"Boom-boom-" The whistling cannonball landed in front of the Sinop, and the explosion stirred up a high column of water.

Dozens of columns of water rose from the sea around the Russian fleet, and Withoff was relieved in an instant. When the two fleets were five thousand meters apart, the other side took the lead in firing, which showed the immaturity of the commander of the opposing fleet. Is there any fleet in the world that does not fire at 3,000 meters? Moreover, the Qing fleet did not follow the principles of naval warfare and quickly fired three rounds of artillery fire at the first time. Rather, after a round of shelling, the parameters of the shelling began to be adjusted. The distance of two thousand meters was only five minutes at the speed he had now added to twelve knots, which was enough for him to adjust his formation. That's what Witherft thought.

But he was still wrong, when the second round of shells from the Qing task force smashed heavily on the leading second-class battleship, Dmitry Donskoy. A 305-mm shell hit the right side of the foredeck of Dmitry Donskoy, the shell smashed through the deck and exploded inside the hull. Withoff watched as Dmitry Donskoy's broadside gun was thrown into the sea in the explosion.

"Fight well, give the dragon yin a third-class merit. Give the gunner a first-class credit. Wu Deren held on to the telescope and laughed. Today, I hit a big luck, and the second round of shells hit directly. This is good luck against the sky, who has heard of the second round of shelling can hit, Lao Tzu has created a miracle today. Wu Deren, who was trembling with laughter, decided to publicize this incident after the war, and looked at the hard work of the gunners who trained day and night and the bloody heart of Guangxu when appropriating the funds of the Pacific Fleet. The money was not spent in vain, and the training paid off. The explosion of the Russian ship and the relaxed laughter of the commander also inspired the confidence of the entire fleet members. After three rounds of rapid shelling, the fire control room had already distributed the recalculated shelling elements. After the gun emplacements were fine-tuned again, three more rounds of rapid artillery fire were fired.

The fire control room, a new unit, wants to deploy all the guns on the ship's branch to attack one point in order to increase the projectile density per unit area. And even before the artillery range is reached, the fire of the entire fleet can even be coordinated by radio. Unfortunately, the speed of radio translation could not meet the needs of intense artillery battles. Now the telegraphers were thinking of a simpler communication code, and the old adage that it was better to cut off one finger than ten fingers, convinced them that when the fire of the entire fleet was concentrated on one enemy ship. There is no ship that can resist it. Although it is not yet possible to control the firepower of the entire fleet, it is still possible to command the firepower of one ship. A telephone system throughout the ship allows calculations in the fire control room to be synchronized with the turret.

Dmitry Donskoy was shot, Chesma was shot, a mine-striking ship was being sunk...... Three minutes. Just three minutes. The Russian Far East Fleet, which had not fired a single bullet, was hit one after another. This achievement stunned the Beiyang ships, but it still didn't satisfy Wu Deren: "Which bastard fired at the destroyer, is that little broken ship worth the shell money?" ”

The Slavs were proud, and even then Withoff did not give up, and he still ordered the formation to be adjusted. It would only take him two minutes. Within five minutes, the artillery fire of the Qing fleet fell like rain on the Russian fleet, and the splash affected the aiming of the Russian ships for a time. Five minutes later, the Russian ship finally set up the battle line when it arrived at the 3,000-meter engagement line.

But in these five minutes, Dmitry Donskoy was shot four times and withdrew from the line with serious injuries; The oldest battleship, Peter the Great, was hit by a near-miss bullet under the waterline of its side side. The large hole that blew up several meters slowed down the speed of the battleship, hung up the white flag and withdrew from the battlefield for maintenance; The Chesma's front gun failed and could not be steered; The armored cruiser of the Kremlin has already tilted to the left...... At this moment, one of his fleets has disappeared from the sea, and two are in the process of disappearing. Even his flagship, the Sinop, was hit.

"Fire, fire. Sink all the damned Qing people. Whithoff shouted. The Sinop also finally opened fire.

", the open turret dares to engage in hand-to-hand artillery combat with Lao Tzu. All secondary guns were ordered to fire at the turrets of the enemy ships. Wu Deren pointed at the Russian ship and scolded.

