In the early morning, thick river fog enveloped the Yangtze River, and the rumbling sound of cannons finally stopped at midnight.

It seems that the Ming army on the ship also needs to rest. However, the lookouts are still observing the surroundings.

Suddenly, a harsh whistle sounded in the river fog, and the watchman in the masthead basket opened his voice and shouted a warning to the people below.

"A suspicious target was found in the northwest, it's a ship, many ships!"

In the hazy river fog, the faint shadow of the boat broke through the river fog and rushed out of the fog!

It’s the Qing army’s fleet!

When did the Qing army have a fleet?

In fact, it was just a night's work, just some ordinary salt ships. Loaded with people and some Fran machines, it became a so-called warship. When this sudden appearance appeared, it did look a bit...

Scary.

Gurma Hun, who was standing at the bow of the ship, was wearing heavy armor and staring at the Ming Dog gunboat two hundred paces away.

"Row faster, rush forward and kill the bright dog!"

As the third son of Amin, one of the four great belles of the Qing Dynasty, Gurmahun was not neglected because his father was imprisoned. Whether he was with Dorgon last year or Abatai this year, he was highly used.

, and now is no exception. At this time, he only has one thought, which is to command the navy to rush up, then jump onto the boat and kill the bright dog.

"Master Beizi, don't be impatient. Minggou only has cannons on the bow, and the cannons can't shoot flatly. When we get close, it's not too late to bombard the enemy with the Folang machine for a while, and then jump on to kill the enemy..."

Geng Zhongyu's reminder made Gurmahun calm down. He hummed and then said.

"For a while, you just use the Franchise to blast the enemies. It's better to blast them all into the water to feed the fish!"

"Don't worry, Master Bei, the general will know what to do!"

Geng Zhongyu raised the corners of his lips slightly, stared at the Ming army's gunboat, and said to the Franco machine gunner on the bow.

"Get closer, take aim, and then shoot!"

The Qing fleet that rushed down from the upper reaches was actually the more than one hundred salt ships they used to cross the river. Although their size was not as good as that of the canal ships, they were more flexible and more importantly, each ship had multiple seats.

The Folan cannon may be far less powerful than the red cannon, but it is light and flexible. The Folan cannon, which weighs no more than a hundred kilograms or hundreds of kilograms, can be mounted directly on the ship and fired without even needing to be fixed.

This is also the reason why he transformed such a navy in one night. But everyone knows that most of the people in this navy cannot swim.

"Sure enough, Jian Nu was not idle last night either."

Because the distance is so close, you can see the movements of the slave fleet without even using a telescope. Each ship has a Franco machine gun on the bow. In addition, on the deck of each ship

On top, there were still Jiannu slaves in armor standing. They were armed with swords, guns and sharp blades, ready to jump to help at any time.

Even if they don't know how to swim, they don't worry too much. After all, it's useless to worry at this time. If they fall into the water, they will definitely drown. If they don't want to be drowned, the only way is to kill the Ming army on the boat. Forget it.

Get up, this is no different from ordinary fighting.

It's nothing more than killing the opponent.

However, in the eyes of outsiders, the head does look menacing, at least on the surface it looks quite intimidating.

Upon seeing this, Hu Shoujin shouted loudly.

"Signal soldiers, send orders to all ships. Let the brothers just use their guns to shoot down the slave gunners. Don't worry about the Folang machine. That thing can't hit far."

Even though he said this, Hu Shoujin still had no idea in his heart. After all, that guy could shoot iron bullets weighing more than a kilogram. Yesterday, several ships were punched with fist-sized holes. Fortunately, they were blocked quickly, otherwise it would have been troublesome!

But no matter what, you can't always stand here and let others beat you.

The boats of both sides were very fast. In a blink of an eye, they were close to a distance of about 100 meters. The gunners on the bow of the Qing army held back. They immediately fired one after another, and for a while the sound of cannons rumbled on the river.

The sound of the Folang machine gun is not as loud as that of the Hongyi cannon, but the scene of hundreds of Folang machine guns firing is still extremely spectacular. Thousands of iron bullets weighing several taels, and lead shot ejected from the muzzle, flying over hundreds of

Just a few steps away, there were splashes of water on the river surface.

