With an order, the three Victory-class battleships, lined up in a column with an interval of one mile between the front and rear, slowly sailed westward, and met the enemy's direction.

In the blowing of the sea breeze, the huge eagle flag on the mast kept swinging, and the hunting sounded.

The heavy bow of the ship, like a huge iron plough, crushed the undulating waves, cleaving a long white wake in its wake.

Dozens of low-stated, fast gunboats followed closely behind the battleship, like a pack of ferocious wolves, surrounding the three giant beasts in the middle, maneuvering nimbly on the sea.

The distinctive loud slogans of the navy and the dull sound of the conch horn echoed each other, intertwined, and spread far away with the sea breeze on the surface of the sea.

At the same time, people could still faintly hear the sound of cannons coming from the direction of the Vatino, which was as low and muffled as thunder in the distance.

At this time, heavy snow fell one after another, affecting people's vision.

The sea was covered with a grayish-white fog, and the visible range was only a few miles. No matter how far away you are, it's a blur at all, and you can't see anything.

The sailors had already entered a state of readiness.

They were nervously watching the western sea, waiting for the appearance of the enemy.

On the high lookout platform of the Victory, the sentry's face was red from the sea breeze, and his hands were a little stiff, but he still held the same cold binoculars tightly, carefully observing the western horizon. Don't miss the slightest trace.

I don't know how long it took, but the sentry suddenly heard a strange voice coming. It was as if the sound of a trumpet accompanied by a shout.

The voice was extremely faint, if you didn't listen carefully. It will be completely submerged in the middle of the waves and the sea breeze.

However, the keen sentinel caught the sound in the first place, and he pushed the telescope to the maximum, trying to look in the direction from which the sound came from through the wind and snow.

A strange black color loomed behind the snowflakes, and the sentry was stunned for a moment, and then immediately reacted, it was the sail of the opposite ship.

The sentry immediately leaned out of the lookout and shouted downward: "Enemy spotted." One o'clock direction, seven miles away. ”

The Victory was followed by the rapid ringing of alarm bells, and the sound of "dingding, ding, ding" spread throughout the ship.

All the soldiers on board were tense and ready for battle.

Captain Glending picked up his long glasses in the command room, adjusting the focus as he looked straight ahead.

The original blurry lens barrel gradually became clearer.

I saw it in the vast white snow. A shadow of a sail can be faintly seen.

That's the enemy's fleet~!

Glending cursed under his breath.

Due to the heavy snowfall, the sight was affected. Completely restrained the enemy's air power. so that the fleet will not be attacked by the enemy's war fortresses.

But at the same time, there are also downsides.

It was only at this time that the Ruman fleet accurately spotted the enemy.

And on the charts, the symbols representing the two fleets have been pasted together.

First mate Jack looked a little nervous.

He poked his neck to look west, and muttered, "Seven miles." This distance is too close, and with a turn of the rudder, the enemy will come up. ”

For the two fleets traveling in opposite directions, the distance of seven miles was too close, and it only took less than half an hour. The warships of both sides will be able to collide with each other.

This is very bad for the Victory, they are at the disadvantage. The action remains unchanged, and the contact distance is too short, which is not conducive to giving full play to the firepower advantage of the Victory.

Maybe with just two volleys, the enemy would be able to get to the side of the Victory.

Captain Glending nodded, and said calmly, "It's really too close." ”

The captain thought for a few seconds, and decisively ordered in a loud voice: "Lower half sail, forty on the left rudder, and order the starboard gun to prepare." ”

The order was quickly conveyed and carried out by the sail officer, the helmsman, and the artillery officer.

The sailors aboard the Victory immediately began their work in an orderly manner.

With a 'brush', all the sails were lowered in half.

Immediately afterwards, the gun doors on the starboard side opened one by one. The artillerymen pushed the cannon out of the muzzle with all the force.

Seeing the speed of his men's movements, Captain Glending nodded with satisfaction, these guys were indeed well trained and their morale was high.

