Chapter 132 The Destruction of the Qing Army Fleet
Chapter 132 The destruction of the Qing fleet
Half an hour later, Liu Sheng took back the drone. Deng Fei immediately started the propeller and drove slowly towards the bay.
Zhao Xin and Zhao Liang came to the main deck, first adjusted the muzzles of the two D30s to the horizontal direction, and then they each mounted a "ZU-23" double-barreled anti-aircraft gun.
A dozen sailors squatted around the two anti-aircraft guns, with dozens of ammunition boxes filled with shells placed beside them. Next to each fort, four spare barrels were prepared. The "ZU-23" had a high rate of fire due to
High, so each barrel must be replaced in time after firing 100 rounds.
Jiuzang's three platoons also came to the deck. They all crouched and hid behind the sandbag wall, preparing to shoot the Qing troops on the wooden boats and on the beach during the attack.
After arranging everything, Zhao Xin raised his hand and looked at the time. It was six o'clock in ten minutes.
At this time, Deng Fei in the cockpit turned the steering wheel of the steering engine. The Thor's bow turned westward in the bay and stopped steadily on the sea five hundred meters away from the Qing fleet.
Due to the slow speed, there was nothing else except the sound of wind and waves.
Liu Sheng led three sailors who had been waiting for a long time to the bow of the ship. They first pulled up the anchor chain fixing pin at the bow, then pulled the pull rod to connect the motor and the anchor chain's transmission shaft; then they turned
A red turntable starts to release the anchor chain brake.
Ten seconds later, "Boom!" a metallic sound came from inside the bow of the ship; a sailor turned on the switch behind the motor, and with a huge "boom, boom, boom" sound, the huge anchor chain was slowly lowered into the sea.
After releasing a section of the anchor chain, Liu Sheng turned off the motor; the sailor in charge of the brakes quickly turned the turntable to tighten the released brake. After that, a sailor separated the motor and the transmission shaft of the anchor chain.
They were waiting for Deng Fei's order to anchor.
At this time, the whereabouts of the Thor could no longer be hidden, and the loud sound of the anchor chain's turntable alerted the Qing sailors on sentry duty on the wooden boat. In the faint morning light, the Qing sentries looked at the huge Thor not far away, dumbfounded, and beat their gongs.
The alarm was forgotten.
A few minutes later, Deng Fei shouted on the walkie-talkie: "Anchor down!"
The sailor in charge of braking quickly turned the turntable, and with several loud "caracara" sounds, the anchor chain began to slide rapidly. The billowing smoke and dust caused by rust during the friction were blown away by the sea breeze on the bow of the ship.
After more than ten seconds, the anchor chain quickly stopped sliding. The sailor in charge quickly tightened the brakes and pulled down a pull rod at the motor position to fix the anchor chain.
Liu Sheng had already run to an anti-aircraft gun and got into position, so that there were three anti-aircraft guns on the starboard side of the Thor facing the Qing army that could fire at the same time.
At this time, the Qing army's warships were already buzzing with gongs. In fact, there was no need for sentries to beat the gongs. The loud noise of the anchor chain's rapid sliding had awakened everyone on the beach; the Qing army camp two miles away also heard it.
"Quick! Go and report to the commander! Enemy ships are attacking!" shouted a Qing naval officer who responded quickly. He turned to other sailors and shouted: "Quick! Turn the muzzle of the gun quickly!
Get ready to fire!"
A dozen sailors rushed to the bow of the ship and began to push the two cannons with difficulty; other sailors ran to the cabin to take out the gunpowder barrels.
It's too late! Zhao Xin and the other two people on the Thor had already adjusted their direction and pressed the launch pedal almost at the same time.
"ZU-23" is said to be a cannon, but the sound when it is fired is like the sound of a giant typewriter. Zhao Xin pressed the pedal lightly, and at least five or six shells were released. The shell shells were thrown out quickly,
It clattered to the deck.
As red meteors spurted out from the muzzle, a ball of fire suddenly rose on several Qing army warships in the distance. Zhao Xin and the other three people put their eyes on the sights and grasped them tightly with both hands.
Hold the handle on the gun body and press the firing pedal continuously to fire.