The two fleets were finally in formation, moving eastward like two parallel lines at the same time. The Qing army's two ships, Long Yin and Long Xiao, were sandwiched in the middle by four Huwei-class heavy cruisers. Placed at the front of the Qing army's battle line. The second ship of Dingzhen followed, and other old-fashioned slow-speed ships such as Lai, Jing, Jing, and Ji dragged on the tail. The Russian troops also set up the same formation, with the cruiser Imperial Guard taking the lead, the Asclit, Chesma, Sinop and other ships following behind, and the seriously damaged Dmitry Donskoy and Peter the Great were reluctantly following behind under compulsory orders.

Both fleets were flanked by dragons of fire, and each flash of fire from the muzzle pushed a shell to the opposite side. Dense rain of bullets continued to smash into the enemy ships moving in parallel. At the same time as the sparks on the other side's ship branch exploded, his own hull was also full of flames. The column of water that was struck in front of the two fleets by a near-miss bomb was like two walls of water.

As a Nanyang Chinese, Zhang Jie does not like the Qing Dynasty, but it must be his motherland and his roots. These words have been constantly instilled by his elders since he can remember, and he didn't understand why his elders, who had never even returned to the motherland, were still thinking about the land that did not belong to him. Until the defeat of the Beiyang Naval Division in the First Sino-Japanese War, the Japanese army crossed the Yalu River. Only then did he realize that no matter where he was, he had the same name as those Qing people, called Chinese. After the war, he took up his baggage, said goodbye to his parents and joined the Pacific Ship. He wanted to be a gunner if he didn't do anything else, and when he heard the thunderous roar of the main gun, he couldn't help but get excited. The good results of hard training finally made him the main gunner of the flagship.

Fire, explosions, and gunpowder smoke made Zhang Jie, who had just joined the Pacific Fleet, enthusiastic. It seems that the blood of the whole body rushes into the brain, this is the real artillery battle, this is the real artillery bombardment. Zhang Jie shouted excitedly: "Cool." ”

Long-range shelling of the fire control room can still be useful, but this kind of close-range and high-intensity artillery fire, the fire control room is not yet able to do anything. In an era when warfare relied mainly on the experience of the gunners, it was undoubtedly best to let the various artillery groups calculate and coordinate the firing elements on their own.

"Artillery drops by one point." Zhang Jie wiped the sweat from his face and ordered to adjust the shooting.

Large-caliber shells were stuffed into the chamber one by one, and the propellant wrapped in silk was also stuffed into the chamber. The recoil of the shells shook the whole ship from side to side. Zhang Jie watched the cannonball fly out, and the red-hot cannonball drew a cannon trail in the air, accurately hitting the waterline of the Chesma directly opposite. After a bang, a large hole was torn open in the port side of the Chesma, and the sea water poured into it.

"Fight well, keep fighting." Zhang Jie shouted.

Unlike the Pacific Fleet's fully protected turrets, the Russian fleet was only a base turret. The 152-mm secondary guns could not penetrate the thick side armor of the battleship, but the various gun positions of the Russian ship that these secondary guns focused on were a mess. The open turret became a nightmare for the gunners, and countless shrapnel from the explosion swept away. Wreak havoc throughout the turret. Shrapnel flew through the middle of their bodies, and on the deck where the stumps and broken arms were scattered, blood had stained the entire deck red, and it was gathering into streams. Silently flowing into the sea.

The Slavs were savage, both in terms of the speed and density of the projectiles, and in terms of the power of the explosions. Far inferior to its opponents, the entire Russian Far Eastern Fleet remained stubborn. Never since its inception has the Pacific Fleet experienced such a tragic battle. Rongcheng Bay is a 10,000-ton giant ship bullying a 4,000-ton cruiser and shelling the coast of Japan, which is a game in which there is no enemy resistance. Only this time is the real battle of fire and blood. While the Russian fleet struggled under the artillery fire of the Qing army, the Qing fleet also suffered heavy losses. There were flames on the deck, and there were also a large number of bullet holes on the side of the battle, but the Russians had a problem with the shells, and the power of the explosion did not cause devastating damage to the Qing warship. Even so. The Tiger heavy cruiser still lost one of its main guns, and a large hole had been blown in the position of the front main gun.

"Jingyuan and Jiyuan were seriously injured by bullets and asked to withdraw from the battle." Feng Qi's words woke him up and stared at the Russian ship Wu Deren.

