"Bang!"

The wooden barrel was exploded in the sky, scattered into several lead bullets, and fired at more than ten naval warships from the Laizhou camp on the left.

Shotballs such as shotgun are extremely powerful in land warfare and naval warfare.

The dispersed lead bomb hit the hull of Fu Ship, and the subsequent chain bombs broke the mast of Fu Ship, causing great losses to the Laizhou Camp Navy on the west wing.

Holland stood on the deck and snorted:

"In less than an hour, I can eat more than a dozen warships in the West Wing and continue shelling them!"

Although the number of ships on both sides is similar, the number of ship-borne guns and ship-borne guns of the Laizhou Battalion in the west wing is only half that of the Dutch fleet, not to mention fourth-level battleships like the Queen, they were almost completely at a disadvantage.

Before Holland was happy, news came from behind:

"Admiral, the Ming navy and the Zheng family fleet have surrounded us from behind!"

"What are you talking about?" Holland was shocked and quickly leaned his monocular behind him. "How could they come so quickly..."

Just as the sailors said, behind the Dutch fleet, Chen Yourong Zheng led the main force of the Laizhou Camp to rescue, and Zheng Zhilong's Zheng family fleet was also moving towards their flanks.

Obviously, the other party wants to surround himself again.

Holland naturally could not allow such a thing to happen. Even if he fought in the second Penghu naval battle until now, he did not feel that he would lose.

In Holland's view, the Ming Navy and Zheng's fleet were defeated in front of him, and all he needed to do was wait until reinforcements arrived.

As long as Luo Fu's fleet arrived, he could easily defeat the combined fleet of the Denglai Navy and the Zheng family fleet.

With this battle, he will surely become famous in the United Provinces and help the Netherlands recover its hegemony in the southeastern waters.

Perhaps, he could also land in Ryukyu and develop it into a province overseas of the Netherlands and become a noble governor.

However, before Holland could order again, the news that came next made him desperate. He really couldn't believe that all the reinforcements he had been looking forward to had fed the fish.

Just now, the Luo Fu fleet from South India was defeated by the combined fleet of the Laizhou Navy and Zheng Zhihu led by Zhang Pan in the Penghu waterway!

This is not all. Captain Luo Fu died in the hands of Ming general Zhang Pan. Even his flagship was captured by the Ming navy. Deputy Captain Schirok led the remnants to escape into the Ryukyu Strait. It must be a disaster!

how so!

Is Luo Fu a fool? Penghu waterway is the only shallow sea area in the war zone. How could he lead the fleet into there?

Holland couldn't figure it out, but he didn't have time to think about it anymore.

Although the war on the Northern Line has become more and more innovative, the Queen's fleet is even now at the advantage, chasing the remnants of the Dengzhou Navy's West Wing.

However, the complete collapse of the southern line told these Dutch people that whether they would accept this battle or not, the war was over.

Once the Laizhouying Navy and the Zheng Family Navy on the southern line return to the rescue, it will be a death.

Holland looked at Ming Jun cheering on the deck in the distance, and knew that the other party knew the news, and felt even more uncomfortable.

He put down his monocular lens and clenched his fists, as if he had become a teenager in an instant.

"withdraw."

"Retreat at full speed and retreat to South India!"

The first lieutenant said subconsciously: "Admiral, all the supplies and gold we shipped from Iberia, the American continent and the Mediterranean Sea are left in the chicken cage, and the equipment of the Spanish Invincible Fleet we seized the first two times..."

"No, don't want it all." Holland sighed and looked at the Ming Navy warship gathered in the distance again, feeling unwilling to accept it:

"After this battle, the hegemony in the southeastern waters will no longer be in our hands..."

"Retreat, while the other party has not surrounded us, raise the sails and evacuate here at full speed. The further you retreat, the better!"

"The Queen must not sink!"

Hearing this, the first mate also stared blankly into the distance.

The sun slowly rose on the other side of the sea level. Under the rising sun, dozens of Ming warships gathered behind them, and cheers even came across the sea.

This is a dignified victory that will be recorded in the history of world wars!

In September of the fifth year of the Apocalypse, the second Penghu Battle broke out between the Ming Dynasty and the Dutch Federation of Provinces. After a night of fierce fighting, it ended again with the victory of the Ming Dynasty.

The entire battle was not smooth, and it could even be called a tortuous one, but the result was still pleasant to hear and happy.

The news came out that every Ming people and Chinese people overseas were proud to have such a strong motherland.

As the news on the sea was transmitted back, more news was also transmitted back on land.

Tianjin coastal defense guerrilla He Huchen took advantage of the situation to recover the chicken cage, captured more than 200 Dutch people, and properly handled the conflict between the landing Ming army and the local Gaoshan tribe and other tribes, successfully recovering the entire Ryukyu.

After Jilong and Diaoyu Island, the Ming Dynasty once again included the entire Ryukyu and Penghu Islands in its territory, and the territorial waters expanded by hundreds of miles.

Holland could not withstand the pressure and did not have the awareness of fighting to the end. He led the remaining fifteen Garen warships and his Queen out of the encirclement and fled to South India in shame.

All countries around the world will know that after the Second Penghu Battle, the Ming Dynasty will firmly control the southeastern waters with the advantages of the Ryukyu Strait.

The dejected "coachman" had to admit that the backward Eastern Empire now had a new power - the Ming Dynasty.

And their pilot is a young man who is only twenty-two years old.

......

A few days later, Qianqing Palace in the Forbidden City.

One afternoon, Zhu Youxiao felt deeply sleepy, put down the memorial on the progress of the locust plague in Shandong, and lay on the table and slept.

These days, I am so tired to wait for the success or failure of the naval battle while managing this huge empire...

Wei Zhongxian stepped into the Western Warehouse, holding the good news, feeling both glad and excited.

After all, the emperor was the God-supported Emperor. Yuan Keli fulfilled his mission and led the Denglai Navy, who spent a lot of money and food every year, to win this naval battle.

"Emperor." Wei Zhongxian called out tentatively like an old woman with a gentle voice.

Zhu Youxiao felt as if he was missing the air, and suddenly felt excited. He opened his eyes and glanced down. He saw that it was Wei Zhongxian coming and said unhappy:

"What's up?"

Wei Zhongxian approached and said:

"The result of the Battle of Penghu has been passed back, and our army won a great victory."

Zhu Youxiao leaned over and poked his head and exclaimed: "What did you say? I won, really win? Where is Yuan Keli's good news?"

"Take it to me!"

Wei Zhongxian held the book tremblingly, and Zhu Youxiao almost grabbed it. After turning it on, the indifference on his face disappeared, and the ecstasy gushed out could no longer be suppressed.
Chapter completed!