It was dusk.
Here at the Osaka harbor controlled by the shogun, the raging fires and thick smoke mingled with the setting sun on the horizon, as if competing to see which could burn brighter.
The huge, bustling harbor was now engulfed in flames. Amid the fire and smoke, the dense silhouettes of ships groaned and burst apart or snapped in two. Firefighters ran about, shouting outside the buildings being consumed by the flames. Countless bodies, broken planks, and ships that had listed, broken apart, or capsized floated on the water around the docks. Meanwhile, one tattered sail after another still stubbornly belched black smoke, their masts the only parts left above the surface. It was more than enough to show what had happened here.
That was right. Half a day earlier, the Li family fleet, led by two troublesome little girls, had arrived outside this harbor. There, they had encountered the Kurushima fleet, which had received word of their arrival and was lying in wait alongside the shogun's fleet, ready to ambush them.
At the time, several hundred ships of all sizes had launched a desperate assault on the Li family fleet from four different directions. They seemed to be trying to annihilate the vaunted Li family fleet once and for all in Osaka Bay, which had only two exits.
Unfortunately, they had miscalculated...
They had greatly overestimated the combat strength of their ships and severely underestimated the true strength of the Li family fleet!
At any rate, when a certain little girl admiral resolutely ordered the fleet to split into two groups, advance at full speed in parallel formations, and fire on the enemy with their outer guns, then flexibly turn while moving forward to cross paths and alternate their inner guns, the outcome was soon decided. Under