Chapter 341 For God, for Great Qing!
When Luo Zhang's main fleet arrived, the Strait of Malacca had returned to peace.
In this battle, it should be regarded as the first foreign invasion war that the Ming Dynasty suffered, the Ming army once again achieved a brilliant victory. The First Crusade Army was wiped out, including those who died at sea and those who died of injuries after landing. A total of 8,000 European soldiers finally made fertilizer for the land, and the remaining 11,000 people chose to surrender, including their commander and a thousand people fled into the jungle and disappeared.
It is probably difficult to come out alive.
As for the battles at sea, the results are also brilliant.
The main fleet of the Crusaders had a total of 38 battleships, and only eight escaped, and thirteen became the spoils of the Ming army, including two second-level battleships that Emperor Yang had always been looking forward to. The remaining seventeen were all buried in this strait. There were fifteen armed merchant ships and six frigates, and two cruisers, desperate, and chose to surrender.
Although the Ming army also lost four cruisers.
But compared with the harvest, this loss is obviously not worth mentioning.
When Luo Zhang, the admiral of the Nanyang Fleet, and a group of generals, his eyes were almost shining. This was a well-deserved overlord of the sea, with a huge body with a displacement of 2,000 tons, a strong oak of two feet thick, and of course the terrifying firepower of the ninety cannons. These were paired with Ming army rangefinders, rifled cannons, cast steel flowering bullets and armored bullets, even if they drove to Europe, they would be a ferocious beast that crushed everything. By the way, this was also the treasure level of the country in Europe. In fact, when going out to fight naval battles at this time, they usually rely on third-level battleships, the second-level fleet flagship level, and the first-level was strategic deterrent, just like Yamato Musashi in Japan during World War II.
With the weapons of the Ming army, these two second-class battleships were enough to fight against European first-class battleships.
"Find a few tugboats and tow them all to Changguo!"
Luo Zhang said without hesitation.
These battleships have to be repaired, and they have to be repaired decently. The Ming warships such as the Dinghai who participated in the battle have to be returned to Changguo for maintenance. As for subsequent operations, the main fleet that was handed over to his main fleet is enough, three super-large third-level battleships equipped with 80 guns, and four smaller third-level battleships and twenty cruisers. Such strength is enough to crush the remnants of the Netherlands.
What's more, the Zhenwu and Baiyue suffered almost no losses, and they could also continue to fight with the main fleet.
The performance of these two warships is amazing. Half of the credit for the Dutch lost so badly. If it were not for them, relying solely on the Dinghai and Zhenhai, not to mention achieving such brilliant results, it was the four 80-pound cannons that won this naval battle. Almost half of the warships lost by the Dutch were destroyed by the terrifying power of this thing. For the sailing warship, its caliber was too large and far exceeded its ability to bear. In front of this cannon, they were like wild dogs facing a tiger, with almost no power to fight back.
"It's a pity that I can't install the Weihai."
The captain of the Weihai said with regret.
Indeed, this kind of gun cannot fit their sail battleships. Even if it does not use that complex gun mount, it is not enough to use conventional gun mounts like the earliest Armstrong guns. The recoil is too harsh and the traditional wooden hull structure cannot bear it at all. It will shake apart as soon as the gun is fired. The Zhenwu and Baiyue can be installed because their displacement is as high as 4,000 tons of the Ming Dynasty standard, which is 2,400 tons in Europe, and more importantly, the steel frames are made of steel. The bases of those cannons are on steel, and wooden boards cannot bear such heavy things, but even so, they are only equipped with two guns by one warship, and no matter how many cannons are, they cannot bear it.
"That was prepared for the ironclad ship, and it won't be used in a short period of time!"
Luo Zhang said.
"Send the fleet, prepare to set sail, target Ceylon!"
Then he said.
The huge Ming fleet immediately set sail from Malacca. Just as Dinghai and other ships dragged their captive warships and escorted the captive soldiers and headed the prisoners to the South China Sea to return to Changguo, the fleet, along with the land combat brigade and various supplies, also sailed out of the Malacca Strait. When the main fleet entered Banda Aceh and when the sultan of Aceh was frightened, the two cruisers planted the Ming flag on the Andaman Islands, and the territory of the Ming Empire officially extended to the Indian Ocean.
Then the fleet sailed out of Banda Aceh and headed westward to Ceylon three thousand miles away.
And at this moment, another war broke out.
Goryeo Yizhou.
In early winter, the Yalu River was filled with fog, and on the frost-white river bank, a small group of Koryo soldiers patrolled listlessly. They wore the Ming-made stamping hat helmets and Ming-style military uniforms, but the color was green. The Ming-made smoothbore flintlock rifle carried on their shoulders, and the cone-shaped bayonet reflected cold light on the gun. This rifle is actually the British brown bass, and Yang Feng certainly would not allow his younger brothers to have weapons that could threaten him, so the fire hats and rifled rifles are not sold. This rifle is specially used for sale. Japanese, Annan, Nanyang natives, and even ordinary people in the Ming Dynasty, can buy this rifle, and he even allows the people to produce and sell this gun by themselves.
