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Volume 5 Chapter 6 The setting sun

Chapter 6 of the Sea and the Sun

Xu Liren, the commander-in-chief of the squadron, was the first group of naval generals trained by Chen Congyun. He studied in the UK for four years and interned in the Royal Navy for one and a half years. He was both good at character and academic performance. The comment given to him by the British Navy was "not inferior to any British officer of the same level!"

The young people of this era were full of passion and thoughts who served the country and saved the country. Chen Congyun sent the two hundred young people to study in the Navy in the UK. Although their qualifications were different, their enthusiasm for studying in the UK was unimaginable to the British.

"To build a strong China, we must build a strong maritime force in China. You shoulder the hope of the country and the nation, and you are the future of the country." What Chen Congyun said when he said goodbye to Xu Liren and other students on a trip, the sound was still in his ears.

"Taishan, Qingyun, and the three ships of Xiongfeng are on the left, Baiyun, and Qifeng, and the three ships of Zhuiyang are on the right. The other warships followed me forward, concentrate their firepower to hit the Waves first." Xu Liren responded quickly, with a bang, and a shell fell on the fore deck, and the splashed debris hit the mast, with a bang. Xu Liren didn't even look at it, and continued to hold up his telescope to observe all the changes on the battlefield.

The double-rebellion team was entangled fiercely, with large-caliber shells flying all over the sky, and dense water columns on the sea soared into the sky.

"You must sink the Yamato!" Liu Buchan was almost roaring. When a shell roared, Sa Zhenbing, the captain of the Great Wall, suddenly threw Liu Buchan down.

There was a loud "boom", but ten meters away, a shell landed on the starboard side, and the scattered pieces made a jingle sound.

"Brother, are you okay?" Liu Buchan found that Sa Zhenbing was pressing on her body without any movement. He quickly turned around to check. There was a broken piece of debris on Sa Zhenbing's back, and blood continued to flow.

"Military doctor, military doctor! Where have you died? Get out of here!" Liu Buchan hugged Sa Zhenbing's head and shouted loudly: "Brother, brother, hold on, you're fine."

"Brother Liu, you must, fight Shen Dahe." Sa Zhenbing tried his last little effort, pointed at the thick smoke in front of him, and closed his eyes with a smile.

"Brother!" Liu Buchan let out a heart-wrenching roar, and then he was silently put down Sa Zhenbing's body, his eyes showed firmness, and stood on the fly bridge, with blood left by Sa Zhenbing on his clothes.

"The front main gun, aim me at Yamato and the rear main gun, aim at Musashi."

"The messenger, inform all ships that Lord Sa has died for his country. I will concentrate my firepower and suppress Yamato and Musashi."

"Commander, Lord Lin Taizeng sent a banner to fight bravely to fight the enemy and serve the country with death. This is a blow."

"Commander, each ship sends messages at the same time to serve the country with death!"

"Yawa was shot, Musashi was shot."

The confrontation between the left wing and the squadron was also at a time when the bayonets were in full swing.

"Mr. Xu, our team's flagship holds a flag to serve the country with death!"

"Respond, hang a banner! Serve the country with death. Instruct Feitian, Lengyue, and Potian three ships, follow the ship a little further forward, get closer to the wave speed, concentrate side-string firepower, and sink it."

"Chief of the engine, drive fast, approaching the speed of the waves!"

After a series of orders, the four warships were blazing violently and approaching the Langsu at full speed, showing a slalom on both sides, and the continuous volleys shocked the sea.

After the Langsuo was shot before, the speed of the speed was already affected. At this time, dozens of bombs were hit in a row, and the starboard side was knocked into a sea of ​​fire. The front main gun was hit in several bombs. After the ammunition compartment was detonated, a violent muffled sound was made. The main gun was hit by the explosion of the shock wave, and more than a dozen soldiers were blown into pieces and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

"Reported, Yoshino appeared four thousand meters on the starboard side! Yoshino hung the command flag."

