Chapter 655: Offense and Defense on the Coast
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"Silly!" Zheng Zhiyuan was furious. He raised his leg and kicked the dejected Song Ming to the ground. He was still not satisfied. He picked up the helmet he placed on the table and raised his hand to smash it at Song Ming. Although Zhong Jing's face was unhesitant, he saw that Zheng Zhiyuan's helmet was as if it had been smashed, and if Song Ming did not dare to dodge, he would be injured. He immediately took a step forward, raised his hand and palm, and poked Zheng Zhiyuan's elbow. Zheng Zhiyuan's entire wrist was numb, and the iron helmet immediately fell off his hand. Zhong Jing copied it and took the iron helmet into his hand and placed it gently on the table.
"General Zheng calmed down his anger. Song Ming was eager to make contributions and kill the enemy. Although he had made mistakes, he was not unforgivable."
Zheng Zhiyuan looked at Zhong Jing in surprise. Didn’t Zhong Jing lose his martial arts skills? Why did the power in his hand disappear completely with just a light poke?
Zhong Jing understood the doubt in Zheng Zhiyuan's eyes and smiled and said, "It's just a little trick. Although Zhong Jing has no martial arts skills, these tricks can be used only with the strength of ordinary people. General Zheng is a skill of fighting on the battlefield and fighting for his life with swords. Such little tricks are not a good place."
Zheng Zhiyuan laughed, "There can be a small trick to solve big problems! Can General Zhong teach me such skills when he has time?"
Zhong Jing smiled, "As long as General Zheng is interested, we can compete at any time!"
Zheng Zhiyuan turned around and looked at Song Ming, "Get out, if General Zhong hadn't pleaded for you, today I would have beaten your mother to recognize you, a bastard, and a few broken boats, and I had a thousand-item warship and dozens of brothers' lives. You have lost all your previous military achievements and will be written off. If you make another mistake, take off your general uniform and become a soldier."
"Thank you General Zheng, thank you General Zhong!" Song Ming got up, thanked them repeatedly, and ran out of the cabin.
Last night in Yangjiao Bay, more than 30 small fishing boats remaining in Zuo Fu were sunk nearly twenty. On the Dingzhou Navy, the stranded Thousand-Fire Battleship was burned. After repelling Zuo Fu, the Dingzhou sailors tried their best to rescue the eight-niu crossbow, catapult and other heavy weapons on the ship, and then they could only watch the warship slowly burned and sank.
This exchange ratio made Zheng Zhiyuan very angry.
At this time, in the three directions of the seaport area controlled by the Dingzhou Navy, the opponent had assembled a large number of troops, with a population of tens of thousands. According to previous information, it can be expected that more troops would gather here, which puts huge pressure on the Dingzhou Navy. Although most of the opposite side were not regular troops, and they were even farmers and fishermen carrying hoes and harpoons, they were tens of thousands of people, not tens of thousands of sheep. If the other party had a wise general to command, the Dingzhou Navy would face great difficulties in the future.
Zheng Zhiyuan had temporarily given up his intention to rush forward. He could use only 5,000 marines to fight on the ashore. Once he fell into the enemy's vast ocean, it would be a matter of whether he could come back. Besides, Zheng Zhiqiang took away another 1,500 marines, and at this time he had only 3,500 people left. Although he drew some of the people from the sailors and temporarily joined the Marines, he only expanded the landing combat troops to seven or eight thousand.
After receiving further instructions from Li Qing, Zheng Zhiyuan decided to use the positions in the port area and the strong support of the naval warships to effectively kill the enemy, and try to make the opponent retreat due to large-scale losses.
He knew that it would be only a matter of time before this army organized by his temporary blood courage would be destroyed after the blood was killed or after the brave bravery was killed. Perhaps at that time, it would be time for him to attack.
And the first phase of this war will be the most difficult phase.
On May 28th, the weather was very good. On the blue sky, white clouds were blooming, the sun was pouring, the sea breeze blew gently, the calm sea surface swept layer by layer, and the scales surged towards the coast from a distance, hitting the shore, making a crisp sound. Seabirds were flying freely on the sea surface, and from time to time, like arrows, penetrated directly into the water surface. When the bird's claws were gently grabbed in the water, fish, big or small, were lifted up in the air, and a series of water droplets fell in the air, penetrated by the light, turning into colorful pearls, falling down one after another.
Where the shore and sea connect, a turtle the size of a sea bowl crawled leisurely on the beach, leaving footprints along the way, and between the gravels, and the crabs of fists shuttled back and forth. A water bird fell down and walked to the slow turtle with elegant steps, stretched out its long beak and hit the thick turtle shell. The black shell's head shrank back and quietly lay on the beach. The sound of the clattering bird beak hitting the turtle shell was particularly clear.
Quiet, there is a strange tranquility between heaven and earth.
Dong, Dongdong!
A monotonous drum sounded suddenly between the sky and the earth. The water bird sprinting towards the sea drew a beautiful arc and flew up high again, hovering back and forth. The water bird who was struggling to hit the turtle shell suddenly raised its head and turned its head to the direction where the sound came. The busy crab among the gravel suddenly stopped.
