The man who led his troops to break through the Japanese defense was the famous navy general Huang Fei.
He is Huang Long's nephew.
Huang Long had no children, so he adopted him.
This future famous anti-Qing general was supposed to inherit his uncle's official title after Huang Long's death.
But now Huang Long is alive and well and has become a general in Xia's army, so Huang Fei came with him.
But unlike Huang Long, Huang Fei prefers the sea.
He joined the navy.
Relying on his family's martial arts and good cultural background, Huang Fei quickly stood out and became the captain of the Cangshan Ship.
In this battle, he was responsible for leading three other Cangshan ships and seven Centipede ships, and was the squadron leader of the fourth squadron.
From the beginning of the battle, Huang Fei did not rush into the battlefield, but led his troops to cruise behind.
His actions once aroused the suspicion of his subordinates, who believed that he was afraid of the enemy and was timid.
Fortunately, he usually has a high prestige in the army, so he suppresses different opinions.
Huang Fei knew better than anyone that their mission this time was not to eliminate many Japanese people, but to find the location of the main Japanese force.
Therefore, there is no point in fighting against Japan's small morning boats.
Like a cunning fox, he hid far behind and always paid attention to the situation on the battlefield.
When he saw that the No. 1 and No. 3 Squadrons were completely entangled with the Japanese, and the Japanese no longer had time to pay attention to them, Huang Fei knew that the opportunity he had been waiting for had come.
"Order all ships to hoist their sails, ignore the enemies they encounter on the road, and move forward at full speed."
The people below had been waiting impatiently for a long time. After receiving the order at this time, they were all very motivated. The eleven ships were like tourists on the battlefield, paying no attention to anything, and swooped towards the east along the gaps exposed by the Japanese.
It wasn't until they rushed over that the Japanese were shocked and realized that something was wrong.
The small boats in all directions abandoned the enemies in front of them and rushed towards the 4th Squadron. Apparently the Japanese had also received orders, and they must not let the Xia army discover where the main force was under any circumstances.
There are more and more Japanese people surrounding the Fourth Squadron, and some have already arrived.
"Ignore it and move on."
Huang Fei is determined and has only one goal in mind.
Under his insistence, everyone exerted 200% of their strength. Not only did the sails reach their full height, the sailors also shook the oars so much that they flew up.
But even so, the Japanese ships rushed from the left and right sides and quickly crashed into the formation of the fourth squadron.
"Squadron Captain, a ship is trapped."
Huang Fei turned around after hearing this, and happened to see a centipede boat that had been forced to stop by the Japanese, and then small morning boats from all directions surrounded it.
Seeing this scene, Huang Fei certainly knew what would happen to his comrades on the ship. But at this moment, he could only harden his heart.
"Go ahead and tell each ship who is entangled to fight on the spot. May you be lucky."
Seeing more and more Japanese people boarding the centipede ship, and vaguely seeing the people on the ship fighting desperately, all the Xia soldiers had tears in their eyes.
If possible, they really want to turn around and rescue their comrades immediately. But they understand better that the task is more important than Mount Tai.
They had no choice but to put away their tears, try their best to speed up the boat under their feet, and rush towards the eastern sea line.
Before he got very far, he heard an earth-shaking loud noise suddenly coming from behind.
A large cloud of black and red smoke rolled up on the sea with a violent wind-like explosion wave, sweeping away the centipede boat and the surrounding small morning boats.
Countless pieces of wood flew high into the sky and then fell to the sea, like a rain of wood.
Apparently, the Xia soldiers on the ship detonated the gunpowder at the last moment and chose to die with the Japanese.
The Fourth Squadron, which was struggling to move forward, could only silently raise its hands and salute at the place where its comrades died.
They still choose to move forward without hesitation.
The Japanese people's obstruction was also extremely crazy.
Not long after, another Cangshan boat was forced to stop.
The captain above looked at the crazy influx of Japanese people without any fear.
"Tell the squadron leader not to worry about us. We will definitely be able to hold off these Japanese pirates."
The messenger stood on the sentry tower and waved the flag for the last time towards the main force that was retreating away. Then he jumped down from the top, picked up his sword and fought side by side with his comrades.
Even though there are more and more enemies around, comrades fall one after another.
But a real man only needs to die. He serves his country loyally, so what’s the point of death?
The killing is crazy, and the smell of blood is enough to make people lose their minds.
I don’t know how long the fight lasted, but the only Xia soldiers still standing on the ship were the captain and the messenger.
Their bodies were also covered in scars, and they couldn't even stand if they didn't rely on each other.
But they still held their swords against the enemy, preparing for the final battle.
There were more Japanese dead around, and the corpses were piled on top of each other, showing how brilliant their victory was.
The Japanese people who were still alive were all furious and began to tighten the encirclement, preparing to cut them into pieces.
The Japanese sword was raised high, flashing with cold light, but it also reflected a black spot coming rapidly from a distance.
Then there was a sudden explosion at the feet of these people.
A good ship fell apart as soon as it was boarded, causing all the people on board to fall into the sea.
For a while, all kinds of screams could be heard endlessly.
However, these pitiful cries were not met with any mercy. One after another, the cannonballs smashed all the ships around to pieces.
The Japanese people who were showing off their power just now have all become struggling lambs in the sea.
Seeing the ship coming out at high speed in the distance, they waved desperately and wanted to ask for help. But when they saw the ship getting bigger and bigger in their eyes and crushing them overhead, they were completely desperate.
The ship that rushed over belonged to the third squadron.
When they saw the 4th Squadron breaking through the defense line and heading east, everyone understood their intention.
Xia Guojun showed a superb sense of teamwork at this moment.
All the squadrons began to attack desperately, trying desperately to block the Japanese's return reinforcements, just to buy time and space for the fourth squadron.
The fourth column was entangled in the ship and after a desperate fight, reinforcements arrived.
Because they didn't know what was going on on the ship, the Third Squadron couldn't make a careful inspection, so they could only wash the ground with artillery fire and sink their own ship and the Japanese's small morning boat.
When the sea area became completely quiet, the Third Squadron reduced the ship's speed and began to search for survivors on the sea.
"There is one over there, he is one of ours."
The messenger survived the catastrophe, fell into the water, grabbed a wooden board, and drifted on the sea.
After the fierce battle, his whole body was covered with wounds. Coupled with being soaked in the freezing seawater, his consciousness was already dizzy, and he might let go at any time and fall into the vast sea.
Fortunately, he was discovered by someone on the boat. Several people jumped off and rescued him with all their skills.
He vaguely felt that he was surrounded by familiar people, which made the messenger feel a little at ease.
"Where...where are the others?"
When he was unconscious, he was still thinking about his comrades.
But the others were speechless and fell into silence.
The messenger knew everything and shed tears silently.
He vowed to live well and carry the will of everyone on the ship with him.