The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly. The Zhiyuan, which was showing off its power just now, has turned into a toothless tiger. The 210-caliber naval gun is the Zhiyuan's sharpest spear, and the four-and-a-half-inch iron armor is its strongest shield.
Now that the spear was broken and the shield was riddled with holes, the French army, which had been suffering all night, was now feeling proud.
"Assemble...all units assemble...where are our military flags? Put them up!"
"Artillery... I need artillery... There is a surviving artillery here, and there are two boxes of ammunition!"
"Where are the heavy machine guns? Fire suppression... Damn it, these cannons have finally exploded. Now it's up to us!"
Boom boom boom... The surviving artillery pieces on Spike Island began to bombard the Zhiyuan in turn. These small-caliber field guns were of course useless against Zhiyuan's steel armor, but they were effective against the Chinese soldiers on the deck. of.
The real casualties of the Zhiyuan began to skyrocket from now on. Without the fire support of the 210 naval guns, the remaining small-caliber rapid-fire guns and heavy machine guns simply could not suppress the siege of 30,000 land troops and more than 20 warships.
After rounds of shelling, the deck of the Zhiyuan was littered with corpses. In just twenty minutes of mutual shelling, the number of people killed exceeded the total number of people killed in the previous naval battle.
Xiang Ying also came down from the armored command tower at this time. While climbing the gangway, his thigh was cut open by shrapnel, and his trouser legs were stained red with blood.
But as if he didn't feel any pain, he was still commanding the battle firmly on the deck!
Boom... A shell exploded fifteen meters away from Xiang Ying. The air wave knocked him down. A Gatling gun that was spraying bullets just now was blown to pieces. The bodies of four sailors lay in a pool of blood. middle.
"Damn it! Lin Zhen... Where is Lin Zhen?"
"Jin Sanshun... Where is Jin Sanshun?"
"I'm here..." Listening to Xiang Ying's call, Jin Sanshun crawled over with blood on his face, "Captain! Lin Zhen is already unconscious! When the chamber was just exploded, he was knocked unconscious..."
"Damn... half a pound of flesh was cut off Lin Zhen's left arm, and the blood is almost drained..."
Whoosh whoosh...the bullets flew past the heads of the two of them. Xiang Ying lowered his body as much as possible and whispered, "How are our casualties?"
"Do you still need to ask? Although I don't have statistics, at least half of my brothers have been defeated now!"
Hiss...more than two hundred brothers are just gone? Xiang Ying shivered in pain.
"It's already half past five, and it's almost dawn... Since Lin Zhen has fallen, it's up to you to execute the final plan!"
"Me?" Jin Sanshun was stunned. "Can I do it? I am the chief of internal affairs. I can't suppress them!"
"If you can't suppress it, you have to suppress it. I'll give you the residual blood flag! From now on, you are the highest officer! I have to die here. After I die, you will command the entire ship!"
"Save some seeds for our navy! The resistance will end at six o'clock, and you must surrender with the last remaining brothers!"
"I know this is the most difficult task, but someone must do it! Every soldier in the navy was trained by the head of state with real money and silver. This is the seed!"
Xiang Ying is ready to sacrifice, but he will not be stupid enough to let more than 400 officers and soldiers of the Zhiyuan die here together!
The Chinese navy still has a long way to go. It is not easy to cultivate talents, especially officers and soldiers with actual combat experience, which are precious!
The bloody battle on the Zhiyuan has demonstrated the majesty of the Chinese navy, so the next thing to do is to preserve the vitality!
Originally, this task was given to Lin Zhen, because Lin Zhen is the deputy captain and the gunnery commander of the Zhiyuan. His prestige is only lower than that of Xiang Ying. It is suitable for him to suppress these hot-blooded young people.
But I didn't expect Lin Zhen to be injured so seriously, so this arduous task fell on Jin Sanshun!
"Jin Sanshun! The enemy's bombardment will end soon. They will definitely swarm up and try to capture us alive... That will be our last chance to kill!"
"Use all our last ammunition reserves, even if it's just one pistol bullet!"
"I will save the last bullet for myself! When I fall, you can order the surviving brothers to surrender with the residual blood flag!"
"Don't forget, each of us is the seed of the future navy. Even an ordinary lieutenant on the Zhiyuan may independently command a warship in the future!"
"Talents who understand the navy are too precious! We can't waste them all! Let's go to six o'clock, just six o'clock..."
With tears in his eyes, Xiang Ying jumped up from the deck after speaking, "Brothers... the enemy is ready to charge. This is the last chance to kill openly! Use up all the bullets!"
"I want Europeans to remember this killing for a hundred years!"
Click, click, click... The sounds of heavy machine guns and Mauser rifles were fired together, as if someone had torn pieces of white cloth apart.
This was also mixed with sporadic shelling from a limited number of rapid-fire cannons!
Looking at the attacking French army in the morning light, they swarmed in like ants, firing rifles and machine guns upward to suppress the firepower of the Zhiyuan, while other soldiers began to approach the Zhiyuan through the sea water and under the cover of fire.
The waves have been dyed red with blood, and dead bodies are floating with the waves. There are countless sharks on the periphery of the battlefield waiting for a feast. However, the cruel killing intent of this Shura battlefield makes the overlords of the sea dare not approach easily.
"The engineers... prepare*... to blow up the bottom of this damn battleship... let's fight in from the bottom!"
"Look...the fixed iron bridge on the bow of the Zhiyuan has collapsed...fight up from here!"
The French Army was also stunned. They were bombed for half the night. Thousands of their comrades died under the gunfire of this battleship. They finally found an opportunity for revenge. How could they not be crazy!
The army ants attacked a stranded warship. This stupid tactic actually appeared on the French. It can be seen that this group of French expeditionary forces have gone completely crazy.
"This is using human lives to fill it up at any cost! Are the French trying to prevent us from intervening?" Duke Neux sighed helplessly.
Just to be on guard against these British people, the French battleship HMS Glorious was now in a commotion. Commander Hoff's men had begun to become agitated, and many people impatiently questioned his command.
"Sir, are you crazy? Let our soldiers attack a stranded warship with their lives? Can't we surround it and persuade it to surrender?"
"Take a closer look and see our casualties..."
Under siege by a group of officers, Hof had to face the massacre in front of him!
The French army stepped on the waist-deep water to approach the Zhiyuan. The engineers were trying to blast through the bottom of the Zhiyuan, while some infantrymen tried to climb up through the collapsed iron bridge.
The entire attack rhythm is like a medieval infantry siege, extremely inefficient and cruel!
The Chinese could easily pull the trigger on the edge of the deck and shoot at the French troops in the sea. Those Gatling heavy machine guns kept firing, and the bullets kept bouncing in the pile of corpses, harvesting lives like harvesting straw.
"Please... Sir, let the army retreat... We can surround without attacking! The Chinese don't have much ammunition now!"
"They can't fight anymore!"
