Rebirth of The Deer and the Cauldron, Wei Xiaobao Becomes a God

A hint of excitement flashed in Zhang Xiaolong's eyes. He straightened up and answered in a loud voice: "Yes, I will complete the task!" After that, he quickly turned and walked to the control console, ready to follow Wei Xiaobao's instructions.

After a while, with a deafening roar, a beam of hot fire spurted out of the 320 mm caliber, 12.7 meter long gun barrel, and a shell weighing about 380 kilograms whizzed like lightning towards the sky over the mountain about eight kilometers away.

In the quiet of the afternoon, Xiamen Island was lying peacefully under the sun, with the sea breeze blowing gently and the waves gently lapping the coastline. However, this moment of tranquility was broken by a sudden disaster. In the blink of an eye, the mountaintops were ablaze, the flames and the fire intertwined into one, the ground shook, and it seemed that the entire island was trembling.

The huge smoke produced by the explosion was like a giant black curtain, instantly covering the entire mountaintop, shrouding it in thick smoke. The scene was so horrifying, like the end of the world, which made people shudder.

The residents of Xiamen Island were awakened by the sudden roar. For a moment, every corner of the island was filled with fear and anxiety.

Some people were panic-stricken, their hearts beating as fast as drums, thinking that it was the earth cow surging, foreshadowing an earthquake disaster that was about to happen; some people had looks of fear, with terror and despair mixed in their eyes, thinking that it was the earth dragon roaring angrily, foreshadowing the horror of a volcanic eruption that was about to come.

No matter which speculation it is, it is enough to make the fear in people's hearts flood like a flood.

Panic spread like a tide, and the residents of Xiamen Island flocked to Fuzhou, hoping to escape from this dangerous place.

Their faces were filled with anxiety and fear, and they walked hurriedly, fearing that if they were a step late they would encounter unimaginable disaster.

Faced with this sudden bombardment, ignorance made humans think it was a natural disaster, and panic and despair were everywhere.

As time passed, a quarter of an hour later, the smoke from the bombarded hilltop gradually dissipated.

When the sun shone on this land again, people were surprised to find that the originally tall and steep mountains had been flattened and turned into ruins.

The trees that had been standing tall were blown to pieces, rock fragments were scattered all over the ground, and the entire mountaintop was completely unrecognizable. The shore defense soldiers holding telescopes were stunned and could not believe what they saw.

Admiral Yang Jie, the commander-in-chief of the Green Camp in Fuzhou and admiral of the Fujian Navy, was a first-rank official. At this time, as the deputy commander of the navy was away on official business, he had to be on duty at Xiamen.

Long before the six warships' gunfire roared, Yang Jie received the wolf smoke signal rising from the beacon tower at the front of the artillery position.

After learning about the enemy situation, Yang Jie thought that it was Zheng's navy from Wanwan Island that was attacking, so he rushed to the frontier command post without delay to prepare for this sudden naval battle.

When the two fleets were confronting each other on the vast sea, Yang Jie was already standing on the command post, looking at the huge ships of unknown origin in the distance, and an inexplicable fear surged in his heart.

However, he was well aware of the saying that a large number of ants can kill an elephant, and he had the firepower advantage of many warships and coastal defense guns, so he would not necessarily lose this naval battle.

Looking at the naval warships that were confronting each other on the sea and dared not fire for a long time, he cursed the surrendered Ming army commanders in the forward command post for being spineless. They did not understand such a simple truth that the brave will win when two meet in a narrow road, and they dared not fire for a long time.

However, just as he finished speaking, the artillery fire from the navy warships poured out like a storm, launching a fierce attack on the enemy ships.

Yang Jie was immediately happy when he saw his side fired first. However, things did not develop as Yang Jie expected.

After the navy warships fired, they found that the enemy warships were like a solid wall of iron and steel, and they were hit by the iron balls without any damage.

At this moment, countless flames suddenly spurted out from the three warships of the other side, like a fire dragon coming out of the sea, instantly enveloping Yang Jie's six warships in a sea of ​​fire. In less than a minute, those originally mighty warships either capsized or sank in front of them, and the scene was horrible.

Yang Jie looked at everything in front of him in astonishment, and could hardly believe his eyes.

While he was still doubting whether all this was just an illusion, a whistling sound came over his head, and an enemy artillery shell landed accurately on a hill behind the command post, flattening the hill in an instant.

This astonishing power made Yang Jie terrified. He realized that the enemy he encountered this time was no trivial matter.

Faced with such a powerful enemy, Yang Jie was afraid. The forward command post was always the enemy's first target of attack. As a general, he only believed in land warfare and lacked experience in naval warfare.

So he did not dare to hesitate at all, and immediately ran away with his guards, even fleeing from the naval port, and fled to the naval office twenty miles away in one breath.

In the yamen, he recalled with lingering fear the thrilling naval battle and the terrifying cannon that had just taken place, and a deep sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart.

He understood that the enemies he encountered this time were by no means comparable to ordinary pirates or Zheng's navy. They possessed powerful firepower and advanced warship technology, which was far beyond his imagination and cognition. This was definitely a large army of red-haired devils approaching.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, so he took off his battle robe, put on plain clothes, and fled towards Fuzhou with a few guards among the crowd of terrified people. Returning to the Green Camp was the safest place.

In the front-line command post, the admiral's sudden escape was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirring up waves. The naval officers and soldiers who had lost their leader were like sand scattered by the wind, at a loss and at a loss as to what to do.

In the midst of this chaos, Fang Ji, the commander of the coastal defense artillery, an inconspicuous commander in daily life, was also standing in the forward command post, wrapped in fear and trembling.

But he did not dare to escape as easily as the admiral. He could only pray silently, hoping that the ruthless shells would not fall on his position.

At this moment, the flag signalman at the forward outpost came running to report: "Commander, the three huge ships are heading towards the naval officers and soldiers who fell into the water, intending to rescue them. They asked us to stay put and not fire, otherwise we will be reduced to nothing in the artillery fire like the hill just now." The flag signalman's voice was hurried and nervous, making the coastal defense commander even more nervous.

At this critical moment, Fang Ji knew that he had to make a quick decision. He took a deep breath, calmed down his panic, and replied in a trembling voice: "Honest, honest, we are absolutely honest." He understood that in the face of a powerful enemy, only by choosing to obey can he avoid greater losses.

The flag signalman immediately conveyed Fang Ji's reply to the unknown warship. The commander of the coastal defense troops immediately ordered the soldiers at the frontier outpost to quickly extinguish the smoke on the beacon tower and replace it with a bright red flag to indicate safety.

The red flag fluttered in the wind, like a ray of hope, illuminating this sea full of fear.