I don’t know if it hit the gunpowder barrel, but a huge explosion suddenly occurred at the bow of a Qing warship. The shock wave generated by the explosion knocked two bronze cannons off the deck, and one fell into the sea.
The other door hit the deck of the warship next to it.
In the fire, except for the sailors who were on fire and jumped into the sea, the sailors at the stern were screaming and fleeing. Soon, as more than a dozen cannonballs hit the hull of the ship again, the fire and planks of the explosion were splashed.
In the middle, the entire boat was actually broken into two pieces and quickly sank to the bottom of the water.
At this time, the Pegasus rushed to the coast and several Batulu guards were stunned.
On the sea, streaks of red light shot out from the big white ship, and the roar of anti-aircraft gun fire echoed in the strait. On several warships with their backs to the sea, the sterns were smashed by shells; the sailors on the decks suffered heavy casualties, and the Qing Dynasty
The army had no time to fight back, and so far they haven't even fired a single shot.
After just a cup of tea, most of the Qing warships in the bay were ablaze.
Behind a huge rock not far from the shore, Fukang'an, who heard the news of the E people's attack, and a dozen personal guards were hiding here, observing with a monocular.
Looking at the big white ship in the distance, Fukang'an was shocked. He had never seen such a scene before and could not understand it at all.
"Is this the big ship of the Oros?!"
He noticed that this ship was different from the British or Dutch sailing ships he had seen in Guangzhou. It only had two white masts on the bow and poop; and there were no densely packed gun portholes on the ship.
.The location where the fire is spitting out is on the main deck.
But this cannon is too powerful! The sound is like thunder! If any of the warships he leads is hit, they will burst into flames!
"What kind of cannons are these?!"
At this time, several artillery shells suddenly struck, causing the huge rocks to burst into flames and scattering stone fragments. A very courageous guard took a look and saw that there was a large crater still emitting green smoke on the rocks facing the sea.
"Master! It's too dangerous here!" Several guards said one after another.
Fukangan put away the telescope with a shocked look on his face and muttered to himself: "How could this happen? How could this happen?"
"Master, withdraw!"
When several guards saw Fu Kang'an still talking to himself in a daze, they winked at each other, lifted Fu Kang'an up and retreated.
As soon as they helped Fukang'an onto his horse, they heard intensive gunshots coming from the mountains to the north and east of the military camp. The "bang bang bang bang" sound of shooting was continuous, like exploding beans!
Fukang'an, who was sitting on the horse, was shocked and shouted: "Oh no!"
This gunshot was definitely not from our own muskets. The matchlock guns equipped by the Qing army made a short sound when firing, and there was no such big movement at all.
Fukang'an shouted loudly, and quickly returned to the camp gate. He saw the Eight Banners knights in the camp lying on the ground, hiding behind obstacles. The bodies of dozens of Han army shotgun soldiers fell on the ground inside the camp.
On the open ground.
"Commander! Come down quickly! It's dangerous!"
A familiar voice came from beside him. Before Fukangan had time to see who it was, he was pulled off the horse by the man and fell to the point where he was dizzy. Before he could recover, there was a "crackling" sound. A burst of gunfire rang out, and a dozen guards behind him were shot and fell from their horses.
When the man dragged him behind a gun truck, Fukangan saw clearly that it was Hailancha.
"What's going on?!" Fukangan shouted.
Hailancha's head was covered with grass clippings, and his face was scratched by something. A long gash as wide as a finger was opened in the flesh, and blood was flowing.
"We were attacked by a sneak attack!" Hailancha was breathing heavily, ignoring the blood dripping from his face. He looked around for a moment before continuing: "I felt something was wrong when the strikers didn't come back this morning. I was thinking about sending more men, but something happened in the south. You asked me to send shotgun soldiers there, but as soon as they started to gather, the thieves started firing cannons.
Commander! Something is wrong! I, Lao Hai, have been fighting for so many years and have been to the Burmese camp, but I have never seen such dense musket fire! With this method of fighting, how many musketeers they must have!"
Fukang'an smiled bitterly and said: "It's useless to move there, we can't hit it at all. The E people's big ship is more than a mile away at sea, and even our cannons can't reach it."
