The more he received the good news from Yan Siqi from Penghu, the more urgent Zheng Haizhu asked Yu Zigao to send a ship to Penghu immediately.
"Master, the two red-haired warships that broke out and escaped did not fire any shells on their starboard side. If Yan Xuanfu only had a tragic victory at Penghu Island and happened to encounter the two warships that fled back to the Penghu base..."
Yu Zigao waved his hand: "I will understand what Miss Zheng is worried about."
Although he, a veteran naval officer, won the Battle of Liaoluo Bay, he had personally seen the power of the cannons on the large five-masted Dutch sailing ship during the whole night's command operation, and he did not dare to overestimate it.
Yu Zigao then ordered people to transport the Frankie cannons on the ships participating in the war to the four Fu ships preparing for the war in the harbor. Staff General Zheng Yi led two hundred flood troops who had been stationed on Penghu Island to take advantage of the northwest wind to turn. Drum the sail eastward.
At this time, it was the beginning of Maomochen. Chaotun had already leapt far above the sea level. Thousands of golden threads broke out of the clouds and spread to the vast expanse of blue waves in the east, creating a brilliant and dazzling world.
Zheng Haizhu stood on the side of the ship and looked back to the west. The smoke still lingered on the sea surface of Liaoluo Bay, showing the wreckage of the ship and the devastated scene.
But in the light of the morning sun, the Kinmen Island Guardhouse looks quite majestic.
Zheng Yi came over and said politely: "Girl, don't worry, we will definitely work with Yan Xuanfu to drive them away, forcing them to go back to their nest in the Manlajia area without being able to take a breath."
Zheng Haizhu was not in front of the generals of the Fujian Navy and Navy, avoiding his sworn acquaintance with Yan Siqi, and hurriedly smiled at Zheng Yi and agreed.
Little did she know that the General Zheng standing in front of her would be the cousin of her original Miss Zheng. However, she felt that among Yu Zigao's generals, Zheng Yi was the only one who was more decisive than the generals in killing. He also has a somewhat calm and humble demeanor, unlike the ordinary rough and tumble guy who started out in the military.
Zheng Haizhu then took the initiative to start a conversation and said: "General Zheng, I am from Longxi, Zhangzhou. I wonder where your hometown is?"
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Zheng Yi smiled: "My family is in Ningde County, Funing Prefecture. Although I can be considered a Fujianese, I joined the Zhejiang camp back then."
"Oh," Zheng Haizhu said in surprise, "there is a senior I respect very much in Songjiang. My surname is Miao. She is a daughter of a distinguished family in the city and she is also from Ningde."
Zheng Yi nodded slightly and said kindly: "Outsiders look at our famous prefectures and counties in Fujian as either Zhangzhou and Quanzhou where merchants are bustling, or the four islands of Jinxia, Haitan and Penghu that are fought over by military strategists. However, they don't know that Ningde is the most famous place in Fujian." The place where hidden dragons and crouching tigers are hidden. Has Miss Zheng been to Ningde?"
Zheng Haizhu looked regretful: "Although I was born in Fujian, I only passed through Fuzhou when I went north to the south of the Yangtze River to find rice. I never went to the seaside to visit Ningde."
Zheng Haizhu's regret was not out of politeness.
As a modern person majoring in the history of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, she certainly knows that there is a relatively mainstream view in the history circle that believes that during the Jingnan Campaign in the early Ming Dynasty, Zhu Di captured Nanjing, and his nephew Emperor Jianwen fled disguised as a monk and met with Zheng Qia and others. The ministers and pro-army troops were hiding in the mountainous area where Zhejiang and Fujian meet. Archeology shows that in front of an ancient tomb from the Ming Dynasty in Jinbei, Ningde, whose shape is obviously larger than that of ordinary eminent monks, the inscription on the stupa strangely does not have the dynasty name engraved on it. In a nearby ancient temple, a tapestry gold cassock specially used by the royal family was found.
Historians consulted the official history and found that no eminent monk in the Ming Dynasty who received imperial cassocks passed away in Funing Prefecture. When Emperor Jianwen fled Nanjing, he took away a golden cassock passed down to him by his grandfather Zhu Yuanzhang. Looking at the blank relic stele with the era name in this way, one can't help but think that if the tomb owner engraved the era name "Jianwen", it would be tantamount to revealing his identity. If the tomb owner engraved the era name "Yongle", it would be tantamount to a great humiliation, so he simply did everything. Do not write.
