As soon as he heard the sound, Li Jinglong sat up from the bed. However, although he had already expected that someone would come to attack him at night, when it really happened, he only felt cold hands and feet. The soldiers surrounded him and climbed onto the high platform. He was still a little wary and almost didn't know what to do.
Fortunately, the previous talks on paper were effective. At this time, hundreds of Ming troops were reasonably distributed throughout the city, and more than a hundred people were arranged to guard the gaps that were not yet surrounded by the city wall. The merchants were also arranged in a relatively safe rear, and because they had anticipated it in advance, these merchants who were not in battle did not cause much panic, but they were all prepared and ready to board the ship and escape at any time. .
The situation did not require any command from Li Jinglong for the time being, so Li Jinglong gradually calmed down. He stood on a high platform and tried to judge the situation on the front line through the firelight and flags, and found that the city wall had almost been completely breached by the Fan natives. Almost all of the barbarians knew how to climb, but the city wall was still a little short. Even if there were no gaps, it would be difficult for the Ming army to stop these enemies who were far more numerous than them.
Fortunately, the firearms in the hands of these Ming troops were sharp, and the barbarians seemed to have never seen firearms. With the power of firearms, the Ming troops fought and retreated, and the situation was not too ugly.
"Young Master, the enemy is here well prepared. There are too many of them and the attack is fierce. It is really difficult to defeat the enemy." Someone advised Li Jinglong. "It's better to retreat to the sea and wait and see, wait until they lose their energy, and then make a decision."
At this time, the Ming army and the Ban people had actually been fighting for some time. Through the faint morning light with moisture in the morning, Li Jinglong could see clearly that there were far more corpses of Ban people lying in front of him than those of Ming soldiers. It's just that the Fan people are too numerous, and they are not afraid of death. It is really difficult to annihilate all the Ming troops who have lost their geographical advantage with only a few hundred Ming troops. He has no other ideas, so he goes with the flow. "Give me the order, and it will be done as you wish."
The harsh sound of ringing gold sounded, and the Ming army fought and retreated, retreating from the dock to the ships on the sea in an orderly manner.
After counting the casualties, it was found that the Ming army had about forty people killed in battle. But just a quick glance at the corpses of Fan Ren probably numbered more than a hundred people. As the ship drifted away, the soldiers who had successfully captured the port didn't seem to have very high morale.
"Young Master, don't be depressed. This battle was a complete victory for our Ming Dynasty." A soldier comforted him.
"Yes." Li Jinglong nodded. Judging from the damage, this battle was indeed an undoubted victory. But their purpose was to build a port here. Seeing that the port had been lost, in terms of goals, they actually lost the first battle in this battle.
The first time he commanded a battle, he suffered a defeat. Li Jinglong felt even less confident in his military ability.
Seeing those people standing on the pier, still shouting at the Ming army ships at sea, Li Jinglong subconsciously felt a little timid. "These people are so vicious, shouldn't they be able to chase them to the sea?"
"Don't worry, young master, they are just some people, how can they have decent ships?" the soldier comforted. This man originally followed Li Wenzhong, Li Jinglong's father, and had fought hard battles on ice and snow in northern Xinjiang. In northern Xinjiang, I also saw Jurchen tribes fishing and hunting in the North Sea.
In his impression, even if the barbarians could build ships and go to sea, they could only build inferior ships like canoes like the Jurchens. Moreover, compared to the brave and strong Jurchen from the Northland, this native of Liuqiu Island is really not inferior by one or two levels. They are all Ban people. Even if they have ships and want to come, they are not as good as the Jurchens.
After being so comforted by him, Li Jinglong finally suppressed the timidity in his heart. Just as they were chatting and laughing, showing off the commander's decisive command and boosting their morale, unexpectedly, a ship behind them started to signal. The general in charge of communication quickly translated the flag language and reported it to Li Jinglong: "Young Master, there is news from behind the front."
"An enemy army suddenly appeared from behind and is coming to outflank us!"
Li Jinglong was shocked. He never expected that these people would actually make arrangements for the Ming army ships at sea. Just as Liushenwuzhu was in a state of confusion, he saw many ships on the sea ahead, outflanking the fleet from both sides of the port. Those ships were square and square, similar to the Japanese pirate ships of the past. They were not just canoes or small sampans.
"These barbarians actually want to annihilate us all here?" Li Jinglong exclaimed.
Seeing that there were enemy ships all around, Li Jinglong's hands and feet were cold and he felt that he had no way out. Just as he was panicking, one of the guards quickly reminded him: "Young Master, cannon! There are cannons on the ship!"
"Quickly give the order, turn the ship's cannon, and find a way out!"
Li Jinglong was reminded by him, as if he had a backbone, he immediately oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh'-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ooh' started to give orders to, as if he had a backbone. There was no general command for the flagship, so the Ming army generals responsible for operating the ship did not know the commander's intentions, and were hesitating whether to counterattack directly or stay on the defensive. At this time, the semaphore was finally received, and all of a sudden, many warships began to move in unison.
All the ships slowly passed sideways and pointed their sides in the direction of the Banren fleet that was attacking one after another.
The sea battle on this ship is not like the land battle. The sea waves are rippling, and even to the naked eye, the clipper seems a bit slow. Li Jinglong felt extremely anxious, fearing that the Banyan fleet would suddenly speed up and come in directly beyond the distance of the ship's cannon. However, the Ming army's warships turned slightly in a different direction. Although the Fan people's ships could be seen, they were still a few arrows away. In the end, it was the Ming Dynasty's ship cannon that got into position first.
"Fire!" On the flagship, the officer in charge of gunnery estimated the distance and then shouted and waved the flag.
"Boom, boom!" Hearing only a few dull cannon blasts, Li Jinglong felt the deck beneath his feet tremble, and several shells were screaming and flying over the densely packed fleet of ships. Then I saw one of the cannonballs slowly but unstoppably smashing through a Banyan ship with a strange flag. The square ship looked a bit imposing, but it was hit by this cannonball. Instead, it looks like paper.
From the lookout, he saw that the ship was instantly swallowed up by the sea water. Many people on the sea were struggling and crying like dumplings in the sea. In the end, most of them were buried at the bottom of the sea. Li Jinglong was stunned and turned around in disbelief: "This …Are these people’s ships so fragile?”
"Young Master, it's a ship's cannon! It's our ship's cannon!" Those soldiers who were used to seeing the world were already ecstatic. "It's because our ship's cannons are so sharp! They're so accurate and so powerful...a divine weapon, a divine weapon!"
"Young Master, we will definitely win this battle! Quickly order the cannons to continue firing!" the soldiers reminded Li Jinglong hurriedly.
(End of chapter)
