One warship after another quickly passed the sea. The positions on the two crab claws on the left and right sides of the Crab Bay were completely covered by artillery fire. Their only counterattack was from the eight artillery pieces, but the firing rate was extremely slow and the firing angle was fixed. There was no threat to the warships at sea.

Zhu Ruofan was standing tall at the top of the fortress at the beginning, wanting his soldiers to see their lords with them to make a strong morale. However, at this time, his soldiers were also pressed to the ground tightly against the cement wall, and their bodies were tightly blocked by their soldiers. He could not see anything. The only thing he could hear was the roaring sound of the rumbling cannons.

"Go away, go away!" He roared angrily and pushed his personal soldiers hard. The two personal soldiers behind him fell down softly under his strong push. Zhu Ruofan, who stood up, found that his body was covered with blood. Not far behind them, there was a sieve-sized pit. It was a shell that happened to fall here and explode. The debris hit the two personal soldiers, causing them to die immediately. If they hadn't protected Zhu Ruofan like this, he might have been the one who fell to the ground at this moment.

At this moment, Zhu Ruofan could not count how many casualties were on his position, but under such fierce artillery fire, the number of casualties was self-evident.

In addition to anger, a deep sense of powerlessness came to my heart. The current war mode is completely different from the past. In the past, a martial arts master general charged forward, and the army followed up. Everyone was fighting for strength, courage, and sharpness. But now, no matter how high your martial arts cultivation is, how much power can you exert in the face of such a shelling?

He stood up again, even if he was dangerous, he wanted his soldiers to see that he was still alive.

On the sea, dozens of troop transport ships were divided into two routes, heading towards the left and right crab claws, but in the middle, there were all small boats. He widened his eyes and looked at the middle route. These ships did not seem to be made of wood. There were ten soldiers sitting on each ship, two people lying on the bow, holding the Ming 1 style in his hand, and the other eight people waved their paddles. The boat was flying like a flying, running much faster than ordinary merchant ships.

Of course, Zhu Ruofan didn't know that this was a kayak from the Ming Navy Marine Corps. He was usually relieved and stored on the boat. He would not be taken out until wartime. This kind of small boat was extremely light, and the speed of the rowing was naturally extremely fast.

The bay is full of various reefs, and large ships cannot sail in, but such small boats are completely different.

"Chain the bay and sink them!" Zhu Ruofan shouted loudly.

The one who blocked the bay was entirely the one who blocked the bay. The thunder fire of the Qi people imitated the Ming Dynasty. After years of exploration, their attainments on the thunder fire were no less than those of the Ming Dynasty. Dozens of thunder fires fired at the same time, and countless stone bullets fell from the air with the sound of wind and smashed into the bay.

Qi State was not as rich as the Ming Dynasty. It used steel to create iron bombs and then burned red to attack its opponents.

After entering the bay, the Ming Dynasty's navy and marines instantly turned into a straight line and then swung forward frantically. In such an environment, avoidance is meaningless. If the speed slows down, it will be a target for being beaten. The Thunderbolt Fire was invented by the Ming Dynasty. It is still being used in large quantities in many troops of the Ming Dynasty. Of course, the Ming army knew its power, which could be fired continuously. What's more, these Thunderbolt Fires were arranged on both sides of the bay, and the Ming Dynasty's artillery could not threaten them.

All the kayaks move forward in the center of the bay and line up in a straight line, so naturally they want to reduce the area of ​​the enemy's attack. The rest can only be left to fate.

Although the kayaking moves along the bay after entering the bay and can avoid the attack of the thunderbolt fire, no Ming army would do this. It is clear to see the fortifications of the Qi people on both sides of the Taiwan Strait. Once they approach the shore, it is not the thunderbolt fire, but countless powerful crossbows and crossbows, which is even more terrifying than advancing towards the thunderbolt fire. The thunderbolt fire can also block the opponent's hit rate, but powerful crossbows and crossbows can be aimed at.

As an assault force, Chen Zheng was lying on the bow of the boat, holding his Ming 1 style tightly in his hand, and carrying a mortar barrel on his back. "Hurry up, hurry up, go forward a hundred meters, and we can avoid the attack range of the Thunderbolt Fire." On his boat, eight crew members waved their arms like flying, and the boat was flying forward like arrows.

A scream came from behind him. Chen Zheng suddenly turned around and saw a small boat hitting the middle by a stone bullet. The entire small boat first raised its ends, then bounced up suddenly, and finally fell heavily, capsizing on the sea surface. His heart suddenly sank down, his eyes swept the water surface, and only saw two soldiers floating on the water surface, waving their arms and paddling the water. The kayak that caught up behind him pulled the two people up, and the other eight people could not see any trace.