Zheng Haizhu was very interested in this inference of the historian and kept it in mind. It's just that after traveling through time and space, I opened my eyes and saw that I was in Zhangzhou, so I didn't connect my "Zheng" surname with the descendants of Zheng Qia.
At this moment, when Zheng Yi heard that Zheng Yi was from Ningde, Zheng Haizhu became curious.
The Wanli Emperor of the current dynasty had rehabilitated Fang Xiaoru and other officials, and restored the title of Emperor Jianwen. Scholars in the Jiangnan area, especially the Donglin School, were able to discuss this old incident of the previous dynasty.
Zheng Haizhu then said to Zheng Yi without any hesitation: "If the general is from Ningde, and he joined the Zheying Navy at that time, have you ever heard of Zheng Qia Zhenggong, a wise minister of the Jianwen Dynasty? Zheng Gong was originally from Zhejiang. I heard that When Emperor Jianwen arrived at the border between Fujian and Zhejiang, he disappeared without a trace."
Zheng Yi was stunned. He didn't expect that the niece in front of him, whom he didn't recognize, would suddenly mention his ancestor Zheng Qia.
Could it be that the uncle who had sworn a poisonous oath before being allowed to move out of the Zheng family had actually revealed his life experience to his children and nephews?
Zheng Yi wanted to test, so he was startled for a moment, and then he had a cold look on his face, and whispered: "Miss Zheng, a certain person is a soldier recruiter. He is proficient in writing and knows very little about literature and history. I have never heard what Zheng said in your mouth." Mr. Jianwen, but I still know the Jianwen era name. My ancestor was definitely not an official accompanying Emperor Jianwen. Hey, Miss Zheng, your surname is Zheng, could it be that your family is..."
Zheng Haizhu asked the question out of curiosity, such as historical secrets. Seeing Zheng Yi's displeasure, he guessed that military generals should be more conservative and avoid talking about such secrets, so he waved his hands repeatedly and said honestly: "No, no, Neither does my family. To tell you the truth, General, it’s just that after the Long Live Sacred Heart was magnanimous and built the Loyalty Shrine in Nanjing, I heard scholars from the south of the Yangtze River talking about Duke Zheng’s loyalty, bravery and scheming. Well, we businessmen are just such lovers. The general is not to blame for his inquiring temper."
Zheng Yi sneered secretly.
What loyalty to the temple, what magnanimity of the Sacred Heart!
It’s not what Mr. Zheng Ge and Princess Miao said, but because Wanli, the good-for-nothing on the dragon throne, was first manipulated by Zhang Juzheng, and later by the ministers and other parties. Nothing went smoothly in matters such as establishing the crown prince. , he brought out Fang Xiaoru and told the civil servants, look at how loyal he was to the king back then. He was an example of a pure minister for all generations.
Fortunately, there are so many idiots in the world who would regard this as an act of kindness by the descendants of that traitor Zhu Di, and who would think that the Jianwen bloodline and Jingnan's orphan should put aside their grudges and be grateful from now on.
He really deserves to be an obedient person who spends his whole life as a cow or a horse.
But Zheng Yi, after seeing what Zheng Haizhu did, he no longer believed that this woman was an idiot. He couldn't tell whether her words were true or false, so he softened his expression and said, "Miss, where are you?" By the way, Zheng himself came from a war background, and he would not look down on businessmen and craftsmen. Without you, where would the swords, guns, hooks, and firearms that our navy have come from?"
Zheng Haizhu thought that if he could build heavy matchlock guns and supply them to the Fujian Navy, he would often come to Xiamen to investigate and ask generals like Zheng Yi about their operating experience. If they could get along with each other, he turned the topic to his own firearms. At the factory, we continued to chat and get close.
After traveling by sea for most of the day, when he could see the outline of the islands to the north of Penghu Island in the distance, Zheng Yi raised his telescope and blurted out: "There is no smoke, so there is no fighting."