The attacked canal ship immediately collapsed into pieces of wood, and the bulwarks and cabins were immediately riddled with holes. Dozens of Ming troops on the deck suddenly fell down, but the Ming troops did not sit there and be beaten, because the ship

The mortar on the head could not fire directly, so they could only use rifles to fight back the artillery fire of the slaves.

For a time, the river was filled with the sound of cannons and gunfire. Although it seemed fierce, in fact, neither the iron bullets of the Franco machine nor the lead bullets of the muskets could cause fatal damage to the opponent's ship. Only the deck

The personnel on board were continuously injured in the shooting.

In addition to the small Fo Lang machine, the Qing army even carried the large Fo Lang machine onto the ship. When the distance was close to fifty or sixty meters, the Qing gunners who shook the tail of the gun and aimed at the Ming army finally found the opportunity to fire.

, they immediately lit the match, and when a ball of flame was sprayed out from the muzzle of the gun, the back seat of the Franchise even pushed the ship to a halt, and there was even a "creak" sound on the deck, and even the ship

I couldn't help but sway.

However, this shot immediately made a hole as big as a bowl in the hull of the Ming army, and the cold river water immediately poured into the cabin. Fortunately, the Ming army in the cabin tried their best to block the bullet holes, otherwise the ship might have sunk.

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"Fire, fire, get close and hit."

I saw Er Geng Zhongyu brandishing his sword and shouting orders.

"Change to your boss, don't use shotguns, get closer, aim at the hull and hit..."

Following Geng Zhongyu's shout, the gunners on the Qing warships replaced their muskets with iron bullets the size of a child's fist. Although the power of the Fo Lang machine gun was small, it fired extremely fast using the musket, but it only lasted a moment.

In a short time, they fired three rounds of muskets. Although many of the shells were empty and splashed a lot of water on the river, many iron bullets still hit the target, and the fist-sized iron bullets hit the canal.

The moment the ship was lifted off, a hole as big as a bowl was punched out in the hull. For a moment, the situation on the water seemed to be developing in a situation that was favorable to the Qing army.

Even Abatai, who was standing by the river watching the battle, had a smile on his face.

"A water fight, that's all!"

No big deal!

It seems that as long as you have a boat, you can fight on the water. With this experience, when the Qing Dynasty enters the customs in the future, it will be able to easily cross the Yangtze River and then unify the Central Plains.

"Master Baylor is wise!"

Amidst a burst of flattery, someone had already said again.

"Okay, after we kill all the dogs on the water, let Nanjing offer the city. If they don't offer it, we will go straight in and kill them all..."

"No need to kill, just get rid of this navy army. When the time comes, Ming Gou will definitely surrender..."

While everyone was talking to each other, Hou Fangyu, who was following his master, felt guilty in his heart despite the roar of cannons on the river and even though the Qing army seemed to have taken a stand on the upper peak.

There was a murmur.

Something seems wrong!

The reason why he came up with this idea couldn't be simpler - since the prince chose to kill the enemy on the river, then this method would definitely not be the only one. Moreover, since he is so good at using cannons, how could it be possible?

Will he be beaten passively there?

If you don't understand something, there must be a conspiracy.

Of course, what Hou Fangyu didn't know was that the reason why the Ming army did not install flat-firing cannons on ships was that the cannons were too powerful!

When something goes wrong, there must be a monster!

But where is this monster?

He really didn't see it.

At least now it seems that the warships of the Qing Dynasty have the upper hand, while the warships of the Ming Army can only passively be beaten there.

But this is wrong.

Since the Ming army came from the water, they must have been prepared for a water war. Is it impossible to stand there and let such a group of landlubbers beat them like this?

What's going on?

Although in Hou Fangyu's eyes, the Qing army on the river now had the upper hand, and looked like it was about to win the water battle.

But the more this happened, the more worried he became. Even if he proposed to destroy the ship, he did not expect that things would go so smoothly.

Could it be that...

Suddenly, an idea came into Hou Fangyu's mind. This idea even made him shudder.

Could it be said that all this was planned by the Ming army!
Chapter completed!