Liu Jingming stood at the bow of the ship, looking at the enemies who were constantly gathering around, his expression was calm and not flustered at all.
But Chen Zhiyang and others are different, the Japanese people blocked the entrance to the sea, they have no way out, and they are going to fall into a desperate situation of being encircled and suppressed!
The fifty warships of the Ming Dynasty were constantly closing as the mouth of the gorge narrowed, the black cannons were raised, and the seven thousand soldiers were waiting for them.
On the left bank of the fleet, Matsudaira Nobutsuna was far away, standing on a high place, holding a telescope, watching from a distance, his right hand was always raised, and the eyes in the telescope were always staring at every move of the Ming fleet.
"Attack!"
Suddenly, Matsudaira Nobutsuna waved his hand suddenly and said loudly.
Signals exploded, resounding on both sides of the strait next to the ship.
"Fire!"
Almost at the same time, Liu Jingming pulled out his knife and raised it high.
On the high watchtower, flags were waved, and the words of the flags spread throughout the fleet.
"Attack!"
The small boat opposite the Japanese people rowed over at a high speed, towards the fleet of the Ming Dynasty, obviously wanting ants to eat elephants, and the large and small boats were densely packed with human heads, waving long knives and whining and shouting.
Bang bang bang The fleet of the Ming Dynasty was more direct, with more than a hundred cannons aimed at the Japanese ships blocked at the exit in front, and dense shells rained down.
Boom, boom, boom Some of the ships were blown up, blowing off all the boats around them, and some of the shells fell into the water, some exploded, and some simply disappeared.
But more often than not, it was an incendiary bomb that exploded and burned, and sparks flew everywhere, causing even more fire.
The fire on the surface of the sea was blazing, spreading rapidly, like a sea of fire.
"Kill, kill, kill!"
These samurai were like crazy, and they didn't stop at all, braving the rain of cannonballs, rowing desperately and brandishing long knives.
The banner soldiers of the Ming Dynasty shouted "open the cannon" and "open the cannon" vigorously, and the cannon soon became hot, and a basin of cold water was poured out, and the white mist was wrapped in green smoke, and it rose into the air, killing like boiling.
In this narrow strait, for a time the cannon roared, the fire was full of light, and from a distance, some small boats rushed madly, and the big ships did not move at all, like a pack of wolves hunting tigers.
Matsudaira Nobutsuna was still out of the cannon's range, and the telescope boy looked at it carefully, his face cold.
Miyake Shigerori put down the binoculars and frowned: "Palace, Mingren's artillery is too powerful, and it is not a way to go on like this." ” This is a rather narrow section of the strait, and the ships of the Wa Kingdom are quite dense, and this cannon will almost certainly hit, and several ships will be implicated in one hit, and now I don't know how many samurai were killed and fell into the water.
Matsudaira Nobutsuna put down the binoculars and said, "It's not time yet, the Akito's artillery is at a distance, and if they rush through this section, they will be able to get close and board the Akito's ship." ” If the long-range artillery bombardment is turned into a close-range battle, the advantage of their Japanese people will be brought into play, and when the time comes, the 30,000 Japanese warriors who are in ambush on both sides will be able to kill all the 7,000 people on the ship!
Miyake Shigemori understood, picked up the binoculars, and once again observed the large and small ships of the Wa Kingdom that were swarming to the Ming Dynasty, waiting for Matsudaira Nobutsuna's order at any time.
The small boats of the Wa Kingdom soon entered the Ming Dynasty fleet not far away, dodged the shells, and rushed towards the fleet frantically.
At this time, Chen Zhiyang had already gotten off the middle ship, came to a small ship, looked up at the big ship, and when the flag on it moved, he said loudly: "Attack!"
” More than 30 small ships crossed the middle ship and met the rushing ships of the Japanese state.
"Musketeers, arrows ready!"
On the small ship, one arrow after another, one by one, the broken guns were raised, facing the rushing small ships from afar. 100 zhang, 80 zhang, 50 zhang......
"Shoot!"
Chen Zhiyang waved his hand violently and shouted in a deep voice.
More than thirty small ships, hundreds of arrows and spears immediately began to fire.
Bang bang bang Woohoo One by one, the samurai of the Japanese Kingdom screamed and kept falling into the water, and some small boats even overturned directly.
The power of the arrows played a greater role at this time, and some of the small ships simply disintegrated.
But the samurai of the Wa Kingdom were as mad as they were, and they rushed towards the fleet with a whining and waving their long swords as they rowed.
"Kill!"
The soldiers of the Ming Dynasty fleet were shouting, and after firing three times in a wave, they had already put down their spears or bows and arrows, picked up grenades in their hands, and threw them far away.
The size of the ships of the Wa Kingdom has decreased a lot, but there are still a lot of them, and they are surrounded like ants on trees, densely packed.
Chen Zhiyang looked at it, sneered, and said, "Are you ready?"
” A lieutenant immediately raised his hand and said, "Ready." ” Chen Zhiyang turned his head and made a gesture towards the big ship behind him.
Liu Jingming waved his hand, and the archers and spearmen on the big ship were all in place.
"Kill!"
Seeing the Japanese warriors approaching, the soldiers on the Ming Dynasty fleet gave up their bows and arrows, first threw grenades, and then picked up spears nearly a foot long and attacked from afar.
"Shoot!"
The archers on the Chinese ship cooperated with the spearmen, and the Japanese soldiers in front of them shouted and fell into the water, and even many of them capsized, and they still swam forward with a whoop and a whoosh.
