The Fuso people's chassis sneak attack did not save the decline on the battlefield.

After the Tsarist Russians in the upper city formed a battle formation, these Fuso warriors were stabbed to death on the ground one after another.

At this time, even the store staff joined the fight.

The unyielding spirit of the Chinese people was vividly displayed at this moment.

At this moment, an injured soldier who fell to the ground suddenly pointed his hand in the direction of the harbor.

His movements were like talking in a dream, as if he was hallucinating before death.

"Reinforcements are coming. The golden flag is the golden flag..."

The golden flag flutters on the top of the mast. Against the backdrop of a white sail, it looks like a golden sun hanging on the clouds.

At this moment, there seemed to be a ray of light in the sky shining on the faces of the people on the top of the city.

"Reinforcements are coming, kill..." Zhang Quan had already picked up a musket with a bayonet from a dead soldier.

He shouted loudly, and everyone rushed towards the Tsarist Russians on the top of the city regardless of their own safety.

The lost courage was instantly replenished, and everyone's fighting spirit was high.

The Tsarist Russian fleet in the harbor had already taken the lead in attacking the privateer fleet.

Zhuo Yiqing set off from Haimen Port with his men.

The Privateer Fleet was separated from the Second Fleet and still retained the original dozen or so sailing warships.

The speed of the entire fleet is basically not compromised.

It's just that the six mosquito gunboats they brought need coal-fired supplies.

There was no supply port heading north from the Yangtze River Estuary. Zhuo Yiqing could only bring supply ships.

This slowed down the entire fleet.

When they arrived at Hakodate, they saw the scene in front of them.

Zhuo Yiqing immediately ordered preparations for war.

"Commander, there are a total of ten two-masted gunboats in the harbor. There are also a large number of troop carriers. However, the flag of the Ryukyu Pavilion is still there, and there seems to be a battle on the head." Lu Yi reported.

She still follows Zhuo Yiqing and goes on adventures at sea with Zhuo Yiqing.

"Surround the harbor and don't let a Russian warship escape," Zhuo Yiqing said.

She had clearly seen the situation on the battlefield. The Tsarist Russian warships were all small-tonnage gunboats, not even frigates.

It is really unreasonable for them to use such an old fleet to dominate Northeast Asia.

Zhuo Yiqing has ten frigates, six steam-armored gunboats and a dozen rocket boats.

The strength is enough to crush the opponent.

More than a dozen sail warships lined up outside the harbor, their black guns aimed at the Tsarist Russian warships in the harbor.

Then Zhuo Yiqing ordered the six gunboats to be released.

Although the six gunboats are not big in size, they are now offshore and the wind and waves are not strong, so they can finally use their full power to have fun.

These gunboats rushed forward like a pack of hounds that found their prey.

The armor of the mosquito gunboats is not very thick, but the opponents are only small sailing ships, and there is no way they can have large-caliber artillery on them.

"Oh my god, what the hell, where did this fleet come from?" On the two-masted gunboat Don, Captain Petrov stared with wide eyes at the huge fleet that suddenly appeared outside the bay.

In the Northeast Asia region, the fleet opposite can really be described as huge.

Except for two old-fashioned battleships parked in Temple Street and a few cruisers in the Far East, the rest of the Tsarist Russians were all small ships they built using local materials.

Those main warships were left on Temple Street, and they were also responsible for guarding ports such as Petropavlovsk on the Kamchatka Peninsula and Magadan in the Far East.

It was the old occupied territory of Tsarist Russia in the Far East.

"Raise the sails, full the rudder to starboard, and we will meet him." Petrov anxiously urged his sailors.

They made a mistake today by not sending out a warning patrol boat.

This cannot be blamed on them. Tsarist Russia's fleet was operating in Northeast Asia and had never encountered any decent opponent.

Their biggest enemies were the British and American whaling ships.

When the harvest was poor, these whaling ships would act as pirates and go to the Tsarist Russian strongholds along the coast in search of furs.

And they have been staying in this harbor for half a month, and not a single ship has appeared.

How could a huge fleet suddenly appear?

This is simply incredible.

Although the Tsarist Russians were panicked, they did not seem to be timid.

The sailing ships raised their sails one after another and faced the privateer fleet outside the harbor.

"No. 2, I will attack the sailboat on the right, and leave the one on the left to you." Jiang Xiaobo, the gunner of the No. 1 turret on the "Fu Geng" shouted from behind his mouth into the trumpet.

His voice will be transmitted along the pipe to the No. 2 turret, which is the main gun turret at the stern.

On the gunboat, only the two main guns at the bow and stern adopt independent turret structures.

The middle side side guns share the same gun bay.

"Shake, continue to shake clockwise..." Jiang Xiaobo directed the operator to adjust the direction of the artillery while aiming.

With the advent of gear transmission, artillery pieces of dozens of tons can be controlled by one person.

It's just that the speed is very slow, and the muscles on the arm of the operator bulge. Both hands shake the handle quickly.

Viewed from outside the turret, the muzzle of the artillery piece is moving slowly.

"Launch..." Jiang Xiaobo ordered.

Everyone turned around and bowed, blocking their ears at the same time.

After a burst of shaking inside the turret.

Jiang Xiaobo immediately lay down at the observation port to check the shooting results.

"Fuck...come again."

Obviously the shot did not hit the opponent.

Petrov was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat on the "Don".

A huge shell flew past the side of the "Don" and then exploded in the sea water.

The water column produced by the explosion was more than four meters high. The shock wave of the explosion caused his warship to shake even after tens of meters.

"This is definitely a huge cannon of over 200mm. God, this small boat is actually equipped with such a huge cannon."

Although Petrov is young, he has been working on battleships for a long time. He is a grassroots captain who started from a sailor step by step, which is rare in Tsarist Russia's fleet.

The steam battleship opposite looked not much bigger than their two-masted gunboat, but he was shocked by its steel shell and full steam power.

I didn't expect the opponent's artillery caliber to be so large.

"Fire..." Petrov also ordered the gunner on the deck.

"Bang, bang, bang..." The six cannons on one side of the Tsarist Russian warship fired in sequence.

It also failed to hit the mosquito gunboat traveling at high speed.

At this moment, there was a violent explosion not far away.

It turned out that a brigantine was hit by the main gun of the escort gunboat.

The powerful cannonball directly swept across the entire deck of the sailboat.

This shot not only broke the thick mast, but also detonated the gunpowder on the deck.

This sailing ship is considered scrapped.

Almost all the Tsarist Russian soldiers on the deck were killed. Only some sailors in the cabin survived. At this time, they rushed to the deck to put out the fire.

However, a few people could not save the ship, not to mention the mast was broken, the ship lost power, and it was just a living target on the outside.

Tsarist Russian warships rushed desperately toward the exit of the bay.

Colonel Nevelskoy is still on shore.

It happened so suddenly that he didn't have time to board the ship.

At this moment, he looked at his warships advancing like charging knights, but he couldn't be happy at all.

Because these knights were hitting someone's gun.

The hunt in the bay basically came to an end under the salvo of the main battleships of the privateer fleet.

The intensive salvos of ten frigates can block all warships trying to break through.

"Damn it, hasn't that castle been taken down yet?" Nevelskoy asked angrily.

"Your Excellency, Colonel, there are no more living people in the castle, but they seem to be still resisting." Orlov said helplessly.
To be continued...