"Fire, for the Emperor of God!"

On the deck of the Qi Jiguang battle cruiser, the captain Qi Fei shouted excitedly.

There was a sudden harsh whistling.

Then a thirty-two-pound solid bullet hit him hard not far away. Although it bounced away in an instant due to angle problems, it still left a deep scratch on the deck like a plow, and the broken wood was sprayed like a shotgun. One of them flew over less than a foot away from him and then flew directly out of the deck.

His face, which was a bit handsome and masculine, showed a smile that would probably make the girl scream.

Obviously he liked the feeling of passing death. Then he roared and pulled the cannon rope himself. With his roar, the huge six-inch steel cannon beside him retreated fiercely, and was then pulled by the spring and slope-type cannon holder. In the deafening sound of cannons, the shells flew out with flames, fiercely pierced the air and flew over a thousand yards of sea surface in an instant, and hit the port side of the Devon third-class ship opposite. The ninety kilograms of shells flying at supersonic speed also penetrated the thick oak in an instant...

The explosion of flames shone on the Devonshire.

On the port side of this 74-grade third-class ship built thirty years ago, countless broken woods ejected out with flames, and then a huge hole with smoke appeared.

But at this moment, accompanied by the flames at the port side of another battleship of the same type, the fire continued to shine, a 32-pound solid bullet also hit the starboard side of the Qi Jiguang. The direct shot hit the shell suddenly penetrated the not-thick shell of the battle cruiser. The broken wood and shells swept across the internal artillery deck. A four-inch cannon that was about to open fire was in a mess. However, due to the design of the compartment, the other gun positions were not affected at all. Then nineteen four-inch cannons sprayed flames one after another at a very fast speed. Two four-inch cannons also hit the port side of the Wellington. The forty-pound solid bullets also chiseled the oak of the Wellington at this distance. The shells kept hitting the cabin and destroying all the wooden structures that blocked them. At the same time, they created countless broken wood that was more brutal than bullets, and even overturned a twenty-four-pound cannon that was firing directly.

But the muzzles on other gun positions of the Wellington were still spraying flames.

At this time, the six-inch cannon on the stern of the Qi Jiguang ship roared, as if a miracle, the cannon also hit the Devon County.

It's just a hit to the tail building.

The huge shells suddenly pierced the tail building like a ferocious monster. The next moment, accompanied by the explosion flames, the rear mast of the Devon suddenly shook, and as if it was being pulled by the broken tree roots, under the power of the sail, it slowly fell forward with a terrible loud noise, and finally pressed on the main mast in the middle. As the sail truss broke, the originally full sail fell, the speed of the battleship, which was soaring with nine junctions, suddenly began to slow down.

The Wellington behind him came forward without hesitation.

However, all four-inch guns on the starboard side of Qi Jiguang fired volleys again, and a solid bullet also hit the tail building of Wellington. However, the volley of Wellington also caused a 32-pound shell to hit the Qi Jiguang. Even an eighteen-pound cannon on its deck hit the Qi Jiguang's front main gun, but it was directly bounced off by the steel-surfaced wrought iron shield in front of the cannon. Even the shells were smashed into the shield. The huge impact sound was like a bell, which shocked the busy artillery soldiers behind the shield screamed...

"The bloody battle to the end, the God Emperor is with us!"

Qi Fei roared.

Then he pulled the cannon rope again...

At this moment, the entire sea surface was full of such close-range fights that could be called fist to flesh.

It must be noted that in this war, the Ming army did not actually have an advantage, at least not an absolute advantage. Although the Ming army's rifled guns have a long range and high accuracy and greater power, on the undulating sea surface, relying on almost complete character aiming technology, if you want to effectively attack the target, you still have to get closer and blur the face.

If you get closer, the British army's 32-pound cannons, 68-pound cannons, and even 24-pound cannons are not vegetarians.

Don't underestimate this thing.