This Yoshino is not the former Yoshino. This is a new fast cruiser added by the Japanese Navy, and is also called the Yoshino.

"Flying was shot, and the front main gun was damaged!"

"Let's go up and fight against Yoshino." Xu Liren's eyes were red and he roared hard.

For our team, the two ships modified by Ding and Zhen were much faster than before. They arranged the two ships on both sides of the team, like two sharp knives inserted directly into the two wings of the Japanese Combined Fleet. Dingyuan ran into the Japanese old warship, the 305mm main gun, and continuously hit the front end of the King Kong. How could the 2250-ton old second-class ironclad ship King Kong with a violent bombardment? The front end was torn a hole and the hull began to tilt. Zhenyuan was also lucky and encountered the Fusang head-on, which was also an old ironclad ship. Dingyuan encountered it at the same time, and there was also the Ship of the Iranjima, which was known as the Three Scenery Ship.

The 320mm main gun of the Imao was simply a decoration. Zhenyuan ignored its existence and rushed straight to the Fusang. Under the continuous and violent bombardment of the front main gun, Fusang was shot and thick smoke rolled up.

Yuki Ito on the Yamato was very regretful at this moment. If I had known that Liu Buchan would dare to start a war on his own initiative, he would not follow him. Yuki Ito had thought about retreating at that time, but in the Japanese joint fleet, there were a large number of old-fashioned warships that could not match the new-fashioned warships of the Chinese fleet in terms of speed. Once the newly purchased warships were retreating, the old-fashioned warships could only be the target of the Chinese fleet.

After taking a risky battle, Yuki Ito, I found that this gambling was not a wise move. The Japanese Navy and the Army were in a system. Generally speaking, the navy was closer to Westernization. The main generals were all studying in the West, and the navy was more rational than the army. In recent years, the action of the whole country to vigorously develop the navy has caused strong dissatisfaction among the Ministry of Army. The Navy urgently needed a victory in a war to prove its importance, which is another reason why Yuki Ito ordered the fight.

However, Yuki Ito now regrets it. The reason is very simple. The amazing fighting spirit that the Chinese fleet erupted was no less than the Yellow Sea War back then, especially the Great Wall and the Yellow River ships, which were crazy and completely ignored the threats of other warships. They concentrated their firepower and bit the Yamato and Musashi ships.

In fact, the artillery caliber of other Japanese ships, except for Yamato and Musashi, is far from threatening the Great Wall and the Yellow River ships. The artillery fire of old cruisers such as Nishikyo Maru, Yae, Kaohsiung, and Hirojin fell on the Great Wall and the Yellow River ships, which was almost equivalent to tickling people and leaving a white mark on the thick armor.

"Nikyo Maru was shot and sank, Fusang was shot and leaned forward, and the Haimen caught fire." Bad news came one after another. When Ito Yukihiro felt a strong sense of uneasiness, suddenly the Musashi on the right made a violent explosion, and the main mast flew up more than ten meters high.

When Ito Yukihiro quickly observed, he discovered that the central Musashi had three shots in a row, and the 320mm caliber shell easily tore open the relatively fragile armor in the middle.

Kalala, a loud noise further verified Ito Yukihiro's premonition. A crack was cracked in the middle of the Musashi. The most deadly thing happened at this time. Two consecutive heavy artillery shots fell near the crack, tearing open the Musashi's armor and drilled into the engine compartment.

After a violent muffled sound of "Boom!", Yuki Ito closed his eyes in pain, and the giant Musashi suddenly broke into two.

The vast ocean is vast, and the sunset dyes the sea red.

History often repeats itself, and this naval battle is surprisingly similar to the Yellow Sea War in real history.

The Great Wall and the Yellow River were severely damaged. One of the main guns of the two ships was left in the front and rear and could continue to fight. There were more than a dozen small cracks each. Although they were blocked by the soldiers, they were already shaking. Dingyuan Zhenyuan was not much better. He was shot nearly a hundred times and smoked everywhere, completely struggling to support him with all his strength. The excellent quality of the German warships was once again truly reflected.

