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Vernado had a total of 35 warships and 31 armed merchant ships, a total of 66 ships. At this moment, all of them followed Vernado to the southeast and headed towards Ke Chenshu's two huge treasure ships.
The night sky was gloomy, the wind was howling, the waves were roaring, and on the sea there were many warships of the Mughal Navy burning, illuminating a large area of the sea.
This will be a battle of life and death, and a naval battle that will determine the future hegemony of the Indian Ocean. When Vernado made this decision, he plunged forward without hesitation. The target was directly the two treasure ships of Ke Chenshu!
A total of sixty-six ships turned southeast and found themselves with the wind. The raging wind blew up the huge sails, driving the warships to break through the waves at full speed, at a speed as fast as flying, and with great momentum!
Looking from the treasure ship, the lights on the enemy ships were like a wall of fire, suffocating. At this moment, the two treasure ships seemed a little lonely, at least that's how Xie Chun felt. His heart tightened as the enemy fleet kept approaching.
Xie Chun was a timid man. He actually didn't like war, and he didn't have a dream of making great achievements like most Qin soldiers.
He became a gunner in the Qin Royal Navy out of necessity. His family was poor, and the Qin army not only had good pay, but also always won battles, and they were rewarded generously for winning battles.
Whenever Xie Chun heard other soldiers talk about their dreams of making great achievements, he would feel envious, but that was all he wanted after listening. His biggest dream was to go home. Far away on this vast ocean, he often dreamed of the small bridges, flowing water, and thatched cottages in mulberry fields in his hometown.
The Daqin Navy has a decision that after serving for six years, one can choose to retire or continue to serve in the army.
Xie Chun has been serving in the navy for three and a half years. He often wonders by himself when the six-year period will be up. As a result, he is often ridiculed by his comrades who are full of ambition and eager to make achievements.
The navy of the Qin Dynasty as a whole is like the rising sun, full of vigor and vitality, and there are few people like Xie Chun. At this moment, looking at the Dutch fleet approaching in the night, Xie Chun inexplicably thought of the village surrounded by gurgling water and the dimly lit... .
"Xie Chun. Why are you still standing there?! Bring some more shells up, go quickly!"
Unlike other gunners, Xie Chun's gunner Zhang Kuan seldom roared loudly or kicked or hit his soldiers, but when a fierce battle was about to begin, he could not help but roar loudly.
Xie Chun quickly followed his comrades in front of him and rushed over to move the bullets. Although he had practiced artillery fire, his main responsibility was actually to move the ammunition and then load the ammunition into the sub-guns to be used. In real battles, he never had the opportunity to touch the artillery.
The gun cabin was tense and busy at this time, the gunners kept shouting, some were reporting the wind speed and distance, some were asking questions, and some were cursing;
When Xie Chun, Li Gui and Li Erzhu rushed back to their No. 1 gun with ammunition in their arms, the cannon began to roar, and as blazing flames spurted out, gunpowder smoke was carried in by the sea breeze, making people want to cough.
Through the porthole, one could see the dark mass of enemy ships approaching within 300 steps, as mighty and overwhelming as a mountain. At the same time, the enemy ships also began to spit out tongues of fire, which intertwined into one in the night like the anger of the devil, and the sound of cannons was like thunder, rolling in!
The huge gun cabin where Xie Chun was was also filled with roars that were deafening. On such a night, one could not see the trajectory of the flying shells from the porthole, but in just a moment, countless water splashes rose up around the battleship, shooting like pillars, thrilling!
Bang! Suddenly, there was a loud noise from the No. 11 gun. A huge projectile hit the No. 11 gun hard, bending the barrel and causing it to fall to one side. Several gunners of the No. 11 gun were knocked to the ground, bleeding profusely. Then, the No. 11 gun hit the No. 10 gun, knocking it over as well, and it barely stopped.
The enemy's projectile smashed the No. 11 gun and knocked a big hole in the gun compartment. In an instant, seven people were killed or injured. The dead died in a horrible way, and the wounded rolled and screamed in extreme pain. The military doctors rushed over amid the soldiers' roars and carried the wounded to first aid.
"Quick, give me the sub-gun!"
"Fight back, blast him!"
"You red-haired son of a bitch..."
The soldiers in the gun cabin were all enraged, their eyes were red, their hair was erect, and they roared one by one, trying their best to load, push, and shoot! Rows of shells, with everyone's surging anger, gushed out and hit the Dutch warship in the distance fiercely.
“Hit it!”
"I hit it! ..."
