On the sea, all the warships of the Ming Navy retreated to the outskirts of Tieshan Port, and then stopped there to watch the show.
The officers and soldiers of the Ming army crowded onto the deck one after another, and they all smiled and talked. Some people even took out some snacks and looked at them while eating.
Anyone with a discerning eye would know at a glance that the most calm and composed officers were obviously transferred from the south; while those who were very excited were officers who originally belonged to the Denglai Navy.
"Today is really an eye-opener. It turns out that naval battles can be fought so easily!"
"That's right, don't look at who we are!"
"I think back then, there were many more fierce naval battles than this one. It's really not difficult to fight against this kind of Jianlu navy!"
"It's really amazing! The entire Jianlu Navy was wiped out, which is so satisfying!"
"Look at the captives on the shore, look at their faces that were red by the firelight. I bet their faces were originally the color of pig liver!"
"No, I used to think that the real Tatars didn't know what to be afraid of! But now, there are real Tatars on this shore. Look at their faces, they are so scared! This shows that they are actually just ordinary people. !”
"..."
Ordinary soldiers are like this, Zheng Fusong is similar. Seeing that none of the Jianlu Navy warships had escaped, and all of them were burning in the port, looking at the fire soaring into the sky, he couldn't hide the smile on his face!
Zheng Fusong, who originally wanted to pretend to be mature, simply did not hide his joy, and immediately turned to Zheng Hongkui and said excitedly: "Uncle, this is my first battle, right?"
"That's right!" Zheng Hongkui replied with a smile of course, "In the first battle of Fusong, thousands of warships of the Jianlu Navy were destroyed, while our own side only lost less than twenty serial ships! This battle was a great victory! "
After hearing this, Zheng Fusong was happy for a while, then his face suddenly changed, and he said seriously to Zheng Hongkui: "I will take credit for my uncle when I see the good news!"
Upon hearing this, Zheng Hongkui couldn't help but feel very relieved.
Repaying kindness is a virtue! Of course he would not deny Zheng Fusong this virtue!
For him, of course he also wants to be successful and one day be able to marry his wife and return to his hometown in glory!
After making Zheng Fusong happy for a while, Zheng Hongkui also became serious and said to Zheng Fusong: "This Jianlu Navy is actually just the Korean Navy. It is incapable of fighting, and there is actually no benefit to winning. Proud. Fusong, you have to remember that our opponents are in the southeast, like Folangji, Hongyi, or Spain in Luzon. Those are our strong enemies!"
When Zheng Fusong heard this, he nodded seriously and said, "I know, I won't be proud!"
After he finished speaking, he paused, and then asked a little doubtfully: "Uncle, aren't these Westerners unable to defeat us?"
"Actually not!" After hearing this, Zheng Hongkui immediately shook his head seriously and said, "The reason why they couldn't defeat us before is because we have many people and ships, and we are on our own territory. As for them, their mother country is thousands of miles away. Far away. If it were the other way around and we went to their home country, we might not be able to defeat them!"
Having said this, he frowned and said: "The warships of the Western Yi are faster than ours, and their artillery is also very powerful. It is difficult to fight them!"
After listening to this, Zheng Fusong finally had an idea in his mind. After thinking for a while, he said to Zheng Hongkui: "Uncle, why are the warships of Xiyi faster than ours?"
"Uh..." Zheng Hongkui suddenly became speechless upon hearing this. He didn't know the reason behind it either!
So, after a pause, Zheng Hongkui replied: "The situation here is very complicated, and your father has not thought about it. Otherwise, we would also build warships like theirs."
Hearing this, Zheng Fusong immediately said: "That's it, then I'll ask the Duke later! His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said that there is nothing the Duke doesn't know. I think the Duke will definitely know the reason. Then we, Ming Dynasty There are also Xiyi warships. In this way, we are not afraid of the Xiyi navy!"
"..." When Zheng Hongkui heard this, he immediately remembered the threatening letter from Duke Xingguo. He immediately disliked it and replied, "What do you kids know? Things on the sea are complicated! As far as the sea is concerned, , the most powerful in the Ming Dynasty is our Zheng family after all, you know?"
The implication is that it is difficult for even the Zheng family to master, and it is even less possible for Duke Xingguo to know about it.
After hearing this, Zheng Fusong thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Not necessarily! I think Duke Xingguo might know. Think about it, in the past, did you know how to eat sweet and sour potatoes? Shredded potatoes with vinegar, Don’t you also like to eat? These are all the ideas of Duke Xingguo..."
"..." Zheng Hongkui's brain circuit was simply not strong enough. For a moment, he was a little dumbfounded when he couldn't keep up with Zheng Fusong.
I bet this foodie nephew must know a lot if he can come up with delicious food?
He wanted to retort, but when it came to Duke Xingguo, there might be Jin Yiwei spies around here.
