Parsons's submission was expected by Yang Feng, as for his Yang's steam turbine company and the details of the cooperation between the two parties, this direct telegram called Erikson, and he was in charge, anyway, if the joint venture party is Yang's Marine Power System Company, then he also has shares in it, and Boss Yang has important things to do.

He took advantage of the opportunity in Newcastle to first confirm his cruiser with the Armstrong shipyard, and yesterday he had already let out the wind, and he was ready to order a new cruiser for the Chinese Navy here in the form of an agent, otherwise the Armstrong shipyard would not be so face-saving, and it was a welcome dinner and a beautiful woman to his bed.

If such a person gets a high-priced cruiser order from China in some special way, outsources it to Armstrong Shipyard at a low price, and then divides the difference with some court ministers, then this matter can basically be said to be more than sixty percent certain, so Armstrong Shipyard attaches great importance to it.

"First of all, the length of this cruiser should be about one hundred and thirty meters, the power of the main engine should not be less than fifteen thousand horsepower, the front and rear twin main guns, it must use a closed turret, it must have waterline armor and Zhongyang armor, and the speed cannot be less than twenty-five knots." Boss Yang was no longer satisfied with the Blanco Enkarada, and he found that he could use the things he had in his hands to save one.

"This is impossible, Mr. Yang, you are the standard of armored cruisers, and it is no different from even ironclad ships, it is impossible for such a warship with fifteen thousand horsepower to run even twenty knots, let alone twenty-five knots." Woolf, the shipyard manager who was in charge of receiving him, shook his head without hesitation and said, and at the same time despised Yang Feng in his heart for not knowing how to pretend to understand, but he was whimsical there.

"You can make your armor thinner! It doesn't need to be too thick, just a carburized steel plate of one or two centimeters will do. Boss Yang said with a smile.

Woolf almost sprayed him in the face with a sip of coffee, this guy looked at Yang Feng with an unbelievable gaze, although he knew that he was using the silver to pit the court for this business, but Nima, you don't have to be so arrogant, right? What is the difference between less than an inch of armor and an unprotected cruiser, not to mention a six-inch gun in terms of thickness, even a two-pounder gun against torpedoes can't stop it.

"Mr. Yang, I must remind you that such a warship cannot participate in naval battles." Woolf said very meaningfully, that meaning is very clear, big brother, I know that you are fooling your emperor, but you don't have to be so arrogant, right? You're so mean, if you really start a fight and people kill them in one shot, I don't think you will have any good results, right?

"No problem, this thickness is completely fine, with such thickness, can this cruiser speed exceed twenty-five knots?" Boss Yang asked curiously.

"You should say it won't be less than twenty-five verses." Woolf was quite sure.

"If you add a weight of several hundred tons, can it exceed 23 knots when it is ventilated under strong pressure." Yang Feng then asked, this data is very important, of course he will not take an armored cruiser with an armor thickness of one centimeter to single out Yoshino, he is going to rivet the original armor outside the original armor after it is built, riveting a ten-centimeter-thick tank armor steel plate, and there are thousands of tons of this thing in his shuttle.

This is much stronger than the best carburized iron-nickel alloy armor on the surface of the present, and with such armor, the Japanese high-explosive shells will not do any harm at all.

"Since this is the case, then this problem is settled, and then let's discuss the problem of artillery, first of all, the front and rear twin main guns, the caliber does not need to be too large, your six-inch rapid-fire gun is completely fine." Yang Feng said again.

"Mr. Yang, this caliber is too small, isn't it? You should understand that the caliber of artillery now represents strength, and such a large warship, even if it does not use twelve-inch guns, it must be at least ten-inch guns to be reasonable, and even eight-inch guns are a bit small. Woolf was about to be broken by him, so he almost pulled Yang Feng's neck and asked, "Big brother, what are you going to make trouble?"

From his less than an inch of armor, it can be seen that this cargo is ready to put their court to death, but since you have to do a good job of the surface, get two 305mm main guns, and let your emperor look majestic, what is the matter with how many 152 guns you get?

"There's no problem, I still trust your company's rapid-fire guns, four six-inch main guns, all of which must have a closed turret." Yang Feng said indifferently.

"The thickness of the turret armor is also an inch?" Woolf asked cautiously.

"Yes, an inch, or a centimeter!" Boss Yang said with certainty.

Well, Woolf was desperate for the cargo, and as for the rest he didn't want torpedo tubes, and he didn't want two-pounder and one-pounder rapid-fire guns, there was no need to ask too much about that.

