Chapter 43 Surrender
His shouts finally ended the battle.
Who else can be the ruby top? Isn’t that first-rank official in this battlefield? The Eight Banners elite soldiers who were struggling to support under the siege of the Ming army, who were twice as big as that of them, were suddenly depressed when they saw Shi Wenbing holding his braid in his hand. As the first one to put down the weapon, the rest all put down their weapons one after another. Some of them were crazy and still resisting were stabbed down by the Ming army bayonet.
The elite soldiers of the Thousand Eight Banners were wiped out in this way.
More than 400 people were beaten to death, more than 300 surrendered, and the rest were injured, but it was obvious that the Ming army was not going to be captured. Those who were not injured could be kept as hard labor. Who would want such injured people? Both battalion commanders shook their subordinates in a tacit understanding. Then the soldiers carrying rifles searched on the battlefield. When they met the injured Qing army, they stabbed a bayonet in their chests, and the surrendered ones trembled and knelt on the side, and no one dared to say anything more.
After cleaning up the battlefield, Feng Zhen left a sentry soldier to escort the prisoners to Zhoushan, and also took Shi Wenbing's head and official hat with him, so that the people of Zhoushan could see what the Eight Banners elite soldiers were. You must know that this is an invincible existence in legend. I guess after seeing these people, no one will be afraid of them anymore. As for the casualties of the Ming army to be temporarily handed over to the people of Zhanmao behind, in fact, there were only dozens of casualties in total, all of which were injured and killed in hand-to-hand combat.
Yes, but even in hand-to-hand combat, the Qing army suffered far more casualties than the Ming army. It has to be said that the Eight Banners at this time had really begun to be destroyed. After notifying Zhoushan, these people just arranged a cart to pull them back. He and Du You led the remaining subordinates to continue to advance towards Luomen Port. After arriving outside the range of the Dutch naval guns at sea, they stopped and waited for the field artillery battalion behind. Not long after, the latter also arrived, and then chose a suitable position to set up the eighteen twelve-pound cannons.
Mok at the sea watched this scene speechlessly with a telescope.
Although he had considered that the Tatar general would probably be defeated, the speed of defeat was too fast. He had just disappeared from his sight for less than two hours. When he came again, it was replaced by the Ming army. Are they here to fight or commit suicide? If this is the most elite army of the Tatars, then he is really curious now how they conquered this huge country half a century ago?
Since the Qing army was defeated, he had no meaning to continue fighting, so the guy ordered the fleet to retreat.
However, at this time he realized that he could not leave.
"Ming Fleet!"
With a series of panic shouts, countless white sails appeared from the sea to the south.
“There are also here!”
Amid the shouts of a sailor, on the sea to the east, a large area of white sails also appeared.
They were surrounded.
From the south were Zheng Jian and Boss Ma. After they met, Xu Jiugong was so scared that he ran away immediately. Then they walked around the Shen family's door and rushed over.
Yang Feng came from the east. He had just defeated the Fujian Navy to only less than ten warships left, and he received a report from the Clippers sent by Zhoushan. After knowing that the Dutch fleet was forced back by Shenjiamen fortress and landed north, Yang Feng immediately led the fleet to bypass Putuoshan Island and blocked the Dutch fleet's retreat. Now Mok and his remaining nine warships were surrounded by more than 70 large and small warships of the Ming army, and were surrounded outside Luomen Port in an arc.
Moreover, the Ming army artillery on the shore was also on high alert, and as long as they approached the coast, they would be immediately shot as targets.
After hesitating, Mok decided to negotiate a settlement.
"Negotiation? You are not qualified to negotiate. You have only two options now, surrender or die."
Yang Feng sat on the Valkyrie's own throne and looked at him and said.
"Your Excellency, don't think that you can stop us by your boats."
Mok said proudly, and then looked at the Ming army warships on the sea with disdain. Indeed, the Ming army had only two warships that could match them, and they had nine. As for the remaining warships, although there were quite a large number, they were all small boats with a displacement of one or two hundred tons or even dozens of tons. The most were only equipped with a dozen guns, which was completely incomparable to his warships.
Of course, it is better not to fight if you can fight. After all, the Ming army's shells were too harsh, and he had a deep impression of this.
"You can try it."
Yang Feng said absent-mindedly.
He was indeed absent-minded. This guy was studying how to fight back. Kang Mazi had to slap him for a moment, and he had to slap him hard, making Brother Ma's eyes look like stars.
"Your Excellency, I must remind you that it is best to think clearly about our identity."
Mok said threateningly.
