Thin skin, large stuffing with eighteen pleats... This is used to describe Goubuli steamed buns, but at this moment, it seems to be very appropriate to describe Cyric's battleship.
Although the armor is quite thick for other battleships, in front of the 305mm caliber artillery of the Tang Army battleship, it is just like a piece of kraft paper.
Mirage Kazuo was about to vomit blood when he saw his own warship as huge as a mountain exploded and capsized on the sea.
The navy he commanded was the last hope of the Mirage Kingdom. Many of these warships were purchased by His Majesty the King of the Mirage Kingdom and the princes and ministers who scrimped on food and clothing and donated money and materials.
In order to assemble such a powerful fleet, everyone in the Mirage Kingdom has almost pawned their own pants. If something goes wrong with this fleet, then he, Mirage Kazuo, will almost be the sinner of the entire Mirage Kingdom.
Therefore, he knew that he could either quickly escape with the fleet and then go back to commit suicide to apologize and be responsible for the bad situation that sank a battleship.
Either he would lead the fleet here to annihilate the Tang fleet in front of him, and use this achievement to compensate for the loss of a battleship.
Unfortunately, he knew better than anyone that he could not do either of these two options. He could not lead the fleet to retreat despite his own slow speed, nor could he guarantee the complete annihilation of the Tang Army fleet in front of him.
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However, he must give it a try! If he gives up, then he will really be responsible for the Mirage Kingdom's collapse. If he turns defeat into victory, then he will be the hero of the entire Mirage Kingdom!
"How long will it take before the cannon can be fired?" A man from Mirage looked at the adjutant beside him anxiously and asked impatiently.
Before the adjutant could answer, the volley from the Mirage Navy started again. The roar of a series of cannons overwhelmed the other noises, and the sea suddenly burst into flames. It was a spectacle.
The moment he heard the sound of his own artillery, Mirage Kazuo prayed silently in his heart. He prayed that his artillery would be lucky enough to hit the enemy ship. This was almost his last hope.
But if praying was useful, Tang Mo might have been cursed to death by Cyric's people long ago.
Kazuo Mirage's prayers are destined to have no effect. This kind of thing that happens purely due to luck, the more people pray, the less likely it will happen.
Therefore, in the second round of salvos, the Mirage Navy could only stare at the water columns rising in the distance in a daze. They tried their best and the shells landed closer, but they still failed to hit the Tang Navy.
As the distance between the two sides gradually approached, the subsequent cruisers also began to engage in artillery battles with each other. The scene that took a long time to erupt with a round of earth-shattering artillery fire became as dense as raindrops.
A large number of 150mm-caliber artillery joined this artillery feast. Water columns began to rise near the battle lines of both sides, and everyone became extremely nervous.
Not all battleships are indestructible, so even small-caliber artillery attacks on each other are still a life-or-death battle in the eyes of the captains of destroyers and cruisers.
Because the rate of fire is higher, the artillery battles between small calibers are more cruel and bloody. Soon, the warships of the Mirage Kingdom were hit by the shells, and then the warships of the Tang Army were hit and smoked.
Both sides kept pouring their ammunition into the opponent's battle line, firing non-stop, crazy and a little numb.
Compared with the battles of the army, the battles of the navy are more like the daily work of each person performing their duties. The loaders cannot see the enemy warships at all. They are only responsible for loading ammunition into the gun bores in the closed turret.
That’s it.
At the same time, the soldiers in the boiler room were just shoveling coal into the boiler and turning the valves to let the machines as tall as the buildings output the power the captain needed.
Half, or rather the vast majority, of the soldiers could not see the appearance of the enemy. The second before they died in battle, they did not even feel that the war had broken out around them.
"Fire!" The captain of the cruiser holding a telescope ruthlessly gave the order to attack. On a nearly parallel route far away from his side, a row of mirage warships were also firing in his direction.
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The battle lines on both sides were flashing with firelight, and then pieces of white smoke dispersed in the black smoke, which looked spectacular.
Soon, a mirage cruiser was hit by a cannonball and caught fire. From under the chimney where black smoke was originally rising, billowing black smoke also appeared from the place where it was hit.
On this side, a destroyer of the Tang Army was also hit. The twisted iron cabin where it was hit by the shell was completely destroyed. The dead sailors were lying in a mess in the cabin that had no trace of its original appearance. Blood was flowing along the wires and pipes.
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At the same time, the Mirage battleship that began to turn faced another salvo attack from the Tang army. The fourth battleship behind was hit by a bullet and also began to emit billowing black smoke.
