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The hastily fired coastal fixed forts finally revealed their inability to target moving targets above 8 knots. Apart from smashing out scattered water columns, almost none of them could fall within a hundred meters of the three gorgeous warships. `
The sudden bombardment of diplomatic envoys with no regard for any feelings was considered the worst act of hostility in the eyes of the Chinese and American navies. It also completely dampened the enthusiasm of the three-nation joint fleet for a "friendly visit". No one could guess that this was just a Japanese shogunate. A farce of officials fighting among themselves.
"Sir, the fortress artillery positions are very densely built, and there are basically no scattered hidden firepower points. However, the Japanese boats seem to be retreating. Should they be dealt with first?"
Within ten minutes, after passing the Black Crystal and Turquoise frigates that circled the edge of the opponent's maximum range several times, the officer in charge of navigation and observation finally drew a simple shore firepower map, and by the way, he also The Edo navy considered coming in.
"Those Japanese warships don't seem to belong to the same command system as the coastal fortress. Forget it, Rasmussen has already given the attack order. The Dutch and Portuguese are responsible for monitoring the sea targets, and we are responsible for target 6. Signal, let the Black Crystal Return to the formation with the Turquoise, close the formation to 1600 meters, and prepare for bombardment!"
After looking at the very unprofessional firepower deployment map of the Misaki Coast Defense Fortress, Ji Chaohai finally issued a formal battle order.
The deck bell, symbolizing the highest combat readiness, rang. The gun crews of the three gorgeous warships rushed to the gun emplacements, pulled off the canvas gun jackets covering the naval guns, and then rotated and shook the gun mounts and height machines. More than a dozen 9o mm or 12o guns were fired. The millimeter naval gun slowly aimed at the turquoise coast.
On May 18, 1646, at 10:15 in the morning, the 12o mm heavy naval gun of the light cruiser Jincheng Princess of the Asian Fleet of the Chinese and American Navy opened fire first.
The rumbling sound of artillery echoed over the Uraga waterway, and the three gorgeous warships deployed in a front line were methodically launching a slow-paced bombardment.
The flames sprayed out from the muzzle in turn continued to create waves on the sea surface. A shell flew in mid-air towards the coast more than 1600 meters away with a trajectory visible to the naked eye, exploding into pieces of smoke and dust.
On the transport ship Narwhal located at the rear of the fleet. Under the orders of the officers, nearly three hundred officers and soldiers of the Chinese and American Army in the two companies were making intense preparations before the attack.
"Check the backpacks and weapons, and each platoon will board the boat one after another. Lieutenant Zhang, we are responsible for the second wave. You will coordinate the overall boarding of 6. Sergeant Huang, you and the first platoon will go up first, and be careful to avoid the rocks"
A certain Major of the Chinese and American Army walking in the aisle of the cabin kept giving orders with a serious expression to the subordinates on both sides who were busy packing their luggage. `Not far from his side, a Chinese sergeant major who looked like a simple old farmer was helping to check the backpacks of several soldiers.
"Sergeant Huang. What if there are too many enemies on the opposite side? What if the rifle falls into the water"
A Chinese soldier who was born overseas in Nanshan and participated in the battle for the first time was nervously tightening the shoulder straps of his backpack, while muttering uneasily: "The Japanese cannons look so scary, they will hit you very hard." Capsize the boatI can¡¯t swim yet.¡±
"Their accuracy is very poor, and our naval guns will suppress them. If they are still hit, it is God's arrangement. It doesn't matter whether you can swim or not." The elderly sergeant major Lian looked at Xiaobing, whose eyes were about the same size as his own son, gently touched the other person's face and said, "Xiao Shuanzi. Don't be nervous, just follow me."
"First row, get ready to board the boat!" A sailor shouted from the hatch, and the officers and soldiers of the first battalion and company of the Eastern Brigade in the cabin stood up one after another.
"Actually, with another half hour of shelling, we can dock directly."
"Bomel, you idiot, put your bayonet away, are you going to kill one of your own people?"
"I heard my father say before that my grandpa Zeng fought against Japanese pirates in the army of General Qi Jiguang of the Ming Dynasty!"
"God bless, we finally have a chance to go to land 6. We must hurry up"
Under the scoldings of the non-commissioned officers of each platoon, the soldiers of the first company who walked towards the deck hatch in turn were still whispering. The moment they appeared on the deck, the sound of gunfire in their ears became clearer.
