Daming Yinghua

Chapter 82 I Can Only Choose Treasure Island
Holding a short bow and stepping on the bloody water on the deck, Liu Shimin stepped out from a corner quite a distance away from the ruins of the watchtower, and appeared in the bright lights.

He only had a jacket and trousers on, and the thick and warm brocade robe he was wearing had already become ashes in the lure of the enemy's firing.

At this moment, this palace official, who had always given the impression of being gentle and gentle, was no different from the agile fighters on the deck with ferocious faces.

Without further ado, Liu Shimin jumped onto the stake where the cable was tied, and shot another arrow at Cai Feng's face.

Accompanied by Cai Feng's pitiful cry again, the sergeants patrolling the sea road seemed to be blown up, making a mess on the ship's side.

The gunner lost his gun and wanted to pick up his bow and arrow to fight back.

Cai Feng's two soldiers were driving their master to find cover, and at the same time shouted to other partners to cut off the grapple hook, so that the ship could break away from Feng Zhou, and the helmsman turned to escape quickly.

However, the grapples used by Li Guozhu and his subordinates were all iron chains, not the hemp ropes used by ordinary fishermen. They could not be cut in a short time, but another sailor patrolling the sea was shot by Mr. Liu with an arrow.

Li Guozhu roared: "Brothers patrolling the sea, can't you see it? If you are cowardly at this time, you will die. Do it with me! I will avenge you, Mr. Cai, and you will have a lot of my wealth."

The dozen or so men of the Cai family who patrolled the sea saw that things had come to an end, and they wanted to save their lives and seek money, so they mentioned holding a sword one after another, skipped the boat gang, and joined Li Guozhu's camp.

On the other side of the ship, the fierce battle is about to tell the winner.

The Spaniards originally got the news from the Chinese conspirators that there were less than ten men on the prey boat, and a few cold weapons, and the only firearm was a turtledove footgun that was troublesome to fill.

Unexpectedly, the actual situation is not like this at all. Not only is the number of opponents twice as large, and the muskets are not weak, but there is also a particularly brave pike general who leads his pike soldiers. Several people.

When the Spaniards finally came to help, these Chinese who were good at using spears were well-trained and changed into waist knives, and started close combat with the Spaniards holding swords.

What's more frightening is that Yan, the Chinese captain who killed many Spaniards in Luzon, although his sword skills are not the same as the spear general, he is as fast as lightning like the Japanese Hirado samurai, and he is taller than those Japanese samurai Many of them can be compared with the Spaniards in stature, so when they attack with swords, they seem like dragons swooping in from hell.

There are more and more Spaniards screaming and falling in a pool of blood.

Yan Siqi watched all directions, and after making some judgments, he yelled at Ma Xianglin who was not far away, "Leave this to Brother Ma, and Yan will take care of that beast", then took a big stride and went straight to Li Guozhu to kill.

On the side of the boat, Liu Shimin avoided a knife from the sailor patrolling the sea, and shouted to Zheng Haizhu who was standing dumbfounded behind Zheng Zhilong: "Silly girl, give us the knife, why don't you run to General Ma and hide here, looking for death here?" ?”

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Haizhu suddenly took a step sideways, lowered his head, and the cold light on his chest also fell. Immediately, he heard someone wailing in front of Zheng Zhilong, who was stabbed into the stomach by Zheng Haizhu's village sword.

Liu Shimin couldn't help laughing.

It turned out that the girl wasn't scared out of her wits, but was laying an ambush just like she was in the cable just now.

There is no way to fight hard, and it can be regarded as shit luck if you can succeed twice with a sneak attack.

But a rookie who has been lucky with shit is still a rookie after all, and Zheng Haizhu doesn't know how to draw a knife.

The sailors patrolling the seaway fell backwards with their knives, and Zheng Haizhu immediately became unarmed.

Fortunately, Yan Siqi had already arrived, and helped her to block the knife from another sailor. With his arms retracted, he knocked her a little farther away, then pulled out the Muramasa knife, held two swords in his hand, swung left and right, and fought Power multiplied.

In the dazzling silver light, Yan Siqi killed three or four sea patrolling sailors who were besieging him, rushed to the side of Zheng Zhilong who had already died, and saw a flaw in Li Guozhu's move, shouted "One official retreats after closing the momentum", his right leg flew up , kicked to Li Guozhu's exposed left rib.

Li Guo helped the Wa Dao out of his hand, and fell to the ground with an "ah", Yan Siqi stepped on his shoulder blade, and when the point of the saber was stabbing his back, he suddenly came to his senses, bent over and pulled out his chest right hand.

There was a more miserable scream, and Li Guozhu's finger was cut off by the root of the blade.

"Your father is kind to me for saving my life. If I don't kill you today, I will repay the kindness!"

While the flames were extinguishing, Yan Siqi gritted his teeth and said.

……

The daylight in the East China Sea starts very early.

In front of Zheng Haizhu's eyes was a red world.

The red clouds in the sky, the red flags above the head, the blood flowing like paint all over the deck, and the red clothes wrapped around the corpses of the Spaniards.

And ten feet away, their big sailboat that has already ignited raging flames.

Just now, after Yan Siqi and Ma Xianglin cleared the battlefield of Fengzhou, before the Spanish sailboat was about to flee, they all led people to jump over to continue hacking and killing, so as to prevent the enemy from firing bombardment on Fengzhou again after they had drawn a long distance.

The desperate Spanish captain set fire to the ship on the watchtower. He would rather be reduced to ashes with the ship than let these yellow-skinned men take the ship and tarnish the glorious name of the Armada.

The Chinese warriors had no choice but to return to Fengzhou, but all the bamboo sails of Fengzhou had been destroyed by artillery fire.

