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In the dim moonlight, the size and shape of the enemy ships were difficult to discern from a distance. One could only see tiny dots of fire on the ships, like large patches of ghostly light coming from the sea.
The night was dark and the waves made dull roars, like a giant beast in the sea roaring restlessly.
To the northwest, it seemed that the sea surface within a radius of twenty miles was full of ghosts flying across. The vast feeling gave people a heavy sense of oppression, making the timid hold their breath unconsciously.
But what is coming will come, and at this moment, Ke Chenshu doesn't want to retreat anymore.
The Emperor of Qin once said that the navy of Qin not only needed a strategic vision that looked at the four seas and had flexible and advanced tactics, but most importantly, it had the courage to fight to the death.
Without a firm will, no matter how advanced the weapons or how clever the tactics are, it would not be enough for the Qin navy to become the overlord of the ocean.
Because God will not always be on your side. At critical moments, you still have to rely on your own strong willpower.
The Emperor of the Qin Dynasty issued an iron rule to the navy: Whenever the golden dragon flag is raised, either the enemy will die or we will die!
The Qin Dynasty's navy is still relatively young, and it needs this kind of firm will to give birth to powerful combat effectiveness, and it needs the baptism of blood and fire to forge an immortal military spirit.
At Ke Chenshu's command, the huge treasure ship sounded with drums and gongs, tearing apart the layers of night on the sea and shaking the sky. Lights were lit up on the warships, making the whole place bright; combat orders were quickly and orderly transmitted to each warship through drums and lights.
What was even more special was that on the top floor of each warship, there was a huge brazier. Ignite it with kerosene or something like that, and at this moment, huge fires started to burn. Outside the brazier was a 360-degree rotating shaft, on which was a concentrator with a diameter of nearly ten feet.
The inside of the concentrator is painted with silver platinum, which is bright and dazzling. It gathers the blazing firelight to form a dazzling beam of light that can clearly illuminate the distance. People don't need to get close, just pull the rope to make the concentrator rotate 360 degrees, illuminating the sea area around the warship in all directions.
The Dutch were just surprised to see dozens of beams of light coming at them. The Mughal navy soldiers were a little scared. To them, these beams of light were too magical. They moved consciously like humans. This was beyond their understanding.
In the current situation, the warships of the Dutch and Mochener coalition forces were coming from the northwest with the wind, while Ke Chenshu's 24 warships were sailing against the wind in the northwest. This was very unfavorable to the Qin army.
Under Ke Chenshu's order, twenty-four warships quickly formed a battle line and began to turn northeast to avoid the unfavorable front.
One after another, ferocious cannons were pushed out of the portholes. The atmosphere before the battle was tense and solemn, making people want to roar loudly. Gao Zhao felt this way especially strongly. His gunner Chen Yang was a little slow, so he was immediately kicked in the ass by Gao Zhao: "Hurry up and load all the sub-guns! Damn it. The enemy has two or three hundred ships, enough for you to bombard!"
"Boss, this is our first night battle, right? The enemy sent us 300 virgins at once. We have something to fight..."
"Go, go, stop talking bullshit, and measure the distance quickly!"
"Boss, please stop yelling. Can't you see I'm testing? This is not good. The enemy is coming so fast!"
The night wind was howling, making the sails flap. The surging waves were causing the warships to rise and fall. The sounds of war drums, waves, and shouts were all intertwined and breathtaking!
Three miles away, the Dutch were in the west and the Mughal navy was in the east, riding the wind and waves and flying towards them at a very fast speed. All the enemy ships also lit up their lights, and the lights of hundreds of warships intertwined, turning the sea in the distance into a huge curtain of light, which was magnificent.
After seeing the Qin army turn to the northeast, Plamore's heart was lifted. He intuitively thought that the Qin army was preparing to escape, and immediately ordered his warships to follow suit and attempt to rush directly into the middle of the Qin army's battle line. With his warships, which were ten times the number of the enemy, he was able to disrupt the Qin army's formation in one fell swoop, thus creating a stalemate situation.
