Yue Fei rushed towards the large slab boat at full speed. Although the Korean slab boat was a sailboat and Yue Fei was purely sail-powered, the thick and short hull of the slab boat determined that the speed would not be fast, and the sails of the slab boat were very small.

People can row with all their strength, but the short and wide hull increases the speed of the ship, and the water resistance is very high. Even if the North Korean sailors on the ship row with all their strength, the maximum speed is only seven knots.

Yue Fei quickly caught up with the large slab boat, and the two ships ran side by side, with the distance between the two sides being only about 500 steps.

"Fire!" Park Xingtong shouted anxiously.

The eight nine-pound red cannons on the port side of the Panwu ship opened fire, and the ship shape spewed out a ball of fire, and the white smoke rose from the Panwu ship, and the whistling shells hit the Yue Fei.

Five of the eight nine-pound shells fell into the sea, causing a burst of water columns to soar. Three shells hit Yue Fei, but the nine-pound shells hit Yue Fei's solid composite shipboard, leaving only a few pits. Then the shells bounced into the sea and splashed a huge splash of water. The unscathed Yue Fei turned slightly and quickly approached the boardwalk in a cutting-in way.

The two sides gradually approached four hundred steps, three hundred steps, and two hundred steps. When the two sides were only 150 steps away, Zheng Sen gave an order: "Fire!"

Sixteen sixty-four-pound short-barrel cannons on the starboard side were lit one after another. With a dull roar, sixteen grape bullets spewed out of the muzzle of the sixty-four-pound short-barrel cannon. The grape bullets that were out of the bore immediately dissipated and turned into a heavy rain, splashing towards the upper deck of the boardhouse.

Sixteen grapes flew out of the muzzle, and thousands of iron beads and stones sprayed towards the upper deck of the boardhouse like rainstorm. Looking from the rudder of the Yuefei, I saw a bloody storm rising from the upper deck of the enemy ship. I could only hear screams. The Koreans and Manchus were shot and sprayed with blood mist on their bodies, covering their wounds and screaming.

A Goshha, wearing red cotton armor, fell into a pool of blood, and his head was gone. It was a masterpiece of a pebbles the size of an egg. The pebbles hit Goshha's head and knocked away the lightning rod helmet on his head. The whole head was shattered, and brain matter and dirty blood flowed all over the deck.

The command tower of the platy boat was also hit by heavy rain grape bombs. The guardrail of the command tower was full of holes, and several corpses were lying on the deck inside the command tower.

Park Xingtong, who was lying on the ground, stood up from the deck and looked around tremblingly. She saw that no one in the command tower stood up except himself, and all fell in a pool of blood.

"Prince! Prince!" Park Xingtong shouted anxiously.

But no one answered him. Park Xingtong lowered his head and saw a man lying on his feet with red cotton armor wearing red copper and iron leaf armor. The golden helmet on his head had long disappeared. The man was lying on the ground, with only a small braid with rat tail hanging on his hair on the back of his head.

The man was lying on the ground motionless, with a large pool of blood under his body, and the blood was still oozing out, dyeing a large deck under him red.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Park Xingtong quickly turned the man over and saw that the man was Prince Shuosai. There was a bowl-sized Dong on his chest and abdomen. Blood blisters were oozing out of the blood hole. The internal organs and intestines could be seen in the blood hole in the abdomen. At this time, Shuosai had no breathing or heartbeat, and only his body was twitching.

Shuo Sai was already dead at this time, at the age of nineteen. This young and promising prince of the Qing Dynasty chased Li Zicheng at the age of fifteen, captured Nanjing at the age of sixteen, and captured Zhu Yousong at the age of twenty, and quelled the Jiang Yan Rebellion. But in this time, he was only nineteen, and was killed by a grape bomb.

"Prince, Prince, wake up!" Park Xingtong cried.

But Shuo Sai was already dead and it was impossible to answer him. A Manchurian **** died on his Korean flagship. This crime was so serious that Park Xingtong could not afford it.

As a general, the prince he wanted to protect was killed on the battlefield. This is called the crime of losing his vassal, and it would be executed by the whole family. Thinking of this, Park Xingtong was scared.

"Return at full speed!" Park Xingtong shouted.

However, the sailor who was driving the stern was killed by the grape bullet, and the body was pressed on the rudder, causing the slab boat to spin on the sea. Anxious Park Xingtong rushed down from the command tower, rushed to the rudder at the tail, pushed the body away, lifted the rudder himself, turned the rudder straight, and called on the paddlers in the bottom cabin to speed up.

Shuose is dead. The only thing Park Xingtong can do now is to send Shuose's body back to Tianjin. As long as he can escort the body back, perhaps he can reduce his guilt. The court will only kill himself and his family will not be implicated.

The Qing Dynasty's killing of the nine clans also inherited the Ming Dynasty's practice, killing men and leaving women. All males over 16 years old in the nine clans were killed. Men over 10 years old were castrated and sent to Shengjing Palace to be father-in-laws; gay men under 10 years old followed their mothers to Ningguta as slaves; all the female relatives in the family were given to Ningguta's armored people.

Thinking of his two beautiful daughters, one is twelve years old and the other is fourteen years old. If he goes to Ningguta, he doesn't know what he will be ravaged by those armored people, it will be worse than death.

The sailors on the open air deck on the upper deck of this slab boat were either dead or injured, and few people could still stand. The eighteen Goshhas in Shuosai were almost dead, and only three were still angry.

However, even if the three Goshhas returned alive, they would be beheaded. The Qing military rules stipulated that Goshha was the slave of the general and the princes. Once the master was killed on the battlefield and the slaves around him were not killed in battle, they would be executed after returning. Not only would the group be beheaded, but their family members would be in trouble and would be exiled to Ningguta.

Park Xingtong ordered someone to rescue the three Goshhas, and on the one hand, he asked someone to paddle the boat back to Tianjin as soon as possible.

But Zheng Sen would not let Park Xingtong go so easily. After a round of grape bombings, the guy in golden helmet and golden armor disappeared on the boardhouse boat. Then he heard a crying sound on the opposite boat. He estimated that the big fish must have killed the one just now. Since the big fish was killed, he must have brought his head back to ask for merit.

So Zheng Sen ordered that the Yue Fei follow the boat closely, and the twenty-four-pound cannon aimed at the artillery deck of the boat, and then ordered that his own boat be leaned up and prepare to jump on the boat and seize the boat.

Zheng Sen looked down on the slab boat of Goryeo, but the people and heads on the slab boat were valuable. Judging from the way he looked, there were two big fish on the boat, one was a whale and the other was a shark. The whale was killed by a grape bomb, and the shark was not dead yet.

Just let the boat lean up, capture the shark, and then cut off the whale's head, and this victory will be perfect.

The Yue Fei was running side by side with the North Korean slab boats, and the loaded 24-pound long-barrel cannon aimed at the artillery deck of the slab boats and fired violently.

“轰轰轰”二十四磅炮弹下冰雹一样砸向了板屋船的火炮甲板,炮弹撕开了木板,钻入船舱内,只听到船舱内一片惨叫声,板屋船的火炮甲板内尸体横陈,血流成河.
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