The British had previously conducted systematic tests. The eighteen-pound long cannon can penetrate one foot thick pine wood at a distance of one thousand yards, and the four hundred yards standard combat distance can penetrate two feet thick oak wood. The twenty-four-pound cannon can penetrate three inches of wrought iron armor at a close distance of one hundred yards. When testing the thirty-two-pound long cannon, the shells even penetrate the entire target ship and penetrate the wooden board on the other side. As for the sixty-eight-pound cannon within a standard combat distance of four hundred yards, the cast steel solid bullet can even penetrate the armor of all French iron armor ships before the Richelieu Iron Armored ship in service in 1875.

Richelieu's iron armor is 200 mm.

The breech gun is as cruel as the ultimate.

So even the Ming army battleship could not stop the thirty-two-pound cannon at a distance of one thousand yards.

Just like British warships cannot stop the four-inch cannon.

If it exceeds this distance, although the Ming army's cannons are highly accurate, they are not equipped with stabilizers, or centralized fire control, or a large number of staff members use mechanical computers to calculate ballistics, and there is not even a Yoshino-level rangefinder. They rely solely on the gunner's character, and it is difficult to hit the target on the shaking warship.

What's more, the British army was already fighting hard at this time, and all warships were constantly getting closer.

In particular, the Ming army had six battle patrols.

The latter's protection level is not the same as that of the battleships. At such a distance, even the British army's eighteen-pound cannons could not withstand it.

In the end, the battle between the two sides turned into this kind of hand-to-hand combat that was silly.

The cannons of both sides desperately poured shells towards the other side at a distance that they could penetrate the other side, especially the British 68-pound cannons and the Ming 6-inch cannons. They all used flowering shells to bombard them, and each shell hitting the target could cause huge damage. However, this is an absolute disadvantage of the British army. In fact, only two first-class ships can be equipped with this. After all, their cannons must be borne by wooden boards, and it is impossible to install too much. The Ming army's cannons are all on steel frames, and the recoil is borne by steel, and there are primary buffering devices. Therefore, the two first-class ships of the British army have only four six-inch cannons in total. In fact, because there are only two of them in the firing world that can be used, the Ming army has a total of twenty-two six-inch cannons, and the rotating cannon stand can point to the side side at the same time.

The number of main guns has an absolute advantage, and the charge of ninety kilograms also has an absolute advantage over the sixty-eight pound shells.

The other is the accuracy advantage of the rifled gun.

After all, this distance is not the 400-yard yard slut that the British are used to. The accuracy of the smoothbore gun at a distance of 1,000 yards is qualitatively different from the rifled gun. Although the former has an absolute number advantage, the hit shells are even worse than that of the Ming army.

This ensured the victory of the Ming army.

On the battleships and battle cruisers, the artillery soldiers behind the shields were sweating and repeated the process of loading and bounced and fire. Huge shells kept firing at the enemy. On the second-layer artillery deck under their feet, the artillery soldiers carrying enemy shells were also operating their four-inch cannons, constantly attacking targets with solid bullets. Although casualties were increasing, these soldiers were fearless, carrying their belief in the God Emperor, and even with the desire to fight for the God Emperor, and then ascend to heaven to immortalize with the gods, fighting frenzy in blood and fire.

Fortunately, although all warships were shot, they were only slightly injured and would not affect the combat at all.

But the British army is different.

Under the bombardment of the Ming army's terrifying six-inch cannons, four third-class ships soon lost their combat power. After all, the power of the 90-pound flower bomb is extremely brutal. Not to mention naval battle pals like the Invincible Armada or the Avenger level, even first-class ships like the St. George could not bear it.

This giant ship, the same type as the Trafalga, is actually the first ship of St. George's class. It singled out the Ming army's Pingyuan battleship. Although it destroyed a boiler of Pingyuan with a 68-pound cannon, the Pingyuan, which had six boilers, was not greatly affected. Instead, it immediately responded to a six-inch flowering bomb. The explosion of twenty kilograms of black gunpowder caused St. George to lose four 32-pound cannons at once. At this time, it was still smoking. Even the mainmast rigging was seriously damaged. Zhang Man's mainmast sail had already shrunk...

"The St. George can't keep up!"

The captain of the USS Trafalga looked at the back and said.

"God bless!"

Yilu said expressionlessly.

