Stefansky really wanted to turn his head and leave. It was not that he was as timid as a mouse, but that he knew very well how unfavorable this narrow strait was for naval battles.

Now the east exit of the strait has been blocked by Xiao Letian, and the only exit has been covered by enemy artillery fire, and casualties have soared. At this time, if the Zhiyuan arrives, you will not be able to leave.

After all, the warship relies on its mobility to improve its survivability. No matter how thick the skin of the ironclad ship is or how strong the artillery is, if it loses its mobility, it will be just a floating coffin in the end.

The Russian fleet must rush to the high seas to advance and retreat properly. If you want to fight, you can go as soon as you want. If you don’t want to get involved with Xiao Letian, you can go north to Vladivostok directly. Anyway, the Tsar’s mission is to rescue the Russian army in the Far East. Whether to grab gold is not planned at all.

But can the current situation go away just by saying that? Give up the two armies on the island? Or give up Exon, those noble officers in Vinya? Stefansky is really about to collapse. He knew that it was a mistake to continue to stay in this strait, but he dared not leave and would never move at all.

"The Glacier, the Deer Hunter, the Volga..." A series of warship names were pointed out by the commander-in-chief, and in the end Stefansky pointed out the names of 11 warships.

"Run out of the west entrance of the strait, use artillery to suppress the Gaoboshan Fortress, and protect our lifeline... Don't worry about me, I'll give you the back of the palace here, and I must take away all the army!"

"The troop transport ship quickly approached me, moved closer to the strait, and forced our soldiers to transport..."

"Commander! This place is too dangerous. Let's leave the back of the Lord. You take the St. Peter out of the strait. You go to block the strait..." The other warships quickly sent flag words.

It was not that Stefansky didn't want to leave, but that he couldn't leave. He shook his head sadly and said to himself, "Can I leave?" If I abandon these army at this moment, and there are so many nobles, even if I finally complete the task, I will be punished to death when I return to Moscow, and it will be a very tragic death."

I can only hold on here! If I die in battle, my family will still receive preferential treatment from the empire. If I escape first, my family will be completely ruined!

"Stop talking nonsense! Listen to my orders! The warships named rushed out of the strait immediately!" The decisive order made people dare not refute, and the ships took action to aim their artillery at Gaoboshan and fired wildly.

The rocks cracked as the rumbling sound of cannons, the trees were blown away, the camouflage of the Gaoboshan Fort was blown away, and the carefully transplanted saplings, shrubs and camouflage nets were overturned and torn.

However, the Russian fleet underestimated the sturdyness of the shore defense turret designed by the Chinese. Hundreds of shells poured onto the turret but failed to suppress any artillery.

"Don't worry about the enemy's warships, let them explode! All we have to do is to eliminate more troop ships! As long as the enemy's army cannot leave, these warships dare not escape, they must survive here..." The telegrapher shouted to the company commander in the rumbling cannons, and he was chanting the order he had just sent.

"What... you're louder... Damn it? What... blow up the troop ship? Okay, send a telegram to Director Wang, order you to complete the task resolutely..." The company commander yelled with his neck.

"Brothers, don't worry about warships, and blow up those troop ships! Thin skin and big stuffing, one shot at a time, and send them back to their hometown..."

Boom boom boom... Gaoboshan Fort adjusted its shooting angle, and the shore defense artillery crossed the warship and began to bombard the troop transport ship further away.

Now not only was the Gaoboshan Fort fighting fiercely, General Luo Huo on the opposite side of the strait also landed. Surrounded by a group of guards, Luo Huo jumped into the sea and looked at the island and the war in the distance unruly.

He did not rush to walk to the beach. The leather boots above the knee were soaked in the water, and a cigar was held at the corner of his mouth, making him look very ruffian.

Thorn... The matches flashed in the sea breeze, and the lit cigars sprayed with blue smoke. At this time, the cameraman who had already prepared on the shore pressed the shutter to record this historic moment.

"Well! The shooting is a little more energetic, and we must show the domineering and sharpness of the army's counterattack... This will become a historical archive in the future. If something goes wrong, I will be engaged in military law!"

"It's the general! The propaganda team has completed the task resolutely!" A group of more than fifty cameramen saluted Luo Huo and then headed to the island separately, recording the battle along the way.

Luo Huo jumped out of the sea water at this time. He took off his boots and shook the sea water inside and said depressedly, "What is the Prime Minister doing? What propaganda team is necessary to form in the army? A group of people will know how to take pictures without fighting... They will also let me stand in the water and pose!"

Luo Huo, who had complained for a while, finally shook off the water and fine sand in his boots. "Okay, let's go. Now the vanguard army probably has reached its predetermined target. Let these Rakshasa ghosts see the real skills of our Marine Corps!"

The vanguard troops sent by Luo Huo had arrived on a mountain bag three kilometers away from Setouchi Fishing Village. The terrain here is complex and extremely hidden, with ravines and dense trees.

The Russians would never have imagined that there were fifty field cannons hidden in this dense forest, covered by camouflage nets and branches and leaves. If you don’t get close to them, you won’t know that this is a cannon.

Are the soldiers running out of breath? They have no time to rest and rush towards the fallen leaves piles, lifting up the camouflage net to reveal the murderous cannons below.

"Qinglong Division, the first artillery battalion is in place... the second artillery battalion is in place... the third battalion is in place..." The sound of commands comes one after another, and the artillery wheels crush on the rocks makes a harsh friction sound. Boxes of shells are dug out of the soft soil pile, and shining shells are loaded into the cannon chamber.

"Target Setouchi! Fire! Shooting densely..."

Boom boom boom... The sound of cannons rolled, and the Setouchi fishing village suddenly turned into a sea of ​​fire. The Tsarist Russian soldiers who were waiting to board the boat were bombed and fled in their arms. The human body rolled like a rag doll in the fire.

The house collapsed, and the troop transport ships in the bay were ignited one by one, and the screams shocked the entire bay.

"The Chinese are coming! What are our warships doing? Are they all useless waste?"

"Counterattack! Why not fight back! Where is our team? Where is my company..."

In the chaos, the soldiers could not find their own team, and the officers could not find their subordinates. The shelling had been three rounds before Hermansky in the bay adjusted his posture and began to fight back.

"Why don't the army push it up? The enemy is three kilometers away from the fishing village!" Hemansky turned his head and looked at it with a telescope, so angry that his nose was crooked.
Chapter completed!