Ming Dynasty: Tanks blocked the door and you said to me, "Long live Ming Dynasty"

There were only a few dozen guns, he didn't take it seriously at all.

Similarly, the soldiers on the Spanish warships also laughed.

In naval battles, what matters is the number of guns and the size of the ships!

Big ships crush small ships, and more guns crush fewer guns.

In their view, the fifty mortars on the Ming side posed no threat to their own warships.

But in the next moment!

The sharp whistling sound of the mortar shells falling made the Spanish soldiers on the ship look up at the night sky.

That is.......

Is that a cannonball?

As soon as puzzled thoughts arose in the minds of the Spanish soldiers, the shells fell.

"boom......"

The shells fell like raindrops, some fell into the water, and some hit the ship.

"Is this the Ming Dynasty's artillery?"

A Spanish soldier pointed at a cannonball not far from him and teased others with a disdainful tone.

As he spoke, he even leaned over and pulled the shells out from the deck!

But at this moment, the delay fuse inside the shell finally burned out, and with a bang, the soldier was instantly engulfed in a fireball.

The explosion seemed to be the beginning of a fireworks show.

“Boom…”

On the sea where the Spanish warships were, balls of fire suddenly rose up one after another, completely illuminating the surrounding night sky.

In addition to the shells that fell on the ship, the shells that hit the sea also exploded beneath the water.

"boom!"

There was a flash of fire under the water, and then waves several meters high were seen splashing on the water surface.

Water, fire, and flying shell fragments enveloped the Spanish warships.

"Oh no! Why did the Ming Dynasty's shells explode?"

"Put out the fire quickly and protect the gunpowder warehouse!"

"God, this is the devil's fire, help!"

"........"

The Spanish soldiers who were closer to the point where the shells landed had their bodies pierced by shrapnel on the spot and fell to the ground silently like a torn sack.

"Boom!"

The explosion was particularly special. A Spanish warship had its gunpowder compartment detonated and broke into two pieces on the spot, slowly sinking into the sea.

The Spanish soldiers on the ship jumped into the sea with horror on their faces and swam frantically towards the dock.

This was the first time they had experienced such a naval battle. It was simply terrifying!

Such a small ship on the opposite side can only be used as a reconnaissance ship on weekdays, but now, it can launch such a terrifying attack!

They didn't even dare to ask other warships for help!

God knows how many such shells are there on the opposite boat?

When Li Dingguo and his men saw that the first round of shelling sank an enemy warship, their confidence increased.

Then, the second round, the third round, the fourth round...

"Change the firing pin!"

After watching the fourth shell fly out of the gun barrel, Li Dingguo shouted to the soldiers next to him.

The continuous bombardment made their heads buzz uncontrollably. Even if they covered their ears when the artillery was fired, it didn't have much effect.

A soldier stepped forward, wrapped the gun barrel with a wet towel prepared in advance, laid it down, pulled out the bolt at the rear of the gun barrel, removed the firing pin with flint stuck on it, and replaced it with a new one.

In order to prevent the flint on the firing pin from being severely worn and causing the shell to fail to fire, Xu Guangqi clearly stipulated to them the number of times the cannon should be fired.

The firing pin must be replaced every five shots!

Although only four rounds had been fired, the firing pin in the barrel had already been used once when fighting with Xu Xinsu's men. Li Dingguo did not dare to be careless at all.

If he said five shots, it means five shots, not one more.

Five rounds of artillery fire, a total of 250 shells, all poured onto the location of the Spanish warships.

After they replaced the firing pin, they looked at the target again.

However, they discovered that there were only five intact Spanish warships left on the sea ahead!

As for the rest, most of their hulls had sunk into the sea and were still sinking rapidly.

Small boat mortar, victory!

All this happened in just three or two minutes.

On the shore, Valdes, who had been so proud just now, was now completely stunned!

He roared unwillingly.

"What's going on! Can anyone tell me what's going on!"

"Someone, bring the demon from Ming country to me!"

Yutong was brought over and looking at the rising flames in the sea, he grinned.

"Hahahaha!"

"Now you know you're afraid!"

"Dare to provoke the Ming Dynasty, this is what will happen to you!"

