Chapter Fifty-Seven: Leaning towards Tiger Mountain
The tragedy of the Born was inevitable, and although the fire on the foremast would not have burned the mainmast for a while and a half, the big problem was that the barrels of propellants on the gun deck in the open air were already beginning to burn violently and explode. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info sailors on fire ran around on the deck, and some jumped directly into the sea. At this time, the hooks, beams, and so on on the foremast lost the pull of the cables, and fell down one after another, and many sailors who were still burning were directly smashed on the deck, and were directly destroyed by the explosive barrels that exploded one after another.
Yuan Zhenli watched excitedly for a while, this was the first air-to-ship attack in this time and space, and the fourth "aerial bomb" successfully ignited a sail battleship. However, today's attack on the ship can only be like this, the first set of low battery warning lights are already starting to flash red, and they can only complete the attack of the next four fireworks shells as soon as possible and return to the ship. The second battery pack has plenty of power, but the night sailing ghost knows what will happen, and would rather leave some more power to return to the voyage so as not to be overstretched on the voyage.
The next four fireworks, either smashed on the sail and were catapulted or fell directly into the sea, but by this time the foredeck of the Bohn had been plunged into a sea of fire, and explosions occurred in the hull from time to time, and the exploded planks flew with flames all over the sky, and soon ignited the sails on the mainmast and the aft mast. The fire sealed several stairs up and down, and the sailors below could not get to the deck through the passage to put out the fire, while the sailors on the deck were outnumbered and desperately pumped seawater with manpower pumps, and then poured water with buckets.
But at this time the whole upper part of the ship was completely burning like a huge torch, and the flames of the sail cables hanging from the mast were at least fifty meters high, and the heat wave gradually swept over the entire deck, forcing everyone on the deck to have nowhere to escape, and in a short time they could only jump into the sea with buckets and everything that could float and swim to other ships.
At this time, the second artillery deck had also begun to explode, and the violent explosion was like a huge salute, all the gun windows and portholes were spraying tongues of fire outward, and some of the sailors with flames on their bodies jumped out of the fire and fell into the sea, and some were burned to death because their clothes were hooked and hung on the windows...... The whole scene was as terrible as the flames of hell. Even the Alor in front of it and the sailors standing on the Overlord who had turned around and changed course and had been at least a mile away could feel the heat from the burning of the Born a few hundred meters away.
But now the god of killing from the sky seems to be gone, for while the ships are still whirling around trying to avoid the hellfire that came from nowhere, it has been almost a while since the explosions of the hellfire have been heard.
Colonel Stone, who was standing silently on the Overlord, made up his mind at this time, clapped his hands at the first mate on the side, let him wake up from the shocked state, and shouted at him: "Inform all the ships, and make every effort to salvage the overboard crew, the Bohn is no longer saved, we will try to save all the sailors!" ”
As the order was transmitted to the other three ships, all of them lowered their skiffs and began to move closer to the burning Born. The Sharp-class battleship was like a huge torch burning at this time, illuminating the nearby 100 meters almost as bright as daylight, although it would occasionally collapse some parts such as mast beams and bulwarks, posing a threat to nearby ships and sailors, but because it had lost power and the light was sufficient, no one was hit.
Soon the captain of the Born was sent to the Overlord by a dinghy, the chubby captain was almost unharmed except that he was soaking wet, and besides, he did not forget to let a few of his die-hard guards take his personal treasure chest with him when he jumped into the sea, and the first thing he did when he boarded the ship was to count his pension with a few guards in the chart room where he had been punched, and he did not lose a single gold coin. This would have made Ston on the Overlord half angry, and he finally demanded that the captain of the Bohn give him twenty percent of these pensions, otherwise writing a report in his capacity as commander-in-chief of the fleet would have killed him.
In just half an hour, they lost two of Meednor's most elite Edge-class warships one after another, and also lost more than 600 sailors, and under the light of the still burning Born in the east, their fleet was still rushing to the port of Vostok with the west wind, but it was completely devoid of the morale of half an hour ago. The salvaged sailors were now either naked wringing out the water from their clothes, or wearing thin blankets handed by other sailors, standing on the bulwark, looking at the ship they had been standing there half an hour before, watching it tilt in the flames and finally sink.
