At noon, an hour after the first battle of the German Baltic Fleet, the Magdri and two other destroyers took in the Russian sailors who had fallen overboard and began to return home. In this battle, 126 Russian sailors were killed, another 67 were captured. Only the light cruiser "Magdrie" was hit by two shells, one hit the upper part of the conning tower, the other exploded in the middle and rear parts, the water reconnaissance plane was hit by a piece of shrapnel and could not continue the reconnaissance mission, a total of 12 German naval officers and men were injured, the chimney of the destroyer "Shure" was hit by 1 shell, no sailors were injured, but this caused the boilers on the ship to not work normally, and the speed could only reach 12 knots, which made Rus's fleet only slowly return to the southwest at this speed.

After receiving the battle report from the Russ fleet, Dönitz was happy at the victory of the German Navy, but he was also worried about the damage to the "Shure". After all, this is the sphere of influence of the Russian Navy, and now the Russ fleet is more than 100 nautical miles away from the submarine force, and in the event of an accident, not only will the previous battle plan not be implemented, but the fleet will even have disastrous consequences.

Dönitz was not Bailey, but what happened next confirmed his unfortunate premonition.

On the watchtower of the cruiser "Magdrie", the sailor Glenner was sitting there, reminiscing about the battle just now. Although the "Magdrie" was only a light cruiser, the two salvos on the port side at that time paralyzed the Russian gunboat and stood motionless on the sea, which was really imposing. When he returned home, he would have to boast to his family and relatives that only their fleet had taken part in the real battles in the entire German Navy.

"Glenner, you kid is actually sitting here in a daze, be careful that Sergeant Gyeer swallows you alive!" Sailor Rosen shouted at Glenner, who was sitting on it, as he climbed up the watchtower.

"Rosen, my brother, you're finally here for the changing of the guard, it's boring to death up there!" Greiner reached out and pulled Rosen up.

"Oh God!" When Rosen climbed up, he was stunned, and there were several jet-black plumes of smoke in the sky behind Glenner, and those plumes of smoke were getting closer and thicker.

"Battleships appear in the rear!" Rosen shouted hoarsely.

Russ rushed out of the command room, and through the binoculars he could already see two large silhouettes at the end of the sea.

"All of us are ready to fight!"

The sailors of the cruiser and destroyer hurried to their positions, and Rosen and Greiner huddled in the small watchtower and looked into the distance in horror, the silhouettes of the two ships becoming clearer and clearer in their eyes.

"God, they're beautiful!" Glenner exclaimed softly.

"Oh God! Send a report to Captain Dönitz, we have encountered the capital ship of the Russian army, and the other side will soon catch up with us! Major Russ, who was standing on the bridge, was equally frightened and disturbed, because he knew very well that his three ships were no match for the Russians, and he had thought that all such Russian warships had been sunk by the Japanese in the Tsushima Strait, but in order to suppress the German power in the Baltic, the Russians had built several more of these coastal defense ships three years earlier.

If you have seen the Russian Ushakov-class coastal defense ship, you will definitely be impressed by its simple lines - the displacement of 5,000 tons, the hull of 88.4 meters long, 16.1 meters wide and 5.79 meters high looks sleek and full, the elven dwarf warriors are generally strong and powerful, there are no superfluous settings on the deck, a twin 254mm main gun at the bow and stern is like two axes in the hands of a dwarven warrior, and the speed of 16 knots is also completely in line with the slow and steady movement of the dwarven warrior. It's a pity that this time their enemies are slower than them.

"Major Russ, Captain Dönitz reports that he and the submarine forces are still 50 nautical miles southwest of us, and they are heading here!" Russ knew that this meant that he would have to hold out for two hours before waiting for reinforcements, and the Russian ships were only 6 or 7 nautical miles away from him, and within an hour he would be within range of the other side, and the only way to do this was to use the speed of the "Magdrie" and "Göttingen" to lure the Russians away.

"Send a signal to the 'Göttingen' and 'Shure', the 'Shure' continues to retreat southwest at full speed, and the 'Göttingen' turns with us to meet the Russian ships!"

Russ's battleship made a perfect arc on the surface of the sea and headed for the Russian battleship at full speed. In the dreary air, two German naval flags fluttered high. The battleship's chimney spewed out thick columns of black smoke, and the bow split the waves, and the white spray splashed and fell down with a clamour to break into patches of white foam.

"There are two Russian warships, the direction is east and north, arranged in columns, and the distance is 24,000 yards!"

A drop of sweat slowly slipped down Russ's gauze-wrapped forehead, but he didn't bother to wipe the sweat anymore.

"Full speed ahead! Order the 'Göttingen' to follow us! ”

The Magdri did everything in its power to reach its top speed of 21.5 knots, which is a very average cruising speed for a fast and agile standard-class destroyer like the Göttingen.

"20,000 yards!"

Rosen and Glenner on the watchtower stared nervously, their eyes widening as they seemed to be able to see the thick guns of the opposing ships beginning to turn towards them.

"Lawson!" Glenner gently tugged at his companion's sleeve.

