The Navy's flag of residual blood began to slowly fall from the top of the mast. The Zhiyuan stopped the strong wind pressurization, and the pressure of the boiler also began to gradually decrease. The accompanying engineers and technicians hurriedly checked the Zhiyuan's systems. The river wrestling made these technicians shed a cold sweat.
Xiang Ying's hand has been bandaged, and he is now slowly sailing towards the sea outside Port Said. There are no longer berths for so many warships at the pier, and the combined fleet must anchor in the sea for a short rest.
Watching the warships emerging from the mouth of the canal one after another behind them, the French army in Port Said finally accepted their fate. The shore defense artillery on the port fort pursued them and did not dare to fire, even though the shells had been unpacked and the medicine packs were ready. They were all ready, but at the last moment they backed down.
"It feels like a lion fighting a rabbit, I used too much force..." Xiang Ying said suddenly while looking at the flag bearer folding the residual blood flag.
Of course Cai Bixia could understand the agility in these words. She smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, if we had known that this French battleship was so vulnerable, we really shouldn't have taken out this flag..."
Under the banner of residual blood, there will be no retreat, no victory, no defeat!
This was supposed to be the final move to boost morale at the critical moment of battle, but it felt a bit wasteful to use it here today.
The world underestimated the Zhiyuan, and even the Chinese themselves underestimated the advancement of the Zhiyuan. In Xiang Ying's mind, although the Zhiyuan was bound to win, the Zhiyuan itself was destined to be injured after this violent collision, and even No minor repairs needed.
Before the collision, almost everyone thought it was a tragic victory that would hurt both sides. Even Xiao Letian himself was very worried and did not show his usual strong confidence.
It was precisely because people's hearts were filled with such pessimistic inferences that there was that deafening roar of broken jade and the flag of residual blood fluttering in the wind.
But what happened next was a big joke for these young people. When the hammer was swung round, they thought it would hit the red anvil mountain and cause sparks to fly. However, they did not expect that the hammer hit the egg directly with a pop. , causing everyone embarrassment.
Xiang Ying looked at the gauze on his hand and shook his head helplessly, "You used too much force! Failure, what a failure!"
This unexpected impact was undoubtedly a great stimulus to the European naval design community. Those arrogant and conservative warship design masters shut their mouths one after another and began to think about whether their previous judgments were reasonable.
Prior to this, the naval design community had not been optimistic about the rebellious design concept of the Zhiyuan. Their consciousness was still stuck on the design concepts of the sail warship era such as a large ship, many guns, and side salvos.
In their minds, the shortcomings of the Zhiyuan were countless.
The first is that the cost is too high. The cost of one Zhiyuan ship is enough to build three sailing battleships. The British Navy has a headache when facing such a cost.
Second, the cost of maintaining steel battleships is too high and time-consuming. As long as the wooden sail warship is properly maintained, generally speaking, there will be no problem in using it, even for two to three hundred years.
But what about the steel battleship? No matter how well maintained it is, it will reach the limit of use in fifty or sixty years, and the Navy will have to build new ships to fill the gap.
Third, the supplies required by this purely steam-powered warship are too troublesome, and it is impossible to carry out long-distance raids. If you want to circle the earth, you must have countless ports that can supply coal.
Fourth, although the cannons arranged on the central axis can rotate at a large angle, the number of cannons is too small, and what is the use of large calibers? The salvo fire of multiple cannons on a sailing battleship is more powerful.
There is no end to the shortcomings of the Zhiyuan, and there is no end to it even after three days and three nights. Xiang Ying and others studied in Europe, so they are naturally very familiar with these remarks.
Years of hearing and seeing it made them feel a little worried. Not enough today, the powerful Zhiyuan once again gave them a shot. This pure steel giant ship is indeed an epoch-making product, and it cannot be judged by old concepts at all.
Cai Bixia smiled and said, "I just had a chat with Mr. Kevin, and the professional explained it clearly. Our Zhiyuan is made of steel from the inside out, especially the keel. The strength is the pinnacle of the Prussian steel industry." do……"
"On the surface, the Maranta has many new technologies, such as steam power, steel armor, etc., but underneath it is still the same old style. Underneath the armor is a completely wooden hull, and the keel is also made of teak. How can this be different? Shall we compete?"
"Even if they can borrow the power of the wind, have they thought about the stress limit of the mast and hull? Fortunately, the wind is lighter today. If the wind is three levels stronger, the force of the collision sea breeze may be able to destroy their three-mast They were all broken..."
Just as the two were analyzing the pros and cons of today, Jin Sanshun's urgent voice suddenly came from behind, "Quick, quick, quick... The head of state is calling, hurry up!"
"Now that boy Zai Chun has been scolded as a grandson... we are the next batch, so be mentally prepared! Today's test is not going to be easy..."
After saying that, Jin Sanshun ran away and went to find Lin Zhen again, while Xiang Ying's eyes showed a hint of panic, "What should I do? Making military orders privately, will this make the head of state think that we are disobedient? What's the matter? manage……"
Cai Bixia's face turned pale. Her mind was spinning rapidly. She suddenly reached out and grabbed Xiang Ying's injured left hand, and squeezed the gauze bandage that had just been wrapped.
"Ouch...what are you doing? It hurts!"
"Stop talking. What we are going to do now is a cruel trick. If you don't make yourself miserable, then just wait for the master to make you miserable!"
The blood stained the gauze red again, and even dripped down the cracks. Xiang Ying did not dare to delay any longer and strode toward the head of state's cabin.
As soon as they approached the hatch, they saw the Führer's guards winking at them, followed by roars in the room, "Little bastard, who asked you to go to the front line? Climb on the table and stick your butt up!"
Pah...pah...pah...it was the sound of a big belt slapping his butt. Xiao Letian was going crazy today. The row of bullets just now almost scared him to death.
"Oh...Master...please spare me...it hurts! Ouch..." There are only two types of corporal punishment that Zai Chun has received in his life. One is when the master slaps his palms with a ruler, and the other is when his mother orders him to kneel on the ancestral tablet. .
But today he tried a brand new kind of torture, that is, fried meat with a belt!
Xiao Letian rounded the waistband of his cowhide trousers and slapped Zai Chun on the buttocks. He had been holding back this evil fire for a long time. He wanted to slap Zai Chun when he disobeyed and went to the front line in Vladivostok.
In the end, due to the emergency of the war, the result was to be closed tightly. Today, the old and new accounts were settled together, and they were beaten to death!
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