On the sea. The Japanese shogunate's coastal bombardment firepower has been sparse to the point of being negligible, and a dozen small boats are rowing hard towards the coast.
Those were the mercenaries of the Dutch East India Company who were responsible for the first wave. Encouraged by the firepower of Chinese and American naval guns, they were happily planning to land on 6 first to gain loot.
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The coast, the flowerThe coastal defense fortress built by the shogunate with tens of thousands of stones and rice has been covered in gunpowder smoke, and more than a dozen 12-pound or 18-pound iron cannons have fallen apart. There were corpses with mutilated limbs all around, and the shogunate samurai who had shouted "one more" more than half an hour ago had long disappeared.
About a kilometer behind the coast defense fortress, in the small stone Misaki Castle, Matsudaira Tadanobu is still shivering all over since he withdrew from the coast. The earth-shattering explosion and roar of the shells made him tremble, and his ears All seemed deaf.
I don't know where the katana in my hand was lost. Only the empty scabbard was still in my hand. Instead, the katana that was often used by samurai to commit seppuku was still dangling in front of my eyes. . `
"My lord, the Nanman people are about to dock, please give me the order!"
Matsudaira Tadanobu suddenly came back to his senses after being reminded like this. The two samurai chiefs knelt in front of them. Although they both looked disgraced, they seemed to still have some fighting spirit.
"I will go to Edo Castle immediately. Reporting the military situation is the most important thing! Jiro, Erzang, you two must guard this place!"
Matsudaira Tadanobu stood up and planned to run away, but he deliberately gave the order in a serious tone without saying anything sincerely.
I thought that my superior would lead me to fight back, but when I received such an order, the two samurai leaders looked at each other, and the morale they had built up was completely lost.
The cannons of the Nanman ships are much more intimidating than our own. The paralyzed Master Fengzhi actually wants to run away on his own, and he wants us to be the ones who want to die?
"Even if your body is broken into pieces, you must persist until the reinforcements from Edo Castle arrive! Otherwise, we will commit seppuku!"
Seeing that his subordinates were also hesitant, Matsudaira's face fell, he snorted several times, turned around and walked out of the room.
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When the troop transport boats of the Dutch East India Company approached the coast. The gun cover of the three warships of the Chinese and American Navy had just come to an end. In more than half an hour, a total of more than 300 shells were fired, and the intensity of the shelling was very low. Although it is not powerful enough to dismantle the solid stone coastal fortress. But it also destroyed most of the open fire points.
The Dutch mercenaries who rushed to the fortress with flintlocks searched everywhere. Except for a few corpses whose appearance could not be distinguished and a dozen broken cannons, there was almost nothing of value.
Cannons are also trophies! Under the murmurs of several low-level officers, some Dutch mercenaries began to tear off strips of cloth and write symbols that only they could recognize. Then he tied it to the cannon of the shogunate cannon and marked it, and all of it was counted as his war income. Another group of Dutch mercenaries, mixed with the Portuguese soldiers who came a step later, began to advance towards the north, intending to occupy the beautiful small castle that occupies a large area.
Sparse bamboo arrows flew out from the shooting holes in the wall of the stone fortress. A bunch of Dutch mercenaries roared and jumped around. A few unlucky guys were nailed to the thighs by bamboo arrows with almost no lethality. There was a cry like a ghost crying or a wolf howling.
Immediately afterwards, there was another row of matchlock guns roaring on the small castle. This time it was no longer a howling ghost, but a terrifying scream. Several Dutch mercenaries or Portuguese soldiers fell to the ground.
The European soldiers squatted on the ground one after another, and then a dense volley of flintlocks appeared, hitting the fortress wall dozens of meters away with stone chips flying everywhere, but it could not harm the hundreds of shogunate soldiers inside who were stubbornly resisting.
It seems that their defense is quite strong. The soldiers of the shogunate who were originally low in morale became more energetic. They relied on the solid defense and started shooting against the European invaders in the distance. They have a lot of matchlocks in their hands, and even some gorgeous 21b flintlocks that they bought from Portuguese or Dutch businessmen. The equipment gap is not very big.
"These idiots, why don't you continue the bombardment? That castle should be completely blown to pieces!"
Rasmussen, who landed on the shore, saw at a glance the arrogant and chaotic attack after his successful landing, and he was so angry that he puffed his beard and stared.
"Your Excellency General, American warships dare not approach the coast easily for fear of running aground. And the castle is very strong. Cannons may not be effective, right?"
The secretary reminded in a low voice behind him, while glancing at the young commander of the Chinese and American Army, Captain Ren Xingzhong, who was not far away.
