Unexpectedly, the soldier suddenly stretched out his middle finger towards the east bank and shouted "Fuck your mother" at the Rakshasa ghosts.
He spat out the bloody phlegm!
The Tsarist Russian officer on the other side suddenly felt the shame and humiliation: "Assholes! Go to hell with all you stinking, hard, unchangeable infidels! Fire!"
There was a row of gunfire from the other side, and the dead men on the raft were immediately beaten into sieves and fell into the sea with their heads raised.
"Great! We held the last four hundred meters! The navy breaks through, break out immediately and move to Ussuri Bay. I don't want to stay in this damn place anymore!"
"Ula! Ula!" The navy cheered.
Boom Boom Suddenly, two muffled thunder sounds came from the south of the sea, and Aitolin was shocked in his heart. "The sound of cannons? What kind of cannons are these?"
Before he finished speaking, a ball of fire suddenly exploded from the shooting position of the Army that had just defended the bay, and thick smoke rose more than ten meters into the air.
"What kind of cannon is this? Why is it so powerful?"
Etolin had never seen this cannon, but some sailors in the fleet had escaped from Amami Oshima. When the familiar sound of the cannon sounded, these soldiers screamed in horror.
"It's a Chinese warship! It's that pure steel warship. God bless us! That's God's punishment! It's the Chinese Zhiyuan."
Only a 21-caliber cannon can fire with such majesty. The thin mist and gunpowder smoke on the sea cleared away, and a vague figure of a warship was revealed seven or eight kilometers due south.
The cavalry regiment on the west bank immediately jumped out of mourning. He grabbed his military cap and waved it in the air, "Long live Zhiyuan! Our battleship is coming."
"The Prime Minister must have finally blocked the last hole above! Long live!"
The new recruits from both sides of the Ussuri River didn't know what the veterans were yelling about, but when the Prime Minister's name was called out, they finally woke up.
"The Prime Minister is marching! Hahaha, we are indeed an army of the Chinese people, we are not a reckless volunteer army! We are indeed a regular army of the Chinese people! After working for generations, we can finally have hope for a job! Blast these Rakshasa ghosts to death! "
The appearance of Xiao Letian gave all the volunteers a reassurance. This subtext has already told everyone that you are a member of the Chinese ethnic group. If you are not the prime minister of the Chinese ethnic group, why did you appear?
No one is alone. Whoever dares to say that the survivors in the Far East are the abandoned children of China, we will fight to the death with him!
Xiang Ying stood on the high bridge. He looked at the burning city and listened to the rumbling sound of cannons. "The Zhiyuan will block this last opening for you! Hurry up and hurry up and finally catch up!"
Master Long walked out of the headquarters and looked to the south with relief, "Prime Minister, you are here. I can finally take off this burden. I finally know how tiring it is to be the leader. The kind of pressure that cannot be relieved is really not something ordinary people can bear." It’s under!”
The appearance of the Zhiyuan was the last straw that broke the morale of the Tsarist Russian defenders. The 21-caliber battleship's main gun turned the tide of the battle as soon as it joined the battlefield. As the largest caliber, most powerful, and longest-range cannon on the battlefield, it can easily hit children without receiving any counterattack.
There is no other weapon on the battlefield that can reach the range of the Reach, and the Reach's artillery can easily cover the entire battlefield.
The monotonous sound of explosions sounded over the city, and one shot every five minutes could be said to be extremely slow.
However, such a slow shooting gave the Tsarist Russian soldiers endless fear. It was far from the fear that hundreds of army field artillery could give. This was the pressure brought by a powerful force that could not be defeated.
Each 21-caliber high-explosive artillery shell can shatter a wooden building. At this time, there were no reinforced concrete buildings in Vladivostok, and all bunkers could not protect against such powerful cannons.
The executioners who had just blocked the mine-laying unit on the shore were stunned after just two cannons. The queue was completely confused, the officers' orders were ignored, and the soldiers began to flee like cockroaches.
Aitorin is now on the verge of tears. The two small offshore patrol ships rushing at the front have been blown into pieces by the Zhiyuan, and the wreckage sank into the only escape hatch four hundred meters wide.
Now, the last safe passage in the bay has been blocked by sunken ships. The rest of the area is full of mines, and the Amur Bay is completely blocked.
Zai Chun blocked his ears with earmuffs and shouted excitedly on the deck, "Great job! Fire! Blow them up! Blow up these Rakshasa ghosts!"
"Let you take advantage of the situation and rob us! I'll let you cut off our land in the Qing Dynasty! Someone will always come to take revenge! They will blow you up to death."
Gunnery Commander Lin Zhen and Captain Xiang Ying rolled their eyes in succession, but Zai Chun was so excited that he couldn't see the ridicule from others at all.
Lin Zhenxin said that if you weren't of noble status and just yelled at you on the deck and gave you blind orders, I could have thrown you into the sea and avenged you? I want to avenge the remnants of the Far East, okay? This guy is so annoying!
Xiang Ying walked out of the command cabin and saluted Xiao Letian and said, "Report to the Prime Minister, the Amur Gulf has been locked, and the navy in Vladivostok has become a turtle in the urn. Please advise on the next strategy."
"Very good, I want these battleships. The Chinese Navy needs a large number of training ships. From now on, these battleships will be training ships for our naval school! Let them be sealed in the bay. They will surrender after the war is over!"
"From now on, to cooperate with General Xiang's bombing plan, doesn't he want to strategically bomb the sea for 24 hours to block the sea? We will accompany him to bomb!"
An hour later, the cavalry responsible for delivering battlefield intelligence returned to Xiang Shaolong's headquarters and brought the Prime Minister's latest order. Lord Long was stunned when he opened the secret order.
"What? The battlefield command is still given to me? The Prime Minister doesn't accept my transfer application? Why is this?"
The ordering soldier drank a large ladle of cold water, "I'm sorry General, I'm just a soldier. I don't know what the Prime Minister is thinking, but Commander Ye Qiu asked me to tell the General that the battlefield in the Far East cannot be solved in a single battle of Vladivostok. The Prime Minister will not If you stay here forever, how you fight in the future depends on your methods, general!"
"So, please give the order! The Zhiyuan accepts your order, General!"
A warm current surged from the heart of Mr. Long. A soldier will die for his confidant. How much does the Prime Minister trust me? He went to the battlefield in person and still handed over the command to himself. This kindness can only be repaid with his life.
"Okay! Send my order to continue the strategic bombing at eight o'clock tonight! The entire army will attack the city and prepare for a night battle! Tomorrow morning we will welcome the Prime Minister ashore in Vladivostok!"
