The current war still did not affect Chen Kan and Zheng He's drinking and chatting.
The war has reached this level, and Manlajia is basically a piece of fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.
Their catapults, bows and arrows all became decorations in front of the cannon.
The artillery could easily tear them into pieces, but they could not pose any threat to Chen Kan's fleet.
Not to mention that Zheng He's fleet has also arrived.
The number of cannons on his warships was no less than that of Chen Kan's fleet, but they just lacked ammunition.
But this lack refers to the inability to face the siege from Manchuria and Sumatra, but it does not mean that there is no resistance.
After all, in Chen Kan's plan, if Zheng He's fleet arrived first, he would at least be able to hold on until Chen Kan sent him supplies.
Otherwise, Chen Kan would not have allowed Zheng He's fleet to participate in this war.
Chen Kan would never use human life to solve a problem that could be solved with artillery shells.
Above the strait, the roar of the cannon temporarily stopped.
Chen Kan and Zheng He drank and chatted, which was their prerogative as generals, and the soldiers under their command still had to continue to be busy.
After Tan Cong and Pei Gouer Wang Du met, they quickly arranged dozens of cruise ships to begin transferring various supplies.
Mainly ammunition, among which the old Hongwu cannon has the most shells.
In the three years since Zheng He's fleet went to sea, Daming's firearms have been updated and iterated for several generations.
However, there have been no large-scale wars in the Ming Dynasty in recent years, so those old-fashioned artillery have been melted into molten iron to make various new weapons.
But there are a lot of things like ammunition in the warehouse of the Ordnance Supervisor.
This time Chen Kan brought almost all the inventory of the weapons supervisor, and the main focus was on a wealthy man.
The ammunition for Chen Kan's artillery was unusable, and it was just enough for Zheng He to consume.
After returning to China after all consumption, Zheng He's fleet also needs to be re-equipped with various new weapons.
The second is the Suifa Fire Gun newly developed by the Bureau of Firearms.
Zheng He's fleet was still equipped with the old-fashioned three-eyed firecrackers produced by the Ordnance Supervision three years ago, many of which were replaced from the Shenji Camp at that time.
Three years have passed, and it has long been rusted into disarray.
It was difficult to even load gunpowder, let alone successfully launch it.
It's just that Chen Kan didn't bring many new firearms this time. Excluding Chen Kan's headquarters, there were only about three thousand. After all, naval battles were rarely used, and they mainly relied on cannons.
But it doesn’t matter how much equipment you can equip, and the rest can be replaced after returning to Ming Dynasty.
As for food and grass, Chen Kan only gave a small part.
It's not that Chen Kan didn't bring them, it's mainly because Zheng He's fleet didn't lack food and grass.
After all, wherever Zheng He went, in addition to promoting his country's prestige, he also inevitably engaged in forced buying and selling.
Besides, such a large fleet cannot be idle while sailing. Doesn’t all kinds of big fish have to be caught to have a taste?
Therefore, Zheng He's fleet was not short of food and fodder.
However, soybeans became a commodity in short supply. Wang En personally led people to pull several boats over, saying that he wanted to grow bean sprouts to relieve tiredness.
It doesn't sound human, but it's the truth.
The soldiers were busy replenishing supplies for Zheng He's fleet.
While replenishing supplies, he did not forget to tell Zheng He's soldiers in a boastful tone that Manlajia's fleet was bombed into rubbish without even seeing their faces.
Many of Zheng He's soldiers couldn't help but feel sad and said that they were late, otherwise the military merits given away for free should be theirs.
In the evening, Chen Kan and Zheng He had already had three rounds of wine and five dishes, telling each other about their experiences over the years.
Zheng He told Chen Kan everything he had learned while sailing on the sea for three years, and Chen Kan also told Zheng He everything that happened in the Ming Dynasty.
Although Zheng He did not completely cut off contact with the Ming Dynasty, the speed of news transmission at sea could not keep up with the speed of changes in things.
Therefore, when Zheng He learned about the changes in the Ming Dynasty in recent years, he could not help but sigh.
Especially when I heard that Zhu Neng, Duke of Cheng, who had the Ming Dynasty Dinghai Divine Needle, died from the seafood given by His Majesty, I couldn't help but remain silent for a long time.
Zheng He was kidnapped from Kunming and brought back to Nanjing by Mu Ying when he was eight years old and became a eunuch in the palace. He has been with Zhu Di since then, so he has a thorough understanding of the Zhu family's harshness and unkindness.
However, the death of Chengguo Duke Zhu Neng still inevitably made him feel as if a rabbit had died and a fox had died.
Although he is a eunuch and a slave of the Tian family, he is not a military commander in the true sense.
But whether it was the Battle of Jingnan or now leading the fleet to sea, he was doing the work of a military general.
During the Fengtian Jingnan period, he formed a deep friendship with these generals from the Yongle Dynasty of the Ming Dynasty.
After becoming famous in one battle, no one in the Ming Dynasty, no matter the emperor or officials, regarded him as a eunuch.
At that time, I never thought that things would happen so quickly.
There was a long silence. Zheng He didn't say anything. He just clinked his wine glass with Chen Kan.
Chen Kan didn't say any more. It was enough for everyone to know some things and there was no need to delve into them.