"Then you can't just get beaten like this!"
Fukang'an cursed fiercely, and then said to Hai Lancha with a fierce look: "Hai Gong, we will fight for anything we say! Even if we lose, we still have to know the depth of the thief!"
Hailancha wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve and whispered: "Let the shotgun soldiers attract the opponent's firepower first, and I will lead five hundred people to circle up from the south!"
"Hai Gong! Success or failure depends on this! You go gather the people, and I will organize the shotgun soldiers and artillery to counterattack!"
Hailancha said fiercely to a guard next to him who was shot in the arm: "I leave the commander to you! If I lose, you can take the commander and flee to the mountains to the west! Remember to take a few Kurkaqi with you. Hunters, they know the way!"
The guard gritted his teeth to hold back the pain of the wound, and replied resolutely: "Junmen, don't worry!"
Hailancha nodded and grinned at Fukangan: "Commander, I'm leaving!"
Looking at the opponent's retreating back, Fukang An's head felt hot, but his throat was tight and he couldn't say a word. He boasted that he had been fighting for many years without a single defeat. Who knew that such a person would be killed in the bitter cold outside the pass? Big fall! I don’t know what kind of words will be spread among the government and the public in the future.
Thinking that when his father was still alive, he had reprimanded him for being a fast-paced and talkative "Zhao Kuo", Fukang'an felt regretful and ashamed. If he had known that after getting off the ship yesterday, he should have ignored the exhaustion of the entire army and attacked the bandit's station! How careless!
The blood of royal family members surged through his body, and his proud background meant that he could never hide like a coward!
Thinking of this, Fukangan reached out to touch the sword at his waist, but it was in vain. He didn't care to look for it anymore, turned around and took out the sword from the injured guard's waist; then he stood up suddenly and ran quickly , while raising his sword and shouting: "Soldiers! The thieves' firepower cannot last long. Organize a counterattack immediately. Charge with me!"
When the Qing troops, who were hiding behind various obstacles with their heads in their hands, saw their coach like this, their blood boiled with excitement, and they rushed out with weapons and yelled, covering Fukang'an.
"Commander! I obey your orders!"
"Commander! How do you think we should fight?!"
Fukang'an pointed the long knife in his hand and ordered: "Concentrate all the artillery to bombard the thieves to the east! The shotgun soldiers get close and shoot the thieves on the hillside to the north, covering the charge of the armored soldiers! Let's fight the thieves in close combat!"
"I will obey the general's order!" All the assistant leaders and subordinate leaders responded loudly, and they all called their men to prepare.
On the hillside to the east of the Qing camp, Wang Yuanfang led two companies to guard here; to the north were the other two companies led by Wu Siyu. They walked very hard on the mountain road that night, and more than a dozen soldiers had their feet sprained, and there were
Two soldiers suffered broken foot bones. In the end, Wang Yuanfang had to send Hengji and a few soldiers to send the wounded back the same way.
When they finally arrived at the attack position, it was already past six o'clock. Hearing the sound of artillery and explosions coming from the south, Wang Yuanfang did not bother to let his soldiers repair, and immediately ordered to aim at the Qing army camp and start shooting.
In a hurry, these soldiers who had been driving for half a night in the mountains and forests were tired and thirsty. After hearing the order from their superiors, they quickly loaded their bullets, raised their guns and fired randomly at the Qing soldiers' camp. As a result, they fired for a long time without firing.
How many Qing troops died, Wang Yuanfang, who was observing through the telescope, was so angry that he almost died!
He immediately called a messenger and ordered: "Tell Huji! Tell the soldiers not to be impatient, and take aim before hitting!" After saying that, he went to another company commander, Sheng Haizhou, and gave the same explanation.
After a while, the firing speed on the position obviously slowed down. The soldiers raised their guns to look for the target, took aim, and then gently pulled the trigger.
Through the telescope, Wang Yuanfang suddenly saw a thin, fair-looking man running out with a knife in his hand. Just when he was about to order the soldiers around him to shoot, the thin man dodged and disappeared behind a large tent. Wang Yuanfang went back and forth.
After searching for a long time, I didn't see it, so I stopped paying attention to it.