Chapter 143: The Deep Blue

When he returned to the Ganwang Mansion, he didn't expect Jin Feng to come back. He was talking to Rong'er in Duanningyuan. When he saw Jin Feng, Ye Zhao frowned and scolded: "You are getting bolder!"

The war was tight, and Ye Zhao had long asked Jin Feng not to go to sea to avoid danger, especially on the route to North Korea. If you don’t go, don’t go for the time being. Who knew that there was a problem with a mineral production near Seoul, Jin Feng secretly took a boat to solve it. By chance, he encountered the pursuit of the Russian fleet. Fortunately, there was not much cargo on the steamship and he drove at full speed to escape, which was dangerous enough.

Speaking of which, if you didn’t want to intercept enemy merchant ships in the vast sea, there would be little chance of being able to intercept enemy merchant ships. Jin Feng was probably in bad luck at that time and would have bumped into the Russians.

Over the past year, the Russians have harassed Seoul and Nagasaki two military ports, but they were both repelled by artillery fire. They intercepted and attacked the merchant ships of the South by sea. Although they had sunk more than ten merchant ships of the South, they also sank two northern ships. Due to intelligence errors, they sank a British merchant ship full of British crews. The British protested seriously and threatened to go to war with Russia. At this point, the Russian Far East Fleet's raid of merchant ships was curbed.

Although he was scolded by Ye Zhao, Jin Feng felt sweet in her heart. Her big watery eyes even threw a charming look at Ye Zhao, which made Ye Zhao laugh and cry. She glared at her and said, "Look at how I will deal with you later."

Jin Feng giggled twice, and the watery phoenix eyes glanced at Ye Zhao, leaning against the kang, as if the bones had melted, and the sexy body wrapped in red cheongsam exuded endless charm.

Ye Zhao sat next to Rong'er and kissed her little face gently. At this moment, there were hurried footsteps outside the warm pavilion, and a female guard rushed in. When encountering an emergency military situation, as long as the prince is there, no need to communicate with the yard of the master.

The female guard knelt down: "Master! Fuzhou Mawei was in a hurry to find traces of the Russian fleet, and the navy has chased after him."

Ye Zhao's expression was narrowed: "Go to the staff room." He hurried out.

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An unknown island with dark reefs exposed on the sea.

Under the moonlight, dozens of nautical miles away, more than twenty warships flying the Southern Qilin Army Flags and the Russian Blue and White Army Flags were chasing on the sea, exerting fire.

Almost all night, the fleets of both sides spent this tentative firefighting and following pursuit.

In the command room of the St. Petersburg, the fleet commander Vladimir silently stared at the Chinese fleet that had been accompanying him. The sneak attack turned into a head-on battle with the Chinese navy. It was really unexpected. In the Far East, the Chinese intelligence was terrifying.

Clouds pass by, the moonlight is bright and dark, and both sides are patiently tempting, looking for the most suitable opportunity to launch an attack.

Although there was no large-scale shooting, this night of pursuit tests the quality and patience of the commanders of both sides to each sailor, and the ability of the entire fleet to coordinate combat, because any ship may be eaten by the opponent's wolf pack when it is alone.

A Chinese iron-armored clutch followed a few nautical miles away. From a distance, the shadow of the Chinese fleet could be faintly seen, reminding Vladimir of an idiom from the Chinese, a maggot on the tars.

"Turn!" Vladimir suddenly ordered, which almost indicated the beginning of the fierce battle with the Chinese fleet.

In the command room, the officers immediately became busy. Russian officials looked serious, as if they were facing a great enemy. I don’t know when the Chinese people have become powers that they dare not be despised at all. This emerging Far East power has gradually stood in the east.

At the same time, on the Jinling, the yellow flying Qilin flag slowly rose. In the command room, the admiral of the Pingyuan Navy, Ma Dayong, told the ships: "In this battle of life and death, all members should be brave and loyal, and fight to the death to serve the country!"

As the Russian fleet suddenly turned and lined up in a horizontal formation, the two sides quickly approached within a few nautical miles, and countless projectiles hit like raindrops. The Battle of Taiwan Sea began at dawn on March 2, 1862.

The artillery fire of more than ten armored ships from the northern countries, including the Jinling, Beijing, Changsha, Guangzhou, Jingyuan, Chengyuan, Dinghai, Zhenhai, Jinghai, etc., was aimed at the Russian fleet flagship St. Petersburg, and bombarded violently.

The white mist on the sea is spectacular.

The main turret of the Beijing deck, Lu Dahua, the second deputy of the Artillery Service, loudly directed several cannons to shoot with solid bullets and flowering bullets. In his chest was burning flames. He could not forget the scene of the Lingbo sinking, and the unforgettable pain of watching his hands and feet fall into the water but unable to provide assistance.

Water columns rolled on the sea, and the fleets of both sides circled and fired in the blue sea. A red sun suddenly jumped out of the sea. At this time, the Zhenhai was the first to withdraw from the battle. The ship was shot at the tail, and the servo failed and had to withdraw from the battle ranks.

"Bang", the command room of the St. Petersburg shook again, and almost all the officers in the command room could feel the wooden keels wrapped in iron plates creaking in the repeated impacts.

