Wherever the sea breeze blows, there is a chill.
The same goes for Yin Jun and Hong Tao.
Their hands and feet felt cold, their spines were chilly, and their hearts felt a little lost.
Of course, the real reason was not the weather, but the unsatisfactory battle situation.
This Zhiyuan ship was a private ship donated by Qi Yu. Although it was equipped with top-level equipment, since it was not used for war, the ammunition on it was only kept at the minimum level.
If it is just to deal with some small emergencies, its storage is still sufficient, but if it officially joins the war, it will be a bit stretched.
Also, the command ship is the leader of the army and basically does not need to charge into battle. Therefore, in this supply process, we did not deliberately pursue full load.
As far as running out of ammunition is concerned, it is both unreasonable and reasonable.
The observant Emperor Meisho was keenly aware of this abnormality. Through comprehensive analysis, she accurately guessed the answer to the mystery behind it.
In fact, the Fuso people did not have much ammunition, but even if there was only one round left, it would be a fatal blow.
If a battleship is compared to a tiger, the ammunition is its sharp claws. If these elements are lost, the tiger becomes a big cat that is not to be feared.
Therefore, this accident directly reversed the situation of the battle.
The Fuso Army took the initiative because it still had ammunition, while the Da Feng Army was in a passive position because it was unable to counterattack.
You say, what should we do?
Hong Tao shook his head and said he had no idea.
He really couldn't imagine how the battleship could defeat the enemy after it ran out of ammunition.
Yes, besides being beaten passively, what else can I do?
Yin Jun has a different point of view.
After evaluating the ship structures of both sides, he commented: "The Fuso people's ships are all wooden structures, which are more than light but not strong enough. On the other hand, the keels of our Zhiyuan ship are all made of fine steel, although it is heavy. It’s a little rough, but it’s solid as a rock.”
Hong Tao heard this and said curiously: "So what?"
Yin Jun suddenly said something shocking: "If we rush over at the fastest speed, who will have the last laugh?"
What? Collision?
Gee, I really didn’t see it.
Although Uncle Yin is a Confucian scholar, he still has such courage!
However, his wording was somewhat inaccurate.
If two ships collide, there is a high probability that they will both perish. There is no way to say who will have the last laugh?
Not to mention the iron keel, even with a layer of protective iron sheet, it would not be able to withstand a collision of this magnitude!
Failure will be inevitable.
Therefore, Hong Tao shook his head decisively and said: "Colliding with boats is a way of perishing together. Even if there is laughter, it is just a joke on the road to hell."
"There's a lot of noise on the road to hell? You can indeed say that." Yin Jun's face suddenly straightened up and he said generously: "Our ammunition has been exhausted, what can we do if we don't collide with the ship? Do we really want to escape back in disgrace? Question Yes, you may not be able to escape even if you want to!"
Hong Tao hurriedly advised: "My uncle is the pillar of the country. He doesn't have to die with the foreign traitors. Wouldn't it be better to stay useful?"
"Haha..." Yin Junchang laughed twice and said solemnly: "If I were an ordinary enemy general, I would never despise myself like this, but the enemy chief now is Emperor Meisho himself. I can't drag her to be buried in the sea. It’s not a loss-making business. Since ancient times, no one has ever died, and his loyalty will be remembered by history!”
What a spirit!
He is indeed my uncle, Hong Tao!
He was about to agree, but then he thought about it and couldn't help but be stunned.
Hong Tao felt that marching and fighting was a life-threatening activity, so it was understandable that he should be prepared to sacrifice his life for the country at any time.
But, he really didn't want to die like this.
He and Xiaotong were about to get married, how could he be willing to abandon this beautiful woman?
Even Hongtao himself didn’t believe that it actually happened
The feeling of "fear of life and fear of death" is very strong.
However, after he stabilized his mind, he immediately regained the bloodiness that a general should have.
A real man can have his head cut off and his blood shed. How can he live in fear of the power of Japanese pirates?
My father-in-law once said: Jade can be broken but its whiteness cannot be changed; bamboo can be burned but its knots cannot be destroyed. Although the body is dead, the name can be hung on bamboo and silk!
Thinking of this, Hong Tao suddenly felt a surge of overwhelming pride, and he looked at life and death indifferently.
Yes, in the face of national justice, what do personal gains and losses count?
Now that you've caught up, let's kill him quickly!
"Today's matter depends entirely on my uncle's decision. I will only rely on you to take the lead."
"Good! As expected of me, China's good son!"
After laughing twice, Yin Jun suddenly gave an order, saying: "Quickly adjust the direction, aim at the ship of Emperor Meisho and ram it with all your strength. This time, she must be buried in the sea."
Hong Tao clasped his fists after hearing this and said resolutely: "Uncle, don't worry, this time the junior will be at the helm to complete this fatal blow!"
The north wind blows and the sky is covered with frost.
The early winter in Goryeo is still very cold, making people tremble and tremble with the cold.
Especially when sleeping outdoors, the cold becomes even more oppressive.
This is the case with the Qiongzhou Army.
Since I didn't bring any cotton-padded clothes with me when I came, and I couldn't light a fire to keep warm, I had to get more soft grass to help keep out the cold.
That night, Qi Yu stayed up for a long time before he managed to fall asleep. In order to get rid of the coldness in his body, he even had two drinks. .
However, because he was so drunk, he actually felt a little tipsy.
In a daze, Qi Dalang wandered into sleep.
This is a very intoxicating dream.
But there she was, smiling charmingly amid the swaying red candles and sparse shadows of apricot blossoms.
My dear peach, you are becoming more and more charming.
So what, do something quickly, don’t neglect the beauty!
However, just when Qi Yu was about to use his long-lost dragon wave, he saw Yin Tao suddenly fell into a trance and immediately changed her form.
She was wearing a red dress just a moment ago, but in the blink of an eye she was now wearing plain clothes.
"Tao'er, why are you dressed like this?"
"Please, husband, make the decision for my Yin family..."
After saying that, the beauty bowed down and looked pitiful and sad.
Qi Yu was shocked when he saw this. He helped her up and complained: "You and I are husband and wife, why do we need to give such a big gift? Don't do this again in the future..."
However, his support lifted up a void, and in the end, he touched nothing.
Is this...an illusion?
Qi Yu shuddered and woke up immediately.
He rubbed his sleepy eyes and began to look around, but saw no trace of the beautiful woman.
Alas, it turned out to be a dream!
Just as he was laughing at himself, he suddenly heard the voice of a scout from outside the tent: "Master Qi, there is an urgent military situation!"
