Talon's fleet is advancing along the coastline. This fleet consists of 7 battleships. After putting down the infantry and craftsmen, a battleship escorts the transport ship loaded with food and other supplies to anchor at its own landing point. The remaining
The seven warships rushed out to search for possible towns and ports along the coastline.
Their mission was to capture the port, sink the nearby ships, and then make the other side surrender, so that the infantry who arrived on land would not suffer unnecessary losses.
After all, they are the navy, which is faster than the army and has stronger firepower than the army.
The kingdom has spent so much money on the navy, and it is natural that it will see returns. Over the years, the Kingdom of Talon has expanded its territory at sea and gained a reputation, relying on its powerful and combat-effective maritime power.
Compared with the warships of other kingdoms, the warships of the Talon Kingdom are larger and more slender, which makes them look a bit awkward.
What's even more awkward is that the naval warships of the Kingdom of Talon do not use white sails, but light yellow sails, which look very recognizable.
In fact, the sails used by the Kingdom of Talon were brown in the beginning, but due to the wind and sun at sea, these sails quickly turned into light yellow due to unqualified dyeing.
Replacement is more expensive, and there is no good way to solve the problem of fading, so the Kingdom of Talon just pinches its nose and endures it, and still uses this light yellow sail.
"I really didn't expect that someone actually built a town for us here. Hahaha." Standing on the deck, the commander of Talon's fleet joked triumphantly.
He is not afraid of fighting, nor does he think that his fleet will lose. He deliberately plots against the enemy. As long as the enemy does not build forts at the most dangerous parts of the coastline, he has a great chance of winning.
The opponent's warships will be blocked in the port and will be destroyed by cannonballs before they can set sail. In most cases, after the opponent loses its sea power, it will choose to surrender.
Next comes the matter of diplomatic negotiations. Everyone sits down to argue, attack and curse each other, and in the end the losing party pinches its nose and admits its loss, and the Kingdom of Tarun will achieve another victory.
In short, he seemed to have seen the outcome of the whole thing.
"Sir, the wind is now in our favor!" the adjutant came over, with the flag with the wheel on it flying above his head.
He said with some worry: "Our fleet is moving at full speed! But this island is larger than expected."
The Talon Kingdom has not completely surveyed this island. When they actually used their own actions to measure this island, they found out that they were really trying to escape from the mountain.
This damn island is really big. It is estimated that their navy will not be able to find the enemy's port as planned.
But if night falls, the person who escaped will definitely return early and warn his port. But if the other party is prepared, things will be completely different.
If the opponent's warships are not in the port, but on the sea, then the naval battle will have to rely on real skills.
"It doesn't matter, we haven't seen the end of the island yet, which shows that the island is very big. If we don't find a port before nightfall, we can have plenty of time to wait for action tomorrow morning." The commander of the fleet thought.
I thought and comforted my adjutant.
According to his calculations, the few deserters who might report the message would definitely not be even half as fast as his own warships, and they would not be able to rush back to the enemy's port that night to report the message.
What he didn't know was that just above where he was heading, there was a smoke-belching warship rushing towards his fleet at a high speed of 30 kilometers per hour.
Because of the headwind, the thick smoke billowing from the battleship was picked up by the sea breeze and left behind in an elegant manner.
At the top of the mast, sailors with telescopes were carefully searching the sea. They wanted to find possible enemy fleets, and then let these enemies see God.
Standing on the bridge, the captain of Bunas 4 put his hands behind his back and squinted his eyes, waiting for his prey.
Like his opponents, he does not think that his warships will encounter enemies at sea. Those so-called enemies are just his prey.
His battleships are made of steel, his cannons are new breech-loading cannons, and his cannonballs are explosive shells. There is no reason why he should lose any naval battle in this era.
Those wooden sailing ships were nothing more than ants in front of him. As long as his warships found enemies, they could easily sink them.
The premise is that as long as he can find the enemy...
Finding targets on the vast sea is a somewhat tiresome task, because even if you know that the enemy is nearby, the planet under your feet is round. As long as the distance between the two sides is more than 40 kilometers, even the radar cannot detect the target.
The route near Dragon Island is not a popular route, so there is no way to follow the previous tactics of Bunas 1 killing dozens of transport ships along the route.
