The dense bombs rained down head-on, and the battleship Cowpens, which had already been hit by many bullets and was scarred, had already failed to turn around, and it was even more powerless in the face of the agile and maneuverable bombers. Deftly detoured to the stern of the Cowpens, a bomber opened its bomb bay at a low altitude, and a long list of bombs fell to the warship one after another, in the face of a sudden attack, the Cowpens had no time to turn and evade, and the sailors could only watch as most of these bombs fell on the warship, blowing up a long line of fire in the middle of the warship's deck. Even with the heavy armor of the Naoli-class battleships, the defensive power was not unlimited, and the battered deck was finally blown through.

The hot shrapnel penetrated the inside of the Cowbans and directly hit a large diesel engine in the power room, and the shrapnel with kinetic energy cut off the oil circuit of the diesel engine, causing a large leakage of diesel oil. The scorching flames ignited the diesel fuel that was scattered everywhere, causing a fire that filled the room.

The chief officer of the power room immediately ordered the fire door to be closed, isolating the entire compartment and cutting off the oil pipeline. The quality of the St. Martin Navy was still very high, and although the timely closure of the hatch allowed more than thirty St. Martin power room sailors to be burned alive, it prevented the spread of the fire.

Smoke from the diesel combustion swept all the way out of the deck, enveloping the entire Cowbans in it, causing the anti-aircraft artillery to be quite disturbed. The billowing smoke made the Boston pilots look from a distance, and it was easy to misjudge that the ship was seriously injured and lost its combat effectiveness. The land-based bomber pilots, who had no experience in naval warfare, thought that the battleship had lost its combat effectiveness, so they abandoned the warship and flew towards the other warships.

In fact, due to the very timely management of the damage, the actual combat loss of the Cowpens was not large, except for the decrease in speed. Although the smoke did not cause much damage in combat power, it also allowed him to avoid the continued attack of the bombers.

The experienced Boston Navy quickly discovered that the Navy was not the Air Force, and they were well aware of the situation of the other side at this time. Ten minutes after the bombers left, the Boston Fleet, aware of the situation, finally turned around and aimed at the Cowpens with the strongest broadside fire.

In the face of a dense barrage of large-caliber shells, the Cowbans was so slow to dodge, and soon after several rounds of shelling, a shell finally exploded in the stern, although it did not cause much damage to the heavily armored battleship, but unfortunately the four-shot shrapnel coincidentally jammed the steering gear, causing the Cowpens to be unable to turn again.

In order to maintain the integrity of the formation, Romus had to order the other fleets to move in line with the Cowpens, an order that saved the Cowpens from being besieged, but greatly limited the ability of the St. Martin Navy to evade maneuver. Seeing that the Cowbans could not turn, Zumwalt seized the opportunity and ordered all the battleships to continue firing at its massive hull, while all the Boston destroyers rushed forward without their lives.

After the continuous bombardment of the Boston Imperial Air Force, the destroyers and cruisers of the St. Martin Navy suffered heavy losses, and could no longer form an airtight defensive formation, and were finally rushed close by a Keeling-class destroyer. The destroyer made a desperate left turn, aiming the five torpedo tubes on one side at the Cowpens, which was obscured by the smoke, and the five 533 mm heavy torpedoes rushed straight towards the huge hull of the opposite side like wild horses.

When the cruiser Francis, which was nearby, saw the opposing destroyer firing torpedoes and attacking its own battleship, it immediately pounced on it with full force, and while pouring shells at the Boston destroyer with its naval guns, it blocked the torpedo path with its own hull.

The sailors on the Francis swept at the torpedo with their broadside rapid-fire guns and machine guns with red eyes, and quickly detonated a torpedo, but the modern torpedoes were too fast for them to detonate all torpedoes.

With two loud bangs, two 533 mm torpedoes hit the side of the Francis one after another, causing two huge holes near the waterline, and the sea water poured into the hold fiercely, and the whole cruiser quickly tilted, and the captain had to give the order to abandon the ship.

After all, there were too many torpedoes, the Francis failed to block all the torpedoes, almost at the same time that the cruiser was shot, a torpedo hit the port side of the Cowpens, and with the sound of a huge explosion, the Cowpens was hit again, but fortunately, the two sides of the Naoli-class battleship had quite complete anti-torpedo bulk, and after the water injection balance on the other side, the Cowpens returned to balance, but the waterline dropped by at least one meter, indicating that the warship had entered the water at least two thousand tons.

