Chapter six hundred and thirty first welcome
Under the gloomy sky, more than ten narrow-shaped "Flying"-class warships were quietly leaning on the dock, with a displacement of 600 tons. The entire warship was equipped with 32 24-pound cannons and 14 12-pound cannons. It is also one of the main battleships currently in service in the Royal Dutch Navy.
At this time, many sailors were constantly busy on these warships. While sails slowly rose, a sailor with bare shirtless and strong upper body was drawing paddles. With the efforts of the sailors, the warship slowly sailed away from the dock.
"Dangdangdangdang..."
The bell hanging in the harbor rang rapidly, it was the sound of preparing for battle, and it was also an alarm to all sailors that the enemy was about to arrive.
Lieutenant Colonel Andorno stood on the deck of the flagship "Black Pearl" and looked back at the castle behind him with a complex look in his eyes.
He knew very well that the Ming fleet that was coming this time was not comparable to the tonnage, firepower and quantity of the fleet he had in his hands, but he still attacked without hesitation, because neither the glory of the soldiers nor the mission he shouldered could make him retreat.
He turned around and said coldly to the first mate behind him: "Rise the battle flag and tell everyone that the warriors of our Royal Dutch Navy will die in the battle even if they die!"
Sonod stood on the city wall and watched the warships with red, white and blue flags slowly sailing out of the port with a rapid bell. A sad mood surged into his heart. He knew that it was probably the last time he had seen these warships and those brave sailors.
Shortly after the Dutch warships were sent out of the port, dozens of nautical miles away, a huge fleet of twenty-two fourth-class warships, thirty-two fifth-class warships and twenty-six sixth-class warships was rapidly heading towards the city of Gerlandzha.
In the center of the fleet, the Zhenyuan, as the flagship, was naturally the target of key protection. Although Yang Feng was very unhappy, he proposed to Liu Xiang and Lu Guangbiao several times to put the Zhenyuan in the front position, but each time the two of them decided to come back firmly.
These two men, in contrast to their usual attitude towards him, told him that as long as they were still the admiral of the navy, would never let such a thing happen.
Although he was criticized, Yang Feng could not be angry either. Because now he is no longer the white body that he had just arrived in this time and space when he was staying in the farmhouse.
Today, Yang Feng is already an important official of the Ming Dynasty who holds nearly 50,000 elite soldiers and a nearly 10,000 navy troops. He also holds the hen that lays golden eggs in the Royal Trading Company of the Ming Dynasty, not to mention countless people who rely on him to make a living. It is no exaggeration to say that if something happens to him, the entire Ming Empire will fall into chaos.
"Qi Bi, the two admirals, discovered the Dutch fleet twelve nautical miles southeast, with fifteen ships!" The voice of the first mate came from the cab.
Yang Feng ignored Liu Xiang's inquiring gaze and said lightly: "I have said a long time ago that you are experts in the battle of the sea, and you will decide how to act!"
Liu Xiang smiled when she heard this. Although the truth is this, she is not a fool. Now that Yang Feng is by her side, she has to ask Yang Feng for his opinion even as a minimum respect. Now that she has received Yang Feng's "order" from Yang Feng, she has released her courage to command the battle.
"Tell me my order, the fleet will be encircled in a fan shape, and we must wipe out all the Dutch fleet!"
"clear!"
With Liu Xiang's order, the originally line-shaped fleet soon divided into herringbones and surrounded the Dutch fleet.
"These Ming people... are so bullying!"
On the deck of the Black Pearl, an officer shouted angrily at the oncoming Ming fleet.
In the history of naval warfare in countries around the world, various formations have appeared, but in today's firearm era, many formations have been eliminated, leaving only a few of the most practical ones, but this herringbone formation is definitely not included.
Of course, nothing is absolute, and there are also people who use this formation in naval battles. But only when one side is strong enough to make the opponent desperate, it will be used to round up the opponent.
In most cases, no commander dares to do this easily, because after using this formation, if the enemy has a certain strength, he can easily penetrate this weak encirclement and bite it back.
Those who dare to do this are either crazy or have absolute confidence in their own strength. This is also the reason why this Dutch officer is so angry.
"Do you feel very angry?" Andorno glanced at his first mate, "If I were the other party's commander, I would do this, because they have this strength."
The first mate was stunned. Judging from the current situation, the other party did have the capital to do so.
Although everyone knew that this attack was likely to be the last battle in their lives when they set out, the first mate still looked sad and angry: "Lieutenant Colonel, when will our great Royal Dutch Navy fall to this point? If only our main fleet could be here."
"Don't say these are useless."
Andorno interrupted him without hesitation, and his bright eyes swept to the people on the deck and shouted loudly.
"The current situation is that we have to use fifteen warships to fight the opponent's more than seventy warships. The opponent's number of warships and tonnage far exceeds us. The only thing we can do is to use our blood and cannons to tell the yellow monkeys that the great Royal Dutch Navy can roam the world not only because of our invincible fleet, but also our courage to never surrender and our belief in decisive death. Now please tell me, are you ready to die in battle?"
After a while of silence on the deck, a thunderous sound rang out: "Ready!"
On the Zhenyuan, Liu Xiang's face became a little solemn, "It seems that these Dutch people are going to fight to the death."
Under Andorno's command, fifteen warships hung sails like arrows from a string and rushed towards the middle of the Fujian Navy. Their purpose was very simple, that was, to use all their strength to chisel their encirclement formation.
Liu Xiang murmured: "It seems that I have underestimated the Dutch navy. Whenever I think of them as having the courage to burn their boats, let's see who is more powerful."
Two fleets of all sails were heading towards each other, and the distance of a few nautical miles was quickly brought closer. When both sides narrowed to a distance of 300 meters, they were as if they had an appointment, and both sides fired at the same time.
For a moment, hundreds of shells let out a hideous roar and cut through the air and flew towards the target.
Chapter completed!