What is tragedy? Knowing that the enemy still bravely marches forward to die can be called tragic, and today the French have performed a tragic but somewhat ridiculous scene like Don Quixote killing the windmill monster on the Atlantic.

The difference in science and technology is not something that can be filled with courage, and the Zhiyuan staged a classic drama today, beating children.

The Parisian hated the same enemy, and wanted to die with the Zhiyuan, but unfortunately the two smoothbore guns were really not powerful, and the range could not reach the Zhiyuan in the distance.

However, the rifled main gun of the Zhiyuan, at a distance of about a thousand meters, has reached the level of accuracy that wants to be terrifying. With a loud bang, the scarlet stern building of the Parisian was blown open, and the books and miscellaneous items in the captain's room were scattered into the sea.

Xiang Ying and Lin Zhen's blood in their hearts is burning, eight years ago, the Anglo-French coalition army slaughtered the Manchu cavalry at the Bali Bridge, and a sail fleet in Ryukyu Naha could suppress hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians to be beaten passively.

But today only two guns were used, and the two armed transport ships at sea with only two guns were already half-crippled. There was no jubilation, it was because the victory came too suddenly and too simply, everyone's minds were clouded, the main guns were now empty, and people were unconscious.

The Swift and the Parisian already knew their end had come, and they fired at the Zhiyuan from outside range, the old smoothbore cannon at a distance of a thousand meters, and the accuracy could only be seen by God's reward.

The heavy projectile smashed on the steel armor on the bow of the Zhiyuan, and with a bang, it just smashed a white mark and rolled into the sea, and the soldiers on the deck all laughed, and the original tense atmosphere was vented, and it turned out that the feeling of bullying people was so cool.

"Ammunition depot...... Two rounds of high-explosive ammunition for the main gun...... The boiler continues to be pressurized, so that our engineers can measure the actual data ......"

The hydraulic transmission, hidden under deck, locked the two high-explosive shells and transported them to the turret on rails, and the soldiers quickly cleared the chambers and loaded the ammunition, and by the time the double burst guns were aimed at the Parisian, the distance between the two ships was less than 600 meters.

Boom...... Two violent explosions, the twin main guns were fired around two seconds apart, and the huge vibration made the entire Zhiyuan shake from the bow to the stern.

Keel, steel deck, bulkhead...... The entire Zhiyuan was like a shiver, and even the pile of coal in the boiler room collapsed in a large piece, almost injuring the boiler-burning sailors.

The power of the 210 caliber naval gun is so terrifying, and it is no wonder that when it was originally designed, Xiao Lotian told him that the keel must be reinforced, and the structural strength of the entire battleship must be enhanced, so it is better to really not be able to withstand the powerful recoil of such a huge cannon.

Two high-explosive shells instantly drilled into the wooden hull of the Parisian, and with two bangs, the entire Parisian was shaken out of the sea more than three meters high, and then disintegrated in an instant on the huge waves, and the dazzling explosion fire at that moment made people more than ten nautical miles away visible.

The shock wave mixed with the debris of the wooden planks flew in all directions, and Xiang Ying and Lin Zhen hid in the fort listening to the rain of debris crackling overhead, and their eyes were full of shock.

There was a loud bang, and people looked up to the deck only to find a solid buckshot smashed into the deck from mid-air, gurgling back and forth.

Lin Zhen looked down at the mess under his feet, took half of his palm, turned his head and shouted to Kevin, "See? This is the deep-sea monster you designed...... It's so much fun! It's so fucking fun!"

Kevin was already trembling with excitement at the moment, saying that it was not good to live, "I, I, I...... What kind of monster am I unleashing? Am I going to hell? You tell me if I'm going to hell......

Cai Bixuan, who was in the command room, opened the window and yelled at Kevin, "Teacher, why are you still in a daze? Now I need you to check the situation of the entire battleship, just two consecutive shots, the entire hull is shaking, will there be ......danger?"

Kevin shook his head and yelled at Xiang Ying, "Stop shooting...... The recoil of the main gun was too great just now, and I had to check the hull structure inch by inch! Without my orders, I couldn't shoot anymore......"

"But the enemy still has a ship, and he's running away!" Lin Zhen rushed into the wind and rain and shouted loudly as he pointed at the Swift.

Xiang Ying sneered and looked at the Swift, whose mainmast was broken and only powered by the front and rear side sails, shook his head: "The sailboat has no mainsail, do you think he can still live?" Listen to my orders...... The Zhiyuan is moving forward at full speed, crashing into it and tearing the enemy apart!"

"Crash into it! Tear the enemy apart!" there was only one roar from the whole ship, and the soldiers in the boiler room began to add coal like crazy, and the pressure of the boiler continued to increase as the roaring flames burned.

The Zhiyuan is accelerating, and the speed has been directly increased from 13 knots to 16 knots, which has reached a dangerous extreme, and the theoretical limit speed of the battleship designed by Volkeng Shipyard is 18 knots, but that is only a calculation on the design drawing, and no one dares to carry out such a violent and devastating experiment.

Today's crazy Chinese lads gave Kevin a chance to test the limit, driving 16 knots in a storm, which was a big test for the Zhiyuan, and a big test for Prussia's industrial level.

Xiang Ying and Lin Zhen rushed to the bow of the ship, tore off the tarpaulin that blocked the bow of the ship and threw it into the wind and rain, and the two golden dragons with teeth and claws in the lightning and thunder emitted golden light and chased straight towards the Swift.

The Swift had completely collapsed, everyone was screaming aimlessly, the Parisian had become a pile of debris in the sea, and the terrifying ship obviously did not want to let them go, and was piercing the rain curtain and crashing into them.

Some knelt on the deck and prayed, some helplessly shot at the Zhiyuan with their rifles, some completely broke down and committed suicide with their pistols aimed at their temples, and even jumped into the icy Atlantic Ocean like headless flies.

"Who are you? What are you for, who do you kill people instead of money? Aren't we in Europe for half a year, with whom did France declare war? Impossible, who in the world would dare to provoke our powerful French ......?"

"God is above, even if you die, you let me die, okay?"

With a click, the sky and the earth were snow-white, and at that moment the people on the Swift saw the two golden characters on the bow of the ship, Zhiyuan!

No one knew what the words were, but everyone knew which country's words they were, and the two golden monsters had now revealed their identities.

"Yes Chinese......" a heart-rending exclamation on the Swift is a Chinese character...... Those are two Chinese totem dragons! I've heard the veterans of the expeditionary force say it...... I've seen this totem disk in their house!"

"The Chinese have come to Europe to take revenge! Look at it, that's the face of the Chinese!"

Xiang Ying and Lin Zhen stood on the bow of the tall ship, looking down at the small sail transport ship in front of them, and sneered: "That's right, this is our Chinese totem, don't forget it after going to hell!"

"Zhiyuan...... Onward!" the two golden dragons pierced the hull of the ship in an instant with a roar, as easily as a hot knife piercing cheese.