Chapter 631: Catch Up
Under the gloomy sky, more than a dozen narrow "Flying" class warships quietly leaned on the dock, with a displacement of 600 tons, and the entire battleship was equipped with 32 24-pound guns and 14 12-pound guns, and it was also one of the main warships of the Royal Netherlands Navy at present.
At this time, on these warships, many sailors were constantly busy, and while the sails were slowly rising, a sailor with a shirtless and strong upper body was drawing oars, and with the efforts of the sailors, the battleship slowly sailed away from the dock.
"Dangdangdang......"
The bell hanging in the harbor rang rapidly, it was the sound of preparing for battle, and at the same time it was a warning to all the sailors that the enemy was coming.
Lieutenant Colonel Andrno stood on the deck of the flagship "Black Pearl" and looked back at the castle behind him, with a complicated look in his eyes.
He knew very well that the Ming fleet that attacked this time was not comparable to the fleet in his hands in terms of tonnage, firepower or quantity, but he still attacked without hesitation, because neither the glory of the soldiers nor the mission he shouldered could make him retreat.
He turned to the first mate behind him and said coldly: "Raise the battle flag and tell everyone that our warriors of the Royal Netherlands Navy will die in battle!" ”
Standing on the city wall, Sonord watched the ships flying the red, white and blue flags slowly sail out of the harbor with a rush of bells, and a sense of sadness welled up in his heart, and he knew that he would probably see these warships and those brave sailors for the last time.
Shortly after the Dutch warships left the port, a huge fleet of twenty-two fourth-class warships, thirty-two fifth-class warships, and twenty-six sixth-class warships was speeding towards the city of Geranza dozens of nautical miles.
In the center of the fleet, the Zhenyuan, as the flagship, is naturally the object of key protection, although Yang Feng is very unhappy, and several times he proposed to Liu Xiang and Lu Guangbiao to put the Zhenyuan in the forefront, but each time they were resolutely set back.
These two people reversed their usual attitude of obedience to him, and told him bluntly that as long as they were still the admirals of the sailors, they would never let such a thing happen.
Although he was scolded, Yang Feng couldn't be angry. Because now he is no longer the white body that lived with the farmer when he first came to this plane.
Today's Yang Feng is already a Ming minister with nearly 50,000 elite soldiers and a team of nearly 10,000 sailors, and he also holds the golden egg hen of the Ming Royal Commercial Bank, not to mention the countless people who rely on him to eat, it is no exaggeration to say that once he has an accident, the entire Ming Empire will fall into chaos.
"The two lords, the Marquis of Qiqi and the Admiral, have found a fleet of Dutch twelve nautical miles to the southeast, and the number is fifteen!" The voice of the first mate came from the cab.
Yang Feng ignored Liu Xiang's inquiring gaze, and said lightly: "I said a long time ago, you are the experts in the sea battle, and it is up to you to decide how to act!" ”
Liu Xiang smiled when she heard this, of course, this is the truth, but she is not a fool, now that Yang Feng is by her side, even if she is at least respectful, she has to ask Yang Feng's opinion. Now after receiving Yang Feng's "order", she let go of her courage to command the battle.
"Pass my order, the fleet is fanning over, and this Dutch fleet must be completely annihilated!"
"Understood!"
With Liu Xiang's order, the originally one-line fleet quickly divided into herringbones and outflanked the Dutch fleet.
"These Ming people...... It's so bullying! ”
On the deck of the Black Pearl, an officer shouted angrily as he looked at the oncoming Ming fleet.
In the history of naval warfare in various countries around the world, all kinds of formations have appeared, but in today's era of firearms, many formations have been eliminated, and only a few of the most practical ones remain, but by no means including this herringbone formation.
Of course, there are no absolutes, and it is not uncommon for this formation to be used in naval battles. However, it is only used when one side is so strong that it makes the opponent desperate to round up the opponent.
In most cases, no commander would dare to do this lightly, because with this formation, as long as the enemy has a certain strength, he can easily break through this weak encirclement and bite back.
Those who dare to do this are either crazy or have absolute confidence in their own power. That's why the Dutch officer was so angry.
"Angry?" Andernow squinted and glanced at his first mate, "If I were the commander of the other party, I would do the same, because they have this strength." ”
The first mate was dumbfounded for a while, judging from the current situation, the other party does have the ability to do this.
Although everyone knew that this sortie was likely to be the last battle of their lives when they set out, the first mate still looked sad and indignant: "Your Excellency, when did our great Royal Dutch Navy fall to this point, if only our main fleet could be here." ”
"Don't say it's useless."
Andenor interrupted him unceremoniously, and his fierce gaze swept over the deck and said loudly.
"The current situation is that we are going to use fifteen warships to fight a decisive battle with more than seventy warships of the other side, and the other side is far superior to us in terms of the number of warships and tonnage, and the only thing we can do is to use our blood and artillery to tell those yellow-skinned monkeys that the reason why the great Royal Dutch Navy can dominate the world depends not only on our invincible fleet, but also on our unyielding courage and belief in death, now please tell me, are you ready to die in battle?"
There was silence on the deck for a while, and then a thunderous voice rang out: "Ready!" ”
On the Zhenyuan, Liu Xiang's face became a little solemn, "It seems that these Dutchmen are going to fight hard." ”
Under the command of Andrew, fifteen warships with full sails swooped down towards the center of the Fujian naval division like arrows from a string, and their purpose was simple, that is, to use all their strength to carve through their encirclement formation.
Liu Xiang muttered: "It seems that I still underestimate those Dutch navies, every time I think of them, they actually have the courage to break the kettle." Let's see who's better. ”
The two fleets, all fully sailed, were head-on, and the distance of a few nautical miles was soon closed, and when the two sides closed to a distance of three hundred meters, as if agreed, both sides opened fire at the same time.
For a time, hundreds of shells let out a hideous roar, piercing the air and flying towards the target.
Looking at the Dutchmen who were desperately stance, Liu Xiang said with a calm face: "Order, all the third-level warships will be given to me to catch up, I want to see if these Dutchmen are really playing with their lives or fake with their lives." ”