was even more shameless and brave, and held his fists heavily in anger.
"Military throne, please stay behind the Luzon ships, snipe the vassal ghosts, and ask the military throne to fulfill their goals!"
As the last maritime defense line to resist the landing of the Western Combined Fleet, the Luzon two ships will face the rain of gunfire and become the target of public criticism once the war begins! Staying here can be considered a life-and-death death. Originally, the tasks here were decided by various regiments to draw lots, but Chen Xinghua voluntarily stayed to snipe. After hesitating for a moment, Huang Degong immediately nodded directly.
"May!"
"Thank you!"
He was overjoyed. The Liaodong man knelt down again. Then he rushed out of the command room with great momentum and shouted at his subordinates.
Although ordering a retreat is the right choice, he is also humiliated by the reputation of abandoning the ground and running away! Chen Xinghua is about to be transferred back, and returning to the Ming Dynasty with such a shame is even more uncomfortable than killing him. When a real warrior faces shame, he can only wash away his blood!
During this kung fu, Western battleships had already emerged from the bay. After a glance, Huang Degong also carried his command knife and strode off the ship.
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Even the army would take a long time to arrange a battle formation. Sometimes it would take a few days to complete a back-range raid, and the navy would be almost the same. At about 8 o'clock in the morning, these huge battleships of major colonial empires that had been through naval battles began to slowly enter Manila Bay. However, it was not until twelve o'clock that the ship formation was arranged. At this time, the Ming army defenders were not busy firing artillery. The enemy fortress was lost too abruptly, and the defenders also needed time to arrange defenses.
At about twelve o'clock noon, Western ships like whales were basically arranged and arranged. The vast array of ships basically filled the second half of the oval bay. The dense artillery fire emitted a heart-pounding cold light under the hot sunlight at noon.
Curt wanted to send envoys to persuade the surrender, but he was directly rejected by the fleet commander Michelgan. At 12:00, the Dutch flagship Rotterdam took the lead in rushing out of the layers of ship formations.
Without staying at the bridge to command, Commander Michel got into the cannon cabin. His old eyes, which had become wrinkled because of his age, were sharp like an eagle. He stared at the Luzon, who was quietly anchored on the deep water shore from the cannon window, took a deep breath. The next second, this peerless master who was invincible in the West stuffed the burning red cannon drill into the tail of the cannon. The first deafening cannon sound suddenly shocked the entire warship and trembled with excitement.
Following his cannon, the warships of Western countries arranged in the attack ranks all ignited the cannons, just like the end of the world. The overwhelming artillery fire attacked the port and Manila City like a storm.
The heavy iron ball hit the deck. At the first moment, the Luzon was directly filled with smoke. With the crackling sound of the wood breaking, the main mast fell down with a groaning and hit the shore heavily. The iron sail cable on the mast was thrown out more than fifty meters away, and a big hole was made in the roof of the warehouse next to the port with a loud bang.
The deck was smashed into a raft pit almost instantly. In the cannon cabin, a blast shot just pierced through the deck in front of Chen Xinghua. Even the special inner plate treated with fibers still splattered, hitting his armor with a crackling sound, and even a slender blood mark was scratched across his face.
But the blood awakened Chen Xinghua's fierce explosion in his bones. Like Michelgan, he was the first to roar and buckle the flintlock aircraft. The two battleships had more than 70 light and heavy artillery fires from the two battleships also poured out their anger. The battleships kicked off the prelude to the artillery battle, and the large and small artillery fire hidden in Manila City also sounded at this moment. Especially the two turrets cast in Fort St. Philip on the top of the mountain, the two overlord cannons were really like overlords living in the world. The heavy gun barrels were pushed violently by the recoil and shrank backwards. Two flames more than one meter long were spit out. In the air, the shells dragging white smoke and the air made a madly sharp roar, and it also fell on the dense heads of the Western warships like raindrops.
Chapter completed!