The first fleet was not injured slightly, but they were all injured but not sunk. On the contrary, the Japanese side, Musashi, Nishikyo Maru, Fusang, Yae, Langsu, Yoshino, Akitsusu, and Takachiho were sunk one after another. If it hadn't been dark enough and the Chinese fleet gave up the pursuit, Yuki Ito Ito really didn't know if the Yamato could still drive back to the port.

Even so, the Yamato, which had more than 30 heavy artillery and more than 100 large and small shells, would not be able to go to the battlefield without overhaul. The sinking of the Musashi was a fatal blow to the Japanese Navy. Togo Hirahachiro refused to leave the ship when the Musashi sank and sacrificed his life to the ship.

The smoke gradually dissipated. Looking at the figure of the Japanese Combined Fleet gradually entering the Tsushima Strait, Liu Buchan silently put down his telescope and ordered in a low voice: "Stop chasing! Return!"

The night gradually fell, and Liu Buchan, who was sitting on the flying bridge, held a cigarette in his mouth and squinted his eyes without sending it. Everyone dared to come forward to disturb him, and no one could understand Liu Buchan's mood at this moment.

"Cut off the flag and express my condolences to General Sa!"

The first fleet covered in bruises were still slashing waves in the night. Liu Buchan, who was sad, had two lines of red tears left on his face, and the corners of his eyes cracked. A gust of wind blew, and the sky was covered with clouds. The thin snow beads fell and hit the face with a pain. Liu Buchan came back from his meditation. At this moment, the snow beads as big as rice grains in the sky had turned into goose feathers. A piece of snowflake fell into the torn Fengji buckle, and the cold Liu Buchan shook slightly. The strength seemed to have been taken away in an instant. He took two steps back, leaned on the side of the ship behind him, covered his face unconsciously, and cried loudly: "Brother Sa! Did you see it? We defeated the Japanese fleet! Sink the Musashi!"

The wind became more and more rapid, the waves on the sea became heavier and the snow fell more and more urgent, falling on the sea at the end of 1898.

"Winter is here, is spring still far away?" Shen Congyun didn't know what was wrong. Looking at the snowflakes outside the window, he remembered this sentence, and didn't know if he was reading it right. This is probably what he meant. Shen Congyun smiled mockingly. Many things he learned during the exam-oriented education period, but when he came to society, he realized that they were all scumbags. He was very attentive when he was studying and he forgot it quickly.

The combat research room of the General Staff opposite the window was still brightly lit. Before the accurate news of the First Fleet came, the lights might have been on.

The sound of the generator from afar seemed a little harsh in the quiet darkness, and the incandescent lights were also uncomfortable. The note sent by the Russian minister on the desk warned China to be cautious about Japan's ultimatum, which made Chen Congyun even more angry.

A cold wind swept into the room, Chen Congyun shook a chill, the door creaked and pushed in, and Ruan Xiaozhen's smaller body flashed in.

With a "dang", a white and tender hand lowered the window. Ruan Xiaozhen complained in a low voice: "It's so snowing outside, I don't know what to do if I catch a cold or get sick?" As he said that, Ruan Xiaozhen was covered with a fox fur cloak by Chen Congyun.

Chen Congyun smiled faintly, and one afternoon in Vietnam, the girl who was walking around the floor with barefoot barefoot and always had a handkerchief tied around her waist.

Recently, I often recall the past unconsciously. Could it be that I am old? Chen Congyun smiled bitterly, reached out to pat the hand on his shoulder, grabbed it with his hands, and gently walked into his arms.

Ruan Xiaozhen, who was thirty years old, looked only in her early twenties. After following Chen Congyun to China, the life and death of the Vietnamese people seemed to have become very far away. Ruan Xiaozhen only knew that with a big backer like Chen Congyun, my younger brother sat on the throne very steadily, and even the Frenchman did not cause any trouble.

