Gao Han couldn't hear anything in his ears, and there was a white mist in front of him. He knew that the enemy ship was right ahead, and the bloody mess behind him told him that maybe, in the next moment, he himself would be a pile in the bloody mess.
But strangely, he was not afraid at all, even though just now, he saw with his own eyes the upper half of Xiao Qi who was shouting at him, and suddenly burst open in front of him, and he was covered in blood and flesh.
Face.
He was the only one left on the gun emplacement. His duty was to clean up the residue from the gun barrel after firing, then get out of the way and let the people behind him stuff the projectiles into the gun barrel, and then fill the gunpowder into the gunpowder, and then
Then, he just covered his ears and watched the gunner light the fire, but obviously, these jobs were now his.
The barrel was slightly hot, but not to the point where it would cause blisters on his skin. After all, he had just fired one shot. He even dared to press his body against the barrel and use the wooden stick tied with a cloth strip for cleaning.
He was pulled out of the barrel of the cannon. He didn't realize at all that his movements were very fast, far exceeding his usual training speed. He was surrounded by busy figures, everyone racing against time.
Above his head, a broken mast was slowly falling downwards. Several tight hemp ropes on the mast were making a last-ditch effort to prevent the mast from falling all at once.
It fell down and hit the busy figures on the deck.
He didn't care about this at all.
The mast might smash him to death, or it might smash others to death, but no one would die in a war. Although this way of death might be a bit cruel, but the Lord of Hell has posted a message, no one would dare not die.
He wanted to die with dignity, whether he was crushed to death, bombarded to death, or even drowned in the sea, as long as he could shoot out the cannon in his hand, then his death would be worth it.
Gao Han is from Quanzhou, and there are not many Quanzhou people in the navy. Who knows that Quanzhou has developed maritime affairs? As long as those who have been on a ship and have gone to sea, even if they really can't survive, they can go to the place where the navy recruits soldiers.
People will also rush to get it.
A few days ago, when General Xu was giving a lecture, he knew that this trip was probably a bit mysterious. There was no reason to pay three months' pay before the war started. All the veterans in the navy used this pay.
Money, settled the family, etc., silver
He didn't have much money, and ordinary soldiers were six taels each. For a family, this little money really couldn't do much in Quanzhou. But he was alone, and this money was enough for him to hang out at the secret door called Xiaocui in the north of the city.
It's been ten days.
It's a pity that he doesn't have that much time. Even if he takes turns to take vacations, he only has two days. In these two days, he has tortured Xiaocui, a little fairy, to death. When he left,
, he left all his money to her. If he gets on the ship this time, he will either die or come back.
Come on, if you are lucky enough to come back, Gao Han will have to gain some military exploits by sinking an enemy ship and get a reward of 3,000 taels of silver. Even if everyone on the ship shares it equally, it won't be more than dozens of taels per person! By then,
, who cares about these few taels of silver? With this money, he can directly marry Xiaocui home.
Putting the projectiles in his hand into the gun barrel, he ran towards the gun position behind him. The mast above his head was finally smashed down. He paused slightly and found that he was intact. He lowered his head, opened the box, and took out the early morning gun.
Just put the gunpowder bag wrapped in oil paper into the medicine tank, and then pound it tightly with a wooden stick.
No, it seems like two packs are to be put in. He carefully recalled how the gap-toothed guy put the medicine packs every time. However, at this time, his mind was a little confused. When he practiced on weekdays, he only thought about himself.
On this trip, I didn't really pay attention to whether the guy with big teeth put one bag or two bags of gunpowder.
No matter, just two packs! He took out another pack from the box, put it into the medicine tank, and put the fuse in! Torch, where did the torch go? He looked around for the torch used to fire the cannon.
But no trace could be found.
Huo Zhezi, there must be Huo Zhezi in Dahaoya. He didn't see the torch, and his eyes fell on the dead Dahaoya. Dahaoya had round eyes, a big hole in his chest, and a piece of wood that didn't know where it came from.
, nailed him from the gun emplacement to the deck, and at this moment, the wooden strips exposed on his chest were burning.
"You are lucky enough to be dead. You are much better than the boss!"
He tore off his somewhat messy uniform, lit it on the wooden bar, and sent the flame to the fuse without any delay.
"This shot belongs to both of us, no, to our Xiao Qi. Everyone is dead. Look at Xiao Gao and I will vent my anger for everyone!"
The fuse was burning, and he sat down. At this time, he felt sore all over his body. He even took the time to look at another gun emplacement more than ten steps away. Damn, there seemed to be someone there just now.
, are all dead now.
The cannons of these red-haired ghosts are really powerful! He smiled bitterly and looked behind him again. The general flag was no longer there. The corpses of the brothers who were crouching in the second and third armors behind were everywhere.
When the war started, the sailors who were busy running around disappeared now. In such a huge ship, it seemed that he was the only living person left at this moment.
No, there should still be brothers alive, but I can't hear the moans of my injured brother.
The fuse was burning, and it was already halfway burned. He tilted his body slightly. This was because the ship was sinking. He felt some pain in his waist. He reached out and took out a handful. He held it in front of his eyes and saw that it was full of blood.
It was blood. He lowered his head and his vision was a little blurry. Is that green, warm mass around his waist his own intestines?
He's going to die!
He smiled slightly, how did he just realize that when did the stubborn red-haired ghost knock me down? Well, it must be the brothers who have fulfilled their wish and used his own hands to help them fire the last shot.
Woolen cloth!
He was in a daze. I must have been dead a long time ago. What was busy on the boat was just his own ghost! The wind blew gently in front of him, and he saw a piece of white, which was the shadow of the sail of the Western Yi people. The white
It's like clouds in the sky. It must be a cloudy day today. There are no white clouds in the sky. It would be interesting if my cannon could blast the sails of the Xiyi people into the sky and become clouds!
The lead was burning, and it was only a finger away from the medicine pool!
It’s so strange that I can hear sounds again with my ears. Who is singing? Is it my mother? When I was a child, my mother would hum songs like this when she hugged me. I haven’t heard it for many years! His eyelids changed.
Feeling heavy, he tried his best to open his eyes wide, trying to see whether his shot had been fired or not!
The fuse finally burned to the end, and a ball of flame burst out from the ship. The bright flame illuminated Gao Han's smiling face.
That frozen smiling face.
In the summer of the sixth year of Zhengde in the Ming Dynasty, the Fujian navy and the Xiyi fleet engaged in a battle in Quanzhou. In the first battle, the navy was at a disadvantage. There were more than ten vanguard warships, and only one or two were left.