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Chapter 567: There are always loyal bones buried elsewhere


Li Daozong's armored formation was struck by several thunderbolts, leaving several large gaps.

In fact, the destructive power of the thunderbolts was not too great, that is, people within a few steps around were either injured by iron pieces or shocked. hurt.

Li Daozong's armor only caused more than ten casualties, but the remaining military formation of about sixty people was damaged by more than ten people.

There was a sudden change, and a gap immediately appeared in the military formation, and a large gap appeared in the defensive formation.

The experienced sailors of the Zheng family took advantage of the situation to attack and split the neat military formation.

In terms of individual combat, the sailors of the Zheng family were much stronger than the armored soldiers of the Polu army.

After all, they were fought in mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

They had battle experience.

That's so rich.

Although the Polu army was protected by armor, the casualty ratio became one to one.

Both sides fought desperately, and the Zheng family's soldiers gradually gained the upper hand by taking advantage of their numerical advantage.

Lan San, the first mate and the two guards also fought with several Zheng family sailors, but there was a dull pain in the chest and abdomen that had been injured just now, and Lan San's head was still groggy.

A long knife struck at Lan San.

Lan San swung his knife to block.

With a bang, the two knives collided heavily, sparks burst out, and the two knives bounced away.

At this moment, a harpoon attacked Lan San from the side.

Lan San's chest and abdomen were so shocked that he had no energy to block.

The first mate slashed at Lan San from the side.

The owner of the harpoon roared, and the fish Cross the same arm and jump to the ground.

A spear stabbed at him like a poisonous dragon.

The first mate had no time to turn around and block it.

With a hiss, the spear penetrated the first mate's ribs from under his ribs, penetrating more than two inches.

The first mate screamed and threw away the long knife, holding on to the spear tightly with his hand.

A guard stabbed the murderer to death with one shot.

The guard himself was hit in the neck with a long knife, and died immediately with a muffled groan.

The first mate howled in pain and couldn't help but die for a while.

The pain was simply unbearable.

He looked at Lan San for help.

Lan San paused, then swung the knife regardless of the danger of the sharp blade.

The first mate's head was immediately broken off, which relieved him from pain.

A spear was about to pierce Lan San's back, "Slow down."

Yang Geng shouted.

He had already noticed that the general with a bodyguard was probably the captain of the battleship, so he moved over with his bodyguard to stop him.

The Zheng family sailor heard this and hurriedly put away his gun, but the gun still penetrated the armor and penetrated half an inch, which was only a flesh wound.

However, Lan San turned around and chopped off the sailor's head with a knife, leaving him to die in peace.

"You," Yang Geng's face turned red with anger.

He just wanted to persuade an opponent's mid-level general to surrender.

This was extremely key to understanding this opponent.

I didn't expect that this general was really ignorant and did not know how to live or die.

Yang Geng lucked out and endured it, "Captain, look at how many of your men are left, why do you want to commit suicide?

As long as you join my Lord Zheng, you will still lead the army alone.

My Lord has always cherished talents and will definitely do it."

I will reward you greatly.”

Lan San gasped loudly and looked at the movement around him.

He saw only a few soldiers of the Polu Army still fighting against the enemy.

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The other armored men had already been injured and fell to the ground.

The armored men on board he had been training for a long time could be said to have been completely wiped out. .

"As long as your Excellency nods your head, it won't be a problem for you to be a high-ranking official and receive a generous salary.

What do you think of this Excellency?"

Yang Geng continued to persuade in what he considered to be the gentlest voice.

Lan San felt severe pain in his chest and abdomen, his head was dizzy, he felt nauseated, and he looked at Yang Geng disdainfully, "It's just a dream if you want me to surrender."

Surviving by surrendering to the enemy is not in Lan San's consideration at all.

He cannot afford to lose that person.

It seems that he will not be able to return to his hometown of Shidao, and he will not be able to see his wife and parents.

Fortunately, they have Master Zhao, Zhao Lie, and With Zhang Huan watching over him, he can leave with peace of mind.

Without waiting for Yang Geng's answer, Lan San shouted to several brothers, "Brothers, Lan San takes a step forward.

See you at Zonglie Temple."

Lan San suddenly swung the knife at his neck, but with a hiss, his throat burst and a large amount of blood spurted out.

Lan San struggled and stumbled for a few steps before falling headfirst onto the blood-stained deck.

Lan San knew that he was physically weak and was afraid that he would be stripped of his weapons and captured alive.

It would be better to end it on his own.

He would never survive in this world.

The few remaining soldiers of the Polu Army looked crazy when they heard this, and they all wanted to kill their opponents together.

They screamed in the blink of an eye, and each of them fell to the ground with their own companions.

The battle on the deck ended instantly.

Only corpses and blood were left on the ground.

All this happened within a few dozen breaths.

Yang Geng watched everything that happened in front of him, silently.

What kind of soldiers are these?

He couldn't help but admire Zhao Lie in his heart for being able to make his soldiers feel at ease.

Even if he refuses to surrender, Yang Geng can only say one word of submission.

Qian Er's abdomen and arms were injured in two places and he could hardly move.

He lay in a pile of medical bags, waiting with more than 20 injured sailors.

The sounds of fighting on the deck were faintly heard, and many injured people on the deck were crying in pain.

"Liu Tang, take the dozens of brothers who are still able to move up there to assist you."

Qian Er ordered his deputy Liu Tang.

Liu Tang said goodbye silently and led the brothers towards the upper deck.

