In the middle of the sea, there were not only the drowned soldiers of the navy, but also the Spanish soldiers who fell into the water. However, as the ironclad ships slowly advanced and the Spanish fleet withdrew from the battlefield, there was no suspense about the struggling Spanish soldiers left on the battlefield.
They became prisoners.
To say they were prisoners meant to be a bit flattering to them. At least, the officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty Navy who were ordered to search for their drowned soldiers did not want to capture them at all. There was a huge whirlpool created when they just escaped from the sinking ship, and they were exhausted.
The soldiers who were exhausted saw a ship approaching and swam over in a hurry. However, most of the people who greeted them were the cold oars. Some of them didn't know whether to live or die and tried to climb on the side of the ship.
Swords, spears, etc. came down in a flash. When dealing with these guys, Ming's soldiers were not at all soft-hearted. If it weren't for the urgent need to search and rescue their brothers at this moment, it would not be worth wasting time for them. They would slowly and leisurely kill these enemies.
is possible.
Finally, an order came from the armored ship, and two ships were specially sent to fish these drowned chickens out of the water. The Spanish guards who participated in the battle knew the value of these prisoners, and let them drown or simply be killed out of venting their anger.
They can't do torture and killing. Perhaps, as former compatriots, this is the only care they can give these Spanish soldiers!
When Qian Wubing rushed to the city, many civilian ships had already spontaneously headed towards the sea area where the battle had just taken place. They were also going to rescue the officers and soldiers who fell into the water. They did not need the mobilization of the government or the public shouting everywhere. In the hearts of the people,
It has its own scale!
"A great victory, a great victory!"
The prefect of Quanzhou, a middle-aged man in his forties, was delighted when he saw Qian Wubing walking into the lobby of the prefect's office: "The navy has won a great victory, and the Western barbarians have been defeated.
It’s a must!”
Seeing that Qian Wubing's face didn't look good, he hurriedly added: "Commander Qian is not afraid of stray arrows. He will take command from his command. I will definitely report the truth to the court!"
Qian Wubing sighed slightly. At this time, he really couldn't argue with the prefect.
"Are the doctors and medical clinics in the city ready? Don't wait until the injured soldiers, who did not die for the court on the battlefield, return to the city, only to die because of ineffective treatment!"
"It has been prepared for a long time!" The prefect nodded, "Not only these, but also the drinks and food for the army are ready, waiting for General Xu to lead the soldiers in triumph!"
"The Xiyi are still watching, how can they make a triumphant return!" Qian Wubing frowned: "Have people prepare these things and send a ship to send them over. At this time, we must not relax!"
While he was talking, the first batch of soldiers rescued from the sea had already been carried into the city with everyone shouting. The Quanzhou magistrate did not lie. The doctors in various medical clinics were waiting for him at this moment.
These soldiers, as soon as they returned to the city, they were carried directly to the hospital for treatment. The soldiers in the city did their best to maintain order and prevent the overly enthusiastic people from being treated.
Their enthusiasm blocked the road and delayed treatment.
"This battle can't be considered a great victory!" Qian Wubing looked at the chaos and order, and said to the Quanzhou prefect: "I would like to ask the Quanzhou Prefecture to truthfully write down a charter regarding the situation of this battle. Tomorrow I will
I am going to Fuzhou to see the Commander-in-Chief!"
The prefect of Quanzhou pondered for a moment. Qian Wubing did not say what he was going to do. However, the prefect of Quanzhou instinctively thought that this was Qian Wubing who wanted to launch an army to investigate. People said that this was not a great victory, so naturally the general who led the army would be held accountable.
He must be thinking of General Xu, and he is afraid that he might be in some trouble. What does Qian Wubing do? He is the big boss of Jin Yiwei. Isn’t Jin Yiwei just doing these unpopular things? This was sent to his door.
The handle, can he give it up?
After finally seeing the Jinyiwei people, they became enthusiastic and focused on the overall situation. The war just stopped, and these Jinyiwei returned to their old ways.
"Actually, the brothers of the Navy have tried their best!" He hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Although the losses were a bit larger, we have successfully repelled the Xiyi. Commander Qian, can you give Quanzhou
Everyone in the house is saving face, raise your hands!"
As if he was afraid that Qian Wubing would not agree, he whispered again: "Qian commanded the fleet and their heroic performance in this battle. The navy and Quanzhou Prefecture will definitely report it to the court truthfully!"
Qian Wubing ignored him, raised his head, and asked again: "Commander of the Fujian Navy, I remember his surname is Wang, is he also in Fuzhou now?"
The prefect of Quanzhou felt his heart skip a beat and felt even worse. He was trying to make things bigger. Could it be that General Xu Shen was too small to be on the stage? This Jin Yiwei was planning to point his sword at the Navy Commander.
Soldiers? In this battle, the navy lost so many ships and manpower, and its strength will definitely be much worse than before. When the time comes, once your Jinyiwei's warships are gone, I, Quanzhou, will still have to rely on these naval forces. No, I can't let it.
Your harm is done.
Thinking of this, he had to give a slight reminder: "Commander Qian, this Commander Wang is a fellow villager of Mr. Zhang Ge. Even in normal times, the Commander-in-Chief is always polite when meeting Commander Wang. Today's battle is
, the navy tried its best and achieved success without fault, so why should Mr. Qian be so aggressive?"
"Huh?" Qian Wubing finally realized what the Quanzhou prefect meant by protecting the navy at every turn, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"Quanzhou Prefecture, what do you think I am going to Fuzhou for?" He shook his head: "In this battle, the Fujian Navy lost dozens of warships, and more than a thousand soldiers were killed or injured. If these Western barbarians, after a little reorganization, make a comeback, Quanzhou Prefecture will
, do you think the result will be like this if we fight again?"
He pointed outside, "The six armored ships outside at the moment are already the limit of the warships I can mobilize. If I want more warships, I can't get them. I can only ask the commander-in-chief and Commander Wang for them."
Got it!"
"Also, if I hadn't gone there in person, I'm afraid that some adults in Fuzhou City would be wary, and they might still think that these Xiyi are just like the Japanese pirates in the past, just raiding and plundering along our coast.
Just leave!" With a serious expression on his face, he said to the Quanzhou prefect: "The name of this Xiyi fleet is called the Spanish Kingdom Expedition Fleet. The meaning is very clear. They are not like Japanese pirates.
A little fight!"
The noise outside the door suddenly became quiet, and Qian Wubing's next words were like a bell echoing in the ears of the prefect of Quanzhou: "Quanzhou Prefecture, you must understand that this! Is! National! War!"