Wu Deren hurriedly turned his head to look. Jingyuan in the smoke of gunpowder was already in flames, and Jiyuan was surrounded by the smoke and only a shadow remained: "Order the second ship to leave the formation." The other ships accelerated and blocked the Russian ship. "The advantage has appeared, but it is still scorched. Wu Deren was anxious.

Fleet artillery battles are fought in the T-shaped horizontal position, so that the opposing side can exert all the broadside firepower while the enemy only has the bow gun available. Everyone understands this reason, and the average speed of the task force is also higher than that of Russian ships, but it just can't grab this T-shaped horizontal position. The task force is fast but travels in the outer circle, and the range is increased. Although the Russian ship is slow, it takes the inner circle and has a short range. No matter how fast the Qing army accelerated, the Russian ship only needed to turn slightly and put it in the right position. Now the two fleets have turned south from going east together. The two fleets were still parallel.

The Battle of Tsushima is still in the midst of scorching, and the Russian ships are still stubbornly resisting at a disadvantage. It's been an hour since the fierce battle, and the fleet with a complete advantage can't turn the advantage into victory. It can be seen that the entire Qing Navy is still immature.

Just when Wu Deren was so anxious that he jumped to his feet, the Russian fleet finally changed. In the battle line of the Russian fleet, several lightly damaged ships, such as the Sinop, Chesma, Asclit, and Duke of Edinburgh, suddenly turned sharply and left the battle line. The Peter the Great and the Dmitry Donskoy, which were dragging behind, were speeding up. Attempted to form a battle line with the Imperial Guard and the Ashcrit.

Seeing the sudden change of formation, the Russian fleet thought of the lower and lower intensity of the shelling of the Russian ships. Wu Deren reacted quickly.

"The Russian ships are out of shells, they are going to escape." Without waiting for Wu Deren to speak, Feng Qi pointed at the Russian ship and shouted.

"Damn, dare to drive Lao Tzu's warship." Wu Deren was very dissatisfied with the Russian ship's practice of not surrendering. With a black face, he ordered: "Order the patrol formation to immediately intercept the fleeing Russian ship." The rest of the ships concentrated their fire and sank the tattered pieces in front of them. ”

"Damn the yellow pig." Withuff gave the order to withdraw from the battle amid the constant cursing of the Qing people: "Order the Peter the Great, the Dmitry Donskoy, and the Imperial Guards to block the Qing people throughout the country." Gain time for the main retreat. ”

Ships such as Withoff's flagship, the Sinop, were lightly wounded and had the ability to continue fighting. But at the moment had to leave, because there were no more shells.

That hatred in Withuff's heart. In order to attack Lushun, the main guns of the main battleship had already bottomed out, but they were still ambushed by the Qing fleet with plenty of ammunition here. Although the secondary artillery shells of their own fleet are sufficient, the secondary artillery shells cannot penetrate the armor of the opponent's battleship. Now that the main artillery shells have been exhausted, it is better to wait for this time if you don't run. Withuff and Ben had forgotten that he was heading south, and even if he ran now, where would he be running without ammunition and coal.

Boom, boom, a series of loud noises came. The Ascrite was smashed like a sledgehammer, and the explosion in the bow shook the ship at high speed, and a huge black hole was blown open in the bow, and the sea water poured into it. The bow of the ship has already begun to sink. And the warship that is still sailing allows the sea water to pour into it faster. The tail of the battleship began to warp, and the rotating propellers made it appear that the battleship was heading towards the bottom of the ocean until it was above the surface......

This scene. It made Withoeft even more nervous, and kept urging to speed up the voyage, hoping that the remaining warships would be able to hold back the Qing fleet. In the face of the enraged commander and the lingering explosion just now, the officers on the Sinop were silent. A battleship without shells can do nothing but run. But how far can they run?

Directly south, four destroyers approached at high speed. They did not wait on the northwest side of Tsushima Island from the beginning, but quietly waited at the southwest corner. When the sound of cannon in the Tsushima Strait sounded, they were at the southern end, and their mission was not to sink the fleeing Russian ships, but to use speed plus torpedoes. to hold back the Russian ships that are trying to escape.