Despite the loss of a third, the fleet still unswervingly advanced at full speed towards the port of the East, not because they would win the first battle, but because they had no other choice. The maximum carrying capacity of the sailors on the Edge was about 900 people, and they counted the number of people before departure, and there were 835 people on each boat. After the sinking of the Vincent and the Bohn, most of the sailors above them were rescued, and at least one thousand and one thousand people were on each ship. They had planned to attack at night, and they marched lightly, carrying only propellants and shells except for three days' provisions. At this time, even if the ship's supplies were saved, they could only eat for more than two days, and under the conditions of the westerly wind, it would take them six days to return to the nearest supply port, and attacking and occupying the eastern port became their only choice.
The sailors all looked gloomy, and at most whispered to each other, and no one sang the loud singing that had always resounded through the fleet, and even the mast lights they had lit before were all extinguished at this time, except for a few lights in the bow and stern. Although they didn't know how the group of pirates in Orient Harbor managed to find themselves and attack, reducing the lights emitted by their ships always had a certain effect.
Stone's face was so gloomy that he was about to drip. Two waves of enemies, the first wave of Iron Clippers, came and went almost without a trace, and on this night when there was only moonlight and starlight, the first attack sank one of their own battleships. Although it is not known why the ship suddenly withdrew from the battle and withdrew freely from the battlefield, it is clear from the fact that they randomly crossed their array and then slammed themselves with that woodpecker-like firearm. The next attack was even more bizarre, as it was an attack by dropping explosive ammunition from the sky, which not only exploded, but also seemed to produce high temperatures. The Bohn was struck in the foresail with a single shot, which burned the entire ship into a huge torch and killed more than 400 sailors at once.
This is at night, for them it is absolutely impossible to see the target 500 meters away, but people can find themselves on this vast sea and carry out attacks at will, although the hit rate of this night battle is really not high, but if they are hit, they are almost killed with one hit. Are these pirates really just pirates? If I had encountered these pirates before, where would I still have my life? I'm afraid I've sunk in the sea to feed the fish a long time ago. People can still hit at night, but if the visibility is extremely high during the day, how high will the hit rate be?
"For these reasons, we have no choice but to attack the port of the East, and we must complete the attack before dawn. Otherwise, once it is daylight, we have no way to imagine how terrible their combat power will be. "We still have a numerical advantage, and at least four thousand sailors can be used in the landing and blockade shelling." I still have that point of view, these pirates seem to be proficient in sea combat at this time, but when it comes to land warfare, they must coerce the common people into battle, as long as they encounter artillery bombardment or firearm shooting, they will inevitably scatter, and at that time, these pirates have no other way to choose except to retreat to the sea. Even if they defeat us at sea, we still have an army of several thousand men, which can in turn occupy the port of Vostok, and rely on the port to hold on. We have two more fleets on their way here, and I don't believe they can have enough food and ammunition to fight us while leaving the port to resupply. ”
"Yes," agreed the captain of the Vincennes, "we may lose the last four ships, but we can use these four thousand men to capture a full-fledged port, and according to intelligence, Vostochny has many industrial production plants at this time, which is very important to us, and after we take Vostochny, all this is the spoils of our Medeno people." Compared to these, what are our four Sharp-class? We can also consult the technical information left by the pirates in the port of the East, capture their skilled craftsmen, and establish our own industry from the Yanings, or better yet, this mature port is a good place for immigrants, or the mainland! Don't we have a new plan for the construction of a city on the sea? If we can seize the port of the East, what more sea city will we build? We can directly immigrate to the port of the East, with the size of the city and our sharp firearms, it is enough to hold the city and wait for more reinforcements to arrive, not to mention the pirates or the Annamite, even the Wuguo people who once expelled us will not be able to drive us away. ”
Stone's face didn't look much better, but now he had no choice, he had lived on a ship for most of his life, and it always felt very strange to let him abandon his ship and go ashore to seize a port, which was not only a nostalgia that could not be parted, but also a sense of danger......