After holding his breath and taking a closer look, he added: "There are two white-sailed foreign ships on the shore, the masts are gone. The others are all open ships. Yan Xuanfu is quite impressive, bringing so many ships. From what we know, Luowan The two big red boats that escaped are not in Penghu."
Zheng Haizhu understood.
The current situation in Penghu shows that Lu Fen's flagship and another large Galen ship either lost to the Ming army after another exchange of fire with Yan Siqi and were defeated, or they discovered that Penghu was also controlled by the Ming army and simply fled back to Badawi. Ya.
When Zheng Yi's fleet approached Baisha Island, it sent out a flag message, and sure enough, it received an immediate response from the flag carrier of the Ming fleet.
When the fleet entered the port, Zheng Haizhu and the officers and soldiers of the Fujian Navy landed in a Chai Shui boat. As soon as they landed, Yan Siqi greeted them.
"Brother, where is Mabel?" Zheng Haizhu asked hurriedly.
Yan Siqi's face was stained with black stains from fireworks and sweat, and the front and back of his iron back were stained with blood, but his eyes were filled with the excitement of a winner.
"Don't worry, Mabel is not injured. She is very clever. She came out of the woods when we tied up the prisoners. She is probably exhausted from fear and is now asleep in the tent."
Zheng Haizhu finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked around again, looking for Yang Tiansheng and other Ming soldiers pretending to be Chinese slave workers.
Before Yan Siqi could speak again, Yang Tiansheng was already chewing dry food and striding up to Zheng Haizhu.
As soon as Zheng Haizhu saw the extremely thin hemp rope around his waist, he smiled and said: "Looking at your appearance, I know that your tricks have also become."
Yang Tiansheng also happily pointed to the mountainside and said: "Yes, the good tricks taught by Miss Zheng, the place where many of our Yan family troops were supposed to be killed turned out to be graves dug by the Dutch themselves. Let's take you with us. Take a look."
When everyone came to the bunker that was half built by the Dutch, they saw broken bamboo fragments, deep red blood, and charred explosion marks all over the ground outside a few large bamboo baskets that were still relatively intact.
Zheng Yi stared at the scene in front of him, then turned back to look at the sea where the battleship was moored, and wondered: "The artillery on Yan Xuanfu's ship can't hit this far, can it?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Haizhu covered her mouth and hurried away.
Yan Siqi knew that she would still vomit at the sight of blood, so he quickly ordered his soldiers: "Take Miss Zheng to Mabel's tent to rest."
Yang Tiansheng explained to Zheng Yi enthusiastically: "General Zheng, it was Miss Zheng who came up with the idea. She saw us loading soil in bamboo baskets and building fortifications in Taiwan, so she came up with a plan. After we landed on the island, we deceived the Dutch People asked us to do such fortifications. Since we cut down bamboo, we could bury hollow bamboo knots between the mud balls in the bamboo baskets and stuff them with gravel. Black gunpowder is afraid of moisture, and we don’t have blunderbuss tubes in our hands. The Dutch We were allowed to carry the barrel of gunpowder from the ship to the island with confidence. When Mabel was crying to distract the sailors, we hid a barrel of gunpowder. A small part of the gunpowder was ground and soaked in water, soaked in the hemp rope we used to tie our clothes, and dried After drying, it was used as a fuse, and the remaining gunpowder was poured into the bamboo tube and compacted with soil. Originally, the bamboo balls were also braided with hemp rope and threaded into handles for easy movement, so the Dutch would not be suspicious of the fuse."
Zheng Yi already understood when he heard his gestures reaching this point.
After Yan Siqi's gunboats defeated the two remaining Dutch warships by bullying the smaller ones, they inevitably encountered resistance from more than a hundred musketeers behind the fortifications when they landed.
However, when the musketeers fired ammunition from behind the parapet of the bamboo ball pile, dense sparks would definitely be produced, igniting the fuse made by Yang Tiansheng and others.
"Miss Zheng, at that moment, it was like a huge firecracker was lit in front of the bunker. Those Dutch bad guys who beat Akito for half a month were screamed by the explosion."
In the tent, Mabel described it to Zheng Haizhu vividly.
Zheng Haizhu, who had regained his composure, quickly noticed how there was a monk sitting with his eyes closed and chanting sutras outside the tent adjacent to Mabel.