Chen Zheng gritted his teeth. How long has it been since the Navy and Marine Corps had never suffered such losses. The last time there was such a loss, it was when Manila was fighting fiercely with the warships of the Tiger Dynasty.

"Forward, forward! Live to death!" Chen Zheng yelled.

Countless stone bullets fell like raindrops, and airships were smashed into the bay from time to time. When Chen Zheng felt a sudden relaxation on his head, he turned around and the first wave of hundreds of kayaks that followed him was only more than 60 boats left. In other words, in this assault, he had at least 300 comrades who were silent in this bay forever.

There was a shout coming from the front, and Chen Zheng suddenly turned around. In front, hundreds of small boats were sailing towards them.

"Now, it's our turn!" Chen Zheng's eyes were blood-red, he picked up his Ming Style 1, and suddenly pulled the trigger.

Amid the clear sound of gunshots, a Qi army officer standing on the bow of the boat, waving a big knife, fell into the water with a loud bang.

A straight line of naval marines suddenly formed layers of defense in the bay. Neat gunshots sounded in rows of shouts of officers, and the Qi army on the boat opposite fell into the water like dumplings.

The feather arrow kept passing by Chen Zheng's ears. He was unmoved at all. He just held his gun steadily, aimed steadily, and then steadily hooked the trigger.

Nearly five hundred Ming Style 1 fired at the same time, like the god of death's sickle passing over the ship opposite, and the sea water was stained red with blood in an instant.

The boat was still approaching, and the soldiers of Qi were lying in the cabin. Only when the rowing soldiers were shot down would someone jump up and go on the bench.

"Grenade!" Chen Zheng shouted sternly.

The first row of soldiers took out the grenades, opened the security, pulled the rope, and then shot the black grenades out. With a jingling sound, the explosion sounded, and the small boats were sunk after another.

"Get the bayonet and charge!" Chen Zheng took off the triangular bayonet from his waist, claped and closed it on the Ming Dynasty Style 1, and shouted loudly.

The dozens of kayaks gathered together suddenly dispersed like bees that exploded a nest, and then rushed forward. Chen Zheng knelt on the head of the boat on one knee, pushed the butt on his shoulder, and hooked the trigger on the rapid advance airship.

After firing five bullets, he suddenly stood up, and an enemy ship in front came towards him. Chen Zheng roared and jumped up, suddenly raised the spear in his hand in the air, and stabbed forward fiercely. With a sound of puffing, the triangular bayonet broke through the enemy's armor and pierced the other party's abdomen. Chen Zheng landed on the bow of the ship, and pushed the other party's body against the other party's body and kept pushing towards the stern. Behind him, two more soldiers jumped over and raised their guns. With the crisp sound of guns, the two Qi soldiers who rushed towards Chen Zheng screamed and fell into the water.

A fierce battle was staged in the bay. When the second wave of Navy Marines' kayaks broke through the blockade and rushed into the bay, the Qi army's resistance on the water came to an end. The ships they could use were either sunk by the Navy Marines, or the people on the boat were killed completely.

The water in the bay turned red, and the bodies of the dead on both sides floated and sank on the water surface.

More than a dozen kayaks patrolled the sea, searching for their comrades who might have been injured and fell into the water without death. On the other hand, they completely sent such an enemy to the West. At this time, there was no mercy.

Chen Zheng commanded two waves of Marine Corps nearly a hundred kayaks slowly approaching the opposite water camp. Until he could see the crossbow arrows with cold light on the water camp, Pi Zaiting stopped. The empty wooden boats were gathered by the soldiers and tied together, and mortars were set up on them.

At this time, their position was extremely subtle, and the thunder fire in the water village could not reach it, and even more powerful crossbows and other objects were even worse. But a little further away, they would inevitably be attacked by their opponents.

After erasing the blood balls on his face, Chen Zheng looked at the water village opposite coldly. If he wanted to dock, he had to build the water village. Compared with the cement fortifications on both sides of the shore, he preferred to attack the water village.

With the shouts, the kayaking suddenly jumped forward. This time, they flew very scattered, and behind them was the wooden boat with mortars.

It's getting closer, it's getting closer! As Chen Zheng counted silently, the moment when the powerful crossbow and thunder fire in the water village began to attack at the same time, the mortar on the wooden ship also opened fire.

On the sea surface, kayaks were hit and capsized from time to time, but there were explosions everywhere in the water village. As the sound of explosions, the fire began to spread in the water village.

"Let's fire, fire, and kill them!" Chen Zheng roared.

https:
Chapter completed!