"Your tama is finished. If you have the courage, you will come and beat me. If you don't have the courage, you will shut up and go back honestly to surrender. If you are the ones who can't make a fortune in Europe, aren't you just a group of poor people who can't make a fortune? Do you think you are the rich people sitting in the office in Rotterdam who are wearing wigs to sign checks? Do you think the Dutch government will pay for the East India Company's business? So what if the Dutch government is, I forgot to be beaten by Louis and almost destroyed my country?"
Yang Feng sprayed a lot of saliva like an explosion.
He was not worried about offending the Dutch. The Spanish throne was about to begin, so the Dutch had no time to care about him.
"Well?!"
Mok looked at him in a grievance.
He really didn't expect that this pirate leader from the far east knew everything.
"I repeat, now you have only two choices, either surrender or die. If you still dream of breaking through, then let the horse come over and I'll wait for you here."
Yang Feng said with a sneer.
Surrender is still difficult for Mok to accept. Although the current situation is not good for him, at least in his opinion, it is not yet at the point where he needs to surrender. After all, he still has hope in terms of pure strength comparison.
In this way, the two of them had a bad negotiation. Then Mok went back and ordered a breakout. Nine Dutch warships launched an attack towards Yang Feng in a fierce manner, but unfortunately they were beaten back soon. Even Yang Feng did not use high-tech such as rocket launchers and directly used naval guns to bombard him, sending a Dutch warship into the sea at the cost of losing a warship on his side.
Of course, it was mainly because he had no rockets at this time. Not only did he have no rockets, but there were not many grenades left. Not only were there on the ship, but he was no longer in the arsenal of the Grand Marshal's Mansion. This battle exhausted almost all his ammunition reserves, and at this time there were still a batch of bullets and a few hand grenades.
After the failure of the breakout, the Dutch held on for another three days, and finally had to raise the white flag and choose to surrender to the Ming army.
"Your Excellency, I hope you can give us a qualified treatment."
At the Valkyrie surrender ceremony, Mok handed his sword to Yang Feng with a sad face and said.
"Yes, I will treat you like a captured knight."
Yang Feng said with a smile.
Poor Mok did not understand what he meant. It was not until a few months later when the representative of the Dutch East India Company came to negotiate. As for the captured knights, it would definitely not be released without paying the ransom. Also, since they were captured knights, the ransom was naturally very high, because the Dutch East India Company was unwilling to pay such a huge sum of money. In the end, they had to work to pay off their debts and were entrusted to the coal mine in Keelung to be a coolie. These people were released and returned to China three years later, but fortunately, they had not received much treatment. After all, such a large animal was also needed by Yang Feng.
As for their ship, they were naturally accepted by Yang Dashui.
Among these nine armed merchant ships, there are five equipped with twenty-four guns, and the other four equipped with sixteen guns. There were not so many, but Guo Shenglong paid for it and temporarily purchased a batch from Macau. Such firepower is at most the level of gunboats in the European navy, and it is quite different from real naval warships, mainly because the thickness of the shell is much different.
In fact, if you come this time, you don’t need to have too many warships. If you have two third-level battleships, Yang Feng’s fleet has to kneel down. After all, his artillery is only eighteen pounds at the largest distance, and if you are far apart, you cannot penetrate the thick wooden boards of the battleship.
Of course, even if these nine ships were large warships for the Ming army, they would still have great potential for transformation in the future. At least it would be enough to bully Kang Mazi. At this time, he had already figured out how to retaliate against Ma Ge. The acquisition of these warships made his plan easier to implement.
With the surrender of the Dutch, the war completely ended, and the Ming army once again won a brilliant victory. Not only did they acquire nine large warships at once, the navy could finally form an ocean-going fleet, but they also completely eliminated the soldiers' fear of the Eight Banners elite soldiers and red-haired ghosts. Especially the former, the prisoners who walked through Zhoushan under the bayonet, and the Jingguan composed of hundreds of heads piled up on the docks that had been displayed for a day by Yang Feng's order, and the head with a ruby-topped official hat on the top. All of this destroyed the sand sculpture that destroyed the Eight Banners elite soldiers like a tide. This name that once made the entire Chinese land extremely fear collapsed.
"Master, what should I do if the captive Tartars?"
The old monk Yi Nian asked.
"Identify it. The Han army flagists and Mongolian army flagists are kept. In the future, Keelung will need enough coolies to start mining. Throwing these people over is considered waste utilization. As for the Manchu army flagists, find a cliff by the sea and escort them up to let the recruits practice bayonets, stab them to death and throw them to the sea to feed fish. This is also considered waste utilization."
Yang Feng said very simply.
"clear!"
The old monk said with a grin, obviously he could not wait.
"Also, let me tell you that if you encounter such a situation in the future, just stab the man from the Eight Banners to death, and there is no need to leave any prisoners."
Chapter completed!