The giant ship under their feet has also been shot in many places. Although the Ming army's Zhiyuan battleship opposite also suffered multiple shells, its speed has not even decreased. The two single-handed battleships are diagonally inserted into the waterway south of Kalimen Island. Although the waterway is narrow and dangerous, Yilu has only one choice left.

As for the battlefield behind him, it has been disrupted.

Those British battleships were fighting almost against the main ships of the Ming army. In addition to Zhiyuan and Jingyuan, which were opposed by Trafalga and St. George, the remaining twelve Ming army's main ships against the twelve British third-class ships. At this time, the entire sea was filled with smoke and cannons. The warships on both sides scattered wood and flesh with the whistling of shells. However, with the advantages of artillery power and accuracy, the Ming army obviously had the upper hand. Even the smaller Dingzhenwei three ships were still suppressing their opponents with the newly replaced four-inch cannons. On the north side of the battlefield, the Ming army cruisers had already started a melee with the remaining British cruisers and gunboats. Even the six cruisers that were originally left in Singapore to provide cover for the Marine Corps also joined the battlefield. The four-inch and three-inch naval guns used also had the advantage.

In fact, all the British officers and soldiers knew very well at this time that they could not escape this huge pocket without a miracle, but their dignity as the overlord of the sea made them unable to accept failure. The Royal Navy had been invincible for more than a hundred years, and they firmly believed that they could still withstand the test this time.

But what was surprising was that the monster underwater no longer appeared.

The latter sank ten cruisers and gunboats in total, but after the tenth British warship sank, he disappeared strangely and never continued to cause trouble for the pitiful Royal Navy.

Of course, it would be a disaster if he was replaced by his hands.

"What does he want to do?"

Captain Trafalga said in confusion.

"He was killed by stray bullets, right?"

Then he said again.

But he himself knew that this was a bit pure fantasy.

"Hmph, we are the mice that the old cat brings to the kitten. He is not in a hurry to solve us, but to serve as a sparring training for his soldiers. He is using us to train soldiers. His soldiers are not like us, who have experienced countless wars and accumulated hundreds of years of experience. Before, their opponent was the Tatars, and the latter could not allow them to learn a real sea war, and this naval battle is the ritual of his navy."

Yilu said with a sneer.

He was right, that's what Yang Feng planned.

At this moment, His Majesty the Emperor of God was lying leisurely on a very small reef, just like the legendary mermaids, with his lower body soaked in the sea water, his upper body exposed to the water, and he slapped the sea from time to time, and then leisurely looked at the battlefield filled with smoke in the distance. The Su Wei'er March was still playing in his built-in sound system. The majestic and passionate music stirred high-pitchedly on the sea surface. The roar of the cannons seemed like a harmony in the music. His Majesty the Emperor of God was missing his youth hundreds of years ago in the strange music, watching his subordinates fighting with the British fleet...

He said that it was for training troops.

Although he was indeed able to sink all the British warships underwater alone, this was of no use to improve his army's combat effectiveness. What he wanted was a powerful fleet that could truly drive out and roam the ocean, rather than a group of troops who were used to being under the care of the God Emperor. They could not truly grow up without the God Emperor. After all, they would have to often go to Europe without the God Emperor in the future, so they had to grow up as soon as possible to take over the burden of the God Emperor. His army was fine. Even if the opponent was the Qing army, he had grown up enough after so many years of continuous wars, but his navy had not experienced real bloody battles. Yilu's fleet was the best whetstone. All he needed to do was to mobilize morale. Even if he had to lose a certain number of warships, he would have to let the Ming army fight this bloody battle.

As for casualties...

This is not important. In fact, the Ming soldiers did not care about casualties. For them, the death of the God Emperor was a ladder to ascend to heaven.

By the way, this is the eighth year that the Divine Emperor has arrived on earth. His divine character has been solid. Especially these naval soldiers mainly in Nanyang and Guangdong and Guangxi are all the most fanatical believers. They themselves, their families, and even all their relatives, friends and neighbors will be glorified by their country and the Divine Emperor.

This is the power of faith.

“It’s time to end!”

The God Emperor, who was lying on the reef, looked at the Zhiyuan and Trafalga who were coming in the distance while fighting, and said with a satisfied smile.

Then he retreated and instantly sank into the sea.
Chapter completed!