There is only the most primitive and undeveloped sea surface here, with leafy island forests and cliffs on one side, and the endless sea on the other.
"Captain, we are almost reaching the central waters of Long Island... we haven't found any enemy ships yet." The adjutant looked a little anxious and started reporting.
The captain did not look away from the sea level, but comforted him without looking back: "Don't worry, not all ships have our speed. Calculate the time, the other party should be still far away from here.
It’s far away.”
"I hope we can make a contribution in this battle...otherwise the guys on the Bunas 1 battleship will have to show off to Commander Bernard again." The adjutant explained his anxiety.
He was just eager to fight, that's why he was so anxious, worried that he would miss the prey and then hand over the credit in front of him to others.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Before the battle breaks out, the long wait always makes people a little impatient. It was not until the afternoon of that day that Bunas 4, which had accelerated to 31 kilometers per hour, finally
Finally the enemy's sail was discovered on the sea level.
A sailor with a telescope saw the light yellow sail and the brown flag flying on the battleship.
He quickly turned around and shouted loudly into the communication line behind him: "Directly ahead! Enemy fleet! Enemy fleet discovered!"
Then the battle alarm was sounded, and sailors rushing to their combat posts could be seen everywhere in the not-so-spacious corridors of Bunas 4.
"Finally, it's here!" The excited adjutant breathed a sigh of relief. He picked up his telescope and looked at the enemy's sailboat in the distance, as if he were looking at a golden mountain floating on the sea.
It was the feeling of the big bad wolf when he saw the little white rabbit. He was already calculating his military achievements in his mind, and fantasized about bragging about his glorious achievements with his companions on Bunas 1 when he went back.
"What we can see are three battleships, and there must be more behind them. We can cut to the open sea and engage in the battle from the side." The adjutant put down the telescope in his hand, and then looked at the captain beside him.
The captain nodded slightly and agreed with the adjutant's plan: "Slow down the battleship to 20 kilometers! Adjust the course...don't go too fast, and you won't have time to fire."
"Understood!" The adjutant hurriedly went to convey the order. Along with the roar of the steam engine, Bunas 4 began to slow down.
At the same time, at various artillery positions, the soldiers had skillfully opened the breech and pushed the shells into the barrel. They could not see the situation outside at all. For them, war was like an ordinary job.
.
They just need to get used to pushing cannonballs into the barrel one after another in a closed environment, then wait for the cannon to roar, and then continue to repeat their skilled actions.
Before their warship was penetrated and sunk, they were actually just working, not fighting in the true sense.
Therefore, they can maintain a peaceful mind and complete the killing in an orderly manner, just like their descendants will control drones 100 years later.
"Loading completed!" During the long wait, a loader closed the breech and reported loudly to the officer who had been waiting beside him.
This officer is the gunner of the artillery. He is responsible for deciding when to fire based on the correction parameters provided by the sight around him.
On the distant sea, the Talon sailors on the sailboats had also discovered the strange large ship that was cutting into their sides.
They could see the black smoke billowing behind the large ship, and could already see its slender side adjusting its course.
This is a longer ship than their sailing battleship, but it still looks like a battleship.
Because the Talon sailors who were also carefully observing their opponents had already identified two turning cannons from the increasingly clear outlines of the opponent's warships.
Moreover, the dragon flag on this battleship obviously also declared that this battleship was related to the unlucky guy they killed. After all, the unlucky guy who came to negotiate also had the same symbol on his body.
"The cannons are loaded!" The two sides were heading towards each other about 1,000 meters apart. The gunners on the Talon Kingdom's warships here were also ready for battle.
At this moment, on the Datang Group's Bunas 4 battleship, the captain has given the order to fire: "Aim at the enemy ships! Fire when you are ready! Sink them! Avenge our comrades!"
Then, in the next second, the front and rear main guns of the Bunas 4 battleship sprayed out flames, a cloud of thick smoke rolled out of the muzzle, and three shells also rushed towards two different targets.
The shells filled with hatred flew a distance of less than 1,000 meters, directly hit the hull of the enemy ship, and then exploded, turning into a ball of flames that devoured everything.
-------
There's another update that's a little later, so let's watch it tomorrow morning.