The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 423 Who is so bold as to attack our people?

The wind howled.

The black fog rolled in.

Shen Le shuddered and subconsciously used his Qi to resist. He sank his Qi into his Dantian, pressed his tongue against the roof of his mouth, and mobilized the heat flow... Huh?

No?

Did this ghost fog suppress my skills? Or did it separate my body from my soul?
He calmed down and quickly looked around. He saw that he was swaying and couldn't stand at all.

The strong wind blew the salty water waves onto my face and body, hitting them again and again, causing great pain and making my feet slippery, ready to slide from one end to the other at any time.
Around me, screams, shouts, and shouts were boiling:
"Reef the sails! Reef the sails!"

"Left full rudder!"

"You can't go left! Rush against the waves! Only by rushing past them can you survive!"

"The boat is leaking—"

"Quick! Go down and fix the leak! You! You! And you! Go down immediately!"

"The mast is breaking—"

"Help--"

A shrill, long, tragic cry for help passed through the air overhead, getting farther and farther away, sinking into the darkness and disappearing.

Shen Le pricked up his ears and opened his eyes wide, but he could neither see the person flying out nor hear the sound of falling into the water.

There was a rush of activity around me, everyone was running around, trying their best to survive:
If you can break through the storm, you will live; if you can’t, you will die!

Shen Le relaxed instead. It was obvious that he was drawn back into the memory of the wooden boat.

Since the ship eventually fell into the hands of the Dragon Lord and was repaired by him, the ship should not have sunk, and most of the people on board could still return...

He calmed down, walked from the bow to the stern, and then from the stern to the bow, observing carefully.

The ship sailing on the sea against the wind and waves was different from when it fell into his hands. There was no row of flags on the ship.

In fact, there were only two flags on the entire ship: one was hung high on the mainmast, at least six feet long and six feet wide.

It was difficult to see the colors of the flags in the darkness. Only when lightning flashed occasionally could one see a large word in the center of the flag, but one could not tell what it was.

The other one was on the foremast, smaller than the one on the mainmast, and had no streamers on the edge of the flag. There were a lot of words written on it, but the words were smaller and harder to read.

The men on the boat were all bare-chested. Some of them were anxious, with only a piece of cloth wrapped around their waists. Some were pulling the sails, some were steering the rudder, and some were scooping water.

Shen Le dodged left and right, followed them down into the cabin, and stroked the weapons hanging on the wall in a daze:
firearm!

It's actually a firearm!
In addition to long swords and short swords, hook-and-sickle spears, and rattan shields, there are actually firearms!

Although he couldn't tell the difference between a rifle and a sniper rifle, and even less so between a muzzle-loading rifle and a breech-loading rifle, he could still tell the difference between firearms and cold weapons.

Going further in, there are boxes wrapped tightly in oil paper. Looking at the labels on them, bird gun saltpeter, sulfur, blunderbuss saltpeter, sulfur, lead bullets are clearly divided...

In this era, people already had firearms and were already carrying them to sea!

Shen Le was surprised and shocked, with all kinds of emotions mixing in his heart.

Since you brought saltpeter and sulfur with you, why don't you just make them into fixed ammunition, one by one, and just put them in the gun and fire them? What's the point of storing them separately like this!

Going further down, there were boxes in the cabin, filled with food, seasonings, various foods, and medicinal herbs.

A hole had been knocked out in the lower cabin. A soldier, half of his body immersed in water, was holding down the wooden board with all his might. The craftsman next to him raised a sledgehammer and hammered upwards, bang bang bang.

In a cabin next to it, a hole more than three feet high was smashed in the wall. Half of the sheep in the cabin had floated out, and one was stuck in the hole. A soldier was desperately grabbing the sheep's leg and trying to pull it in...

"Fortunately it is a watertight compartment." Shen Le was just walking in his memory and couldn't help, so he could only sigh.

The ship had two large holes and two or three cabins, and water was seeping through the gaps in the wooden boards. If there were watertight compartments, it could hold up, but without them, the whole ship would sink!

Even a ship with watertight compartments could not withstand strong winds and waves. The people on the ship kept shouting and running all night.

Until the next day, when the wind and sea were calm, Shen Le raised his head on the deck and let the sunlight shine directly on his face. It felt like he was in another world!

Looking around, everyone on the ship had an expression of "Oh my god, we've escaped a disaster". Only the captain couldn't relax and scolded the sailors:
"Hurry up and climb up to take a look! Where is the fleet?"

The fleet... the fleet disappeared. When sailing on the sea, the ships are not side by side, nor too far apart, but always within a few hundred meters. Such a big ship can be seen at a glance.

However, at this moment, Shen Le circled the ship and did not see the second ship. He saw a sailor as thin as a little monkey climb up to the main mast and try to look around:
"Captain Liu, no fleet is seen!"

Hundred households?

...Is this the Ming Dynasty or the Qing Dynasty?
Such a large fleet, such a large official fleet, should be the fleet that Zheng He used to sail to the West, right?
I just don't know which time...