In retrospect, it was ridiculous that Plummer naively thought that the Qin army was going to escape, but the decision he made was correct.
Ke Chenshu ordered a turn, mainly to avoid the headwind that was unfavorable to him, and at the same time, through a “>”-shaped track, he finally got to the upwind side.
In naval battles during the sailing era, a very important factor in determining victory or defeat was whether one could seize a favorable position. If the wind was against one's will, not only would it be difficult to maneuver, but even the range and accuracy of the shells fired would be seriously affected by the wind speed; thick gunpowder smoke would also blow in with the wind, blocking one's vision.
Ke Chenshu was now trying to get rid of his most disadvantageous downwind position. If Plamor rushed over with the wind and interrupted his turn, the Qin army would inevitably fall into a difficult and bitter battle.
There are often many unexpected events in war. If Vernado was in Plamor's position, he would not be naive enough to think that the Qin army was going to escape. He would definitely follow Ke Chenshu's turn, block Ke Chenshu's route to the upwind, maintain a parallel state with Ke Chenshu at the upwind, and strive for the most advantageous artillery position.
You can't judge the weird Ah San by common sense. He just stubbornly thinks you are afraid. Under the command of Pramor, more than 200 Mughal warships rushed to the middle of Ke Chenshu's battle line with the joy of victory and incomparable joy.
Anyone with a little common sense would know that Plamor was giving Ke Chenshu a "T"-shaped crosshead that was most conducive to artillery fire. Facing the Qin army with powerful firepower, this was almost suicide. But the weird Asan just rushed forward so happily.
Vernado, who was on the west side of Plumer, couldn't help but feel ecstatic when he saw this. He didn't care how much the stupid Plumer would pay. He only knew that as long as Plumer rushed forward, no matter how powerful the Qin army was, it could not be ignored. This would most likely disrupt the Qin army's ship track and even delay the Qin army for a while.
"Turn right!"
The opportunity was rare and could not be regained. Vernado immediately ordered a large angle turn and rushed horizontally to the rear of Plummer. As long as the Qin army was delayed by Plummer for a while, he would be able to turn east again and form a perfect "T" shape in front of the Qin army. Moreover, it was a "T" shape that was on the upwind side. Nothing could be better than this.
Ke Chenshu was also very surprised at Plamor's suicide. When he saw that the Dutch warships in the west were also turning, he couldn't help but be secretly frightened.
At this moment, Ke Chenshu had no time to hesitate. The ignorant and fearless Plamer just wanted to let the Dutch see how he defeated the Qin navy. His two hundred warships had the wind at their back, and their billowing sails were about to burst, just like their excitement.
It must be pointed out that the more than 200 warships of Plummer did not charge forward in a battle line, but rushed forward in a swarm. Hundreds of ships were brightly lit, and a stream of light several miles wide rushed towards the Qin army;
Unless the Qin army can pass through this several-mile-wide cross-section in an instant, it is inevitable that some of the warships will be intercepted and engaged in battle.
Seeing countless enemy ships rushing towards him like they were committing suicide, Gao Zhao's pupils shrank little by little. Two miles, one mile, three hundred steps... Gao Zhao's pupils, which had shrunk to the smallest degree, suddenly expanded, and he shouted, "Fire! Fire! Blast them..."
The enemy ships swarmed in, so there was no point in measuring the distance. Chen Yang, Yang Zhen and other gunners lit the fuses one after another, and the cannons roared violently.
Boom boom boom!
Boom boom boom!!
Boom boom boom!!!
The two huge treasure ships had as many as 40 thousand-jin Portuguese cannons on each side, and the twenty-two clipper warships had as many as 22 cannons on each side. They opened fire at the same time. More than 500 shells streaked across the night sky, flying through the bleak moonlight like a meteorite shower. This scene alone is enough to shock people!
Plamore opened his mouth wide instantly, staring blankly at the countless tongues of fire spewing out from the Qin army's warships. At that moment, a thought even flashed through his mind: Aren't the Qin army scared
In a flash, countless shells fell fiercely over the Mughal fleet like a meteor shower, and the ghosts and gods also cried out in shock at this moment...
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