Take the warehouse back to the end of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 299 The Power of the White Phosphorus Bomb
The 120mm mortar and the 40 fire also roared at the same time.

Countless shells of various kinds headed towards the gathered fleet like a violent storm.

Although a lot of shells fell into the sea, because of the dense number of shells, many shells still fell on these ships.

When the shell hit the wooden warship, the violent explosion instantly tore apart the vulnerable wooden warship one after another.

Some small warships were even blown to pieces by these shells in an instant, and the pirates on them were killed before they could react.

There was a strong smell of gunpowder smoke floating across the sea, and besides the smell of gunpowder smoke, there was also a faint smell of blood.

The sea fish under the sea surface were frightened by the explosions one after another and fled towards the deep sea.

The shell exploded on the sea surface, stirring up countless tall water columns.

Zheng Zhiqi stood on the deck of a lucky ship. He watched the continuous fire and explosions in front of him, and he froze in place.

"What is this? What are these things?"

Zheng Zhiqi yelled hastily when he heard the piercing sound coming from his ear.

However, before he finished chanting these words, another wave of mortar shells, 107 rockets and 40 fire rockets fell on the fleet.

"Boom!!!"

For a while, the sound of shell explosions came and went, resounding non-stop.

A 107mm rocket directly hit the waterline of the bow of the foremost ship.

The 107 rockets exploded the moment they hit the ship, and the powerful force instantly blew the bow of the wooden warship into pieces.

The entire bow of the ship disappeared instantly as if it had been slashed by a god.

The pirate standing on the bow also disappeared at the moment of the explosion.

The bow of the entire ship was blown to pieces, and the flying sawdust swept away like a sharp dagger.

The pirates standing on the deck behind the bow had no time to react, and were washed by the sawdust.

Sea water rushed in from the destroyed bow, and the warship sank at a rapid speed.

The surviving pirates on the warship watched this scene and jumped into the sea one after another.

After ten or so breaths, a vortex appeared at the place where the warship sank, and the pirates who escaped from the ship were swept down.

"Hey!"

A 40-fire rocket flew across the air, leaving a trail of white smoke and flying towards a nearby warship.

"Oh!"

There was another loud noise, and 40 fire rockets hit the ship's building.

The violent explosion blasted a huge hole in the ship's building, and the scorching heat instantly ignited the wood.

The flaming sawdust splashed, igniting the sails on the ship.

"boom!"

All of a sudden, the entire sail was on fire.

Most of the ancient Chinese sails were hard sails, which were made by soaking the hardwood boards in tung oil, then painting them with varnish, and splicing them side by side.

Most of the sails of Zheng Yiguan's ships are hard sails.

Tung oil is flammable, and it is a wooden material, so when the burning sawdust splashes on the wooden sail, the entire sail is quickly engulfed in flames.

Some pirates who didn't come and jumped into the sea were ignited by the flames and kept howling.

A Fuchuan not far from this warship was also hit hard.

Several rounds of 120mm mortar shells fell from the sky and hit the deck of Fuchuan hard.

The moment it hit the deck, the shell exploded directly.

The 120mm mortar shells charged [-] kilograms, and the [-] kilograms of high-energy explosives blasted the Fuchuan from top to bottom at the moment of explosion.

The Fuchuan was blown to one side, and the sea water poured in from the bottom of the boat. Under the huge water pressure, the Fuchuan sank rapidly.

The fragments produced after the explosion and the blown sawdust were like sharp swords, sweeping towards the surroundings in a circle.

The pirates on the deck kept falling down as if being washed by heavy rain.

The blood stained the entire deck red, and those pirates who were not fatally injured kept rolling on the deck, wailing endlessly.

A mast with a sail on the Fuchuan began to crumble under the bombardment of the mortar.

The whole ship creaked as if it was about to fall apart.

"Oh!"

The sails on the Fuchuan finally fell down, and the hard sails above were like a giant hammer at this moment, slamming hard towards the deck.

A pirate who was lying on the ground with a few thick sawdust stuck in his body and not yet dead looked at the fallen sail, his face was full of despair.

Scenes like this are constantly being staged on the sea.

