After dawn, Zheng Zhilong moved his fleet to the port. The more than 20 Dutch soldiers captured in the port yesterday, together with hundreds of naval soldiers and sailors on the ship, were temporarily escorted to a spacious courtyard and sent 50 soldiers. The soldiers watched.
During the battle last night, the port was damaged to a certain extent and must be repaired. Besides, the Ming army had a huge number of ships and had to add more berths. Zheng Zhilong gave it to his staff to deal with it.
"Xing'er, you guard the port for me, and I will personally lead my troops to Relandzhe, and meet these guinea pigs that are unparalleled at sea." Thinking of being bullied by the Dutch before, Zheng Zhilong wanted to slaughter the city of Relandzhe himself. Commissioner of the Netherlands in Taiwan.
"The uncle is the commander of the fleet. Everything in the fleet needs to be in charge of the uncle. The charge and battle will be handed over to your nephew!" Zheng Xing is Zheng Zhilong's nephew. It turned out that with Zheng Zhilong at sea, Zheng Zhilong was recruited by the court. He also joined Ming's navy with Zheng Zhilong.
"What are you afraid of? Didn't the soldiers say that there are only three hundred soldiers in Geranzio? One hundred and two died last night, and now it is less than one hundred and eighty. The Dutch still have three heads and six arms. It's much more enjoyable than sitting on a ship to command.
"Uncle, your Majesty didn't mean that we are now Daming soldiers, which is different from before." Zheng Xing is still a little worried about Zheng Zhilong's safety. The Dutchman's guns are not decorations.
"It is precisely because we are soldiers that we should be rewarded for Da Ming." Zheng Zhilong was a pioneer when he was a pirate, and he still has almost this character now.
"Uncle, the coach can't do it personally. If your majesty knows that his uncle is personally leading the attack on the city, in your majesty's eyes, we who are subordinates, I am afraid that we will be a bunch of waste!" No way, Zheng Xing had to carry Zhu Youjian out.
Zheng Zhilong really shrank, he withdrew his frustrated eyes, "Xing'er uses soldiers, everything is the best, I will not set a time for you to break the city."
"Thank you uncle for your trust." Zheng Xing saluted Zheng Zhilong.
"Xing'er... No, Zheng Shizuo, this is a military camp. I can't call you uncle in the future, and I won't call you Xing'er in public." Zheng Zhilong's gaze fell on Zheng Xing again, watching his nephew mature. His eyes were filled with relief.
"Yes, uncle, no, it's the commander." Zheng Xing quickly changed his words.
This time, it was the 11th Marine Brigade. Zheng Xing took these three thousand soldiers and set off for the city of Jeranja. The rest of the Marine Corps soldiers camped at the port temporarily, or participated in the repair of the port, or Rest in the camp.
During Zhu Youjian’s Northern Expedition, the North Sea Fleet’s First Marine Division did not have artillery. Thousands of soldiers were killed and injured in the battle of Sanchahe in Liaodong. After that, Zhu Youjian equipped the Marine Corps with small artillery to prevent soldiers There were again massive casualties.
With three thousand to two hundred, and equipped with artillery, Zheng Zhilong assured Zheng Xing to attack the city of Relanzhe by himself. He himself hid in the command room of the port and tasted Taiwanese tea while waiting. Zheng Xing's message of victory.
The city of Geranzie was only ten miles away from the port. At this time, Putmans, the Dutch governor in Taiwan, was frowning, sitting alone in his office, tastelessly savoring the local fragrant tea.
There are various signs that the armed forces are coming to Daming’s fleet. Both the number of soldiers and the combat effectiveness of the sergeants exceed the Dutch defenders. It is beyond his imagination. After the failure to reinforce the port last night, he dared not send reinforcements because of Geran. Zhecheng’s defenders are already less than two hundred, and they are struggling to defend the city.
Putmans watched the navy being wiped out and the port lost, but there was nothing he could do.
Sometimes, between countries, the only way to solve problems is war, which is force.
The main Dutch fleet is far away in Batavia. Far water cannot save the near fire. Even if Batavia's navy arrives, Putmans is really not sure whether the Dutch navy can win with the combat power demonstrated by the Ming Navy.
"Reporter sir, no... it's not good, outside... there are countless soldiers... surrounding the city of Relanzhe..." The guard ran out of breath, his white and tender face was particularly eye-catching because of blood congestion. Peach Blossom, but his eyes were full of fear, as if seeing a lot of Satan.
"What? Surrounded Relanzhe?" Putmans immediately thought of the Ming army, but didn't know that they came so quickly, "Go, go to the city to see."
Putmans followed the guards to the East City Gate. The team of nearly a thousand people had already surrounded the East City. He was startled in a cold sweat and deliberately pretended to be indifferent, "How about the other gates?"
"Reporting sir, the other three are similar, with nearly a thousand soldiers."
The guard’s answer caused Putmans to fall completely into the ice cave, facing an attacking team ten times as large as the defending army. Don’t say fighting out of the city. I’m afraid it’s impossible to escape. The army outside the city is not from the surrounding village. Indigenous people, but the regular army of Ming Dynasty.
