Chapter 596 A Scene of Chaos
Chapter 596 A Scene of Chaos
Gan Hui was tackled to the deck by a guard. With a muffled thud, an eighteen-pound cannon was hit directly. The cannon was sent flying backward by the huge kinetic energy, bouncing erratically on the deck.
Gan Hui was pinned down by the guards under the mainmast, but the guards were swept away by the nearly two-ton cannon, leaving the deck in a mess.
Gan Gui, his eyes red, roared as he reached out and pulled the splinter from his cheek.
"Everyone who can move, get up! Get up! Let's take down these red devils!" After saying that, he ran towards the artillery vehicle.
When Gan Hui resolutely charged toward the Dutch fleet, Chen Er knew he was wrong!
Those who haven't been on the battlefield truly cannot understand the saying "a merciful general cannot command an army." His previous tactical design was to wear down the Dutch fleet's strength with minimal losses.
However, Chen Er himself just realized that without Gan Hui's charge, the complete annihilation of the Dutch fleet would not have been possible, because the enemy was too fast.
Once a Dutch warship is released, it is almost impossible to catch up. Only Gan Hui's method of exchanging casualties is the least damaging strategy.
Chen Er's side didn't actually need to defeat the enemy in one battle. As long as they used Gan Hui's method to exchange pieces and disable the Dutch fleet's mobility, the Chinese navy would win.
Chen Zhongji quickly exchanged two warships for the three Dutch warships on his side.
The Wind Chime was still charging forward, but he had seen the Ming warship's charge and the situation of the three warships on his left. Di Gaozan knew that he wouldn't be able to leave today.
"Warriors of the Lowlands, we may not be able to return to Batavia. The Ming navy is brave, but we must also show them the indomitable spirit of the Lowlands. Now, I command... fight to the death!"
Major Di Gaozan simply did not believe the Commander's words, because he did not believe that what they had done in the Ming Dynasty would earn them the kindness of the Ming people.
The Dutch fleet turned; yes, the two remaining warships turned, and now they were parallel to Chen Er's fleet.
The Dutch fleet's change of course caused the three warships that had been pursuing Gan Hui's fleet to switch to a straight-line attack stance.
Are you ready to fight to the death? Come on!
After the masts of all eight Dutch warships were broken, someone finally raised the white flag.
Surrendering a warship is not as simple as waving a white flag; it requires closing the gun ports, covering the guns on the first deck, lowering the sails, and anchoring.
Pay attention to the order; if you don't close the gun vents first, you might get hit by another round of shells! Once the first person surrenders, a second will follow.
At this point, only the Dutch warship HMS Wind Chime was still firing on the surface. No Chinese warship dared to charge forward and engage the powerless Wind Chime in hand-to-hand combat.
The previous incursions were for victory; now, we'll just fight slowly from a distance, treating it as live-fire training.
The prisoners were naturally taken in by ships. Apart from the warships used for surveillance and target practice, Chen Er led the remaining warships toward the Dutch city.
Liu Xiang also returned, and he eventually captured prisoners. However, Liu Xiang's fleet suffered a bad defeat, it seems he had to fight those two ships head-on to win.
When the first 18-pounder shell hit the city wall, a white flag was raised, but no one in the fleet except Chen Er knew what it meant.
The shelling was finally stopped, but everyone still seemed reluctant to stop. Although there were training exercises involving attacks on the opposite bank, nothing beats the thrill of target practice like this!
The battle of the fleet was over; it was ultimately resolved by boarding. Only a few soldiers on the Wind Chime surrendered; most were killed.
Gan Hui survived. He exchanged fire with the three Dutch warships that had lost power for two rounds. His ship was hit by about 20 shots, but miraculously, the deck was only hit once.
His flagship engaged in two rounds of fire with four cannons and three warships, holding out until Chen Er led his fleet to break the mast of the Wind Chime and come to its rescue.
This time, Chen Er brought all the anti-inflammatory medicine he had brought from another time and space. From now on, even if he gets an inflammation, he can only be treated using the methods of the Ming Dynasty.
Of course, the medicine would expire if it wasn't used.
In his haste, Chen Er only felt sorry for Liu Xiang's fleet. After the troops on shore accepted the Dutch surrender, Chen Er led his men ashore.
Liu Xiang's fleet suffered a terrible fate. One warship was hit in its ammunition magazine, causing an explosion. Two ships had their masts broken. Now, only three ships remain capable of fighting.
"President, someone named Yang Liu insists on seeing you."
It turned out that Yang Liu was on that exploded warship. A bloodied person was carried over on a wooden plank.
"Yang Liu?" Chen Er could no longer recognize him. His face was covered in black ash and densely filled with wood chips, even his eyes were filled with wood chips.
"Li Dalang?"
Chen Er was momentarily dazed. How long had it been since he had heard this title?
"It's me. How are you?"
"Brother, I'm from Jiaozhou. My wife was ruined by Master Xu of Jiaozhou and drowned. Brother, if you have the chance, help me get revenge! Brother, I'm from Jiaozhou..."
No wonder Yang Liu refused to get married; no wonder he spent all his time visiting brothels. Yang Liu kept repeating these two sentences.
"Yang Liu, I will definitely help you get revenge if I have the chance. You should take good care of yourself first, and it would be best if you could take revenge while you are still alive!"
"Brother, I'm from Jiaozhou..."
Yang Liu was carried away again.
"President, I..."
Dong Xian, Wu Jin, Li Dao, and Er An are well-known in the Huaxia Fleet because they were among the first to follow Chen Er.
But Yang Liu disappeared without a trace. He neither relied on his early acquaintance with Chen Er to attach himself to him, nor did he tell anyone. Even Chen Er himself gradually forgot about this person.
It's worth noting that Yang Liu and Chen Er were in the same group during their first battle.
"This is none of your business. In war, people always die. Remember every brother who has gone. Make sure their affairs are taken care of after their deaths. Do your best to treat the wounded and disabled. Send someone to Liangshan to find Song Yuzai immediately."
In fact, there were traditional Chinese medicine practitioners specializing in treating injuries on the fleet, but Chen Er always remembered Song Yuzai's words: "The best practitioners of treating injuries in Zhangzhou and Quanzhou are all in Tiancuo."
"President, there's something you absolutely must see in person," Luo Tong'an said as he approached. He was the commander of the land forces in this operation.
Ignoring the Dutch prisoners standing outside the city, Chen Er led his generals into the Dutch city of Fengguiwei.
"Sir, kill the red-haired devil! Kill him!"
A scream came from the distance. The voice wasn't very loud, as if the person was struggling to breathe, but it was clear that it was shouted with all their might.
As I approached the door of a room, a stench wafted out—this time it was truly stench, the smell of rotting protein and fat.
Concentration camps?
Really are!
Enduring the stench, Chen Er led his men inside, and it took them a while to adjust to the brightness.
More than a hundred people were in a wooden house of about seventy or eighty square meters. There were no windows, and only some light came in through the gaps in the wooden planks.
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