Under the blow of powerful firepower, some people have already had their guts broken and are about to retreat and escape.

But the sea is not as good as the land, so it is not so easy to escape.

"Continue to bang, don't stop, bang hard!"

Mao Chengzuo looked at the battlefield in front of him, and kept waving the knife in his hand, his face was full of fanaticism.

This is not a war, this is obviously a massacre.

Zheng Zhiqi was lying on the blessing boat, looking at the rockets and shells flying over like rain, his face was full of despair.

A rocket landed on the sea seven or eight steps away from the Fuchuan, and the waves it caused came towards the Fuchuan.

The whole blessing boat began to shake, and Zheng Zhiqi held onto the side of the boat tightly, for fear of being thrown overboard by the violent shaking.

Shang Kexi was standing behind Mao Chengzuo. He was standing next to a launcher of a 107 rocket launcher. He watched the shells flying out non-stop, and his adrenaline soared so fast that he seemed to be in a madness.

"Get up and let me get a shot."

Shang Kexi looked at the 107 rocket launcher that had been loaded and was about to launch next to him, and with a loud roar, he pulled the soldiers who were about to launch aside.

Shang Kexi has long been familiar with the launching method of the 107 rocket launcher.

He looked at the fleet in the distance, and pressed the button on the ignition device hard.

"Chi la chi la!"

Twelve 107 rockets flew up from the launch pad one after another, and the white smoke generated during the launch and the dust rising from the surrounding area suddenly filled the air.

These twelve rockets flew forward with a metallic luster.

From the beginning of the attack to the present, twenty of the one hundred warships rushing over were blown to pieces on the spot.

There are more than 30 warships burning violently, and they are about to be silent.

As for the remaining warships, they all suffered varying degrees of damage.

How long has passed, less than half an hour, and the battle damage has reached more than half.

Zheng Yiguan looked at the battlefield in front of him with a one-way binoculars, and his heart felt cold for a moment.

"What's going on? What's going on? What kind of weapons are these?"

Zheng Yiguan looked at the rising flames in the fleet ahead through the binoculars, his face was full of horror.

"Who can tell me what's going on?" Zheng Yiguan put down the binoculars in his hand, and the sound of violent explosions kept coming from his ears.

His whole body seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit, looking ahead, screaming crazily.

Even in the war with Hongyi, I have never encountered such a thing. Why is there such firepower on a little-known Phi Island today, and it is so terrifying?
Zheng Zhihu looked at the battlefield ahead, his body trembling uncontrollably.

"This, this, this, could it be that the gods are angry?"

Zheng Yiguan lifted his foot and kicked Zheng Zhihu directly, knocking him down.

"God? Hehe, I have never seen any gods in the ocean for so many years. Send me an order to press all the troops in front of me, and push me up a hundred warships. I don't believe it. Now, their weapons are inexhaustible."

Zheng Yiguan hissed at the orderly beside him.

At this moment, Zheng Yiguan's gambler-like mentality was clearly revealed.

The reason why Zheng Yiguan was able to rise and become the biggest force on the sea in a short period of time is inseparable from his mentality.

The messenger standing beside him hurriedly rushed to the watchtower, waving the flag in his hand continuously towards the front.

Zheng Zhibao, who was in the front, pressed all the ships under his command after learning of this order.

The fleet that was under fierce attack ahead looked at the replenishing warships, and their panic gradually stabilized.

Mao Chengzuo looked at more and more ships heading here, and a stern look flashed across his face.

He turned around, looked at the soldiers behind him, and shouted: "Change to white phosphorous bombs, let them have a good taste of our power."

As soon as Mao Chengzuo's words fell, the soldiers who manipulated various weapons hurriedly took out the white phosphorus bullets.

After a dozen or so breaths, Mao Chengzuo waved the long knife in his hand and roared forward: "Kill!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Chi la chi la!"

For a while, the sound of the weapon firing resounded non-stop, and the entire coast was filled with thick gunpowder smoke.

Countless white phosphorous bombs of various styles passed through the gunpowder smoke and flew towards the warship ahead.

A gust of sea breeze blew away the smoke.