Since he couldn't escape, Putmans could only rely on the wall to defend him, hoping that the soldiers in other strongholds would get information and could come and reinforce them quickly.
However, Putmans quickly found the loopholes in the problem. The soldiers in other strongholds added up to less than two hundred people. Compared with the thousands of troops outside the city, they were just a wave in the sea. This huge wave of the army is also impossible.
Putmans began to regret it. The city of Geranzio was just a rudimentary form of a city, and it had not yet been completed. The city wall was not only low, but also not thick enough. If it weren't for business activities that took up a lot of his time, the city wall should have been built long ago.
"Hey, damn business, compared with life, all gold and silver are superfluous."
There is no regret medicine in the world, but the world is full of regrets.
"Sir, what is that?" The guards saw the Ming army outside the city, with artillery installed, and felt even more frightened.
"What? Artillery?" Putmans sat down on the ground. If he had lost faith when he saw a large number of Ming troops, he was now desperate, not despair of victory, but despair of life.
Relanzhe City is now a weak earth city. It is more than enough to resist the surrounding indigenous people. But in front of the artillery of the Ming army, this is a tofu project. Who would have thought that the Ming army would raid Taiwan Island
"Do I need to surrender? Will I be the last governor of Formosa (Da Ming called Taiwan)?"
"Sir, don't we also have artillery?"
The words of the guard reminded Putmans that he is like a drowning man, and it is good to grab a straw, "Quickly, prepare to fire. The target is their artillery and blow them up."
The Dutch soldiers had long been concentrated on the east city gate, and the gunners heard Putmans' order, and they remembered to adjust the artillery.
The Dutch artillery is not equipped with a front sight. It is a waste of time to aim. Fortunately, their artillery is originally facing the direction outside the city. The gunner only needs to adjust the height of the muzzle according to his usual experience. Launching cannonballs is at least a deterrent to the troops outside the city.
"Boom... Long..."
"Boom... Long..."
"Boom... Long..."
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The artillery of the Ming army began to fire almost at the same time as the artillery of the Dutch.
The more than 20 artillery pieces of the Ming Army were all concentrated at the East Gate. These small artillery pieces had a range of only 2,000 steps. In addition, they had to shoot upwards towards the city. The range of the artillery was actually less than 2,000 steps. The Dutch People have the advantage of high terrain. The range of the artillery exceeds the artillery of the Ming army, and the artillery can completely cover all the artillery of the Ming army.
However, the Dutch artillery fired solid rounds. If the solid rounds could fall on the line where the Ming Army’s artillery was located, it would pose a threat to the Ming Army’s artillery. For large films, within the coverage of shrapnel and shock waves, there is almost no complete living thing to be found.
After more than an hour of fierce fighting, the Ming army had an artillery base that was directly hit by a solid bullet. The steel plate on the base was severely deformed, and the barrel became skewed and temporarily unusable. Another artillery was hit by a solid bullet that bounced after landing. Upon impact, the barrel was severely dented inward, and the bullets could no longer exit the chamber.
The Dutch had more than a dozen artillery pieces. Not only did the body of the guns be blown up and down, but even the gunners were killed or wounded. Putmans escaped quickly and happened to escape the shrapnel released when the bombs exploded. After the shock hit the ground and gnawed a mouthful of mud, he slowly got up.
Seeing that the solid bullet on the head of the city had completely stopped firing, the Ming army estimated that it was almost at a loss. They adjusted the target of the flower bullet to the city wall.
After three rounds of shelling, the east city wall was like a magnitude ten earthquake, basically completely collapsed. The collapsed soil happened to fill the bottom of the city wall, and the inside and outside of the city were completely connected.
Putmans became more and more convinced that he came to Da Ming’s army. Although it is possible for the indigenous people to gather so many soldiers, it is impossible to have such a powerful artillery, which is more powerful than the Dutch artillery. He squatted under the city. He didn't dare to move, almost frightened.
"Sir, the wall has collapsed." The guard reported the latest information to Putmans.
"The city is broken? Hurry up, organize soldiers to guard the east city gate, don't let this group of Satan enter the city."
"Sir..." The guard hesitated, not knowing how to report to Putmans.
"Quickly, why don't you send the order?" Putmans was a little hysterical. Once the group of Satan enters the city, the Dutch's good days will come to an end.
"Sir, the soldiers at the east city gate were all killed and wounded by the artillery of the Ming army. Soldiers at other city gates would not dare to withdraw for a while. There are also enemies outside these city gates. These demons, how many people are there? …" The guard turned from reporting to cursing. He didn't know that he was just a messenger now, and he didn't even have the right to curse the street.
"They're all dead?" The guard said a lot, Putmans only heard this sentence, and he muttered to himself: "It's so hateful, hateful bomb!"
"Sir, what do you do now? The devils are about to fight over." The guards were extremely anxious. They were in a desperate situation. They had no way to escape. The fire burned their eyebrows, and the officer still had time to express his emotions.