Firelight, where does the fire come from on the sea?

Zheng Fei stood in place and thought for a while, and suddenly faintly heard a familiar sound, which was the kind of whistling caused by the friction between high-speed objects and air. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In an instant, his face changed suddenly.

"Everyone! Get down!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he fell to the ground, and some of the unknown sailors followed suit, while others scratched their heads blankly.

Just a few seconds later, time seemed to freeze.

Bang! Bang!

The hull of the ship shook again, this time much more violently than the last, countless shells crackled against the hull, shards of wood splattered all over the deck, and even a watchtower was hit and collapsed.

For a moment, people who couldn't figure out the situation ran all over the deck, and the howls rang out in a loud voice, like the Navy Harbor the night before.

The shelling lasted a full two minutes before it finally subsided.

The shelling stopped, perhaps the other side was resting and adjusting, and soon there would be a new storm.

Zheng Fei shook his head, shook off the sawdust stuck to his hair, gritted his teeth and stood up, seeing the miserable wail of the person who was unfortunately hit, a burst of anger suddenly rose in his eyes.

"Prepare to fight back. He shouted hysterically, and ran to the bow of the ship in three steps and two steps, and looked in the direction of the fire that had just been lit, and by the light of the dawn he seemed to be able to see the outline of the mountain, and was it along the shoreline that it was approaching the land.

Most of the sailors had never fired a gun, and many of them were the most ordinary porters, let alone fire, and they didn't even have the experience of going to sea, and many things needed to be explained by the old sailors.

Suddenly, their hearts were pounding, and they ran to the designated position under the command of their commander, hurriedly turning the muzzles, filling the shells, and stuffing gunpowder.

"Where, where?" they asked, but each other was at a loss.

"After arriving in the Americas and settling down, a group of real artillerymen must be trained. Zheng Fei thought to himself and clenched his fists.

The fleet he owned consisted of nearly 300 ships, the scale was huge and magnificent, and several huge warships led by the flagship Victory sailed at the front of the team, acting as a role to protect the back row.

Therefore, in the face of sudden shelling, it was naturally the first to bear the burden, and the dense shells hit the hull all over the body, not to mention the collapse of the watchtower, and even the mast was broken.

Zheng Fei squatted down and picked up a stone cannonball that had sunk on the deck, it was the size of a football, and he gradually frowned as he looked at the cannonball.

A prosaic shell that could penetrate the hard armor of the Victory?

What's more, the maximum firing range of artillery in this era is only a few hundred meters, and the place where the fire has just been lit is at least two kilometers apart!

Thinking of this, his pupils flashed with a hint of sharpness, and he shouted, "Go and get Christine!"

"I'm here—" Shrunk back in the cabin and replied hesitantly.

"Come out!"

"I'm afraid I'll be hit..."

"Rest assured, the shelling has stopped. ”

After hesitating for a while, Christine was finally willing to take a step and slowly bowed over.

"Look at you now, you don't look like the confident and domineering Christine at all. ”

"I—" Christine stopped talking, her eyes rolling, and there was a deep apprehension in her gaze.

Zheng Fei didn't continue to damage him, holding the cannonball in his hand and motioning him to take a look.

"I want to know where this cannonball came from?" Zheng Fei asked in a cold tone.

"It's coming from the other side..."

"Who is on the other side? You should know best about the ship you designed yourself, this giant battleship has thick armor, ordinary artillery can't hurt it at all, there is only one possibility, that is, the cannon you designed is used on the other side, but you told me before that all the guns you designed and cast are in Navy Port. ”

With that, Zheng Fei threw away the cannonball and stared at him motionlessly.

Christine pinched the sweat in her palms uneasily, thought carefully for a long time, and slowly exhaled.

"Well, I'll be honest. He shook his head: "We're in big trouble." ”

"Go on. Seeing him pause, Zheng Fei urged.

"You led people to destroy the naval port, but do you know that it is the result of eight years of hard work of the Danish Dynasty, and even if I don't feel sorry, the king and the royal family and even all the soldiers who are looking forward to the expedition will not let you go..."

"To the point. ”

"If I'm guessing correctly, the opponent is the Arna Artillery Group, all equipped with cannons of my design, another secret unit of the Danish Expeditionary Force, in addition to the navy, which has been hidden in the snow for eight years, and I have never seen it. ”

Hearing this, Zheng Fei waved his hand to signal him not to say anything about it, and then sent the sailors to inform the ships to change course, stay away from the position of the fire, and not risk until they found out the enemy's situation.

The cessation of the enemy's shelling was due to the fact that they had run out of gunpowder and were waiting for the convoy to come, and it was estimated that it would take another half an hour.

They had been ordered to come here overnight to set up an ambush, and they were in a hurry to get there without bringing many supplies, and the follow-up troops were still following up.

The huge fleet slowly turned its course and headed in the opposite direction, and it was at this time that the sky began to dawn.

The white belly of the fish in the east indicates the beginning of the day.

Zheng Fei finally saw clearly, the place where the fire was lit up in the distance was indeed land, with the help of the telescope, he could see that it was an artillery position, neatly stacked hundreds of long-barreled cannons, and the artillerymen who had run out of gunpowder were closely monitoring the sea, and when they saw that the enemy was repulsed, they were so excited that they high-fived each other.

"I'm sorry. ”

A voice drifted into Zheng Fei's ears, he thought it would be Christine, but it was Brad.

"Why do you say that?" he asked, putting down his binoculars.

"Actually, in the early hours of the morning, when I was blowing on the mast, I saw a fire in the sea in the distance, only a small one, and I thought I was hallucinating, and I was not sure, and I wanted to go to the cabin to inform you, but at that time you were ...... So I left through the door. ”

"Well... It's not your fault. Zheng Fei took a deep breath and exhaled faintly.

Then, he looked at Christine intently: "Tell me about the Al Na artillery group, how is their strength?"

"It was a force with tens of thousands of artillery, and it was estimated that it was only a small branch on the opposite side, and the large force was still on its way to block it. ”

"How does their combat effectiveness compare to my fleet?"

"If the fleet is full of regular artillerymen, it is estimated that they will fight, but now the situation is that most of your sailors have little experience, and some of them can't even fire their guns, how can they fight each other?"

Hearing this, Zheng Fei paused and couldn't help but rub his eyebrows. (To be continued.) )