Chu Zhiling thought for a while and then said decisively: "Listen to the order! Ilis gunboats No. 2, No. 3, No. 4, No. 6, No. 8, and No. 9 stayed behind to engage in wheel battles with four enemy ships and board in batches.

Ships, one battalion of two hundred men at a time, and the remaining sixteen fleets will escort the main ship to bypass the enemy's formation and attack the opponent's main ship. If the six warships defeat the enemy, they will pursue our ship closely, concentrate their firepower, target, and capture the thieves.

Capture the king!"

"Yes, Captain!"

Chu Zhiling knew that it was not that easy to resolve the crisis. Although the threat of mines had been temporarily lifted and there was no need to worry that the opponent would resort to suicide, six ships were diverted, and the rest were dealt with by sixteen of his own warships.

Eighteen battleships of the Ming Dynasty.

Before actually dealing with it, you have to turn sideways, adjust the sails, and sail a long distance to avoid the enemy warships lined up in a row, so that you can have a chance to catch up with Ming Chao's main ship that is gradually moving away.

This is simply a gamble. The bet is on the estimation of the wind force and the estimation of the opponent's military strength. No one is sure of winning, whether it is the imperial official ship or the Ilis gunboat.

"Turn the bow 75 degrees to the left, reef the sails, aim at the enemy ship at the front, and fire!"

Obviously, the wind speed was very favorable to the Mingchao official ship. Before the Yilisi gunboat could catch up, the Mingchao official ship had retreated beyond the effective range of the Yilisi gunboat and began to lower its sails to counterattack!

Bang bang bang artillery fire filled the sky, and the sea was turbulent. Now, the Mingchao ship with long-range fire had the upper hand. If the wind speed continues at this rate, before the Yilisi gunboat can get close to the Mingchao ship, the enemy ship will already be full of artillery fire from Fran.

The machine gun and the Wanli gun were shot down into the water, and no bones were left.

"Listen to the order! Attack in a roundabout way! Gunboat No. 11 and Gunboat 13, which are characterized by high flexibility, serve as the vanguard and launch thirty small eagle ships. The ants follow them and attack the main ship of the Ming Dynasty. The rest will not stop!

Ship, lower sail at half sail and move forward!”

Over there, Xin Yue:

"Continue to reef the sails and stay put! The main ship continues to fire and slowly retreats! The enemy eagle ship shoots it with rockets and is prohibited from approaching! Zizhou No. 1 and No. 2 advance at half sail and shoot the enemy warship with a ten-mile continuous crossbow.

,Reduce the number of people fighting the opponent!"

"Shield ready! Speed ​​up and move forward, gun barrels fully open!"

"Concentrate your firepower! Attack the sails and paralyze the opponent!"

…

…

Orders from both sides kept coming. If you defend, I will attack. If you attack, I will defend. They are approaching step by step. The two sides are merciless. One side seems to have the upper hand, but the other side immediately reverses. In the long battle, both sides are equally domineering and morale.

Not reduced.

"Why don't you stop eating?" In the admiral's room, the woman slapped the table and stood up, her fair-skinned face full of anger.

"How many more fucking tricks do you have!" On the Ilis gunboat, the man kicked over a chair, his handsome face clouded with darkness.

"Sir, please be patient."

The woman said displeasedly: "I've been fighting for more than three hours, and it's almost dark but there's still no results. Can you not be anxious?"

"Captain, calm down."

The man raised his eyebrows and said: "It's been so long, from noon to afternoon, the morale is getting lower and lower, how can you still be calm?"

"Who the hell are you? Why don't you lose?"

"Where did this kid come from and how can he be so good at fighting?"

"I will never let you go." Xin Yue clenched his hands into fists.

"I must catch you." Chu Zhiling's voice was cold.

The fight started again, in full swing, but again you advanced and I retreated, you slowed down and I rushed, and it was a stalemate, and no one could do anything to the other.

Xin Yue held his forehead.

Chu Zhiling rubbed his temples.

For the first time in my life, I encountered such a difficult enemy.

The two sighed softly at the same time, their expressions were depressed and weak, and they shook their heads in sync.

In the end... it seems that Xin Yue won. Because her fleet intercepted four enemy fleets, but... it seems that four of Xin Yue's ships were also surrounded by Chu Zhiling...

What is this? After fighting for so long, it’s just a draw? There’s no progress at all!

Depend on!

In the blink of an eye, it was already a few nights later.

The moon shines brightly, the sea breeze blows loudly, and the sea water hits the rocks from time to time, making a dull sound.

"What's wrong?"

The man was dressed in a long robe, standing on a high point of a rock as tall as a tree. He raised his head, and the moonlight in the sky followed his chiseled face. He became more and more handsome as jade. The strong wind blew fiercely, and his clothes

Dancing gracefully in the wind, like a man stepping out of a painting.

Hearing this, he turned his head sideways, shook his head and smiled softly: "It's okay."

His face was pale, and he looked like he was recovering from a serious illness. He was getting thinner and thinner, and his eyes were extremely dark, like fine ink jade.

"I'm feeling better now. Just blow the cold wind here. Yan Zhan, you are really not afraid of death." Xin Yue frowned and muttered dissatisfiedly, like a child.

Yan Zhan smiled: "Is it as serious as you said?"

Xin Yue sniffed nonchalantly, crossed his chest, leaned his back against the rock where Yan Zhan was, with a lazy expression.

Yan Zhan knelt down, came close to her, and chuckled: "Why, some blind thing has offended Mr. Xin Yue again. Why does Mr. Xin Yue look unhappy?"

Xin Yue brushed his hair and said quietly: "Master Yan obviously has a higher official position than me, but he still calls me an adult. Is it to make me, who is already unpopular, even more spurned?"

"Who dares to spurn you..." Yan Zhan couldn't help but laugh again.

"Just help me beat him up, right?" Xin Yue's eyes were bright, like a child asking for candy.

"Who dares to spurn you - you are like a female bully."

"Hey, Yan Zhan!" Xin Yue threw his fist directly at his shoulder, with a hint of annoyance at having been teased on his pretty face.

"Look - you always shake your fists, do you look like a girl?" Yan Zhan gently brushed her hand away, his expression looking very heavy.

"Come on, come on, I'm in a bad mood today, Master Yan, please spare the little one, and don't bombard me like ideological education." Seeing that Yan Zhan was going to have a long speech again, Xin Yue rubbed his forehead painfully, and first

Compromise in one step.

Yan Zhan stopped talking. The sea breeze blew quietly, and the speed slowed down obviously. The bright moonlight fell gently, and the air became a little quiet. It seemed that there was a pair of gentle big hands, soothing the pain in his heart.

Restless and restless.

"Why are you in a bad mood today?" Yan Zhan suddenly asked softly.

Xin Yue played with his waist-length hair, circling it with his fingers boredly, and said casually: "It's not just that annoying Dutch guy."

"What?"

"He's the one who always had a stalemate with me during the war. I don't know if it was a ghost, but he seemed to predict everything I did. Of course, I didn't let him take advantage of it, but this

I tried my best to attack the other fleet for several days, but still got nothing."

"Why must he be Dutch?" Yan Zhan's eyes flashed slightly, and the wind blew his hair, and he asked softly.

"Anyway, they are from the Dutch army. No matter who they are, they are still enemies."
Chapter completed!