The battleship had already begun to turn, so it was hit near the stern. The shell penetrated the main gun turret at the stern, which directly caused the explosion of the ammunition depot at the stern.
The thick armor was twisted and deformed by the violent explosion inside. Finally, the violent shock wave tore apart an internal cabin before gradually calming down.
At the moment when the explosion expanded, the tail steering gear and the drive shaft were all destroyed. After the battleship's chimney spurted a ball of flame, the entire battleship lay completely motionless on the sea.
In less than a minute, the stern of the battleship began to sink at a speed visible to the naked eye. The stern porthole, which was still some distance away from the sea, was almost swallowed by the waves.
"The enemy ship is turning!" The observation post quickly discovered the news of the enemy ship's turn, because the originally calculated accurate bombardment parameters seemed to deviate greatly.
"Near miss! The enemy ship is moving away! Recalculate the parameters! Speed... let's refer to the previous data for speed!" In the slightly dim cabin, under the yellow light, the officer covered the phone receiver and loudly reviewed the calculated values.
the sergeants shouted.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! They have just calculated the parameters that are enough to hit the enemy ship. After only two rounds of bombardment, the enemy ship began to turn... This is simply torturing them.
These are math students.
Amidst the curses, everyone began to work again. Some people began to spin the roulette wheel in front of them, matching the corresponding parameters, and then came up with a relatively correct shooting parameter value.
At the same time, in the command tower of the battleship bridge, Bernard watched the battleships of the Mirage Navy begin to turn, with a victorious smile on his face.
He had severely damaged two enemy battleships, and now the absolute numbers of both sides had reversed, from three to four to three to two, and he now became the side with the advantage.
At the same time, he had already convinced himself of the fact that his battleship had a clear advantage through previous battles. At this time, he no longer had the nervousness before, and was filled with the joy of a successful battle.
"Adjust the course! Right rudder 5! Chase!" Bernard didn't know the enemy's speed and steering angle, so he could only imitate the lake and use subtle adjustments to maintain the distance between him and the enemy fleet.
"Right rudder 5! Adjust course!" the adjutant loudly conveyed the order. Black smoke billowed out of the chimneys of the battleships on both sides, indicating that both sides were constantly burning coal to maintain the maximum speed of their battleships.
"Fengshun 31 was hit by an enemy ship and seriously injured... the speed can only be maintained at about 10 kilometers and has left the queue." An officer walked behind Bernard and reported the just confirmed losses.
"Fengshun No. 19 was slightly injured, Weigang No. 21 was slightly injured..." Then, the officer continued to report, describing the minor damage status of the five warships in one breath.
Hearing this series of losses, Bernard's face became a little uneasy. He looked at the other party and asked: "Where is the result?"
"One enemy ship was sunk, two were severely damaged, and six were damaged. The fighting is still going on." The officer immediately replied.
After hearing this result, Bernard's face looked a little better. Although the loss was still huge, he was very satisfied with being able to achieve such a brilliant result.
After all, the gap between small warships is not as huge as imagined. Tang Jun also sacrificed some quality for quantity. It is not easy to achieve such an exchange ratio.
"Let those who can keep up with the formation, and those whose speed is impaired, immediately leave the formation, and allow them to return alone, or leave the battle zone and stand by!" Bernard gave the order.
"Yes! General!" The officer stood at attention and saluted, and then went to convey Bernard's order.
Mirage Kazuo saw that another battleship was seriously damaged during the turn of his side. He lost his footing and almost fell down.
It was as if he had also felt the explosion of the battleship just now. He held on to the table and took a long time to stabilize his emotions.
When the king of the Mirage Kingdom handed over the navy fleet to him, he valued the pirate character of the Mirage Man who was vigorous and vigorous, dared to risk his life, and at the same time refused to suffer losses.
But now, Kazuo Mirage watched helplessly as his country's most precious battleship had been lost more than half, and he was in a state of disorientation.
While he was constantly thinking about how to take the remaining fleet away from the battlefield to reduce losses, he was also constantly thinking about how to explain this matter to his Majesty the King.
At this moment, he knew very well that this was no longer a problem that he could solve by committing suicide. It was him who ruined the fate of the entire Mirage Kingdom. He personally sent all the possessions of the Mirage Navy to hell.
"What should I, how should I explain to His Majesty?" Mirage Yinan looked at his adjutant in despair, and did not even mention the matter of turning defeat into victory.
His adjutant's face was also pale at this time, because he was afraid, he was terrified, and he did not want to be buried with the general in front of him in the iron coffin under his feet!