Of course, this also includes Goryeo.
This gun is actually very good. Even in this era, it is definitely considered an advanced weapon. The barrel is made of steel and not made of iron. The current technology of the Ming Dynasty cannot even be so exaggerated. They are drilled with steam drilling machines, just to adapt to the size of these customers. The body size of these customers is all short-barrel, but even smoothbore guns have an effective range of more than fifty feet. They also use paper-packed fixed-loading bullets, and the overall performance is better than the rifles currently used by European troops.
But unfortunately the soldiers who use them are too bad...
"Hu people!"
There was a sudden scream.
All the patrol soldiers were so scared that they picked up their rifles and turned to a chaotic shooting in the fog. Two soldiers even wanted to drill into the woods next to them after firing bullets, but they were then whipped back by the officer.
"Bad bastard, are you blind?"
The officer roared in anger.
At this time, a gust of wind blew the fog in front, and a piece of dead wood floating on the water slowly drifted by, and a few decaying branches looked like a raised gun barrel.
The soldiers lowered their heads and loaded bullets in shame, but they could not blame them for this kind of thing. During this period, the Hu people on the other side often sent small groups of troops to harass the river. Many villages were looted or even kidnapped, otherwise they would not have run out to patrol in a cold weather. In recent years, the strength of the Qing army in Northeast China has increased greatly, and they have also had a firm belief. The soldiers are enough to crush the garbage goods such as Goryeo, regardless of their individual quality or fighting will. The two sides were beaten up several times in battle. Now the Goryeo soldiers are in a frightened state.
The officer also knew what kind of people he was under. After cursing for a few words, he pulled him down and arranged for a soldier to go back and report that it was okay. The remaining people continued to move forward, but they did not notice that behind the driftwood, a head quietly emerged.
Fu'an, an officer of the First Brigade of the Qing Army, looked at the patrol team hidden in the fog, waved his hand carefully backwards, and then slowly swam to the shore. One head after another continued to emerge from the cold river water behind him, swam quietly into the dry reeds on the riverside like him, and then quickly untied the oil cloth wrapped in the rifle, and at the same time took off the bayonet and put it in the muzzle. A total of more than 100 Qing soldiers were all lying in the reeds on the roadside, waiting motionlessly.
One hour later.
The patrol team returns.
"kill!"
Looking at the unprepared figure in front of him, Fu'an roared and suddenly jumped up. The bayonet-like rifle stabbed out. Before a Goryeo soldier could take off his rifle, he stabbed him directly in the chest. Almost all the Qing troops who were ambushing at the same time jumped out. The bayonet-like rifles were nailed to the chest of the Goryeo soldiers. More than a dozen Goryeo soldiers were stabbed to death on the ground without even making any resistance.
Immediately afterwards, Fu'an waved his hand and a soldier quickly pulled the thick hemp rope tied to his waist.
Soon, with the slight and complicated sound of paddlings, wooden boats emerged from the thick fog. The ship was full of fully armed Qing troops. The head was wearing a black pair of military uniforms, a cowhide strap on his waist, a willow-leaf waist knife, two flintlock spears were inserted diagonally, a big hat-shaped helmet on his head, and cowhide boots on his feet, which looked quite majestic. A small piece of yellow and red striped square cloth on his chest represented his flag, and a golden cloud pattern on his collar and two copper nails represented his identity.
Vice President.
Ma Wu, the commander of the First Brigade of the Qing Army, or more specifically Fucha. Ma Wu, the uncle of Fukang'an in history, walked off the boat, patted Fu'an's shoulder, and wooden boats were constantly docked on both sides of him. Including hundreds of white officers, the Qing army of a whole brigade quietly stepped onto the east bank of the Yalu River.
"Master, look at this gun!"
Fu'an handed him a flintlock rifle from the Ming Dynasty as if he was seeking credit.
He is the Coucha family.
"A good gun is better than ours. Unfortunately, there is no good man to send orders to my brothers. The rise and fall of the Qing Dynasty, and in one fell swoop, we will defeat the rich and women of Goryeo, and let all the Goryeo people convert to the Lord. Even if we die, we can go to heaven, for God and for the Qing Dynasty."
Ma Wu shouted while stepping on the dead body of the Goryeo on the ground.
There was an amen sound around me immediately.
An hour later, they raided Yizhou. After less than half an hour of resistance, the three thousand Goryeo troops stationed in Yizhou exploded the city gate by a Qing army commando tied with gunpowder. The guards abandoned the army and fled in horror. The remaining soldiers simply surrendered and handed over a large number of arms, including the eighteen cannons, to the Qing army.
Immediately afterwards, the Qing army built a floating bridge on the river near Yizhou. The subsequent troops, including a cavalry brigade, continued to enter Goryeo, and swept across the northern part of Goryeo in less than three days.
When Yang Feng learned the news, their cavalry had even reached the Qingchuan River. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!