A 107mm white phosphorus bomb fired from a launcher landed on a Fuchuan.

This lucky boat is exactly the lucky boat where Zheng Zhiqi is.

The white phosphorous bomb landed on the deck of Fuchuan, less than ten steps away from Zheng Zhiqi.

Zheng Zhiqi looked at the shell, his eyes widened, and his face was full of panic.

Just when Zheng Zhiqi was terrified, the shell exploded.

At the moment of the explosion, the flames splashed out of the shell and splashed around the deck.

Zheng Zhiqi looked at the burning deck, and hurriedly shouted to the sailors on the deck: "Hurry up and put out the flames."

As soon as Zheng Zhiqi finished speaking, a dozen sailors rushed over with buckets and poured the water in the buckets onto the flames.

However, water falling on a burning deck does not prevent the deck from burning.

The ferocious flame was still burning, and the fire burned through the wet wooden boards, making a buzzing sound.

Seeing this, a pirate hurriedly took off his clothes and beat the flames vigorously.

But this didn't work, the flames followed the clothes and headed towards the pirate.

In just a few breaths, the pirate was swallowed up.

The burning pirate kept howling, rushed to the side of the ship's side, and jumped off the side of the ship.

Although he jumped into the sea water, the flame on his body was not extinguished because of this, it was still burning violently.

Zheng Zhiqi lay on the side of the ship, looking at the pirates who were still burning in the sea, his face was full of horror.

Pointing at the pirates in the water, he shouted, "What's going on? What kind of flame is this? Why is it still burning in the water?"

Unfortunately, no one could give him an answer.

Just when he was panicking, several more white phosphorous bombs fell from the sky and landed on the Fuchuan.

After a few muffled bangs, the whole Fuzhou burned violently.

The flames spread rapidly on the Fuchuan, and it didn't take long to engulf the entire Fuchuan.

Zheng Zhiqi hurriedly jumped off the blessing boat.

The moment he jumped down, the entire Fuchuan exploded, and then burned violently, and the Fuchuan also disintegrated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The ships near the Fuchuan looked at the Fuchuan burning on the sea, their faces were full of panic.

"What kind of will-o'-the-wisp is this? Why is it still burning in water?"

The pirate sailor on a nearby warship pointed to the Fuchuan that was sinking to the bottom but was still burning, with a look of horror on his face.

But before he finished speaking, a white phosphorous bomb landed on the sea not far from him.

The moment the white phosphorus bomb touched the sea surface, it was exploded by the explosives inside. Under the impact of the explosives, the white phosphorus inside came towards the warship below him.

The burning white phosphorus was attached near the waterline of the warship, and the violently burning white phosphorus instantly ignited the wood on the waterline.

Between a dozen breaths, a huge hole was burned near the waterline, and seawater poured in.

The warship sank suddenly, then tilted up.

Some unsteady pirates on the ship were thrown into the sea by the sudden bumps.

White phosphorous bombs were fired continuously, and the entire sea surface was ablaze.

There are burning ships everywhere on the sea, and there are inextinguishable flames everywhere.

A gust of sea breeze blew, and the fire quickly spread towards the ships behind by the wind.

Despite Zheng Zhibao's reinforcements, the rushing fleet still did not reach the No. [-] shipyard.

Zheng Zhibao stood on a lucky boat at the rear, looking at the treasure boat only six or seven miles away, his face was full of ferocity.

"Withdraw, withdraw, withdraw for me."

Zheng Zhibao punched the mast, gnashing his teeth.

When the flag to retreat was announced, the surviving fleet rushed towards the rear.

Mao Chengzuo looked at the scene in front of him, of course he would not let them go.

"Keep calling until it's out of range."

Mao Chengzuo shouted, pointing the knife in his hand at the crowded ships ahead.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Chi la chi la!"

The shells flew forward as if they didn't want money, and landed on the ships that could not retreat in time.

All ships hit by white phosphorous bombs began to burn violently.

Zheng Zhibao looked at the approaching flames behind him, sweating profusely on his forehead.

"Speed ​​up, speed up."

Zheng Zhibao shouted loudly at the sailors who were manipulating the sails.

(End of this chapter)