However, when Yang Feng said that he didn't want secondary guns, Woolf couldn't help but remind him that four main guns were not enough anyway.

"Of course, I don't really want to use the secondary gun, you also know that I am also the chairman of the Bofors company, and I am about to test a new type of 130 mm cannon in the Bofors company, so I am going to use this thing for the secondary gun, and your company must reserve ten ear mounts for me on both sides of the hull, and at the same time make rotating gun emplacements, semi-open turrets, and ammunition supply systems on the ear tops." Yang Feng said, he is going to put ten of his 130 cannons on it, there are a total of forty in the shuttle, these cannons are idle and idle, he is reluctant to sell them to others, it is better to install them on the warship, but there are no shells, this has to be produced by himself, so the power will definitely be weakened, otherwise he will even want to use the main gun.

However, he also has a solution in terms of artillery power, which is nothing more than to put some effort into the shells, and the soft quilt cap and time-delay fuse should be enough, and the Japanese do not have any thickly armored warships.

As for the range and rate of fire of the 130 cannon, even with the propellant of this era, it is enough to ravage them with a rain of bullets from a distance, and as for taking a steam gas torpedo at close range, it will kill them directly.

In this way, Yang Feng's battleship was determined, as for the tonnage, he had no requirements, anyway, as far as his one-inch armor and the weight of the artillery were reduced, it was estimated that it would not exceed 4,000 tons, in fact, Woolf gave an estimate of 3,500 tons, so that he could reserve enough armor weight, and when the time came, he could even rivet two layers of tank alloy armor for important positions, and it was estimated that the 305 mm main gun in Dingyuan could block it.

In this way, Boss Yang returned to London satisfied, and now he is waiting for Li Er's reply, but at this time, it is a cable telegram, which needs to be transmitted from London to China one station after another, and then passed back and forth for more than a week, so he may have to wait a few days, but this also reminds him that he has missed a very important thing.

Wireless telegraphy, there are yourself in the great gods and Marconi all stand aside, Lao Tzu sold wireless telegraphs all over the world this year, lest you still fight for a patent. At the thought of robbing Edison of another job, Boss Yang smiled happily.

As for how to make a wireless telegraph, there is no difficulty in this, even if you don't use a beautiful avatar, Boss Yang can save it himself, an old spark is still difficult to be young and ignorant, and he has also participated in the third-rate college students of the radio interest group, although there are indeed not so many accessories to choose from at this time, but he made it himself.

In the next few days, Boss Yang devoted himself to the cause of invention and creation with great enthusiasm, and he couldn't even take care of Lin Luoke, who had been separated for more than a month.

A week later, on the lawn of the Young estate, a dozen wealthy London aristocrats, including two members of the House of Lords, gathered in the autumn sun to look at a strange machine in their midst.

"What are you doing?" Lin Luoke looked curiously at the rudimentary version of the spark transmitter he made with the help of a few engineers from General Electric, and he couldn't wait to apply for a patent before he finished making this thing, and then specially invited some friends in London to show it today.

"A whole new era, the era of wireless communication." Yang Feng hugged her small waist and said in her ear.

It wasn't Marconi's amateur invention that he wanted to do, and it was going straight to high-power cross-sea communications, and while he was showing the transmitter in London, an employee of the General Electric Company had already taken the receiver to Calais, France, more than 100 kilometers away.

"Well, dear, what do you say?" Under the gaze of his fox friends and dog friends, Boss Yang pulled Lin Luoke's little hand and said.

"Huh?" Lin Luoke looked at him blankly.

"Say whatever you want." Yang Feng said.

"Well, that bird is beautiful." Lin Luoke looked at a little bird on the grass and said.

"Well, that bird is beautiful." With the sound of Yang Feng's hand tapping the button, the radio waves penetrated the air at a speed of 300,000 kilometers per second, transmitted to the Calais cable telegraph office, under the watchful eye of a group of guests who were also invited, the receiver trained by Yang Feng immediately drew a long and short line on the paper according to the Morse code he heard in his ears, and then quickly read the meaning of the message against the codebook next to him, and then this sentence was transmitted back to London by wired telegram. A member of the House of Nobles received a telegram from Calais from a member of the French Parliament.

"That bird is beautiful." He read the contents of the telegram with a dumbfounded expression, and all the guests were stunned, Yang Feng could not be cheating, he could not fake his fiancée's reputation, that is to say, his machine could directly transmit the signal to nearly two hundred kilometers away in a wireless way without passing through wires, what if this was on a warship?