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Matsudaira Nobutsuna approached silently, in an inconspicuous small forest, silently observing.
Miyake Shigetori's face was solemn, and he said: "Palace, the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty are well-trained and cooperate tacitly, I'm afraid that these ships can only block them, but they can't do anything to them." ” Although there were more than a hundred ships, they added up to less than two thousand samurai, and the Akito's firearms were so powerful that they lost half of them before they got close, and even if they did, the thousand two hundred and eight people were even more useless.
Matsudaira Nobutsuna said: "I want to block the Akito's fleet, and I also want to see their strength. ” Miyake was stunned for a moment and said, "Palace, don't we continue to attack?"
” Matsudaira Nobutsuna shook his head and said, "The fleet of the Ming Dynasty is at least six hundred zhang from the shore, which is too far.
If we want to deal with the fleet of the Ming Dynasty, we also need a strong fleet and more powerful artillery. ” Miyake Shigemori turned his head to look at the sea, although the artillery of the Ming Dynasty had stopped, there were still dense explosions.
The Ming people not only had long-range artillery, but also more firearms at close range, and the large and small ships they sent were constantly blown up, and the people on them were killed and wounded, and screamed again and again.
There are more than 2,000 people, and there are not many left, even if they are killed, the effect is not too great.
"So, what do we do next?
If we don't stop it, Mingren will really cut us off.
Miyake Shigeruri's face was worried.
The Guanmen Strait is the only point of contact between Kyukoku Island and their home island, and there is no other way than here, if this place is cut off, they will lose their backup, and the military will be unstable, and all efforts on Kyukoku Island will come to naught, and even develop in a worse direction.
Matsudaira Nobutsuna naturally knew, but he came too in a hurry, and he didn't have enough preparation in advance, so he said indifferently: "Let's take a look first." ” Between their conversations, the Ming Dynasty was almost already cleaning up the battlefield, and in the water, there were still many Japanese people on some distant boats, struggling, fleeing, and shouting.
There are actually a lot of them rushing to the front, but their numbers are too small, and in the face of the Ming Dynasty's firearms, the numerical superiority cannot shake the immovable position of the Ming Dynasty's fleet on the sea.
Chen Zhiyang looked at these corpses, and ordered someone to take a spear and stab them a few times whether they were dead or not, and as for those who ran, they didn't bother to chase them, so they made sure that there were no hidden dangers and began to clean up the waterway.
Liu Jingming watched Chen Zhiyang's movements, did not stop it, and took a telescope to observe on both sides of the strait, it stands to reason that when these small boats charge, the two sides should also cooperate, so that it is possible to take down his fleet.
However, no.
A lieutenant stood beside him and said, "My lord, the last general thinks they won't come out." ” In fact, they all knew that there were people in ambush on both sides.
But this location is not good, if they are stuck in the narrowest part of the Guanmen Strait, it will be the most dangerous and easy to get by.
Obviously, the Japanese had no experience in dealing with the navy, and this war came very suddenly, without serious planning, more like a temptation.
Liu Jingming nodded slightly, put down the binoculars, and said: "Get out of here as soon as possible, by the way, do a good job of summarizing this war, and add a sentence: The navy should have enough depth at sea in order to flexibly display its artillery superiority, based on the undefeated enemy, the strait, the narrow road, not wide, not enough water depth, the navy needs to be cautious." ” This time was also a 'training' for the fleet of the Ming Dynasty.
The training manual is not perfect, and it takes a step-by-step experience to gain experience.
Du Wei clenched his fists and said, "Yes." ” Chen Zhiyang cleaned up quickly, and he had reached the narrowest part of the strait, where countless large and small ships were piled up, blocking the channel.
Liu Jingming picked up the telescope again, and although the wind and grass on both sides of the strait were in turmoil, no one had ever raised their heads, and there was no major movement; obviously, both sides of the strait were exercising restraint and had no intention of making reckless moves.
Matsudaira Nobutsuna held a telescope and watched the Ming fleet.
These ships are obviously standard, the large ships have wide hulls, are inlaid with steel on all sides, and look quite formidable, and the black cannons are lined up, giving people a sense of majesty and danger.
The smaller ones were more nimble, but they were also larger than their average fishing boats, and they seemed to be walking on the ground at sea, and the Ming soldiers were confident and calm, with armor all over their bodies, iron helmets on their heads, and white things covering their eyes.
Matsudaira Nobutsuna watched, and for the first time became suspicious of his established policy with Tokugawa Iemitsu.
They planned to eradicate the internal threat and then close the borders and prevent ordinary people from communicating with the outside world, and now it seems that they may be wrong.
Liu Jingming didn't know that he had brought a lot of excitement to Matsudaira Nobutsuna, and when Chen Zhiyang cleared the channel, they asked people to order the fleet, first-class combat readiness, to pass through the strait slowly.
Matsudaira Nobutsuna never moved again, allowing Liu Jingming's fleet of fifty ships to pass through one by one.
Liu Jingming's fleet went out of the Guanmen Strait, and a group of people were relieved, if they were stuck here, it would also be a big danger to them.
On the command ship, Liu Jingming looked back, and there were indeed many people on both sides of the strait, and the people in ambush began to retreat.
Liu Jingming turned his head to look at Chen Zhiyang and said, "It's still a little close, you led people to pave the mines, this Guanmen Strait must be cut off!"
"Yes!"
Chen Zhiyang was a little unfinished in the battle just now, looking at the retreating Japanese warriors on both sides, he got off the middle ship and commanded the small ship to enter the strait again.