Opposite, a wooden steam warship on the bow of a Chinese wooden steam warship ignited a fire and quickly left the battlefield. As a result, a troop transport ship arrived very quickly in the distance to rescue the crew. It was obvious that the wooden ship was seriously damaged and was at risk of sinking at any time.

But the Chinese ships still tightly grasped the St. Petersburg and poured fire violently. They gradually formed a eight-character formation with the left and right rows. The Changsha was the header of the right row, and the Beijing was the header of the right row, and approached the Russian fleet with the double-horned geese formation.

At first, Vladimir did not understand the Chinese intentions, and then he was shocked. This formation suddenly turned toward his fleet, and could cut his ship formation in the shortest time, then turn to implement left and right encirclement.

It seems that the Chinese are trying their best, no matter what the price they pay, they will sink the St. Petersburg.

Vladimir's face suddenly became serious, and he looked coldly at the Chinese fleet opposite through the rectangular observation hole in the command room.

"General, let's retreat!" a naval officer suggested.

Vladimir stared at the proposing staff officer beside him with a falcony look and said coldly: "Retreat?"

The speed of armored ships in the Far East Fleet is different, and several modified armored battleships are even slower. If they do not repel Chinese warships and leave the battlefield, these armored ships will inevitably fall behind and become the spoils of the wolves on the opposite side.

It is not easy for the Far East Fleet to replenish ships, and no ship can easily be lost. If the Far East Fleet is severely damaged, should we mobilize the Baltic fleet to the Far East? You must know that it will take a year to travel around the world.

"Send the order! Let go of its vanguard and concentrate artillery fire to attack its two and three wings." Vladimir gave a cold order. This formation, the frontal guide must be to attract heavy armored ships with artillery fire, or to lose it, which is not a pity.

In the command room of Jinling, watching the Russians gradually take the bait, a hint of undetectable smile appeared on the corner of Ma Dayong's mouth.

At this moment, an unexpected change occurred. The Chengyuan should have been in the fourth position of the left wing, but for some reason, the ship sailed horizontally and headed in the opposite direction, which immediately disrupted the goose-shaped formation and blocked the artillery fire of several heavy ships such as the Jinling in the rear.

Ma Dayong's eyelids hopped, he took two steps suddenly, pressed against the observation hole, and shouted: "What's going on?!" At this time, the entire command room was in chaos, and someone ran out to order the flag soldiers to send a signal.

In fact, it is no wonder that the Chengyuan ships are inconvenient to communicate with each other now, and they rely entirely on flag-speaking orders. In addition, Pingyuan Navy has a slightly insufficient tactical literacy and lacks practical experience. After all, he misreads the signal for a while, and the captain cannot think more about the impact on the entire formation. He ordered to move according to the flagship orders, and then he immediately drove in the opposite direction.

The battlefield situation immediately reversed, and the fierce artillery fire of the Jinling had to be temporarily silenced, while the shells of the Russian armored ship landed like raindrops near the No. 23 ships on both wings of the Pingyuan Navy.

A deafening Ula sound suddenly sounded in the command room of St. Petersburg. The staff officer couldn't hide his excitement and knocked on the table hard.

Vladimir's face had just relaxed, but suddenly his eyes narrowed, but he saw a Chinese ironclad ship rushing towards the St. Petersburg like a flying storm, regardless of the dense artillery fire around him.

Changsha's name, Li Chengmou.

In the battle at Wusongkou, the Changsha mistakenly captured its own mines, which almost caused the entire battle to be burdened, and the Lingbo number was even more exhausted, and hundreds of officers and soldiers were killed.

The entire Changsha, from the pipe to the third-class sailors, was carrying huge shame.

"Even if I die, I will bite the Rakshasa ghost into a bite of flesh!" Li Chengmou's mobilization order was simple and murderous. When he saw that the situation of the war changed, Li Chengmou did not say anything, "rush over!"

So, the Changsha rushes into the dense artillery fire of the Russians without hesitation.

In the command room, staring at the St. Petersburg, Li Chengmou's muscles were twitching, and he pointed. Li Chengmou said calmly: "It's it, I'm going to hold it and die!"

So, no matter how dense shells shot out boiling water columns around the ship, the Changsha only bit the St. Petersburg, and the 66-pound blasting bomb of the bow heavy artillery slowly and unswervingly shot at the St. Petersburg.

In the command room of St. Petersburg, the sound of Ula had long been silent, and the shock of the cannon came from the hull from time to time.

Vladimir stared at the Changsha and suddenly recognized it. This was the Chinese ironclad ship that was almost sunk by himself in the naval battle of Wusongkou.

"Bang!" Almost as the main turret of the Changsha was blown up, the iron plate on the St. Petersburg waterline was finally lifted up.

On the deck of Changsha, several turrets were silenced, blood was pouring out, and thick smoke was rolling up from the tail.

But in this half hour, the Pingyuan Navy formation was completed and rushed over like flying scissors.

The dense artillery fire bombarded the St. Petersburg again, and there was a loud bang in the steam room. The St. Petersburg, which was urgently leaving the battlefield, immediately became slow, like a staggering old man.

Vladimir's face changed drastically. After a while, he slowly walked to the observation hole. Looking at the approaching Chinese fleet, he said lightly: "Send all ships to retreat, and be covered by the St. Petersburg."

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