After laying out a chopstick dish for Zheng He, Chen Kan said with a smile: "Zheng Shuai, this is the long-haired beef sent as tribute from the Xuanwei Mansion in Uzang. You can't eat beef in the Central Plains. Please try it."
Zheng He shook his head, stretched out his chopsticks to a whole piece of pork knuckle, and said calmly: "Marquis Jinghai, please don't keep the good food for yourself just because I am a Hui, struggling in the deep palace, sometimes even We have to compete with wild dogs for food, and our family has long been non-vegetarian."
Chen Kan smiled and pushed the pork knuckle in front of Zheng He.
Chen Kan knew that Zheng He was a returnee, but he had no intention of leaving it to himself.
It was simply that the chef put it in the wrong place when serving the food.
Seeing that Chen Kan was so knowledgeable, Zheng He simply gave up his chopsticks and directly held a whole pig leg in his arms, chewing until his mouth was full of oil.
After finishing what should be said, Chen Kan quietly watched Zheng He wolfing down his food.
Overseas materials are abundant, but the taste of Ming Dynasty is always the most nostalgic taste.
Zheng He hugged the pig leg and gnawed it, his eyes suddenly turned red.
Chen Kan saw it, but he didn't say anything. He was just a gentleman, so there was no need to say those sensational words.
Zhang Dong's untimely voice sounded outside the door: "Master Marquis, can my subordinates come in?"
Chen Kan turned the wine glass in his hand and responded calmly: "Come in!"
"Squeak~"
The wooden door was pushed open, and Zhang Dong walked in, gave a military salute to the two of them, and said loudly: "Master Marquis, our cruising battleship discovered that a large number of natives in Malacca City fled out of the city, and were escaping to the land behind the city. General Tan Cong asked for permission to send someone to stop the attack?"
Hearing this, Zheng He put down the pig leg.
Chen Kan took a deep breath and did not respond to Zhang Dong. Instead, he looked at Zheng He and asked, "What does Commander Zheng mean?"
Zheng He pondered for a moment and said calmly: "If you want to escape, just run away. Our target is the royal treasury in the city. At this time of year, they can't transfer much goods. There is no need to stop the fleeing crowd and send people to keep an eye on the palace. Once If there is any movement in the palace, fire immediately.”
Zhang Dong nodded in agreement and continued to ask: "Brothers on the cruise also found a Manlajia warship with a white flag flying towards our army. Lord Marquis, do you want to meet the Manlajia envoy?"
Chen Kan shook his head decisively: "Tell Tan Cong that Ming Dynasty will not accept surrender!"
"Yes, I understand!"
Zhang Dong took the order and left. Chen Kan stretched out his hand to signal Zheng He to continue.
Zheng He stared at the pig legs on the table, shook his head and said, "Forget it, we'll eat it after this battle."
Chen Kan understood, wiped his mouth, and said with a smile: "Okay, at dawn, I will invite the general to have barbecue on the ruins of the Malacca Palace!"
The two looked at each other and smiled, stood up and walked out of the room at the same time.
In one afternoon, almost all the ammunition that should be transported to Zheng He's ship was transported.
After eating and drinking, it was Zheng He's moment of revenge.
After leaving Zheng He's treasure ship, Chen Kan signaled Tan Cong to bypass a channel for Zheng He's fleet.
The old-fashioned Hongwu cannons on Zheng He's ship did not have a far enough range. If they wanted to penetrate the city of Malacca, they had to dock.
Tan Cong was puzzled. After successfully destroying the country, why should he give a piece of the pie to friendly forces?
Chen Kan didn't explain anything to him, he just ordered him to obey his orders.
Zheng He's soldiers now need a hearty victory to rebuild their morale and remove the depression in their hearts.
After all, they were soldiers of the Ming Dynasty. It was impossible for Chen Kan not to give them any soup.
Even considering that they had been wandering at sea for three years and brought endless wealth to the Ming Dynasty, Chen Kan was willing to give them a chance to kill their enemies.
Tan Cong reluctantly followed the order, and soon, Zheng He's Juzong slowly sailed toward the Port of Malacca on a channel several hundred meters wide.
Zheng He's fleet is really old, and most of the soldiers don't have complete armor.
But today, they are very excited because their backer is here.
Zheng He stood on the bow of the Juzong, and he was also very excited.
He turned around and looked at the ragged soldiers on the boat. After taking a deep breath, he shouted loudly: "Gentlemen, tonight is the time for us to wash away our shame. Cheer up and don't let the reinforcements who come to support see you." joke!"
"war!"
"war!"
"war!"
The soldiers have been suppressing it for too long. At this moment, they just want to take action immediately and vent their anger to their heart's content.
Zheng He had no nonsense. At this moment, no amount of nonsense could be as inspiring as the sound of gunfire.
"fire!"
With a loud shout, a deafening bombing sound suddenly sounded across the strait.
Cannons scattered the few hundred Manchurian ships remaining on the sea.
The broken wooden boat ignited a raging fire on the sea, illuminating the entire strait like daylight.
The light of the fire shone into the royal palace in Malacca city.
Parameswara, the king of Malacca, who still wanted to rely on the fortified city to resist, looked at the endgame in front of him with horror on his face.
The personal guard beside him knelt on the ground and shouted loudly: "Your Majesty, there is an old saying among the Han people, which is that if you keep the green hills, you will not be afraid of running out of firewood. Let's escape."
