"Ready!" "Ready!" "Ready!" ...

The battle line with ten battleships as the core finally ushered in their first wave of enemies, and the fleet led by Guo Po saw that their boss had entered the battle line, and they thought they had found a backer and drilled into the formation, ignoring the red flag warships that followed behind them.

500 meters

300 meters

100 meters

"Fire!"

The third-class battleship has two rows of gun decks and 64 to 74 guns, that is, when facing the enemy on the flank, there are at least 32 guns that can fire at the same time, which is already the same as the number of guns on the whole ship of the old lock ship, not to mention those smaller ships, and how could the subordinates led by Guo Po think that the artillery fire of these friendly troops would attack them first.

The round cannonballs whizzed over a distance of a hundred meters, and fell on the hulls of the ships and the old locks, the human body, the canvas, the wood, nothing could stop their progress, oh, the wood seemed to work better, when they penetrated the first plank, they were finally blocked by the second plank, but on the way back, they broke a sailor's leg.

"Ah, my hands!"

"My eyes, I can't see anything!"

"My head.."

Oh, this is not, this fork is off, the headless can't shout, in short, just one round of artillery fire, Guo Po's subordinates suffered a devastating blow, those who can shout are lucky, the really unlucky ones are the kind that can't scream, some cannonballs directly opened a hole under the waterline of the warship, and the sea water poured in quickly, and many of the sailors in the cabin were flooded by the sea before they could run out.

Looking at the tragic situation of his subordinates, Guo Po clenched his fists, in addition to anger, he also had a trace of happiness in his heart, glad that he entered the battle line in time, what would be the result if he also directly charged the front line, probably he would be able to live two more rounds of artillery bombardment than these unlucky subordinates.

The battle line continued to advance, and the follow-up armed merchant ships joined the line, although they only had 24 to 40 guns, but there was no problem in finishing the work, especially after a round of shelling by the battleships, there were not many targets left on the sea.

At this time, the warships of the Red Banner Fleet also came up, but it was very helpless that in this era, no matter what kind of warship, the frontal shelling ability was very weak, so in the face of the British battle line, they also had to hit the hull horizontally and fight the enemy.

Unfortunately, this kind of line is only a thirst quenching for them, and the battleships in front have begun to turn, and once the battleline lined up by those guys returns again, they will be greeted with the same ending as the warships that have just been under the black flag, for which the British think this is a sure thing.

At this time, a spectacle caught the attention of the lookout, and he had been staring at the movement of Madame Qing's main fleet and noticed a strange phenomenon, a white line was approaching Madame Qing's fleet at high speed.

He hurriedly raised his binoculars to look at the white line, and what appeared in the camera was a battleship with a jet-black body, which looked very similar to the pirates' old lock ships, but the white line at the stern told him that this was no ordinary old lock ship.

"Sir, the enemy has a high-speed battleship approaching the battlefield!"

"High-speed battleship?" Vincent was stunned, frowned, and hurried to the side of the ship to look in the direction pointed by the lookout.

At first, there were only ordinary warships in his sights, and soon, he found the ship that the lookout had mentioned.

No way, it's too conspicuous, in the eighteenth century, a warship with a bow that can make a splash of several meters high is the most beautiful cub in the group wherever it goes.

Is this the pirates' secret weapon? I haven't heard that there is such a strange ship under Mrs. Qing, this kind of speed, even the Black Pearl can't be compared.

Wait, is it that ironclad ship, just kidding, can a fully armored ship run so fast?

In fact, Mrs. Qing and they just knew about this, the Zhiyuan passed through the pirate fleet like a sports car rushing into a group of bicycles, and the waves almost caused the ships on both sides to crash together, and before everyone had time to say hello to the people on board, Zhiyuan had already swept past Mrs. Qing's flagship and rushed to the front.

"Madam, is this Mr. Li's iron ship?" Mrs. Qing's subordinates stared directly at Zhiyuan in the distance, and asked blankly, this speed was beyond his comprehension.

"Yes, didn't you just see Zhang Baozai throwing up on the side of the boat." Although it was the first time for Mrs. Qing to meet her, she had already regained her composure and composure after seeing her well-informed.

"Why is this boat moving so fast?"

"Extraordinary people naturally have extraordinary things, and it is normal to make extraordinary ships."

"Well, madam, then let Mr. Li and them fight against the enemy in a boat, will it be a little dangerous?"

“.... I also want reinforcements, but the question is, which boat can catch up with him? ”

......

The Englishmen on the opposite side also turned their eyes on the Zhiyuan, and even Sir Walder put down his teacup and went to the side of the ship.

"Captain Vincent, that's the pirate's ironclad?"

"It should be."

"Are you sure you can defeat it?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Sir, no matter how good the ship is, it needs people to control it, you see, most of their sailors and helmsmen are also on deck, maybe that ship is bulletproof, but the people on it will never be bulletproof, as long as it enters the range of artillery, so many of our warships will definitely be able to teach them a lesson, a battleship cannot determine the direction of war."

"Well said, Mr. Captain, go and command, I'll wait for the news of victory." With that, Sir Wald wriggled his fat ass and went headlong into the captain's quarters.

"Artillery ready!"

"Artillery reloaded!"

"Aim at that enemy ship!"

"Aim!"

"Listen to me, get ready!"

Rumble!

"Who fired the cannon!"

"Captain, the cannon fired at the other side..."

"Heh, it turned out to be a rookie, firing so far away, it's really a waste of such a good boat."

Sou!

A dark shadow swept over Vincent's head, taking his hat and wig with him, revealing his Mediterranean-like hairstyle.

Touching his bare head, Vincent was a little stunned, "What flew over just now?" ”

"It seems to be a cannonball, Captain..."

“... Fought from an ironclad ship? ”

"It should be..."

"Its artillery, can it hit so far?" Boom, Vincent swallowed, looked at the ironclad ship that was turning in the distance, and suddenly had a sense of foreboding.