We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

Chapter 654: The First Battle to Destroy the Japanese (Part 1)

A gray line, obscuring the sky and the sun, carried the King of Hell's kind urging voice, covering the remaining space of the entire Japanese fleet.

This time the explosions were no longer one after another, but a continuous roar like a landslide and tsunami.

Nearly a thousand solid shells fell heavily, carrying the Fengtian Army's will to destroy everything.

The sea water was blown into a rolling and roaring state, raising huge waves several feet high, which smashed the already shaky broken ships into even more pieces.

The ships disintegrated in an instant, turning into fragments flying all over the sky.

As far as the eye could see, there were broken hulls and floating corpses.

Thick smoke billowed, covering the sky and the sun, turning the sea area into a boiling furnace.

When you are poor, you should use tactics to infiltrate; when you are rich, you should use firepower to cover!

Unfortunately, Feng State is now terribly rich!

When the dust from the second round of bombardment settled, Kaifu Yoshihisa and his flagship miraculously did not sink.

After enduring at least four or five artillery shells, the Antaku ship was already riddled with holes.

The mainmast and secondary mast were all broken, the ship's tower was shattered, the deck was littered with corpses and debris, and several large holes in the bottom of the ship were flooding with seawater.

Thanks to its huge size and strong keel, it can still float on the sea temporarily, and sinking is only a matter of time.

However, Kaibe Yoshihisa's luck seemed to have run out.

A solid bullet that missed its target, with terrifying kinetic energy, hit the deck area where he was.

With a loud bang, smoke and dust exploded violently, and the huge shock wave blew away everyone, including Kaibu Yoshihisa.

The wooden beams and planks collapsed like an avalanche, burying them all underneath in an instant.

A few short groans were heard from the ruins, and then there was dead silence.

The surviving Japanese generals were already terrified and no longer cared about hierarchy.

A few generals who were a little further away and who had luckily escaped being buried tumbled and crawled to the ruins. "General! General, are you still alive?"

"Hurry, dig quickly and rescue the adults!"

They frantically dug at the scorching wreckage, ignoring the scratches from the sharp wood thorns.

Finally, after pulling away a piece of wood, Kaibu Yoshihisa's blood-stained face was revealed.

The military hat on his head had long disappeared, his hair was disheveled, and blood was flowing down his head like a stream, blurring one of his eyes.

At this moment, Kaibe Yoshihisa no longer looked like a commander or general. He looked like a demon that had just crawled out of a pool of blood in hell.

"General, you're still alive, how great!"

After a brief moment of surprise, all the generals spoke up:

"General, let's retreat!"

"The fleet is finished, all finished!"

"We...we can retreat to Tsushima Island first and defend it with the island's shore artillery!"

"As long as there is green, there will be no shortage of firewood, General!"

Kaibu Yoshihisa shook his dizzy head and looked around with his blood-stained eye. Everything was like a bloody purgatory.

"withdraw?"

Kaibu Yoshihisa's voice was as hoarse as a broken gong, with a heart-pounding coldness.

He seemed not to hear what the people around him said, and slowly reached for his waist with his blood-stained hands.

Choking——

The sharp sound of the sword being unsheathed was particularly harsh.

A general who was still chattering and urging Kaibe Yoshihisa to retreat suddenly stopped talking.

The general lowered his head in disbelief, looking at the thin red line that suddenly appeared on his neck.

Immediately, warm liquid gushed out!

He opened his mouth, but only a sound of air leaking out. His eyes quickly became unfocused, and then he fell to the ground with a thump, his body twitching unconsciously.

The generals around him froze in place instantly as if they were under a spell, with the blood draining away from their faces.

Kaibu Yoshihisa used his only remaining eye to slowly scan his pale-faced subordinates, and then looked at the boiling sea around him.

The muscles on his face twitched violently, his lips moved, and he murmured in a low voice like a dream:

"withdraw?"

"Hehe...I can't retreat anymore. It's too late to retreat..."

His gaze passed over the broken side of the ship and turned to the Fengguo fleet approaching from afar.

Kaifu Yoshihisa was right, we really can’t retreat!

The main feature of Fengguo's clipper is not its firepower, but its speed!

During this period, the Japanese fleet suffered two rounds of devastating bombardment and fell into chaos.

The First Fleet approached at high speed, and the Fourth Fleet on the flank also came quickly, completing the final encirclement!

The clippers, originally just black dots on the horizon, were now clearly visible.

The bow, sharp as a knife, split the turbid blood waves.

On top of the towering masts, blood-red flags fluttered wildly in the smoke-filled sea breeze.

The word "Feng" embroidered in black thread in the center of the flag was like a burning iron, burning the eyes of every surviving Japanese soldier.

Looking around, all over the sea, blood-red royal flags were flying in all directions!

The blood flags formed an ever-tightening circle of death, locking the remaining Japanese fleet firmly in the center.

"what!!!"

The extreme fear instantly destroyed Kaibe Yoshihisa's last bit of sanity.

He raised the still-bloody sword, and using all the remaining strength in his body, he let out a roar that was not human:

"Don't retreat, charge forward!!!"

"Come on board! My Yamato warriors are invincible and will kill them all!"

History is always strikingly similar.

Kaibu Yoshihisa, who drove Li Chunchen crazy yesterday, made the same roar today.

It seemed that for them, boarding combat was their trump card, and they could turn defeat into victory by rushing forward.

Little did they know that times have long since changed.

Boarding?

Li Che would indeed engage in boarding with them, but what he would send over was not soldiers, but one shotgun shell after another!

Kaifu Yoshihisa saw that the clipper ship on the opposite side was filled with smoke, and row after row of black gun muzzles trembled in unison.

Then, there was a continuous series of sharp whistling sounds.

One grapeshot after another exploded like fireworks, and iron flakes, iron sand mixed with steel balls turned into a steel barrage, landing on the deck of the Japanese fleet.

At this time, being beaten to death directly became a lucky thing.

A general whose lung was pierced fell next to Kaibe Yoshihisa, blood flowed back into his trachea, and the alveoli were squeezed out of his mouth.

The deck was riddled with holes from shotgun shells, and the air was filled with the smoke and bloody smell of death.

Kaibu Yoshihisa was also hit by a shotgun, his lower body had turned into a pool of mud, and the sword in his hand fell limply to the side.

He lay on the deck, his body gradually going from severe pain to lightness.

In a trance, he saw a pure white Saker Falcon hovering above the sea and sky, looking down at him with disdainful eyes.

"Heh..." Kaibu Yoshihisa chuckled, blood oozing from his mouth, "So... this is the Fengtian Army."