Dong, Dongdong!
The drum sounds still sounded again and again, gradually, there were big drums on ten sides and big drums on hundreds of sides, and the sound was pounding at the same time, which shocked the nine nights.
The birds circling on the sea immediately shook their wings away, and the water birds that hit the turtle shells also soared into the air. The slow turtle immediately poked out his head and turned around and ran towards the sea as fast as he could. The crabs between the gravels also moved, looking for the gaps in the stones that could cover their bodies and trying to stuff their bodies in.
It seemed that the world suddenly became boiling.
"Protect my home and move forward! Protect my wife and children and move forward!"
A roar came out from the mouths of thousands of people, and people all over the mountains and fields were walking towards the line of defense step by step. These people were not soldiers just looking at their appearance. They were dressed in various clothes, some holding big swords, some holding spears, and some just holding hoes and harpoons. They rushed up without fear.
At first they still maintained a certain formation, and as they started running, they became disorganized. Some places were dense, some were sparse, and some even disconnected from front to back.
The only thing they have in common is that they have a firm look on their faces.
Tang Hu held his two swords and frowned, looking at the opponent who was gradually approaching the line of defense. "See he was alive, these are all ordinary people, why did they come? Isn't this seeking death?" Looking at the faces of old or young, Tang Hu's hand trembled slightly.
He turned his head and looked at the *** Yun anchored in the harbor, where Zheng Zhiyuan's command center was set up. On the command deck of the hu Yun, two people stood on the side of the ship, which were Zheng Zhiyuan and Zhong Jing.
The high towers of the Izumo can clearly see the situation opposite. Zheng Zhiyuan's eyes flashed with a cold light, "You can do this kind of thing. After we take this place, I will come up with someone who is paying attention to me. I will cut him into pieces."
Zhong Jing also frowned slightly, "The two armies are in every way to fight against each other. General Zheng, maybe in their eyes, we are all hateful invaders. Is there any other way? Once the war begins, it will be a massacre! Maybe we can withdraw from the defense line, retreat to the sea, and think of other ways."
Zheng Zhiyuan looked at Zhong Jing in surprise. This was a famous ruthless character in the investigation department. Why did he suddenly feel compassionate? "This is impossible. The arrow is on the string and he has to be fired. As long as he launches an attack on my defense line, he is our enemy. Not to mention retreating to the sea, he can't even take a step back. The Dingzhou army has never been coerced."
"General, enter the range of the catapult!" Looking up the tower high, the guard shouted loudly.
"Start!" Zheng Zhiyuan raised his arm high and fell down fiercely.
The sound of collapse sounded, and dozens of stone scattered machines on the Chaochen Roar ejected stone bombs at the same time. The whistling stone bombs passed through the sky, crossed the harbor defense line, and smashed heavily among the running crowd. Zheng Zhiyuan clearly saw someone flying away from a distance. In the air, bright red blood spilled down like raindrops. The stone bomb fell to the ground, bounced up, smashed down the second person, landed on the ground, bounced up again, rolled all the way, forming a bloody road.
With the fire of the Izumo, all the warships in the harbor were launched at the same time. The stone bombs that covered the sky and the sun blocked the sun blocked the sun, forming a large shadow on the ground, falling among the crowds all over the mountains, and pouring dense formations out of large blank spaces.
When the warships fired in the harbor, the Eight Niu Crossbows on the defense line also ringed at the same time. The unique scream of the four Eight Niu Crossbows could not be covered even on the battlefield where the sound of killing sounds was too dense. The crossbowmen did not even need to aim, just put on the crossbow and fired the machine. Each crossbow arrow would always string the people on the opposite side into a string. One crossbow would be out, and several lives would be caused.
"Roar forward, rush forward!" A Taiwan officer shouted at the top of his lungs, "If we move forward another hundred meters, the catapult will not hit us!"
The attackers heard the roar of the officers, which made them see hope in despair. They desperately bury their heads and run forward, one hundred meters, which is the boundary between life and death.
Seeing that the enemy in the front team had gradually escaped from the attack range of the catapult, Zheng Zheng on the Izumo smiled coldly and made a gesture to the signal soldiers on the mast. As a series of flags were launched, some warships immediately started anchoring and retreated. After withdrawing from a certain distance, the catapult fired again, covering the opponent who had just entered the dead corner.
Song Ming was leaning on a cooked copper stick in his hand, which was his weapon, staring at the enemy rushing towards him. Zheng Zhiqiang led the team away, and Tang Hu was another general who only killed people and did not care about command. The highest command of the coastal defense line was fully commanded by him.
Seeing the enemy falling down, he shook his head, "Damn, this is not a war, this is a massacre. These idiots, without the suppression and attack of process weapons, this kind of attack is completely self-destructive. First-grade bow, prepare!"
Although he spoke merciful words in his mouth, he did not feel pity in his heart. Seeing that a group of enemies had completely escaped from the range of the catapult on the ship and entered a blind spot, he immediately issued an order.
"Forty-five degrees, projectile!"
Chapter completed!