"What?" Rosen's eyes never took off the Russian battleship in front of the right.

"Aren't you afraid?"

Rosen turned his head and saw that Glenner's eyes were filled with fear.

"Don't worry, we'll be fine, the Russians will soon be out to sea by us!" Rosen comforted poor Glenner, but his body couldn't help but tremble.

"Oh! Oh! "By this time the Russian prisoners who were locked up in the cabin seemed to be aware of what was happening, shouting loudly and banging the cabin.

The German sailors guarding them slammed the hatch with the butts of their rifles, but could not suppress the madness of the Russians, and he spat into the sea in frustration.

"Damn the Russians, in a moment your companions will come to accompany you!"

"15,000 yards, the Russians fired!" The rangefinder above the command tower shouted loudly.

The muzzle of the bow gun of the Russian battleship in front flashed, and soon after, two huge columns of water were stirred up 1,000 yards in front of the starboard side of the "Magdrie".

"Turn! Turn right 15 degrees in general! Russ turned his ship to the other side facing the Russians, so that the Russian ship behind him would not be able to shell him.

"The Russian ship began to turn! 11,000 yards away! ”

In order to exploit the power of the stern cannons, the Russians prepared to face their ships laterally to Rus's fleet.

"Turn 15 degrees to the left!" Russ stared closely at the Russian ship in the distance, and his "Magdri" always pointed the bow directly at the other side. Looking at the columns of water rising nearby, everyone on board prayed that the other party's 254mm shells would not favor them.

"8,000 yards! It's already within our range! The rangefinder shouted excitedly, as if the Russians were about to be sunk by themselves.

"Signal to the 'Göttingen', we turn to the left, let them go full speed ahead, rush over and cast the torpedo!"

Subsequently, the "Magdrie" began to make a sharp turn to the left, and the entire hull tilted to the port side, almost throwing Lawson and Glener from the watchtower.

"Man, hold on!" The two men clung to the handrail inside the watchtower.

Finally, the "Magdrie" began to hit the starboard side of the fire to fire at the Russian ship, and the first round of shelling was very lucky to hit the foredeck of the Russian ship in front, but the shells of the 105mm rapid-fire guns did not cause much damage to the Ushakov-class coastal defense ships with a turret thickness of 152mm and a deck thickness of 25-50mm.

As the distance got closer, the second battleship of the Russian army also joined the shelling of the "Magdery", and more and more shells fell, getting closer and closer, and a shell falling five meters from starboard side set off a huge shock wave, shaking the poor battleship vigorously.

"Hurry, hurry!" Russ kept an eye on the "Göttingen" in the distance, and as long as his side could insist on firing fire from the Russian ships to attract them, the "Göttingen" could hopefully rush to a distance of 1,500 yards and fire torpedoes.

With a loud bang, the "Magdrie" was finally hit hard by the other side, and a shell fired by the main gun of the Russian ship hit its rear deck, and the reconnaissance plane and tail facilities were all blown to pieces, and it seemed that the engine room also suffered considerable damage.

"Engine room, report the damage!" Russ held the microphone and shouted loudly, but there was no response.

"Oh God!" He kept praying that nothing would go wrong in the engine room, or he would have to stay where he was and be abused by the Russians.

When the other sailors arrived in the engine room, they found that all the engineers there had been killed, but the shrapnel did not cause much damage to the equipment there, and the Magdri was still moving at a speed of 20 knots.

The artillery shells of both sides kept crossing the sea, and from time to time there were shells that collided with the hull of the ship, and the command tower of a Russian ship in front of it was bombarded by two shells in a row, and the hard tower wall was finally drilled through, and the Russian captain and staff officers inside were killed and wounded, but the "Magdri" had already paid a heavy price, not only was the hull covered in bruises, but the speed was also reduced to 17 knots.

Snort! Two torpedoes rushed out of the launch tube carrying the expectations of hundreds of German sailors, and rushed straight towards the Russian ship in front, because the control tower was heavily damaged, the Russian ship did not turn in time, and soon suffered a heavy blow from two torpedoes, the round hull began to shake violently, two 533mm torpedoes blew out two huge holes in its hard hull, a large amount of seawater poured into the cabin, the Russian ship quickly began to capsize, and the Russian sailors on the ship also jumped into the sea water, causing a splash.

"Signal, retreat!" Russ barely supported his tired body to stand there, his previous injuries and excessive stress nearly causing him to collapse.

The "Magdrie" dragged the broken and smoking hull and the "Göttingen" to turn around and start to return home, and the remaining Russian ship had to stop to rescue hundreds of Russian sailors who were struggling in the water.

As the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the watchtower of the Magdley, Rosen and Glener looked at each other's dark faces and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The 17 sailors in the engine room were not so lucky, as shrapnel from Russian shells claimed their young lives, and they were accompanied by 24 sailors from the 1st, 3rd, 4th, and 8th gun emplacements of the "Magdri", 7 sailors from the foredeck gun emplacement of the "Göttingen", and 103 sailors from the Russian Ushakov-class coastal defense ship "Russia".