Mine is the most effective blockade weapon in naval battles. This weapon is useless in a turbulent sea. You will be wiped out by the waves in a short while after you throw it into the sea.

But in the narrow straits, the entrances of the bay, the calm river... in various relatively closed environments, mines are the most effective blockade weapons.

Before, the Russian warships were guarding the estuary of Amur Bay. The Volunteers had no chance to get close to this place. There were artillery of warships and army guarding on both sides of the straits. You could not even transport mines.

Today, the crazy artillery bombardment disrupted the enemy's position. When the army was suppressed in the bunker and the navy entered the depths of the bay to fire, the First Cavalry Regiment took advantage of this opportunity to rush up with the treasure.

There were not only mines on the carriage, but also some pre-processed raft parts. The red pine wood that had been dried long ago was thin and buoyant and strong. It had been processed one by one, and even the wooden grooves that had tied the ropes had been locked out.

The cavalrymen who had undergone countless assembly trainings in advance assembled twenty huge rafts in just ten minutes, and the mines began to be transported one by one.

"Hurry up... Time is tight, and the enemy's warships will be able to return to defense soon... Fill one and go into the water quickly, right away!" Ye Qiu and others were furious. They had already seen that there were signs of changing formations in the distance. Some small warships had already begun to turn around and were about to rush back.

Atolin is not a fool. His flagship is the Iron Craft Aleut, which has suppressed the Great Qingdao Gold Mine. The warship that escaped from Amami Oshima has told him the information about the mines. These days he has been keeping the fleet at the estuary, and in fact he has such concerns in his heart.

But unexpectedly, the Chinese came to whatever they were afraid of. The Chinese actually thought of the strategy of using crazy shelling to lure snakes out of the hole.

"Don't worry about the Chinese artillery positions, change the formation and rush out of the bay... It's a mistake to stay in Amur Bay, a big mistake!" Aitolin roared wildly. He really regretted not stationing the fleet in the wider Ussuri Bay, but traditional habits killed people.

In the minds of the naval generals at that time, the most feared thing about the moored warships was the enemy's artillery bombing, so they were more willing to put the fleet under the escort of the peninsula, the turret, and the army. The better the defense, the safer the place.

But I never expected that the Chinese would use mines to blockade. As a result, the safer the place, the narrower the estuary, and the easier it is to blockade the mines. Habitual thinking is really a killer.

Warships are not a car that turns around, but change the array. It is not easy for a huge warship to turn the bow. It takes a long time to speed up from stationary speed to cruise state. They want to stop the Chinese who are tracing the mine, but where can they be.

Ye Qiu was holding a bottle of high rum, and in front of him was a dead soldier who was about to board the raft. A sip of wine was like a hug. Ye Qiu said with red eyes, "Brothers, this is a gambling life! The mission is completed and I come back alive. The door of the Chinese clan will be opened to you. This contribution is enough for you to have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life. If you fight a few more battles, you might have a different title..."

"To be honest, I envy you all! Don't be afraid if you die in battle. Your name is a reporter in the army. Our Chinese clan has a temple of war gods, and if you die, don't run around. Later generations have incense to worship you. You don't have to worry about your relatives who stay in the world. The Chinese clan has taken good care of you..."

"Go, brothers! Bet on your life!"

A glass of strong wine, a military salute! The man on the battlefield will never drag on the mud. Soon the first raft was carried out and mined from the west coast to the east coast.

The heavy mines were opened and safely threw them into the water. The carefully designed mine buoyancy was just right, just suspended by one meter under the water. You can't see them on the sea surface at all, but they won't sink much, just one meter deep. As long as the warship hits the tentacles, the thirty kilograms of strong explosives in the mine will explode instantly.

Under the influence of seawater pressure, the power of these explosives will be more prominent, and no warship's bottom deck can withstand the blast of this mine.

There were two dead soldiers on each raft, one controlled the direction of the raft, and the other threw mines into the sea, from the west coast to the east coast.

There were more and more rafts going into the water, and soon the waters near the west coast had become dead for ships. Any ship with a draft of one meter could not pass by here.

The mine-burning location chosen by Ye Qiu and his team is very clever. The width of the strait here is only about six kilometers. A total of 22 bamboo rafts are loaded with about 800 mines at a distance of six kilometers, which is enough to seal this narrow waterway.

But the closer the raft is to the east coast, the more dangerous it is. The Tsarist Russian army in Vladivostok has also realized the intention of this group of Chinese cavalry. They pushed out cannons from the hidden place and started shooting at the raft that was being mined.

"Fire! Sink them... Leave an entrance and exit for our warships on the east coast. These damn Chinese people don't leave any way to live for us..."

"Let's fire, keep firing..." The shells shot out from the shore one after another. The raft that laid out mines was broken and even a chain reaction occurred. A big explosion immediately caused a huge wave more than ten meters high, with the water column being three or four meters in diameter.

The cavalry on the shore closed their eyes in pain. Whenever the raft sank, countless people stomped their feet and sighed. Some people even had good water-related pine boards and jumped into the sea. They wanted to continue their unfinished tasks of their comrades.

The hearts of the dead soldiers were as hard as iron stone. They watched the rafts blown into the sky, and the broken bodies of comrades floated on the sea. They just wiped tears and continued to bury the mine silently, fast and steady.

"Hurry, hurry up... as much as you can cloth! There is only one kilometer left to the east coast. Even if the cloth is a little thin, you have to block that hole... Brothers, hurry up!"

Ye Qiu's fingers that were pinching the telescope turned white, and his nervous back was covered in sweat.

At this time, Pang Chaoyun suddenly yelled, "Ye Qiu, look! The Russian army on the other side pushed out ten more cannons, brothers are in danger..." Sure enough, the Tsarist Russian soldiers who were anxious on the east coast of the strait pushed out the cannons at the bottom of the box, and were preparing for the shooting.

"Damn, damn! It's damn..." Ye Qiu was so anxious that he stomped his feet. "What should we do! What should we do! It would be great if we had a fleet now..."

Also anxious was Mr. Long in the command post. Xiang Shaolong's temples were gray in just one winter, and he had exhausted his efforts for this decisive battle.

The pocket watch opened its lid and threw it on the map and turned it ticked. Master Long murmured to himself, "Why can't you not yet! Why can't you not yet? You are already fifteen minutes late, why can't you not yet..."

Just as everyone was anxious, suddenly a thunder sound came from the southern sky, and the rumbling sound was completely different from the sound of cannons on the battlefield.
Chapter completed!