He knew that if they were defeated by armor, their poor fighting power would be of no avail.

However, this is the military rule of the Polu Army.

Surrender to the enemy is never allowed.

Otherwise, not only will the family members be punished, but the Military Intelligence Department will also dispatch an action team to eliminate the rebellion.

It will definitely lead to death without a whole body, and early death and early escape.

At least the family members will not be in danger. , can get excellent pensions, and it is worth dying in battle for this.

After a while, Qian Er heard the sound of fighting becoming fierce, and screams continued to be heard.

However, after a cup of tea, everything fell silent, and the gunners who attacked were no longer in danger.

The sound of chaotic footsteps came from the ship's escalator, and some voices with a Fujian accent came from the ship's escalator, which made it clear that the opponent was rushing towards the gun deck.

Qian Er stood up with great effort and looked at the brothers lying on the deck, "Brothers, we used to kill enemies together, and today we go to Zonglie Temple together.

See you in the next life."

All the gunners nodded silently, some cried loudly, and some shouted, die early and be reborn early, money man, please light the fire quickly.

Qian Er took one last look at all the brothers with wet eyes and threw the torch into the pile of propellant packs.

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Yang Geng looked at the piles of corpses on the deck with great displeasure, and just now he had dozens of sailors from the other side attack them, and finally his guards all went into battle.

There were more than 300 people and nearly 400 people, but now there were less than 40 people left, which was unacceptable to Yang Geng.

Fighting has always been the special skill of the Zheng family sailors, but now they have been defeated by Zhao Lie.

It is really hard to win.

Fortunately, this huge ship was finally captured.

At this time, some reinforcements were added to several gunboats to control the sails, and some sailors went down to the gun deck to control it.

Yang Geng raised his head and looked at the battlefields that were still fiercely fighting around him.

He was very worried.

Judging from the situation on the enemy ship, today's battle situation was extremely bad.

The family might have made a miscalculation.

There were continuous bangs and bangs, and the giant ship under his feet was shaking violently.

Yang Geng knew that the artillery deck was ignited without looking.

His heart sank.

He looked at the way Zhao Lie's soldiers on the deck would rather die than surrender.

The bottom floor The soldiers on the gun deck could commit suicide by detonating gunpowder.

Alas, it was a mistake.

What Yang Geng didn't know was that many large holes had been made by the San Jose on one side of the lower artillery deck, which prevented the explosive packages from exploding in a fully enclosed environment.

This greatly affected the shock wave, but the gunpowder ignited the back of the deck. , then the wind and fire spread in all directions, and the fire spread rapidly from the lower deck to the upper deck.

Yang Geng watched the large plume of thick smoke and flames coming out from the entrance of the lower deck.

He knew that the nearly twenty sailors who went down were dead and had to be cremated in such a fire.

Yang Geng looked at the terrifying and bloody upper deck.

This was what he had gained after working for so long and paying the lives of more than 300 sailors.

A sense of powerlessness came to his heart.

He could not win this big battle.

This was the only thing Yang Geng had at this time.

Thoughts.

Not to mention the opponent's powerful ships and cannons, it is difficult for the Zheng family's warships to have such a chance to board the opponent's warship.

If this huge ship had not been damaged, then the Zheng family's warship would have had such a chance to board the enemy's warship.

No, it's impossible.

How about just boarding an enemy ship?

Is this just for this tragic ending?

The sailors of the Zheng family are famous for their fierceness, but their opponents are more brave than his subordinates and they cannot conquer them at all.

Yang Geng took one last look at the giant ship that had captured him for a moment, and ordered all the sailors to evacuate.

Well, after returning, except for the three ships that could barely maneuver the ship, there were no more manpower to engage in boarding battles.

They were basically half disabled. .

Yang Geng evacuated with all his worries, while the Li Daozong was burning fiercely, and its huge body was hidden in the firelight and smoke.

Li Daozong's fire became more and more intense, and the smoke rose dozens of feet high, as distinct as the mark of this battle in the blue sky and blue sea.

Zhang Huan used a telescope to observe his opponent's situation.

The first mate beside him pulled him and said, "Captain, captain, look."

Zhang Huan looked up at the first mate's arm and saw a thick black smoke rising ten miles away in the blue sky and white clouds.

Zhang Huan's heart sank.

That was the direction of the forward.

Lan San's Li Daozong was right there, couldn't he?

. . .

Zhang Huan immediately dismissed the thought.

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No matter what, the Li Daozong was a 500-ton Tang-class battleship.

How could it be defeated so easily?

It was impossible, Zhang Huan comforted himself.

It was better to fight the enemy ship.

Zhang Huan turned his mind back to his opponent.

This enemy ship had a body larger than the Wang Jian.

What Zhang Huan didn't know was that this battleship was the Santos, the sister ship of the San Jose.

It was the main battleship of the Manila Fleet with a volume of more than 900 tons and more than 80 guns.

Just now, a Tang-class battleship suffered some losses in a battle with him, and the Wang Jian, which had just beaten a 300-ton Dutch warship to a standstill at sea, began to look for new prey and took over the position of this Tang-class battleship. , the Tang-class battleship turned sideways, instead of bombarding the sides, and gave up the main position to the Wang Jian.

"Tell Wang Qiang on the artillery deck to shoot accurately for me, especially the Tiago cannon.

I don't want our warship to suffer too much damage."

The first mate nodded in agreement and went down to the bottom cabin.

Boom boom boom, even though the distance was still more than a mile, the giant beast on the opposite side fired first

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