"Well, their role is very limited, so we can leave it to us! Just let them guard the coast."
The stone castle in front of Rasmussen looks much more exquisite and beautiful than the ones in Europe, and there must be a lot of property inside. Rasmussen has no intention of letting the Chinese and American troops take advantage of it at this time.
After rearranging their offensive formation, the Dutch mercenaries started attacking again. This time the desperadoes with rich combat experience adopted alternating firepower to cover the advance. in numberThe superiority and intensive flint firepower made it almost impossible for the shogunate soldiers who defended the Misaki Administrative Fortress to hold their heads up. Gradually, hundreds of Dutch mercenaries approached the main entrance of the Administrative Office fortress.
A three-pound cannon was pushed out from the team of Dutch mercenaries. The shells were fired when the shogunate soldiers panicked, directly smashing the beautiful wooden door. Then hundreds of Dutch mercenaries shouted slogans and fired their guns. A charge started.
"Sasuke, Heita, the adults have all run away, we can't die!"
In the fortress, several shogunate soldiers were trembling with bamboo bows or matchlock guns. They knew that the fortress of the execution center had been broken down, and the few samurai leaders who commanded the defense were nowhere to be seen.
At this moment, suddenly there was a loud explosion from the direction of the gate, so powerful that the entire small fortress was shaking.
The little samurai leader named Hirano Jiro ruthlessly detonated the gunpowder barrel set up inside the gate, including himself, blowing up more than a dozen Dutch mercenaries who came in to pieces, and the walls collapsed. Blocks and stakes instantly blocked the door. This suicidal defensive tactic immediately excluded the European invaders who were about to win.
The situation turned around, and the shogunate soldiers who were still holding on to the wall immediately launched a counterattack. A dense volley of bamboo arrows, matchlock iron cannons or flint guns was fired out, knocking over several Portuguese soldiers approaching the fortress.
"General, we should be more cautious! We are not here to storm the fortress!"
The Portuguese officers who participated in the attack were very unhappy when they saw that more than a dozen of their men were killed and wounded, and they couldn't help complaining to Rasmussen.
"These Portuguese cowards" Rasmussen knew that he had been reckless again, but he still had the courage not to look at the other party's expression.
"General Rasmussen, all we need is a safe space to stand in. We need them to convey our true opinions to the cities to the north, not to eliminate them."
The secretary also felt that this time was not a real war. Even if the other side started the attack first, he could not let this Danish war maniac continue to act like this, so he raised his voice and issued a warning.
"Well, if you have a better way to end this war, I don't mind living on the coast tonight." Seeing that everyone was against him, Rasmussen had no choice but to nod.
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"If they continue to attack like this, we can return to Hong Kong in a few days at most."
Far away, on the light cruiser Jincheng Princess, Ji Chaohai's adjutant once again made very bad comments about Rasmussen, who had rough command skills.
"Carefully survey the water depth on the coast to find an anchorage. The Turquoise is responsible for the warning and blocking the bay with the Dutch and Portuguese."
Ji Chaohai held up his telescope and continued to look toward the Uraga Waterway in the northeast. Apart from a few fishing boats that fled in panic, he could hardly see any decent targets that posed a military threat. I saw that several other European sail warships had already made arrangements to block the channel at the mouth of the bay, so they gave the order to anchor and rest ashore.
On the ruins of the coastal fortress, several officers of the Chinese and American Army were a bit dumbfounded as they watched their "comrades" fight and attack so desperately. Before departure, the brigade headquarters also confessed in private that this time the Chinese and American 6th Army only cooperated in a "limited manner" and did not force the Eastern Brigade to fight with high intensity. Therefore, the 6th Chinese and American troops were in a semi-rest state after landing ashore.
The officers and soldiers of the Huamei Eastern Brigade were leaning on the ruins of the coastal fort in twos and threes, admiring the battle a thousand meters away. Some people smoked, some drank the small wine they brought with them, and some were playing with a few Japanese cold weapons found in a corner with great interest.
In the distance, the Edo navy, which had retreated deep into the Uraga waterway, still had no intention of reinforcing the Misaki Administrative Office. Instead, it slowly continued to sail towards Edo Castle. In several fishing villages at the southernmost tip of the Miura Peninsula, groups of men, women, and children were so frightened by the sound of gunfire that their nests exploded, and they all took their families and fled into the deep mountains and dense forests of the interior.
A war that was a bit absurd from the beginning unfolded like this