Naval warfare can be different from land warfare, naval warfare requires close cooperation between different departments of warships, and requires a group of skilled sailors who have been at sea for several years, more than ten years, or even decades.

It's not like grabbing a bunch of peasants from the countryside, stuffing them with a rudimentary spear, training for three months, shouting one-two-one, walking right, and then going to war.

The hundreds of sailors on the Victory are undoubtedly experienced elites.

"Signal the gunboats to stay on our left. Captain Glendin glanced down to the side, at the fast gunboats scrambling to speed under his nose, and pouted, "They can't hit the capital ship of the demons." ”

The first mate agreed, and then turned to carry out the order.

With a full load displacement of more than 3,000 tons, the bow of the Victory turned sharply to the left, with the bow facing southwest.

The sails were instantly filled with the cold north wind of winter, and the speed suddenly increased, and the other two battleships followed closely behind the Victory.

In the distance, a gray-black shadow had completely broken out of the snow and fog, and clearly appeared in people's sight—it was the sail of a Semitic battleship.

At this time, even with only visual eyes, the sailors on the Victory could clearly see the Semitic warships several miles away.

At this moment, more black shadows galloped out of the gray-white mist, and slowly appeared in Glending's sight.

One by one, they gallop out of the snow and mist, giving a sense of endlessness.

There were so many ships that they were so dense that they filled almost the entire surface of the sea. The original turquoise sea was also dyed a dark green color.

People couldn't help but feel a commotion when they saw it.

Most of the enemy's warships were two-decked, although not as tall as the ships on this side. But like all Semitic ships, it was heavily protected, and the hull was reinforced both above and below. It looks extremely thick and sturdy.

The ships are all equipped with heavy ballistas, and there are huge metal ramming horns installed on the bow, all of which are hideous and terrifying.

The Semitic warships had apparently spotted this side as well, and sounded their horns urgently.

Immediately, dozens of ships adjusted their direction slightly, and galloped towards this side violently, while more ships began to make a detour to the side, intending to surround this side completely.

"Four miles away~!" the soldier at the lookout post slashed. Shouted loudly.

Glending sneered, grabbed the intercom in the command room, and said loudly, "I'm the captain, Mr. Puke, are you ready?"

A reply was heard over the intercom, mixed with the sound of sneering electricity, and Mr. Puck exclaimed, "Yes, Captain. Our big baby is cheering, you listen~!"

Immediately afterwards, there was a muffled "boom" sound in the intercom.

"Very good~!" Captain Glendin nodded in satisfaction, ready for a moment.

Blown by strong winds, the Victory took the lead and led the entire fleet. Diagonally into the fleet of the Semites.

"Two miles away~!"

The trumpets and alarm bells of the Semitic fleet on the opposite side could already be heard clearly, and Captain Glendin could clearly see the golden lightning banner on the top of the mast of the Semitic battleship, and even the soldiers running hurriedly on the top deck of the Semitic battleship.

The lead Semitic ship also turned, heading southeast, apparently trying to get into the queue of the Victory. Divide them and surround them.

Captain Glending smiled, and the enemy acted quickly and decisively. It can be seen that it is also the elite of the Semitic navy, if in the past, it was a correct action. But he was faced with battleships.

A battleship, as the name suggests, is a battleship that is lined up in a battle line to bombard the enemy.

"Fifty on the left side, due south. Captain Glending's eyes lit up with excitement as he commanded in a loud voice.

The Victory led the entire fleet to turn again, the bow facing due south, the sails all full, and rushing through the waves at full speed.

The gun window on the starboard side pointed to the Semitic fleet to the west.

When the officers and men of the Semitic fleet first saw the Victory, they were all shocked: is that still a ship?

It's just a mountain floating on the sea.

So Cui Wei is huge, really

It's hard to imagine that humans could build such a large ship.

To their outrage, the largest Semitic warship was only half the size of the people. It hurts their pride as a noble nation.

