The Kunshan is a large American-made fly-scissor ship purchased by Prussia but is actually owned by the Sino-German Foundation.

This is a classic fly-scissor style with a length and width ratio of 6:1. The slender and graceful hull can lightly pierce the waves. When the speed exceeds 16 knots, you can even see the bow of the ship floating and flying above the waves, easily cutting the waves like scissors.

This is the origin of the name of the fly-scissors, and this is the pinnacle of wooden sailboat design. If Kunshan chooses to escape, then the French warships covered with iron armor will not catch up with him at all.

But today the Kunshan was unable to leave. They had to rely on their own strength to buy time for the departure of the main fleet.

The cabin and deck were full of sailors. In the warehouse where coal-fired fired were scattering buckets of kerosene up, and more kerosene barrels were cut by axes, and pungent liquid was flowing everywhere in the cabin.

The first gun of Kunshan was the first to fire, and the six-inch caliber rifled gun fired a high-explosive shell. The first shot hit and exploded on the side of the Holy.

"God! I'm right. There are Chinese people on this ship... The continuous attacks are not ghost ships at all, they are all caused by Chinese people!"

As the distance got closer, Molière finally used a telescope to see clearly the figures of the Chinese and Prussians who were firing on the deck and attacking, everything verified his speculation.

France's industrial strength is not exaggerated. The heavy steel armor specially made by the steel mill is no problem to deal with this six-inch small-caliber naval gun. The explosion did not cause any effect except blackening the armor.

Molière sneered and looked at Kunshan's stubborn resistance. "The Holy, the Gauls attacked left and right to capture this flying scissor ship as much as possible... I need a large number of prisoners of war and confessions, and I must obtain evidence that the Chinese and Prussians colluded to attack British and French civilian merchant ships..."

"The Glory, the Trinity continues to go west... The clipper just now must have been using signal flares to communicate with the big fish. If it is a little later, it will probably be too late..."

Although Molière only brought four sailing warships, although these four warships were defeated by Ryukyu, their combat effectiveness was greatly improved after the upgrade of the French local arsenal. Most of the soldiers on it returned from Ryukyu's defeat, and they all felt as angry as Molière.

Two heavy cruisers rushed towards the Kunshan. The 120-caliber artillery on the bow was sprayed with flames, tearing the Kunshan sail into a strip of scraps of cloth. If Molière had not requested the arrest of more prisoners, the two warships would have gathered fire and shot and smashed the wooden ship.

Sun Chu saw that he had a blood-stained bandage on his forehead, and shrapnel almost cut his temple. At this time, the Kunshan had lost its motivation and could not escape even if he wanted to.

The rifle and command knife given by the Ryukyu Prime Minister were tightly held in his hands. The gun was a refined Colt revolver, and the knife was a retro Tang sword made by a Japanese master. The Tang sword had been unsheathed and the bullets had been loaded. In the cabin behind him, a group of international students holding rifles and Prussian soldiers were waiting for battle.

Seeing his eyes red, Sun Chu stared at the two warships getting closer and closer, he lowered his voice and said, "No need to leave the cabin without my orders. When the two ships intersect, listen to my orders... The enemy is numerous and I am not fighting for firepower, it is definitely a loss. Now he can only rush up and approach the battle and end the battle with the most primitive hand-to-hand combat!"

"Distribute grenades! How much can you bring?... Remember to leave me a glorious bullet in the end! Kill one to earn enough money, kill two to earn one!"

After all, the Kunshan is just a flying scissor. Although it has an artillery on the bow and stern of the ship as an armed force, it is not enough to fight against professional warships.

Soon all the white sails of the Kunshan were shattered by high-explosive shells, and the rags were whirling in the wind with the sea breeze like residual flags. The deck was covered with corpses and blood and the mess after the explosion. In addition to the sporadic few wounded people still shooting helplessly with rifles, the Kunshan completely lost its armed forces.

The Holy and the Gauls were suddenly filled with joy. The soldiers shouted the slogan of capturing the Chinese alive and were preparing to board the ship. Especially the leading officers had already seen Sun Chu, who was injured in the officer's uniform, and the soldiers next to him subconsciously wanted to shoot, but the French officer slapped him aside.

"Stop! That's a big fish, living is more valuable than dead... Have you seen the command knife in his hand? It's a Japanese samurai sword, with extremely low production and completely handmade. Ordinary officers without a background have no right to wear it!"

"Everyone stopped shooting... and rushed up and caught the live ones!"

Boom...Crack...

The Holy, the Gauls and the Kunshan are now in the three-ship level. The two warships from north and south almost parallel to the side of the Kunshan. The sound of impact and wood chips broke out far away.

The heavy iron armor almost cut the wood on both sides of the Kunshan Cabin. At this moment, the dead soldiers in the bottom cabin of the Kunshan Cabin picked up the mine and smashed it on the ground. The flames suddenly jumped from the kerosene.

"Hahaha... the time to die is here! Brothers, search the guys! It's a fire..." The roar was a signal. Sun Chu saw the long sword in his hand waved his long sword and shouted at the Gaul horn opposite.

"Counterattack! Counterattack! Kill..."

"Kill..." A roar suddenly burst out from behind Sun Chujian, and a blue crowd rushed out from every hatch, and the bright bayonet made the French people's eyes dizzy.

"God! The Chinese people dare to counterattack and charge back? Where did they get the courage..." Before the French military officer finished speaking, more than a dozen smokey black bumps flew over from the sky.

Boom boom boom... A violent explosion sounded, and the deck of the Gaul people soared into the sky, and the broken limbs and arms flew everywhere.

Seeing that, Sun Chu jumped over the mast like a tiger and rushed to the deck of the Gaul Man, his right sword flashed with blood arrows soared into the sky, and his left pistol specifically named the enemy officers. More than 70 soldiers behind him formed a gun array with bright bayonets, and one assault tore the chaotic impact array of the French.

This was simply a one-sided massacre. The French did not expect that these Chinese soldiers and Prussian sailors were not pure naval. Many of their tactics were exactly the same as those of the army, and they were even elite troops in the army.

Isn’t this bullying? Who is covered with grenades in the battle of the sea? Is the legendary dead soldier wrapped around his waist covered with explosives?

Also, those small commandos that cooperated with three or three and bayonet formations composed of dozens of people. Could it be the gun formation commonly used in the ancient cold weapon era?

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