Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Disparity Battle
As the sun sets, the afterglow of the setting sun shines on the sea, sparkling and glittering with gold.
As if sensing that the sun was about to rest, the evening sea breeze suddenly became violent. After a whistling, a thousand layers of waves rolled up.
Seeing that the sky was about to get dark, Deng Haonan was not happy at all. Because the Dutch battleship Erfersen was approaching, the huge hull looked particularly eerie in the dim light.
The wind is tighter!
The two battleships kept approaching, and the personnel on both sides held their breath, waiting for the decisive battle at that moment.
Yes! It's a decisive battle!
Deng Haonan knows that there is no way back! Originally, he was going to escape the pursuit by relying on the darkness. But now that he is stuck to the battleship, it is impossible to break free, unless he can hack all the enemies on the opposing battleship to death after a firefight.
"Five hundred meters!" The scouts on Wangdou shouted loudly, and all the officers looked at Deng Haonan at the same time.
Deng Haonan was thinking in his heart, the light was not good at the moment, the sea breeze was blowing, the waves were rolling, and the shooting hit rate was greatly reduced, so he couldn't fire. At the same time, both sides are waiting for the other to fire first. Once one side fires first, as long as the other side is not disabled, it will definitely take the opportunity to stick to it and shoot directly at ultra-close range, which will be a catastrophe. And Deng Haonan's side was already in a weak firepower, so he didn't dare to fire first.
Obviously, the Dutch are not stupid, what Deng Haonan can think of, others can also think of.
"Five hundred and fifty meters!"
The distance is still narrowing, and the more the two sides reach the critical moment, the calmer they become.
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"Four hundred meters!"
Every report has a deep impact on Deng Haonan's mind, and I believe that Major General Fan Weite on the opposite side is the same.
……
"Three hundred meters!"
Time and space suddenly seemed to freeze in a moment, and everyone's heartbeats were superimposed.
"Fire!"
"Fire!"
With a loud shout, Deng Haonan and Fan Weite issued combat orders almost at the same time.
In an instant, the firelight of the warships on both sides flickered, and the evening sky was lit red. Immediately, columns of white smoke erupted from the pitch-black battleship one after another, like the serpents of poisonous snakes.
Knock knock!
The cannon roared, and then came. Like a thunderbolt from the sky, it was deafening.
One shell after another, clinging to the sea with a black and blue background, like a streamer, broke through the sky in an instant.
Bang! Bang bang!
The shells hit the walls of the ships on both sides, and immediately smashed open a semicircular gap, and the broken wood crackled and flew wildly. When it hits the hull of the ship, it is a big hole.
The Dutch artillery was numerous, and there were more than forty shells in one round. Fortunately, the caliber of the shell is not very large, the size of the bowl mouth, and the destructive power is bearable.
On the other hand, the ten Huwei cannons on Deng Haonan's side, although the caliber and power are relatively large, are too few. The Dutch battleship was a battleship, built of thick oak and very hard. When the cannonball hits it, it can only pierce through the outer layer of oak, and it has no destructive power.
Deng Haonan hid under the battlement, peeked coldly, and said secretly in his heart: Although there is no accurate definition of a battleship in various countries, this battleship has rough skin and thick flesh, and it can already be called a battleship.
This battle can't be fought!
Your own shells are just tickling the other side, and they can't cause structural damage at all. On the other hand, the enemy's shells were very damaging to their own warship, and the hull had been pierced by seven or eight holes.
A round of shelling from both sides ended quickly, and the battleships were still approaching.
Lieutenant Xue Muhua shouted: "Report the battle damage!" ”
"It's too late!" Lieutenant Xiao Nai, the first officer of the general staff, shouted: "The enemy wants to take overboard!" ”
Deng Haonan knew that the Dutch did not like to sink the warship, and they were not even willing to break it. Over the years, they have robbed and captured Spanish and Portuguese warships and merchant ships, trying to force them to surrender and obtain complete ships, and then they use the captured ships to expand their power and trade again. Therefore, at this time, the Dutch had thousands of warships and tens of thousands of merchant ships, most of which were captured.
The Dutch have formed a habit, and if Deng Haonan is Major General Van Weit, if they want to take revenge, the happiest thing is, of course, to capture the enemy.
Deng Haonan's idea coincided with Rear Admiral Fan Weite's thoughts, and he had just given the order that after a round of shelling, he would immediately board the ship and fight. Because he knew that Deng Haonan's boat was small and there were few people, even if he fought, he was not his opponent at all. As his adjutant said before, Van Weit has absolute strength, and in the face of absolute strength, the result cannot be changed.
"Huzi!"
Deng Haonan shouted loudly, and Lieutenant Liu Hu immediately understood, and immediately ordered the marines to assemble on the port side.
At the time of the shelling, all the marines were hiding on the starboard side, dodging the shelling of the enemy ships while also being prepared for close combat.
At the sound of an order, two hundred marines rushed over with loaded guns and ammunition, fully armed.
Quickly arranged in two rows, dog-lock flintlock muskets sticking out of the wall from the battlements, waiting for the enemy ships to approach further.
Two hundred meters!
The enemy ships are getting closer!
The wolf howls of the sailors on the Dutch ships could already be heard, and it was clear from the sound that there were no less than six hundred of them, and with an unstoppable haughty attitude in their voices, it seemed that they had won the battle.
There will inevitably be a bloody battle today!
Deng Haonan reached out and touched the saber on his waist and clenched the handle. The big bull beside him wiped his face, and suddenly there was an iron rod in his hand. Deng Haonan glanced at him, and said in his heart that this guy was addicted to sticks from the last fight.
Just then, the situation changed abruptly.
There was a burst of cannon bang, which immediately stunned everyone.
The people on Deng Haonan's side did not expect that the Dutch would be ready for the next round of shelling so quickly, Huzi hurriedly ordered the marines to retreat and dodge, but the next moment they found that the shells did not fly over, and immediately stopped moving.
The Dutch, on the other hand, were most shocked, because they were not only frightened by the sound of artillery, but also by shells.
In an instant, there was a mess on the Dutch battleship, and the shouts and howls were incessant. Immediately, the Dutch ships abandoned the landing battle, turned the rudder and galloped to the left.
The sound of the cannon occurred on the other side of the Erfxian Immortal, and Deng Haonan and the others could not see clearly from this side, but it was certain that someone had attacked the Dutch battleship.
Don't miss the opportunity!
At this time, it was already dark, and Deng Haonan hurriedly ordered the warship to speed up and turn right, gallop in the opposite direction, and quickly detach from the Dutch battleship.
"It's the Pallas! It's the Pallas! ”
The sound from above Wangdou made everyone stunned.
Isn't the Pallas long gone? How did you come back again?
Soon cheers rang out, however, and the crowd shouted with joy and ran to the starboard stern to look east.
Sure enough, it was the Pallas, and Deng Haonan saw the figure of the Pallas in his clairvoyance.
At this moment, Deng Haonan's heart was moved!