And what makes them feel even inferior: this monster-like battleship is not one, but three.

There is no need to fight at all, as long as they rush up and slam with the bow of the ship, they can sink the Semitic warship in front of them, or even run directly into the bottom of the sea.

Therefore, at first, some people were scared and their stomachs trembled.

But soon, they found that there seemed to be only these three big ships on the Terran side. Other than that, there are just a few dozen small clippers.

, what is there to be afraid of.

Although these three big ships are big and terrifying, there are only three of them, how many people can there be, a thousand? Two thousand?

As the saying goes, ants bite elephants to death.

A few hundred Semitic warships are enough to trap them to death, and they can send tens of thousands of people to attack the human ship, which is only the strength of more than twenty ships.

There are even people who are thinking about taking away the human ship, which must be very comfortable at sea.

After the initial panic of the Semitic navy, the morale of the humans' "stupid" actions was boosted, and the soldiers brandished their weapons on the deck, screaming and preparing for battle.

At this moment, the three monster-like battleships unexpectedly turned abruptly and aimed their fragile side chords at them, which made the Semitic officers and soldiers overjoyed, and they rejoiced in their hearts that the human commander of the battleship was either a fool or must have burned out his brain.

All they had to do was rush up, smash its belly open with the iron ramming angles of the bow, nail their decks with crowboards, and then board to fight the humans, killing the weak humans with ease and capturing the ship......

On the Victory, the sentry calmly reported: "One mile away~!"

On the right side of the fleet were countless Semitic ships, stretching from under their noses to the depths of the mist, and there were more than two hundred in sight alone.

Glending grabbed the intercom. Commanded in a loud voice: "I am the captain, all gun positions." For the purpose of incapacitating the enemy, fire freely~!"

Below deck, in the gun compartment filled with the smell of lubricating oil, the young officer looked at the target not far away, his face was hideous, and he ordered in a loud voice: "Load the chain ball." ”

The artillery soldiers, who had been preparing for a long time, immediately pushed the shells into the chambers.

Then the artillery turned the gun mount slightly, adjusting the artillery to aim at the enemy a mile away.

If on land, a short distance of one mile is safe for artillery.

But on the undulating seas. Because the battleship will constantly shake back and forth, left and right, the hit rate of aiming and shooting will become miserable.

The farther the distance, the greater the error.

The solution to this problem was to concentrate the attack, and the officers commanding the artillery immediately assigned the task of aiming each gun at one target.

At this moment, there were all Semitic warships in front of them, and after a cursory consideration, at least more than a hundred Semitic warships rushed towards the Victory at full speed. On the right side of the Victory, a horizontal line of more than ten miles wide and uneven was formed.

"Fire~!"

The No. 1 gun position on the upper deck was the first to fire.

With a loud "boom", a ball of fire poured out of the cannon window. The largest naval battle in history began.

The three battleships fired their guns at the same time, and every second several cannons roared at the same time, and the sound of "boom" sounded like beads.

The starboard runner of the battleship then spit out clouds of grayish-white smoke, even obscuring most of the ship.

The cannonball turned into a black shadow. In an instant, it flew over a distance of less than five hundred meters, enveloping the Semitic warship.

The cannonballs that fell into the sea splashed water droplets on the side of the Semitic battleship, and the water splashed on the Semitic soldiers of the battleship.

The chain ball that hit the battleship's mast changed direction after hitting the canvas and the sail lock, and smashed into the mast with a twist, destroying the qiē it hit.

The Semitic sailors lying on the sail line did not have time to jump. They screamed and fell from the air.

Cannonballs that hit the Semitic hull will break through the outer planks and fly through the cabin at high speed. In this case, a few pounds of iron balls will easily smash the human body.

Almost half of the people in the cabin were knocked down by the tumbling and spinning chain balls, and many lost their hands and feet before they knew what was happening.

