The Atlantic naval battle of Liufa was full of uncertainties, dramas and surprises from the beginning to the end. This was the first appearance of the Chinese navy in the world, and it became a classic battle that later generations of military scientists talked about and continued to study.
It is undeniable that Sun Chujian played a very important role in the entire battle. At the beginning, he just wanted to delay a little time, but due to the dual factors of their brave fighting and Molière's greed for success, the Kunshan actually won A glorious victory.
The Gauls and the Kunshan were both martyred, and the Holy's damage rate reached 15%. Although it could still fight, the madman-like combat style of the Sino-Prussian coalition just now deeply shocked them.
There is no room for hesitation on the battlefield, and there is no room for military morale to waver. Looking at the French sailors struggling for help on the sea, the Holy Spirit quickly put down the boat and went to rescue the people. In this way, the only battleships participating in the pursuit of the Zhiyuan were the battleship Glorious and the cruiser Pious. .
"Shoot! Kill these bastards..." The sailors on the boat subconsciously wanted to massacre the survivors, but the captain of the Holy Ship quickly stopped them.
"Everyone, stop it! France needs alive prisoners, we need confessions to conduct diplomatic negotiations with the enemy, no one is allowed to kill prisoners..."
The aggrieved sailors dragged all the surviving foreign students and Prussian sailors on the sea to the small boat and tied them tightly with a rope.
"Look, this is the Chinese commander! He is still alive...immediately hoist him to the deck for treatment. This is the best prisoner. With him, this lawsuit will be fought!"
While the Holy Ship was cleaning the battlefield, the other two warships were sailing at full speed towards the west. Molière knew very well that the Kunshan alone could not afford such a large-scale attack. Those sets of fireworks signals just now It must be a signal to the enemy to the west.
Major General Bruce was somewhat cautious. He whispered, "A clipper ship has such terrifying combat effectiveness. We should be more cautious from time to time..."
"No! There is no time. These Chinese are as cunning as foxes. They know that this sea area belongs to the Europeans. Their supplies are absolutely not enough far away from the mainland, so they cannot be eager to fight... This ship is the tail that the gecko lost in order to escape! "
"Follow me, I must see with my own eyes what a battleship worth the lives of a whole crew of people is like..."
Perhaps the goddess of luck lifted her skirt to the French. Before Molière could finish speaking, the wind on the sea suddenly increased, the keels of the two battleships creaked, and the ship's speed increased rapidly.
Perhaps it was because of the fierce quarrel between Lin Zhen and Xiang Ying that they could not reach an agreement, so the Zhiyuan ship lost the best opportunity to escape. When the figure of the Glory appeared in the east, Xiang Ying finally let go of Lin Zhen's clothes and fiercely He stamped his feet and shouted, "Now you win! Get ready for war, we have been exposed... In order to keep the secret of the Zhiyuan, we must sink these two French battleships!"
Xiang Ying has never been a coward. The reason why he chose to retreat before was because he was afraid that the secrets of the Zhiyuan would be leaked. He was very clear about the importance of this battleship to the future development of the navies of various countries. Let alone capturing the Zhiyuan, even if a few things were leaked, A photo or a hand-drawn painting is an eye-opening destruction of the Prime Minister's plan.
The better the confidentiality work is now, the high-tech advantages possessed by the Zhiyuan will be maintained for a longer period of time, and time is Ryukyu's most urgently needed resource.
"Boiler pressurization! The left rudder is full... The port side is facing the enemy! The front and rear main guns are ready for battle..." The Zhiyuan drew an arc of white water on the sea, and the three main guns slowly rotated driven by the hydraulic gear set. Heavy muzzle.
When the sound and shadow of the Zhiyuan appeared in front of the French, everyone was stunned. Time seemed to have stopped at that moment. Molière had never seen such a weird warship.
"What is this? God, please tell me what kind of battleship this is? Is it the Nautilus written by Jules Verne? But isn't that a science fiction novel? And the Nautilus is originally a submarine, okay..."
Jules Verne is a famous French novelist, later known as the father of science fiction. He now lives in Paris and is friends with Dumas and others. His science fiction novels are very popular in Europe, and Molière is also a fan of his books. .
Now the ultra-avant-garde design style of the Zhiyuan made Molière's eyes shine. Apart from the fact that such a warship can be imagined in Verne's science fiction novels, does such an incredible ship really exist in reality?
There is no room for confusion on the battlefield. Now that the distance between the Zhiyuan and the Glory is less than six kilometers, now is the time to prepare for war.
"Why are you so frightened? The enemy has already met the enemy on the port side. Immediately, the right rudder is full, and the fleet is preparing to launch a volley on the starboard side... Don't think that we are afraid of you because your artillery caliber is large. We have more artillery than you..."
Bruce didn't know that there was a vibrato in his roar, and an unprecedented fear surged from the bottom of his heart.
"Get closer, get closer... We are a modified ironclad ship. Our bow and stern cannons have a caliber of 120mm, and even the cannons in the sides have a caliber of 76mm... Our firepower far exceeds that of the enemy. I We have more cannons than the enemy..."
Bruce was hissing like a madman, but at this moment, two balls of fire suddenly lit up on the bow and stern of the Zhiyuan in the distance, followed by an explosion like thunder.
In the Atlantic Battle of Liufa, the Zhiyuan fired the first shot!
The violent explosion blasted tons of seawater into the sky, drenching Moliere and Bruce's military uniforms like a heavy rain. At this time, the two men woke up from hysteria.
"My God, the explosion point is so close? How can the range of this battleship be so far? Speed up and rush forward immediately..." Bruce is going crazy. Although the main guns of the Glory and the Pious can barely hit six kilometers After all, the distance is relatively small, and the cannonball has little kinetic energy to resist the attraction of the earth at the end of its flight. This means that it is difficult to calculate the terminal parabola accurately.
The effective range of the Glorious should be within three kilometers. The closer the gun is to this distance, the higher the accuracy. But today's Zhiyuan taught them a big lesson. The ultra-long distance of six kilometers is a distance that is unimaginable in naval battles in this era, but the Zhiyuan surprised everyone.
"Six kilometers? Damn it, what is the caliber of which artillery? Is it more than 180 mm? My God, what kind of ship can withstand such a large recoil?"
"Is this a Chinese warship? When did the braided pigs have more warships than Europe? This is unscientific! This is unfair..."
Molière's face was covered with water stains, and he didn't know whether it was the waves that had just splashed or the flow of horse urine, but there was indeed a hint of crying in his roar.
"Rush up... fire a salvo within three kilometers... Our only way now is to defeat the enemy with the number of artillery, there is no other way..."
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh, is this Xiao Letian the whip of God sent by you? Are you really punishing us?" This book was first published from, read the original content first!