"Sister Ziyu said that the old Chinese doctor is so weird that he is tight and his body is not smooth. He suggests that the master should go there in person." Ruan Xiaozhen is also a woman whom Chen Congyun favors a lot, but unfortunately there is no movement in his stomach. This is really a fatal thing. Chen Congyun is in his thirties and almost forty years, and there is no descendant. These women ask people to point fingers behind their backs when they go out on the streets. There are also some rumors among the people that Chen Congyun is too serious to kill, which hurts Tianhe. God deliberately cut off the descendants of the Shen family.

These rumors were extremely lethal. The quality of feudal emperors was often measured by the number of natural disasters. Although Chen Congyun was not an emperor, his current status was not much different from that of the emperor, and his power was the same.

Regarding the question of whether there are children, Ouyang Quan and other old-fashioned masters, Zheng Guanying, Sheng Xuanhuai and others have repeatedly hinted that Chen Congyun had adopted a child from someone's family, but they were rejected by Chen Congyun. Psychologically, Chen Congyun did not seem to be as serious as others' views on whether he has children.

However, Chen Congyun still understood the principle of following the customs in the countryside, so when Zi Yu proposed to see the old Chinese doctor, Chen Congyun still agreed. What should I do? Just do some personnel. Traditional Chinese medicine is very profound. If there are more experts from the people, it may not be possible to solve this problem.

When Chen Congyun's hand habitually penetrated into Ruan Xiaozhen's skirt, Ruan Xiaozhen moaned, jumped up like a burning butt, and whispered: "Sister Ziyu said, go to the doctor tomorrow, don't do that today. Sorry! My sister said this is called restoring energy!"

Chen Congyun was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly, "Woman, woman!"

The bitter smile on Chen Congyun's face made Ruan Xiaozhen feel strong uneasiness. Ruan Xiaozhen, who was born in the imperial family, knew very well that when a man's status reached the level of Chen Congyun, it was not a problem to add women around him, let alone Chen Congyun has no children yet. How many people are thinking about giving their daughters to Chen Congyun for enjoyment, but Chen Congyun has never given up.

"Or why go to bed and rest? I'll take off all my clothes and let you do whatever you want, as long as you don't do it!" Chen Congyun couldn't help laughing out loud, and reached out to touch her face and said, "You're adding fuel to the fire. Haha, I'll sleep in the study room at night, it's called not seeing each other and not greedy!"

A night of heavy snow passed, and although the sky was dawn, it was still gloomy. The wind and snow still did not stop, and there was still snow dancing in the sky.

When Chen Congyun sat up on the bed, he reached out and pushed open the window, his face suddenly became gloomy and he jumped off the bed like a spring.

"Come!"

"Sir, you give me your order!" Li Xiaosan rushed in first, saw that there was nothing inside, put down his hand on his waist, and turned around to wave to the two little maids who were standing at the door waiting.

"Missan, go and invite Lord Tang, Lord Shan and Lord Hu." Chen Congyun took the green salt handed over by the maid and rinsed his mouth while vaguely saying to Li Xiaosan.

"Sir, the three of them have arrived early in the morning. Seeing that you were sleeping, they didn't dare to be alarmed. They left a written document and left in a hurry." Li Xiaosan answered respectfully, and turned around and waved to Chen Congyun's new secretary Li Yaoguo. Li Yaoguo quickly came in with a document.

"Yaoguo, it's the Chinese New Year soon. Has your brother been sent a letter recently?" Li Yaoguo is Li Yaozu's eighth little brother, fifteen years younger than Li Yaozu. In the era of no family planning, it is common to have ten or eight people.

"Thank you for your concern. My brother is very good. He trusts me to say hello to you on his behalf."

"Haha, this kid hasn't seen him for a long time, I miss him so much." Chen Congyun joked casually, put down the towel, reached out to take the document, opened it and saw that the expression on his face relaxed.
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