The tactics of the Ming navy were very clear.

The large ships pinned down the enemy's main force, the small warships launched sneak attacks, and the keel gunboats reaped the rewards of the battlefield.

With superior firepower and tacit cooperation, the Ming navy quickly took the initiative on the battlefield.

After more than an hour of fierce fighting, another large ship of the Jiannu navy was sunk by the Ming army.

Kong Youde could no longer hold back and ordered: "Inform all naval units that the Ming army is too large and powerful to be matched by ours, and retreat to the port immediately."

"Your Highness, it is obvious that we have more people than the Ming army!" said the messenger with a straightforward look on his face.

Kong Youde's face darkened: "Why are you talking so much nonsense? Just pass on the order if I ask you to."

"yes!"

The messenger waved the flag and whispered: "Run quickly, we are no match for the Ming army."

The Jiannu navy fled immediately after receiving the order.

Yuan Shu seized the opportunity and led his fleet into the Jiannu navy's fleet, with the two sides sailing side by side.

Under normal circumstances, the two sides would fight each other fiercely.

But at this time, the Jiannu navy had already received the order to retreat and had no intention of fighting.

The battle on the sea turned into a one-sided chase.

The Jiannu navy suffered heavy losses under the pursuit of the Ming army and was not able to catch its breath until it reached the range of the coastal defense artillery.

Outside the range of the coastal defense artillery, the officers and soldiers of the Ming navy gathered on the deck, venting their emotions with shouts: "The Ming army is mighty! The Ming army is mighty!"

They haven't fought a war in too long.

This battle not only won the victory, but also boosted our confidence and morale.

After the roar, the large warships were on guard in the surroundings, and the small warships began to clean up the battlefield.

The navy cleans up the battlefield differently from the infantry.

Infantry can collect a lot of weapons, armor and other supplies for reuse when cleaning the battlefield.

The navy was ineffective and most of the supplies sank to the bottom of the sea.

Floating on the sea were corpses and wreckage of warships.

Yang Zhan shouted on a big boat: "Open your eyes wide to see if there is anyone alive on the sea."

"If you meet friendly forces, rescue them. If you meet enemy forces, give them a quick death!"

"Take a look at the corpses too. The higher the rank of the enemy general, the more valuable his head is!"

While the Ming navy was cleaning up the battlefield, Kong Youde fled back to the port of Lushun in a panic.

When he returned to the port, he immediately ordered: "Everyone assemble and stand by. Report any attack on the forts on the shore immediately to prevent the Ming army from landing suddenly."

After arranging the defense, Kong Youde picked up the teapot and filled half a pot of tea.

After wiping the water stains from the corners of his mouth, he suddenly remembered something and hurriedly said to the soldiers around him, "Order the navy to count the casualties. I want to report to the court."

An hour later, the casualties of each unit were counted.

"Today we lost 39 large and small warships, including 3 large and small ships, 9 winter ships, 11 patrol ships, and 16 bird ships. In addition, there are 124 wounded and 805 missing or killed."

Bang!

Kong Youde slammed the table hard.

Three thousand people went to the battle, and nearly 30% of them were killed or wounded!

He could accept failure, but not this level of failure.

"Your Highness, the Ming army has strong ships and powerful artillery. We are no match for them!" said the personal soldier with a sigh.

Kong Youde nodded, "The Ming navy is indeed wealthy, and they are willing to move the red cannons onto the ship."

"Your Majesty, how about we move the Red Cannon onto the ship? That thing can penetrate the cabin with one shot, it's so useful!"

"Hey!" Kong Youde slapped his thigh. "You've hit the nail on the head. Bring me some paper and pen. I want to write a letter to the court."

After taking the paper and pen, Kong Youde thought for a long time, and then began to write quickly.

Before this, he had fantasized about being able to fight the Ming navy to a draw, but through this battle he finally realized the real gap between the two navies.

Weak, the Eight Banners Navy is too weak!

If you want to fight against the Ming navy, you must increase the military expenditure of the Eight Banners navy.

After writing it, Kong Youde sent a fast horse to deliver the official document to Shengjing.

The climate in Liaodong at the end of June is neither cold nor hot, and is very pleasant.

In the Chongzheng Hall, Oboi was reading the official documents sent by Kong Youde to the young Fulin, his uncle the Regent Daishan, and his uncle the loyal and regent Jirha.

After the document was read, the scene fell silent.

Fulin stared in disbelief: "Did I hear correctly? Three thousand versus two thousand, not only did Prince Gongshun lose, he also lost 30% of his troops?"

"Your Majesty, you heard it right." Aobai responded.

Daishan and Jirgalang turned to look at each other at the same time.

They saw in each other's eyes... shock.

"Is the Ming army's navy so powerful?" Daishan frowned.

"Yeah, this is too outrageous!" Jirgalang frowned.

"It's not outrageous," Aobai explained, "The official document shows that the Ming army moved the red cannon onto the warships. Our warships can't stop the shells of the red cannons at all."

"Then let's move the red cannon onto the warship!" Fulin said in a tone that was half commanding, half negotiating.

He is eleven years old this year, and already has his own ideas in his mind, and has some resistance to Jirgalang and Daishan.

Seeing that the two princes were silent, Fulin coughed lightly and began to call the names: "Prince Zheng, speak!"

"Your Majesty," Prince Zheng Jierhalang bowed, "I don't know much about the navy, so I dare not speak rashly. Let Prince Li speak."

Fulin's face turned a little blue.

As a faithful and loyal uncle who assists the government, Jirgalang should speak out his thoughts, regardless of whether he understands or not.

After all, this is the court, and someone is needed to give advice.

When Prince Li Daishan saw Jirgalang putting the blame on himself, he snorted in his heart and bowed, saying, "Your Majesty, I am not trying to shirk my responsibility. I don't understand the navy, and I am afraid that my nonsense will harm the country!"

Fulin's face turned from blue to green.

Daishan and Jirgalang are of the same character. They try to pass on the blame if they can. If they really can't, they just use the excuse of saying something ridiculous that harmed the country to cover it up.

It’s so abominable!

Did Jirgalang and Daishan really not understand?

I really don’t understand, and even if I do, I can’t express it.

say what?

It's nothing more than building warships, casting naval guns, training navy and so on.

But... these things require a lot of money and resources.

The imperial court was short of money and they didn't want to be the scapegoat.

"Aobai, tell me!" Fulin looked at this important official of the Bordered Yellow Banner.

Oboi did not dare to be perfunctory and hurriedly stood there to think.

Fulin was not only the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, but also the leader of the Bordered Yellow Banner. He could not undermine the leader.

After thinking for a while, Aobai frowned and said, "Your Majesty, I don't understand the navy."

The moment he heard these words, Fulin's face turned purple.

Just before Fulin was about to get angry, Aobai added: "I recommend someone who understands the navy."

"Who do you recommend?"

"Hong Chengchou, the surrendered minister!"