At the beginning of the civil castle, the Ming God of War was a little panicked

Chapter 384 Windfall
"I found the enemy situation, be alert!"

Suddenly the bell rang loudly on the boat, and Zhang Mao rushed to the bow immediately. Under the hazy moonlight, there seemed to be some dark shadows approaching ahead, but he couldn't see clearly.

"Lookout, report the situation!"

At this time, the value of the watchman is reflected.

His name is Peng San. He was originally a hunter in the mountains. He was born with a pair of eagle eyes and has excellent eyesight. Because he has been hunting at night all year round, he has developed a night vision ability that ordinary people do not have.

Later, the navy conscripted soldiers, and the conditions offered were very good. Peng San and some young men from the village all went to apply. During the training, his night vision ability was valued, and his net worth soared. Soon he was promoted to the general banner and became Zheng He Chief lookout on board.

"Thirty miles ahead of our ship, more than ten warships were found, the identities of which are unknown!"

Zhang Mao pondered for a moment, and immediately ordered: "Turn off the steam engine and raise the jib!"

After the low roar disappeared, only the rough sea was heard.

"Peng San, observe the terrain and look for a bay where you can hide!"

"Yes!"

Peng San tried hard to observe, the moonlight was very blurry, but his eyesight could still penetrate the darkness, and he searched carefully along the coast.

"Report to the general, there is a natural bay ten miles ahead, suitable for hiding!"

"Send the order, sail into the bay, and put everyone on combat readiness!"

Zheng He raised its sails, slowly approached the shore, and dropped its anchor in a natural bay.

A light boat sailed out of the boat and docked silently. Peng San climbed up to a higher reef, picked up the binoculars, and observed the movement of the ship ahead.

Standing on the deck, Zhang Mao passed on the orders one by one, and the ship immediately became busy.

Everyone came to their respective positions one after another, and those who were on duty to rest had already been woken up. In a short while, everyone was ready to fight.

In the bilge, the baffle on the side of the ship has been opened.

The gunners pushed the cannons out along the slide rails, and the huge muzzle protruded from the hull, dark and hideous.

Immediately afterwards, a cart full of shells came to each gun position to distribute and load the shells.

Zhang Mao was holding a telescope, but due to the dim light and blocked vision, he couldn't see anything in his field of vision.

The landing ship shuttled back and forth, reporting the movements observed by Peng San one by one.

"Report! The enemy ship is twenty miles away and is heading towards us!"

"Report! The enemy ship is fifteen miles away..."

"Report..."

The ship ahead is getting closer and closer, but...at this moment, they don't even know the identity of the other party.

Zhang Mao's performance was surprisingly calm. The fleet of the Eastern Romans had been destroyed, so could they still retain their fighting power?
If not the Eastern Romans, then who?
After much deliberation, counting, whoever you love!

Anyway, it's not Da Ming's ship, and Da Ming has no allies here, so it's over!

"Ready to fight!"

After the order was issued, the gunners had completed ranging and calibration, and then, one round after another, the shells were inserted into the barrel and aimed at the front.

As long as the enemy ship appears, hit it with one shot,

At this time, the Ottoman warships did not find anything unusual.

On the Calais, the commander-in-chief Baghdad's face was gloomy. He couldn't figure out why those lost dogs suddenly became so powerful.

The fortifications of the port seemed to have known that they were coming, and had been prepared long ago.

The attack failed this time, which made him very angry.

I think back then, how majestic it was when the Ottoman cavalry broke through Constantinople.

However, now that I have the main force of the Ottoman navy with me, I can't even defeat a single island of Ceylon.

Shame...

Boom!

Suddenly there was a loud noise, and Baghdad was shocked all over. He asked, "What's going on?"

Boom!

Boom!

Loud noises rang out one after another, and then, the hull of the ship trembled violently. Only then did Baghdad realize that it was attacked!

His eyes were full of anger. Unexpectedly, those Eastern Romans still retained their strength and intercepted halfway!

"Fight back, fight back!"

The order was issued, but there was no response.

In the dark harbor, countless shells flew over, and then exploded.

The power of this kind of artillery shell is very huge, as long as it hits a key part, a single shell can take away a medium-sized warship.

The Calaisé, the flagship of the Ottoman Navy, had already turned into a sea of ​​flames.

The shock of Baghdad's anger gradually turned into incomprehension, inconceivable, and bewilderment...

The firepower was so intense that there was hardly any time to breathe.

With just one encounter, the entire Ottoman navy has lost its combat effectiveness.

The sea was full of flames, and the wreckage of the ship was scattered everywhere, making it a mess.

Finally, the cannonade stopped.

A ray of dawn appeared in the east, and it was dawn.

Zhang Mao looked ahead, and the mast of the last ship gradually sank into the icy sea water.

"Report-"

A landing ship approached quickly, and Peng San grabbed a man covered in water in his hands, like a water monkey, and returned to the Zheng He.

"General, a prisoner has been captured!"

Coincidentally, Peng San was scouting on the reef near the shore, and saw a person swimming up to the shore, so he caught him.

It's a pity that this person doesn't understand Chinese, he just babbled and didn't know what he was talking about.

Zhang Mao frowned and said, "Who can understand?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, because they couldn't understand.

"Forget it, kill it!"

"Yes!"

Peng San took the man down to prepare for the Fa-rectification, the man seemed to understand something, knelt down and kowtowed like garlic.

Although I can't understand it, I can tell that it should be begging for mercy.

Peng San smiled helplessly, and said, "I don't understand what you're talking about, so I'd better go downstairs and talk to Lord Yama... No, talk to your God!"

The man begged for mercy loudly, but it was of no avail.

"Wait a moment!"

Peng San was about to make a move when he heard someone shout behind him.

He looked back and saw that it was a civil servant on the ship, but he didn't know his name.

"Han Liang, in the logistics support camp, met Peng Zongqi!"

"Han Liang..."

Peng San nodded and asked, "What's the matter?"

"I happen to be passing by, and when I saw Mr. Peng, he wanted to arrest this person..."

Han Liang made a gesture on his neck while talking.

Peng San nodded, and said: "A prisoner was captured, but no one can understand what he said, so let's save the food and kill it!"

"Wait a minute!"

Han Liang stepped forward, looked at the man, opened his mouth suddenly, and uttered a series of babbling words.

Peng San was very surprised. Are all the scholars so good that they can even speak the language of foreigners?

The prisoner seemed to see the savior, and hurriedly responded. The two chatted for a while, and Han Liang finally said, "This person is not from the Eastern Romans!"

Peng San scratched his head and asked, "Where is that...?"

"He is an Ottoman, and the language they speak is very close to Turkic. When he traveled downstream, he had contact with Turkic tribes. Although he is not proficient, the simplest communication is still possible."

This answer surprised Peng Sansan. He actually killed an Ottoman fleet inexplicably. Is this a windfall?

(End of this chapter)