In the pioneering places of Bengang, many respected Han people were gathered together, and they looked melancholy.

The commander of the mountain camp has already spoken that in the next month, the Fu Liao army will wipe out the remaining pirate Zheng Zhihu's troops who remained near Bengang, and issued a three-day restriction order, requiring young and strong people who joined Zheng Zhihu's troops to resist to withdraw from the pirate army, otherwise they will be regarded as pirates and wiped out.

"The Liao army finally showed its sharp fangs. If they were allowed to destroy the Zheng Er family, they would no longer have any concerns and would turn against each other! Why are they so friendly to us now and not rob us or occupy us? It is because the second family brought our two thousand young and strong men to the side and stared at us!" An old clan pestled with a crutch.

The sound of the crutch hitting the ground calmed everyone down.

"What Mr. Wu said was that back then, Captain Yan and Captain Li led us here to pioneer the land and gave us oxen and hoes so that we could survive. Just imagine, if the two leaders hadn't extended a helping hand to us in danger, how many people would have starved to death?" Another clan elder stood up and said.

"The most important thing in being a human being is faith. Confucius said that since ancient times, there has been death, and people cannot stand without faith. Without faith, what kind of people should be? "Some refugees who support the elders of the clan said.

"It's a big deal to lose your life! Your son, who is missing, follows Zheng Zhihu! My younger brother follows Zheng Zhihu. If he loses his life in the battle with the Fu Liao army, his family will become an orphan and widowed mother. Of course I will raise them, but what will happen then? The two of us can't afford to drink porridge!" A young man couldn't listen and stood up and said.

"Li Bo, are you talking to your elders? Everyone here is your uncle's generation, so you should pay attention to your tone!" Several clan elders said angrily.

"You are all my uncles, and I respect you too. But if you want to decide to resist the Restoration of Liao Army, let your direct children and grandchildren resist with us, and don't just let us ordinary juniors die." The young man said.

"You... are you talking all over, are you crazy?" The old tribesmen's face turned red when the young people said, and they couldn't take their faces off, so they had to swear their beards and stare at them.

Indeed, many of them were reluctant to let their descendants follow Zheng Zhihu, and they cherished the land they had obtained. Unless the Liao army had to use forced expropriation of land, they would truly rise up and resist.

"Indeed, it seems that Mr. Wu's three sons are still in the village. No wonder he is afraid. Anyway, the dead are not from his family."

"What should we do if we resist and endure the revival of the Liao army and slaughter the village against us? I heard that the people who revival of the Liao army are all crazy people, but now we are not doing it because we have not angered them yet."

The rest of the villagers whispered in private, obviously having differences.

"Everyone is quiet, quiet! This is the trap of the Liao army, in order to trigger our civil strife. "Some uncles who understand try to stop the quarrels, but the anxiety and suspicion are already like the seeds of weeds, spreading in the hearts of everyone.

While the villagers near Bengang were arguing, the battle that lasted for most of the day in Penghu was about to reach the end.

In the Penghu Sea in the eastern part of the Yizhou Strait, countless broken wood and wreckage of warships floated. There were more than 200 ships burned and sunk here, becoming the cemetery of warships! There were thousands of soldiers who died in battle, and the scale was so large that Zheng Zhilong, who was traversing the southeast coast, could not imagine.

"Boss, we have already lost, let's go quickly, we may have a chance to turn the tables when we return to Xiamen Bay!"

"All the family is here, what are you going to turn the tables? Let me go, I will die with the Restoration Army!"

Zheng Zhilong's eyes were red and he was almost dragged away by pirate generals such as Shi Daxuan. More than 300 ships, nearly 200 for fire attacks, and only more than 100 remaining warships could only leave in a hurry. The remaining warships were either sunk by the Fu Liao army or surrounded and captured by the Fu Liao army!

"Where are people...?" Fujian General Yu Zizao commanded the Ming Navy's warships to engage in a fierce battle with the Dazhao battleship.

His ship was suppressed by the artillery of the Dazhao sail battleship, and suffered heavy damage from hundreds of shells, almost falling apart! The elderly had to abandon the warship and lead the soldiers to climb the deck of the Dazhao, and finally killed the Dazhao.

However, what awaited them was the neat musketeers' cold muzzles.

Special forces such as the Guard Battalion, Mountain Battalion and other special forces were the first infantry units equipped with Dresses rifles, while the Navy was the second. The officers and soldiers on each battleship were equipped with 100 Dresses rifles, and the rest of the soldiers also had the old-fashioned 1777 French rifles, which did not give the Ming Navy a chance to fight in close combat at all!

Before the navy soldier on the deck pulled the musket, Yu Zizao released his hands reflexively, and his body seemed to have lost support, falling down to the vast sea...

Thump - Yu Zizhao fell into the sea, splashing many water. The turbulent sea water poured into his ears, making him unable to hear the sound of muskets sounded above.

His body was sinking to the bottom of the sea, and his heart also sank as his body sinks, becoming numb and cold.

Although he fell into the sea in a hurry and had no time to look at the situation of the Ming Navy, the term "Ming Navy" no longer exists in this world.

Five years ago, he led the Ming Navy to drive the Netherlands away from Penghu, but just two years later, the Ming Navy was rubbed on the ground by Zheng Zhihu's pirate coalition, and was defeated repeatedly in name only. This time it was an almost suicide attack, and Yu Zizao was ready to sacrifice.

My father, the Ming Navy was destroyed by my hands. Before the drowning Yu Zigao lost consciousness, he must have been talking about his late father Yu Dayou.

With the destruction of the Ming Navy, Zheng Zhilong's remaining troops left with more than ten remaining warships with tails and dusty faces. The Fu Liao army fleet began to clean up the battlefield. There were still many prisoners on the sea, waiting for rescue, waiting for rescue. It took a lot of time to capture these captured pirates and soldiers of the Ming Navy. There was no way. This time, there were as many as 20,000 people participating in the war, thousands of people died in battle, and nearly 10,000 people became prisoners, which may be as many as the crew of the Fu Liao army.

"This time we sank the ships we sank are difficult to count, but our data is very clear. We lost twelve small boats, five frigates, two supply ships, and two battleships were severely damaged... "The battle report was soon reported to Nelson.
Chapter completed!