In addition to the angry curses, there were also shouts of surprise from time to time. While Xie Chun was desperately loading ammunition, he occasionally looked out to sea and saw that the Dutch warships that were swarming over had their cabins collapsed by shells and their masts broken, swaying and crashing onto the sea. It was conceivable that the enemy was also suffering a terrible blow.
"Hong Diugui is crazy! Crazy!!"
Sun Wu, the gunner of the No. 2 gun, suddenly yelled, the Dutch must have really gone crazy, they were actually pressing downwind at full speed, regardless of how fierce the artillery fire from both sides was, regardless of how much it cost, as if they were going to use the entire huge fleet to directly ram Xie Chun and his treasure ship... .
Bullets rained down from the gun ports, and water jets flew like a dragon tumbling in the sea. From time to time, fierce noises could be heard on the deck, as the enemy's shells fell one after another.
As you can imagine, the upper deck must have been covered in a mess with wooden planks flying everywhere. The enemy rushed forward without hesitation! The treasure ship was huge and it was difficult to turn, not to mention that it was sailing against the wind. The enemy ship came with the wind, as fast as a mad horse, and there was a strong momentum of fighting to the death.
Bang! There was a loud noise from the No. 2 gun window. Before Xie Chun could look, a large piece of the No. 2 gun window collapsed. A whistling projectile rushed in, knocking Sun Wu and two gunners away one after another.
With a bang, Xie Chun, who was loading bullets, was knocked out by something and his head hit the wall, making him feel dizzy. He shook his head desperately to wake himself up.
Xie Chun felt something sticky on his face, and he reached out to wipe it, and his hands were covered with blood and brain matter. He then realized that it was Sun Wu who knocked him away. He fell beside him with his entire head missing and blood still oozing from his neck.
Xie Chun was stunned, his scalp was tight and numb, how could this be possible? Sun Wu died just like that, died... He said yesterday that he would fight to Europe and personally plant the dragon flag of the Qin Dynasty on the enemy's capital...
Before Xie Chun could get up, he heard another loud "bang!", which was different from the roar of the artillery in the cabin. A shell hit hard, and the gunner of the No. 1 gun and two gunners were blown away before they could even scream.
Xie Chun was hit hard again, and a sharp pain in his thigh nearly made him faint. He looked down and saw a piece of white bone piercing his thigh. He looked again and saw that it was his artillery commander Zhang Kuan who hit him this time.
Zhang Kuan had been smashed into pieces by the shells, a bloody mess, and his identity could only be determined from his clothes. The bone that had pierced Xie Chun's thigh was a piece of Zhang Kuan's arm bone. Seeing this, all the blood in Xie Chun's body rushed to his head, making his hair stand on end and his scalp almost explode. "Ah!" He suddenly yelled, pushed away the military doctor who rushed up to bandage his wound, and rushed to the No. 1 gun... ...
"Fuck your mother's red-haired devil! Fuck your mother's! Give me back my gunner, give me back my gunner!!!..." Xie Chun's face was covered with tears, and he shouted heartbreakingly, not feeling the blood flowing from his legs at all. He opened the gun lock at the fastest speed he could, pulled out the sub-gun in the barrel, and then replaced it with a new sub-gun...
Li Gui and Li Erzhu also rushed over, shouting and assisting Xie Chun in operating the cannon, "Get out of the way!! I'll fuck your red-haired devil, give me back my cannon commander, give me back!!... ... ... " In the rain of Xie Chun's tears, the cannonballs were blasted out with his thunderous anger, tearing the suffocating night sky apart, and smashing hard into the enemy ship that was rushing downwind! Xie Chun seemed to be able to hear the fierce collision, and the cabin of an enemy ship was smashed away... ...
The enemy was within a hundred steps. From the gun port one could see rockets whizzing out from the upper deck, streaking across the night sky and interweaving into streaks of fire that were extremely dazzling.
Boom! Boom boom boom.! ! ... ... ...
Balls of fire soared and rolled over the enemy's warships, breaking masts and reducing oars to ashes. In the firelight, one could see red-haired ghosts flying into the air with their broken limbs and arms flying.
Xie Chun didn't bother to look at it any more, "Reload! Give it to me, Zi Tong..." The cannon was so hot that it burned his hands, but Xie Chun seemed not to feel it. He just wanted to pour more shells on the enemy ship. At this moment, he forgot about the small bridges and rivers, the mulberry garden and the thatched cottage in his hometown, and only had endless anger in his heart... ... ...
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