Forget it, Zheng Hongkui didn't want to talk to his nephew who was so energetic when he mentioned eating, so he pointed to a hilltop on the other side of Iron Mountain and said, "Look, what seems to be happening over there?"
Zheng Fusong was talking happily, but when he heard this, he had to stop and look back.
Sure enough, visible to the naked eye, on a hill near Tieshan Port, the Jianlu seemed to be in a panic.
So Zheng Fusong picked up the telescope and looked over.
After watching intently for a while, he suddenly shouted with joy: "Uncle, look, look, look, is that the slave chief and the puppet emperor? Something happened and was carried down the mountain, isn't it?"
Zheng Hongkui originally just wanted to divert Zheng Fusong's attention, so when he saw that there was a bit of chaos on the top of the mountain, he just pointed at it. After all, it is far away from the port, and there is no threat there, so what can happen!
But when he heard Zheng Fusong's words, he was suddenly surprised and quickly picked up the telescope and started looking.
Sure enough, with the help of the telescope, Zheng Hongkui was able to see more clearly and saw a group of Jianlu, wearing yellow mandarin jackets, who were very eye-catching among the Jianlu, just like the royal guards among the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty.
If such a group of yellow jackets carefully carried a person down the mountain, then this person must be a big shot. Otherwise, it would not be possible for the yellow jackets to carry him so carefully, right?
Thinking of this, Zheng Hongkui was immediately overjoyed, but he turned around and said a little doubtfully: "Is it true? But, what happened?"
When Zheng Fusong heard this, he immediately laughed and said: "What else could happen? I must be angry!"
Having said this, he paused, looked at the other side of the mountain, and said cheerfully: "If I am angry to death, will my contribution be even greater?"
"..." Zheng Hongkui was speechless after hearing this.
My nephew is really lucky!
As soon as he passed the examination as a scholar, he was summoned by the prince.
Not long after he stayed with the prince, he was named the deputy general commanding the Denglai Navy.
In less than a year after becoming the commander of the navy, he fought a great victory and wiped out the entire Jianlu Navy. By the way, he also made a Jianlu emperor angry to death?
Although there are various reasons here, don't all these good things fall on him in the end!
Thinking like this, Zheng Hongkui looked Zheng Fusong up and down, thinking that maybe his nephew might actually be better than his predecessor! One day, he will be better than his father!
While he was thinking about it, Zheng Fusong found it amusing and was already instructing his bodyguards: "Go ahead and shout the order together."
"What are you shouting for?" His personal guard was confused and quickly asked for instructions.
Zheng Fusong rolled his eyes, and with a gloating smile, he ordered his personal guards: "While we were talking and laughing, the Jianlu navy was wiped out in ashes, and the fat slave chief died!"
When the guard heard this, he was very excited and immediately shouted the order.
When Zheng Hongkui heard this, he originally wanted to stop it, but after a second thought, he forgot about it and just watched happily.
It was hard for him to talk about such a shy thing, but Zheng Fusong was a young man, only eighteen years old, and he was really at an age to cause trouble, so he just let him do the hard work.
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In fact, Zheng Fusong and others did not see that it was the slave chief Huang Taiji who was carefully carried down the mountain in a yellow mantle.
At the time of the great defeat, the emperor vomited blood and fell into a coma, and all the prisoners were frightened.
When King Injo of Joseon saw this scene, he didn't dare to let out a fart, for fear of angering Jianlu. He couldn't bear it, so he just followed him down the mountain.
But that doesn't stop what's going on in his mind!
Looking at the Qing Emperor like this, vomiting blood and falling forward and backward, is he probably going to be fine?
Logically speaking, the majestic Qing Emperor wouldn't be angry to death if he lost a battle, right?
It doesn’t mean that the Qing Emperor should be in good health since he was fighting on the battlefield since he was a child!
Thinking like this, he felt that the Qing Emperor should be fine!
Sure enough, Injo of Joseon was not wrong in his guess.
When Huang Taiji was carried down the mountain and prepared to be carried back to Tieshan City, perhaps the fire at the port was so high and the temperature was so high that it affected Huang Taiji who was in a coma; it might also be that it was affected during the process of going down the mountain, and Huang Taiji woke up. Come over.
"Master, are you awake?" Obai was guarding him. He immediately noticed that Huang Taiji had opened his eyes and asked with a little surprise.
At that moment, he was really scared.
You know, Huang Taiji's health was not very good. He vomited blood twice in a row. What if there was an accident, what would Daqing do?
Huang Taiji ignored Obai, as if he felt the heat in the air. He waved his hand to signal to stop. Then with Obai's help, he sat up from the stretcher. His eyes were cold, and he looked at dozens of feet. In the far port, I watched all the warships burning without saying a word.
When Ao Bai met, he was a little worried that Huang Taiji would continue to be stimulated and affect his body, so he quickly wanted to persuade him.
But at this moment, a chorus of shouts came from the sea: "While we were talking and laughing, the Jianlu navy was wiped out in ashes, and the fat slave chief died!"
