Under the bombardment from both the north and south banks of the Li-Qin River, and the ramming of the opposite ship loaded with gunpowder and kerosene.
His navy was almost completely wiped out.
Zheng Chenggong looked around numbly. Less than one-tenth of the ships had escaped, and they were all small and medium-sized warships. The large warships were almost all lost.
He knew that their powerful navy, built up over decades, was completely finished.
Just as Zheng Chenggong was lost in thought, someone suddenly exclaimed:
"Ships, a fleet!"
With a cry of surprise, Zheng Chenggong immediately looked ahead and saw a massive fleet sailing upstream.
Zheng Chenggong took out the binoculars he had obtained from the Hongyi people, which he always carried with him, and looked through them.
The ships were covered with cannons, and most importantly, they flew Li Qin's military flag.
They were Li Qin's navy.
Li Qin actually transferred his navy from Shandong.
At this moment, Zheng Chenggong looked at the navy that was heading straight towards them.
If his navy were still intact, he wouldn't be afraid of this navy at all, considering the superiority of their warships.
Their own navy was superior to the opposing navy.
However, with only these wrecked ships that have just escaped, defeating the opposing navy is basically a pipe dream.
But he had nowhere to run.
On this narrow stretch of the Yangtze River, opposite him was Li Qin's navy, and behind him was the slaughterhouse from which he had just escaped.
Finally, Zheng Chenggong gave the order to the remaining warships to meet them.
At this moment, Zheng Chenggong's eyes were filled with determination; he could already foresee his fate.
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