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

"The other side has three ironclad ships, and they are giant battleships! How can we defeat them!" said another commander.

"Yes, the other side hasn't fired yet. If a real fight breaks out, we will definitely be wiped out!" someone else echoed.

"Then what should we do? Are we just going to surrender like this?" someone asked unwillingly.

"What else can we do if we don't surrender? We have no way out!" someone sighed.

At this moment, a voice rang out: "Don't panic, we still have a chance!" Everyone looked over and saw that it was Fang Ji, the commander of the artillery. He had followed Zheng Zhilong in many battles and made great achievements.

"What chance?" someone asked.

"Did you notice the other side's flag just now?" Fang Ji asked.

"Flag? Oh, yes, the flag they were flying seemed to be the Heaven and Earth Federation Navy!" someone recalled.

"That's right! This shows that they are not the Dutch fleet! Nor are they Zheng Jing's navy, but a new force!" Fang Ji said.

"So what? No matter who they are, as long as they want to invade us, they are the enemy!" someone shouted.

"Don't be impatient, listen to me!" Fang Ji waved his hand to signal silence and continued, "Since this fleet is not from the Dutch, it is possible that they are our compatriots! Maybe they are heroes who fight against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty! If this is the case, we may be able to negotiate with them!"

"Negotiation? What to talk about?" someone asked.

"Of course, let's talk about cooperation! We are all Chinese, and as the saying goes, Chinese don't fight against Chinese! As long as we can unite, maybe we can get out of our current situation!" Fang Ji said excitedly.

"But... we don't know where the other party comes from! What if they are invaders?" someone questioned.

"Don't worry about that. I am willing to negotiate with them in person! If they really want to cooperate, then we will join forces to fight the enemy! If they are liars, then I will not let them succeed!" Fang Ji said firmly.

"Okay, let's give it a try! But be careful and don't get cheated!" someone reminded.

So, Fang Ji was preparing to leave the forward command post with a few trusted men and go to the dock to board the ship.

The flag signalman sent another message: "The six captains who fell into the water in the previous naval battle jointly declared that they have surrendered to the invading Chinese army. I hope everyone in the port will follow suit and not resist!"

Upon hearing this news, the generals present looked at each other in bewilderment. They all knew that these six captains were all Zheng Zhilong's former subordinates, and now they chose to join the invading Chinese army, which undoubtedly gave them a revelation.

"What, Chen Si, Xu Hu...they have surrendered?" Fang Ji stopped and said to everyone.

"The enemy is also a Chinese army, not Zheng Jing's navy. Could it be the overseas forces of Prince Zhu San?" said another captain.

"No matter which faction they are from, as long as they are Chinese, I will go and join them. I don't want to be bullied by the Tartars!"

"Yes, I agree. Chen Si and his men are not stupid. They can let the flag soldiers send out a signal to remind us that Chinese people do not fight Chinese people."

The generals echoed the sentiment, and their fear and anxiety became stronger. They knew that this war would bring huge risks and losses, and they also knew that their strength could not compete with the enemy. Therefore, they all expressed their unwillingness to go to war with the invading enemy and hoped to find other ways to solve the problem.

In fact, these generals were already dissatisfied with surrendering to the Qing court, and they believed that this was an act of betrayal of China. They were even less likely to fight to the death for the Qing court, because doing so would not only cost them their lives, but also make them bear eternal infamy. Therefore, they chose to escape from the battle, hoping to preserve their own strength.

On the other hand, at the port, teams of supervisors had gathered and set out towards the various camps and ships. These supervisors were carefully selected from the Governor's Office, and many of them were Tartars who were loyal to the Qing Dynasty.

They were sent to Jinxia Town to conduct surveillance in peacetime and supervise the battle in wartime to ensure that the Jinxia navy would not desert the battlefield or defect to the enemy.

Everyone's eyes turned to the supervisors, who were holding the most advanced muskets and staring at the navy officers and soldiers with angry faces. Their eyes revealed firm determination and ruthless killing intent, as if telling everyone: "Whoever dares to escape or rebel, we will shoot immediately!"

Seeing this scene, the passion that had just been aroused in the hearts of the generals in the frontline command post was instantly extinguished. The generals looked at each other, at a loss.

They knew that if they wanted to resist, these supervisors would not hesitate to take action, which might even lead to greater chaos and killing. But if they continued to remain silent, only death and destruction awaited them.

In this tense atmosphere, everyone felt an invisible pressure looming over their hearts.

They didn't know how to deal with the current situation and could only pray silently, hoping that a miracle would appear to help them out of the predicament.

However, reality cruelly tells them that there is no other way but to face the crisis at hand.

However, at this moment, someone suddenly pointed to a hill not far away and said, "Look!" Everyone looked in the direction of his finger, only to see that the smoke on the hill had long dissipated, revealing a bare rock that had been cut off in half.

Seeing this scene, everyone fell silent. They knew in their hearts that this hilltop was bombed by the invading enemy. No one dared to imagine what the consequences would be if they really launched an attack.

At this time, a Tartar general wearing a third-grade battle robe and a team of more than 20 people rushed into the frontier command post with great momentum.

These people all held a pitch-black musket in their hands. Once they entered the command post, they quickly surrounded the captains, commanders and other officers inside, and pointed the black muzzles of their guns at them without hesitation.

This Tartar general was named Hermu, and he was the nephew of the Minister of War He Yu.

This man usually relies on his status to be arrogant and domineering. As the chief inspector of Jinxia Town, even the admiral of the navy, General Shi Lang, has been humiliated by him.

Therefore, the naval officers and soldiers of Jinxia Town were often bullied by him and hated him to the core.

"The enemy is about to enter the port, and you still dare to gather here. Are you planning to hold a grand welcome party for the enemy?" Helmu had a sinister smile on his face and questioned the generals in a bad tone.