As the fire was extinguished and the smoke cleared, the gunners on the Cowpens regained their sight and their combat effectiveness was restored again, and they continued to join the shelling battle, but the steering gear failed, and the Cowpens could only sail in a straight line, which made its course very predictable, so the Cowpens suffered more baptism of fire.

As the few bombs they had brought were depleted one after another, those B17s began to return one after another, while the first wave of B29s returned to the battlefield for the second time after being resupplied again.

The battle had been going on for several hours, and both fleets were already scarred. Among them, the Boston fleet sank four battleships and more than 20 cruisers and destroyers on the side, and the St. Martin Navy sank three Chinese-class battleships, and one of the Zhili class was seriously damaged, and the losses of cruisers and destroyers were even greater.

At this point in the battle, Admiral Romus already knew that he would not be able to please today, but he could not bear to give up the Cowbans, and just when he hesitated, the B29 bomber group that had been put into the battlefield again was already in the air.

Due to the unsatisfactory effect of the 500-kilogram bomb, this time the Boston Air Force specially modified two tons of super-heavy bombs, and in the face of the already scarred St. Martin's Navy, a large number of bombers swarmed in, and the first B29 to drop the bomb quickly lowered its altitude and dropped two super-heavy bombs on the seriously injured Cowbans. Although the bomber was then torn to shreds by the intense anti-aircraft fire, the two bombs fell straight down.

The sailors of St. Martin watched in horror as the huge bomb fell, but they could not dodge it because the ship's steering gear failed. Soon the first bomb fell on the No. 2 turret, and the huge explosion not only lifted the turret weighing 1,700 tons into the sky, but also shook everyone on board to the ground, and then the second bomb hit the hole in the stern again, and with a loud bang, the stern of the Cowpens was blown to pieces, and the warship lost power in an instant.

"It's over, we're going to be wiped out here." Seeing the power of the opponent's bombs, Admiral Romus's face was full of despair, and he realized at this time what a foolish move he had made to attack without air cover. Just when Admiral Romus was desperate and regretful, there was a sudden dense sound of machine guns in the sky, and he looked up to find that at some point, there were many smaller planes in the air, and those were carrier-based fighters.

"Our planes." The sailors of the St. Martin's fleet were boiling, their morale skyrocketed in an instant, and even the frequency of artillery fire in the St. Martin's navy increased.

"Where did those planes come from?" Zumwalt's eyes widened as he saw the dawn of victory, his mood instantly changed from excitement about his imminent victory to frustration, and he suddenly found himself in trouble.

The fighters in the air took off from Vice Admiral Kachin's aircraft carrier, and the Imperial aircraft carrier group of St. Martin, which had finally caught up, flew its own fighter group 40 kilometers away. Due to the Chinese Empire's secrecy about steam catapults, the Empire of San Martin aircraft carriers were also unable to use jet aircraft, so their carriers carried the Imperial Chinese Empire's export Barracuda carrier-based aircraft, Albatross dive bombers, and old Swordfish attack aircraft. The Barracuda fighter, with two cannons and two machine guns, is still far behind the current main fighters, but it is enough to deal with the bulky B29 bombers.

Under the rapid tail-biting attack of the fighters, the bombers of the Boston Empire were shot down one after another, and the remaining bombers did not care about dropping bombs again, and immediately turned around and ran, and the machine gunners on the bombers began to frantically glance at the same time, driving away the nearby fighters.

Seeing that the air was no longer dominant, Zumwalt saw that the opportunity was very fast, and he immediately ordered the fleet to turn around and flee, but no matter how fast the warship was, it could not be faster than the plane, and more than forty Swordfish attack planes quickly approached. Lowering the altitude, one after another Swordfish attack planes rushed towards the Bostonian fleet almost close to the water.

"Stop them." Such a desperate order was shouted by almost all the gunners on the Boston battleship, and all the Boston sailors who operated the anti-aircraft guns fired frantically in an attempt to prevent the attack planes from approaching.

Flying forward in the face of a dense net of fire, more than a dozen attack planes were shot down in an instant, but the other attack planes remained unmoved; due to the disapproval of the top brass, the officers and men on these aircraft carriers have been holding their breath, and now that they finally have a chance to perform, they will absolutely not let it go.

One after another, the torpedoes entered the water, drawing beautiful water trails, and the criss-crossing torpedo waterlines pounced on the Boston Fleet, which was still dying, at a speed of 45 knots. With a violent explosion, three battleships and five cruisers quickly tilted, and the two destroyers that were shot in order to block the eye-catching were even worse, and were directly torpedoed into two pieces.