"I didn't see it..." Captain Liu frowned. He looked around and immediately called for someone to get a compass and a water compass to measure the location. After measuring it, his face became even uglier:

"We've strayed off course. - So, the nearest port is Sumatra. Let's go there first to repair the ship and wait for the large group of troops!"

Sumatra?

To Southeast Asia!
Along the way, were the vassal states obedient?

Will there be any trouble?
Have you ever had a fight?
Shen Le vaguely remembered that Zheng He's voyages to the West were not all smooth sailing, and he did fight a few battles. However, he had no idea which voyage this time was and whether there were any battles...

He turned around but couldn't get the point. Then he heard Captain Liu shouting:
"Work! Work! Block all the holes and hoist the sail! Don't sleep, hoist the sail, we have to get ahead of the team!"

On this ship, a small half are sailors, and the majority are soldiers. At this time, there is no distinction between soldiers and sailors, and everyone is busy trying to adjust the ship as much as possible.

It is difficult for a ship to survive on the sea. It can only survive by keeping up with the large group.

Not to mention, they were warships, not grain ships, and there were only seven days of food on board. After seven days, everyone would either starve or go ashore to rob!

After a hasty adjustment, he lowered the sail and sailed forward. Shen Le walked around the boat, almost vomiting at the sight of the sea and sky merging into one color, before he saw a green shadow appear on the left side of the boat.

Arrived!

Almost arriving at the port!

Shen Le leaned over the side of the ship and stretched his neck to look. A 052-ton ship is nothing to modern people, especially in front of 055 and , it is no different from a small sampan.
However, it is only when you really drive to the indigenous ports of that era that you can feel the dimensionality reduction and crushing victory.

Shen Le looked around and saw that most of the boats he could see were fishing boats. The sides of the boats were no more than a foot above the water, and above the sides were canopies.

There were some ships that were slightly better. When they floated beside a 400-ton warship, they had to cling to the side of the ship and stick their heads out to look vertically down to see the opponent's deck.

Up to now, what he was worried about was not whether the natives would obey or not, or whether they would fight, but——

Can we repair ships in this broken port?

It doesn't look like he has such technical capabilities!
The Ming dragon flag fluttered on the mast. The golden flag on the main mast had the Chinese character "Ming" in the center, showing off its might.
The foremast was filled with a long list of official titles and so on, and Shen Le was too impatient to look at them.

As soon as the warship arrived at the port, a small boat came over from a long distance away, and someone shouted at the top of his lungs.

Shen Le didn't understand foreign languages, let alone the Southeast Asian foreign language of the Ming Dynasty. He couldn't make out a single word they were saying. He only saw some people climbing down from the boat and kowtow, some people rowing the boat to lead the way, and some people running deep into the harbor.

Soon, a large number of small boats, like ants, surrounded them.

The dark and thin natives carried baskets of rice, fish, fruits and even flowers, chattering non-stop.

The ship was also happy to repair and do business with the natives. In the hustle and bustle, the soldiers and sailors on the ship were all happy, just waiting to find a place to repair the ship.

As night fell, the soldiers who had been tired all night were staggering and snoring. Suddenly, a scream broke the silence of the night sky!

Enemy attack!

Shen Le turned over and stood up. Before he could stick his head out of the side of the boat, Captain Liu had already jumped up, shouting loudly and directing the battle.

The soldiers who held firearms held firearms, and those who held rattan shields held rattan shields. They advanced and retreated in an orderly manner, and their counterattacks were extremely fierce.

With his superior sight, he beat the other side and made them scream in pain. Those short, dark and thin natives fell into the water like dumplings!
"Hold! Hold!"

Captain Liu shouted loudly:
"The large group of troops is still behind us, and they will arrive in a day at most! We have repelled these fang dogs, and when the large group of troops arrives tomorrow, they will be crushed to the ground!

We have firearms, we are well trained, we have the upper hand!"

Even with firearms, they could not withstand the enemy's large numbers, which kept pouring in from the port to the ship like ants.

One group died, and another group came out. The sky gradually darkened, and soon, the sound of firearms was heard from the opposite side!

"How come they also have firearms..."

Captain Liu's face turned pale. However, it was too late to retreat now, not to mention that it was late at night, in someone else's port, and the waterway was unfamiliar. If they ran aground, they would be courting death.

Bows and arrows and firearms rained down like rain, and soon casualties began to appear on the warships.

The sky was getting darker and darker. Gradually, a small boat came up to the side of the ship, threw out a hook, and the natives climbed up like monkeys!

Boarding battle!
Dragged into a boarding battle!
Shen Le was shocked. Although the Ming army's soldiers were elite, the manpower on a ship was limited after all;

With people constantly climbing onto the side of the ship, even if one soldier was replaced by five or ten enemies, there was a time when they could not hold on.

Where is the large group of people?
Where is the large group of people?
The natives here are so bold and brave, how dare they attack the Ming army!

He was so anxious that he was spinning around. Just as he was getting anxious, in the morning light, trumpets and conch shells blew shrilly, and a fleet as big as a mountain emerged from the waves!

(End of this chapter)