The speed of the destroyer has been turned to the maximum, and the Russian ship on the opposite side that is trying to escape is getting closer and closer. The rising fires and bursts of explosions in the battlefield filled with gunpowder smoke in the distance made Zhou Haicheng, who had used a destroyer to stop the Japanese battleship returning to China, very excited.

"Keep at full speed and keep an eye on the distance." Zhou Haicheng stared at the oncoming Sinop, except for the cannonballs that kept falling on his side. And three more destroyers that went hand in hand with him.

"The right rudder is full, and all the torpedoes in the bow are fired." With Zhou Haicheng's order, the Ruimin destroyer quickly turned right, driving the other three destroyers to turn right together. At the same time, twelve torpedoes were thrown out by the turning destroyer.

Twelve torpedoes, like twelve off-string arrows thrown out, slid twelve white wakes on the surface of the sea. Fanned out towards the Chesma at the front. This is the latest torpedo tactic of the Qing Navy, because the emperor said that a ship traveling at full speed can achieve the maximum initial speed of the torpedo fired at the moment of a sharp turn. After the actual measurement, Zhou Haicheng has always wondered, why is the emperor more experienced than these professional naval officers?

"Shoot the gun." Zhou Haicheng shouted. Although the largest caliber gun in the speed patrol formation was only 120 mm, it made a mess of the Russian ships fleeing at full speed.

"Shoot the gun." Whithoff also shouted, but the target of his cannon was not the destroyer of the Qing Kingdom, but the speeding torpedo. The Chesma in front of him was turning its rudder at a rapid pace. The Sinop was already exposed to the torpedo course.

After two loud "thump", the Chesma, which had been hit by two torpedoes, slowed down. The Sinop was already at its maximum speed, but Withoff kept asking for an acceleration.

"Open the gun, fire the gun, stop them." Withuff pointed to the twelve white tracks that came in front of him, and shouted in a panic. The four destroyers of the Qing State, which had already turned around, fired twelve torpedoes again.

One, two, three, the four most dangerous torpedoes have already dodged three. The fourth was speeding towards the stern of the Sinop. Just a little faster, just a little faster to dodge this torpedo.

Boom - the stern of the Sinop was gently lifted. Having lost its rudder, the Sinop had no choice but to surrender and sink itself. The roar of artillery fire was still ringing, and Withoff mustered up the courage to stand in front of the window. When he looked at the team behind him, Withoff climbed feebly in front of the window. It's over, the Russian Far Eastern Fleet is all over.

The Ascrit is gone, the Peter the Great is sinking, the barrels of the Imperial Guards have been flattened, and the white flag is hoisted high on the top of the Imperial Guard, while the heavy cruiser Dmitry Donskoy with the white flag is under constant fire from the Qing army. The flagship of the Qing army, the Longyin, had already rushed out of the gunpowder smoke area of the battle, and the flags were waving over and over again on the ship: either all the men and ships would fall, or all the men and ships would sink.

"Close the sea valve and pump the water immediately." Whithoff gave the order to stop the sinking of the ship. He knew that the Qing people did it, and during the naval battle of Rongcheng Bay in the Qing Dynasty, the Qing army did this, and the Dmitry Donskoy was attacked with a white flag, it must have been because the Dmitry Donskoy ordered it to sink itself. This group of butchers, this group of executioners, the cursed Withuff did not forget to hang the white flag.

"The Russian Far Eastern Fleet surrendered. Send a newspaper, send a newspaper to Lushun, send a newspaper to Jinzhou, send a newspaper to the capital......" The dragon Yin was full of happy laughter.

**In front, on the Jinshui Bridge, Guangxu, who was dressed in a dragon robe, sat on a white horse surrounded by the royal guard camp. Looking at the students and scholars who were crowded on Chang'an Avenue and wanted to go with the emperor, Guangxu said loudly: "What are you going to do?" I am not dead, and the army of the Great Qing Kingdom has not yet been completely annihilated. The Great Qing Dynasty had not yet reached the point where it wanted to send the common people to war. If I die in battle, you will go to war again. At that time, please pick up the guns that I have left on the battlefield and continue to attack. Until the last Chinese died in battle. But I think you should all go home, for I will be victorious. ”

At this moment, Guangxu, who was waving his fists, was full of confidence. Because just before he walked out of the **, he received a telegram from the fleet. There were only four words on the telegram: "Great victory for Tsushima." ”