The crowd then pressed Li Guozhu and the helmsman who was left as a witness in the sailors patrolling the sea, and gathered the bodies of their teammates who died in battle, and gathered on the boat patrolling the sea.

Liu Shimin turned to Zheng Haizhu: "Girl, I can't tell, but you know how to use a knife."

"I wouldn't do it at first, but when I want to save my life, I will."

Zheng Haizhu answered wearily with the trance of the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

But her complexion changed quickly.

Yan Siqi called "Azhu, are you alright?" and walked towards her, but when he was close at hand, he suddenly drew the knife and put it on Liu Shimin's neck.

"Let the helmsman go north, I'm going to Daishan Island."

Ma Xianglin, who was looking at the dead and injured brothers, jumped up.

"Go back to Moon Harbor first!"

Ma Xianglin's face was frosty, and he uttered four short words.

After defending against the enemy side by side at night, although he admired Yan Siqi's good kung fu, he also knew that the reason for his murder was that he had done a righteous deed to save the Han people in Luzon. One of the soil soldiers, whose body was still incomplete, was already very sad and depressed, seeing Yan Siqi's attack suddenly, how could he still obey.

Yan Siqi stared at Ma Xianglin: "General Ma, this time, Yan is ashamed of you. My own cargo ship has disappeared. When it arrives in Daishan, I will definitely give you a lot of money. But right now, I can't get along with you." My brother ventured to Fujian."

Ma Xianglin said grimly: "Eunuch Liu just said that you will be let go when you arrive at Yuegang. Since you don't believe us, why should we believe you?"

Yan Siqi sneered: "Then I'll kill my father-in-law now, and then we'll fight again."

"Hahahaha," Li Guozhu, who was tied into a rice dumpling on the deck beside him, taunted, "Yan Siqi, you still have the nerve to call me cunning, and the virtue of not killing others for oneself, you and this little boy, aren't you the same as me?"

"Shut up!"

Zheng Zhilong stepped forward, stuffed a ball of rags into Li Guozhu's mouth, and said, "Brother should have cut your tongue just now."

"Stop arguing."

Zheng Haizhu's voice sounded.

She pointed to the abandoned Fengzhou a few feet away, and said solemnly: "Didn't you realize that the ship on the patrol road seems to have a lower side than Fengzhou?"

After a moment of silence, Yan Siqi, who knows sea ships best, directly said to one of his subordinates, "Go to the bilge to have a look."

The subordinates were ordered, and after a while, they called back and forth, showing fear: "Brother, every cabin is flooded, probably up to the knees."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Haizhu turned to the sailor surnamed Cai who was kept alive, and asked, "How long have you been fighting this ship?"

The sailor replied, "It was only last year."

Zheng Haizhu asked: "Isn't it the watertight compartment made by Wen Ma Wuhui?"

Wenma is a place name that appeared in Fujian during the Three Kingdoms period. The local people are very good at shipbuilding and know how to mix quicklime, hemp grass and tung oil in a specific proportion to fill the gaps in the wooden boards to prevent water leakage from the hull.

At the same time, during the Wenma shipbuilding period, the bilges of the ship were often divided into five parts, each of which was tightly independent. In this way, if one part was flooded, the other parts were temporarily intact, and the ship could even return to shore safely after a long voyage.

Later, the ship got bigger and bigger, and there were even more than a dozen compartments, but experts still used to call this shipbuilding method "Wen Ma Wu Hui", which is also one of China's most famous intangible cultural heritages.

Zheng Haizhu has come into contact with many boatmen in Zhangzhou, Songjiang, and Taicang. Naturally, from these respectable ancient craftsmen, he knows the watertight compartment method of Wenma Wuhui.

The sailor on Xunhai Dao was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that this woman knew how to build a ship. He rolled his eyes and said, "The money allocated by the imperial court to buy the ship is not enough. Presumably the shipbuilder cut corners, so one storehouse is filled with water, and the storehouse is filled with water." Water. Heroes, if the water is only two feet submerged, there should still be time to go north to Penghu Port. If there is a delay..."

Ma Xianglin interrupted him: "Is there an imperial garrison in Penghu Port?"

"Yes, yes," said the sailor, "General, after Cai Xunshou drove away the Hongyi people last year, please play that the court changed "Xun Shou" to garrison. There must be someone."

Zheng Haizhu stared at the sailor's skirt.

This sailor had been guarding the rudder of the ship before and did not participate in the fierce battle. He was clean and refreshed, and there was a sachet-like thing dangling at the skirt of his clothes.

Zheng Haizhu stepped forward, pulled off the sachet, and put it under his nose.

The strong smell of lavender was the same as what I smelled on Cai Feng's robe that day.

Zheng Haizhu asked him coldly: "Is this something from the Frankies?"

The sailor nodded with an "ah".

"You can't listen to him." Zheng Haizhu's gaze abandoned Yan Siqi and Ma Xianglin, and turned to Liu Gonggong. "Cai Xunshou has long had an affair with the Frankies in Luzon, so he beat or chased the Hongmaofan, although Hongmaofan is not a good thing either. This person said that there are defenders in Penghu, how could he know that it is not the Cai family's cronies, and there may even be Frankies? Otherwise, where did we get fresh water when we hit our Frankie boat tonight? ?”

When Liu Shimin heard this, a complicated expression appeared in his eyes.

This girl is really suspicious, but there is reason for being suspicious.

The sailor really showed timidity, he just lowered his head and muttered: "How can the leaky boat go back to Yuegang?"

But Liu Shimin said to Yan Siqi who was holding him tightly in a peaceful tone: "Yan Zhuangshi, I will give you a way, and I will also give us a way. Let's take the boat to the nearby island without imperial guards." ,how?"

Yan Siqi asked in a deep voice: "Elder-in-law, are you talking about going to Taiwan?"

(End of this chapter)