"We advise you to surrender immediately, hand over the murderers who slaughtered the fishermen, and withdraw from Taiwan immediately!"

"Otherwise, you will all die here!"

Ling Nan'e Zhenshi had already returned to the Ming fleet. Without anyone to translate, Valdes could not understand what he was saying at all.

But the scene he just saw completely extinguished his arrogant heart.

He doesn't understand and can't figure it out.

Why every shell that lands on our warship will cause the warship to catch fire!

This has never been encountered in previous naval battles.

He shouted to the soldiers beside him: "Go to the city and get me an interpreter immediately!"

Whether it is Spain or the Netherlands, their navies are serving capital.

There are always sea merchants staying in Keelung City all year round, including those from the Ming Dynasty, Japan, and even Korea.

It is not difficult to find an interpreter from these maritime merchants.

He wanted a truce.

But Li Dingguo didn't think so.

After replacing the firing pin of the mortar, Wang Qianli opened a new wooden box, took out a shell from it, and asked Li Dingguo.

"Master, do you want to continue?"

Li Dingguo glanced at him: "Why not? I haven't had enough yet!"

"Today, let these red-haired devils have a taste of the power of our Ming Dynasty!"

"Since you are here, you must abide by the rules of the Ming Dynasty!"

"If you dare not follow the rules, you will have to leave your life behind, or swim all the way back to France!"

"All enemy ships will be sunk without a single one left!"

As he spoke, he glanced at the pendant in his hand, and after confirming that the waves had once again shaken the muzzle to the right angle, he shouted loudly.

"put!"

Chapter 157: In the Ming Dynasty, we have always convinced people with reason!

Li Dingguo was having a great time fighting up front.

In the rear, Zheng Zhilong and the leaders of Yuan Shibazhi were all shocked.

In the darkness of the night, they couldn't see clearly what was happening in front of them.

The only thing that is certain is that Spain is now completely at a disadvantage!

Can.........

But Li Dingguo and his men were riding on only a small boat that was four meters long!

How did they do that?

They knew best what kind of combat power the Spanish warships had.

Those warships were as huge as the Fu ships, and each one was equipped with at least twenty cannons!

Can..........

But the Portuguese side was like a paid whore, allowing Li Dingguo to ravage her!

It's incredible......

Originally, some people in Shibazhi had some objections to accepting the amnesty, but now, that little bit of dissatisfaction has long disappeared along with the rounds of artillery fire!

This must be a new type of artillery!

They knew very well that there were no cannons on the small boat that Li Dingguo and others were riding on. There were only wooden boxes that the Shenjiying carried when they boarded the boat.

This shows what?

This shows that those types of artillery must be small in size, easy to carry, and their power should not be underestimated!

If I could give Shibazhi...

Oh no!

If the South China Sea Navy could also be equipped with this kind of artillery, wouldn't it be invincible across the sea?

"Brother, can you talk to His Majesty and ask him to give us some of their artillery?"

Zheng Zhibao tugged at the corner of Zheng Zhilong's clothes with envy and whispered in his ear in a low voice.

Zheng Zhilong shook his head imperceptibly, then walked out of the queue, bowed to Zhu Youxiao, and spoke in a sonorous and powerful voice.

"His Majesty!"

"The Portuguese warships are no longer a threat. I think it's time to fight ashore!"

Zhu Youxiao nodded slightly, but then asked a question.

"No problem traveling at night?"

Zheng Zhilong smiled and said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty! The South China Sea Navy relies on the sea for its livelihood!"

"Tonight the sky is clear and bright, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, there won't be any problems with sailing!"

The reason why Zhu Youxiao let Li Dingguo and others take the lead was that he was afraid that large-scale shipping at night would be in danger of running aground, and he was also worried that the Spaniards would set an ambush.

By spreading out the small boats, this risk can be minimized while still delivering a powerful blow to the enemy.

Now that the enemy's main force has been destroyed, even if there are artillery defenses on the shore, it is no longer a concern.

Seeing Zheng Zhilong's certainty, he suddenly stood up and slammed his fist on the table.

"In that case, let's kill them on shore!"

"Avenge the blood debt for the people of the Ming Dynasty!"

"Sir, obey the order!"

Zheng Zhilong clasped his fists, turned around and walked out of the cabin.