"Although the Chinese have no formal diplomatic relations with the Netherlands... there has never been a war or confrontation... The Chinese intervention in the war is entirely an internal affair of the Chinese... Please exercise restraint..."
The lookout hand was soaked by the heavy rain and shivering from the cold, but he still didn't dare to move around and was nervously translating the semaphores and light signals coming from the other party.
"If you don't take the initiative to attack... our Chinese warship will not be able to hit a single bomb... the only mission of the Zhiyuan is to quell this genocide against the Chinese... the war must be stopped today..."
"Please...lower the sails...reduce...close the gun doors...exit the bay..."
Every word struck the hearts of the Dutch officers and soldiers like a heavy hammer. The superficial honorifics could not conceal the murderous intent. Marvik clenched his fists and felt mixed emotions in his heart.
Has there ever been a time when the Chinese showed off their power to the Europeans on the sea? The former coachman on the sea is now reduced to having a cannon pressed against his nose, and finally he is threatened with disarmament!
Lower the sails...reduce...close the gun doors...exit the bay!
This is not a polite negotiation. This is just a threat from the opposite side. This is a shame!
All soldiers felt a strong sense of shame. They had always regarded themselves as a superior nation in Asia, and white people had always been at the top of the food chain. When did they become reduced to obeying the orders of these Chinese?
Fight! Give the order and fight! Even if the enemy is a giant steel beast, let's fight for the pride of Europa civilization... All the sailors are shouting in their hearts, but the strange thing is... they are just shouting in their hearts.
Just when Malvik was entangled, struggling, and in pain, there was a sudden loud noise that frightened everyone. It turned out that the Zhiyuan blew the whistle, and high-pressure steam rushed out from the pipe, causing a long and terrifying sound. roar.
"Follow the other party's command...lower the sails...reduce...close the gun doors..." Marvik yelled subconsciously, but at that moment his tears fell.
"We...we withdraw from the Gulf...this war has nothing to do with us!"
"Captain..." There was an exclamation on the deck, but Malvik heard a sense of relaxation and pleasure in the voice.
The two Dutch warships accepted the conditions of the Zhiyuan very well, and began to close the gun doors and sail out of the bay. Xiang Ying also let them go as promised and did not make any dirty tricks. The two armies met in the bay. And passed.
The majesty of the steel battleship can only be appreciated at close range. When the two armies crossed each other, Malvik was only more than fifty meters away from the port side of the Zhiyuan. From this distance, he could even see a figure wearing a marshal's uniform in the command room. , maybe he is Xiao Letian.
The steel battleship releases endless pressure at close range. The hull made entirely of steel crushes it like a mountain. The densely packed rivets form strange patterns. The towering main gun has opened its gun jacket and is ready to fire. , countless sailors are busy.
It was not until these Dutch people saw the armament of the Zhiyuan at close range that they realized how wise their decision was.
Not to mention the 210-caliber main gun, the cannons and Gatling guns on both sides of the hull are beyond the resistance of the two old warships. The Armstrong cannons and Hotchkiss cannons have their gun jackets opened one by one. The sailors were ready, and the black gun barrels were looking murderously at the two Dutch warships.
A chill ran down the backs of everyone's necks. If the Chinese chose to fight against the enemy at this moment, a salvo fired from a distance of fifty meters would probably leave no one alive on the decks of the two warships.
The little grievance and unwillingness they felt just now turned into luck and luck. Everyone prayed to God from the bottom of their hearts and thanked God for saving their lives and not being buried here.
After this battle, Malvik sent a telegram to the country, detailing the powerful combat effectiveness of the Zhiyuan, and hoped that the Kingdom of the Netherlands could also build its own steel battleship.
However, the Netherlands has now given up its large naval strategy and chosen the national policy of building a country based on commerce. Naturally, it cannot build warships. However, this telegram got into the hands of the British by chance. It is said that because of this telegram, the British The process of manufacturing steel battleships increased by 30% out of thin air.
The Dutchman's retreat was not noticed at all by Xiao Letian. He was watching the battle in the command cabin and didn't even bother to look at the two wooden ships passing by.
The telescope showed the panicked indigenous army at the harbor, and further away was a chaotic retreat of people. Xiao Letian shook his head and said calmly, "I gave you a quota of three artillery shells... Isn't it a bit too much? I feel like it's a bit wasteful. !”
"With these monkeys, do we need the Zhiyuan to take action? The Army can already round them up..."
Xiang Ying quickly shook his head and said, "No, no, no... That's wrong. The Zhiyuan must fire. We must let these natives feel the most powerful destructive power and let them feel the terrifying atmosphere like the arrival of gods. This will be beneficial to our future rule..."
After speaking, Xiang Ying immediately ordered, as if he was afraid that Xiao Letian would regret it, "Two kilometers directly in front of the target...blow up the enemy camp on the dock...single shot!"
On the deck, the gunnery commander Lin Zhen shouted in the heavy rain, "Fifty kilograms of explosives are filled...high-explosive shells...at an elevation of five degrees...shoot!"
The traction rope was yanked sharply, and there was a loud bang. The strong wind shook up all the water droplets on the deck and blew them in all directions.
Looking from a distance, it was as if the Zhiyuan ship had suddenly bloomed into a flower of white mist filled with water vapor and raindrops. The bright red in the middle was the tail flame of the sprayed and roaring cannonball.
Almost instantly, fire and thick smoke rose from the indigenous coalition base camp on the dock.
It is difficult to describe the power of 21o high-explosive shells in words, especially since the Zhiyuan shells have begun to fully popularize smokeless gunpowder, especially the nitroglycerine explosive produced by Nobel Company, which has increased the power of the shells.
At present, the first batch of Chinese chemical researchers, who of course cannot be called chemists yet, are studying the application of picric acid in explosive technology. This is Xiao Letian's secret scientific research project. The Chinese have indeed taken the lead in the world in the research of explosives. at the forefront.
Explosives with added picric acid have not yet been produced, but new smokeless explosives have become widely available. These shells are three times more powerful than ordinary black powder and twice as powerful as maroon gunpowder.
Those survivors said orally that after a strange noise suddenly came from the sky, a sun suddenly lit up in the middle of the pier. The dazzling light only existed for a moment, and then quickly dimmed.
But the explosive wind started blowing from that moment!