In the first round of firing, a total of nearly 150 guns unscrupulously poured fire on the Semites, hitting at least ten Semitic warships that rushed to the front.

The battleship that was hit was destroyed by the sails, and immediately lost all or most of its power, stopped at sea and rocked.

The volcanic eruption-like artillery fire also frightened the Semitic navy, which was advancing with high morale.

As soon as the sides of the human ship smoked, there was a thunderous roar, and the sea crackled and falling stones, and their masts shattered.

The Semitic officers and sailors immediately judged that the enemy must be armed with a lot of powerful ballistas or catapults.

In the face of such a powerful firepower output, the Semitic warships were immediately a little confused, some chose to immediately turn to dodge, while others shouted loudly, trying to speed up and rush straight over.

Immediately afterwards, there was a rush of military trumpets from the rear, and someone from the Semitic Navy shouted in unison: "Attack, rush up~!"

As long as it is pasted, the human ballista is useless.

The Victory class led the entire fleet straight to the south, and the Semitic fleet all rushed to the southwest to catch up, and the distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, and the fastest Semitic warship was already approaching the Victory three hundred meters away.

Glending was very dissatisfied with the effect of a round of shelling, but he only shrugged helplessly, a distance of about a mile, and the hit was all a matter of luck.

But now, the Semitic ships are at the best possible distance for the Victory.

"Load grenades, fire freely~!" Glending calmly gave the second order.

At this time, the gun compartment was already filled with white smoke and the choking smell of gunsmoke.

The artillerymen quickly returned the cannon and began to reload the shells, which also took two minutes for skilled artillerymen.

"No. 1 is ready~!"

"No. 2 is ready~!"

“......”

"Fire~!"

The officer's face was hideous, and he gritted his teeth and waved his hand vigorously and shouted.

The artillery aimed at the nearest Semitic battleship, and after a loud "boom", the shell accurately hit the bow of the enemy ship, punched a hole, and drilled into the interior of the battleship.

The second cannon then smashed into the side of the enemy ship, splashing up a cloud of splinters, tearing the bodies of several sailors on deck in two, and then charging into the superstructure.

At this moment, the first shell exploded from the inside, and the Semitic battleship shook violently, and a cloud of fire with wooden shards splattered outward from the waterline, and a black hole the size of a water tank appeared on the hull.

The second shell blew the entire superstructure to pieces, and the broken wood flew in all directions like arrows, and dozens of nearby soldiers were swept up by the explosion, and they fell into the sea screaming.

The shells continued to pierce through the hull of the Semitic battleship, shooting into the interior of the enemy ship, and the violent explosion tore the Semitic battleship to pieces in the blink of an eye, and its first half was completely destroyed, and it quickly sank into the sea.

The Monarch and the Invincible also sank several Semitic warships two hundred meters away.

But there were countless Semitic ships rushing up at a rapid pace.

As the enemy got closer and closer to the Victory, several arm-thick ballista arrows shot out from the Semitic battleship, nailing them to the plank of the Victory with a "duh" sound, failing to even penetrate the plank.

Seeing that he was being attacked by such a primitive weapon, Captain Glending sneered disdainfully, and said, "Four or five left helms, open the distance, let's fly a kite for a while." ”

Then he grabbed the intercom and said, "I'm the captain, Mr. Puck, it's up to you now, let the propeller turn." ”

"Yes, Captain~!" Mr. Puck's hand holding the intercom was trembling, he turned his head to look at the roaring steam engine in front of him and the shirtless and sweaty technicians, dancing and yelling: "Boys, let the guys in the train department eat~!"

The future is our time. ”

The technicians roared in unison, then turned the lever together, and with a crisp "click", the large steel shaft leading to the propeller turned rapidly with a cheerful "squeak".

The blades of the copper propeller propellers underwater, shuddered, and then began to spin, stirring up a cloud of turbid water.

The Victory sped up sharply, closing the distance between itself and the Semitic ships, while not forgetting to give them another salvo.