"Look! The Pyrenees raised the damaged flag! They also sent a signal that the coal bin was shot and was infiltrated!"

Hoff looked at the light signal sent by the Pyrenees in amazement, and his mouth was full of bitterness, "Damn it! Are both Chinese and Prussians crazy? Why do you need to install such a large caliber artillery? Why!"

The 210-caliber artillery was the overlord of artillery in the world at that time. It seemed that no other cannon could catch up with this caliber except the army's mortars.

The 210 caliber was created in the rifled cannon, which was completely countercurrent in the military and ideological world at that time!

Why didn’t Britain and France use artillery with such a large caliber? This is actually related to the ideological direction of the naval theoretical community at that time!

In the mainstream military theory community at that time, people thought that the caliber of guns exceeded 200 was a very stupid behavior.

First, such large-caliber artillery will increase the difficulty of metal processing. Generally, small countries do not have such capabilities at all, and it is difficult for even British and French steel mills to achieve it!

But I never expected that Prussia had accumulated a large number of basic scientific workers through the accumulation of long-term basic compulsory education. At this time, Prussia's steel smelting and processing technology was completely the world's number one.

Unfortunately, the British and French did not admit this, and their pride blinded their eyes!

Second, even if such a large caliber cannon can be processed, it will be problematic in practical application!

Why do you say that? Because the larger the caliber of the gun, the larger the mass of the projectile will be, and the load capacity of the package will be further improved.

This creates a problem of rifle wear. You should know that although rifle is good, it has a problem of wear. Long-term wear and shells will make the rifle thinner, and even cause air leakage and accuracy reduction.

The smaller the caliber, the more durable the rifle is. For example, if a pistol is used for a lifetime, it is probably fine. However, if the field gun fires more than a thousand times, the rifle will be worn out.

A giant cannon with a 210 caliber like Zhiyuan usually fires four or five hundred shells, and the rifle is almost worn out!

At that time, British naval experts said that if this was a problem of explosion or reduction in accuracy in the war, would it affect the outcome of the war?

Not to mention, this idea has really affected many politicians and generals, which has also caused Western countries to carefully build giant cannon warships, and even think that the Zhiyuan is a heresy!

The third point is the money problem. There is too much money to maintain and replace parts for cannons of this caliber. The cost of one is enough to build 50 ordinary 140 caliber cannons.

Although the country is big, I have to spend some money left to live!

Based on various factors, the navies of various countries did not install large-scale artillery artillery at the end of the 19th century, but they forgot that the war was fierce and the war was not imagined by scholars.

This is a place of blood and fire, and it is the playground of the god of death. Any small family will cause countless innocent souls to die in vain. Today, the warship of the Zhiyuan, which was a 50-year-old warship, taught them a good lesson.

The Pyrenees was shot in the first round, causing more than 30 casualties. Two cannons were completely destroyed and unable to be fired. The flames have not been destroyed until now.

Immediately afterwards, another shot pierced through the lower deck of the coal silo, and the gushing sea water instantly turned the coal silo into a black ocean.

The sea water mixed with cinder flowed across the hull. Is there a watertight partition design for the Pyrenees? Next to the coal bin is the boiler room. Navy soldiers could only close the hatch doors desperately and use quilt strips to block all gaps.

But things like water cannot be blocked so easily. Almost all the gaps are seeping water into it, and soon there is three inches of sea water in the boiler room.

"Where is the water pump! If the water pump is not pumped, the boiler will be finished!"

"No, all the doors of the coal bin are blocked, no one dares to open them!"

"Don't worry about whether the water is watery or not, the coal in the boiler room is only enough to burn for three hours. After the door of the coal bin cannot be opened for three hours, we will have nothing to burn!"

"The waves are too big, we must take them down and dock on the shore to block the break and pump water."

"Shut up! We will withdraw without even sending a shot, and God will punish us!"

The entire inner cabin of the warship was in chaos, and everyone yelled around with their necks.

Just as they were arguing whether to withdraw from the battle, Zhiyuan was already staring at the injured lamb, and the firepower of the entire ship was aimed at him.

"Let's go up! Close the distance! It's better to hurt his ten fingers than to cut off one finger! What I want is not him being injured and running away, but he sinks into the sea!"

"Fuck! I can repair it if I run away after being injured. I will sink. See if you can still catch it and continue using it!"

"Fire! Shoot!"

Zhiyuan's main gun has a hydraulic loader, and the loading time is only two and a half minutes at a time. The Pyrenees just raised the fault flag, and two parallel cannons here aimed at it again with murderous aura.

At this time, the warship had already rushed to a distance of 1,200 meters, and the accuracy rate was greatly improved. With Lin Zhen's order, the main gun roared again.

Boom shots were more accurate this time, and two shots hit the port side of the Pyrenees directly, one shot penetrated the kitchen and the other shot penetrated the sailor's room.

In the huge vibration, the French soldiers fell to the ground, and all the pots and pans in the kitchen were smashed to the ground, and the jumping fragments shot the chef into a sieve.

The waves rushing out of the crack of the fire directly wiped out all the fire in the stove!

The sailor room was even worse. The white waves rushed into the cabin and swept everything. Soon the waves rushed into the corridor and spread around the passage inside the warship.

"The ship is going to sink! The ship is going to sink!" There are crying desperately everywhere, and there are running soldiers everywhere.

At this time, the prelude of the storm became even more violent, and a huge wave slapped directly, slapped the Pyrenees underneath.

Captain Hoff's teeth clenched his lips and swallowed the blood into his stomach. He suppressed his emotions and said coldly, "Don't worry about the Pyrenees, give up the rescue!"

"Other battleships are moving forward! Put them on, put them on and fire!"

"This is our only tactic!"

The French fleet finally completed the clockwise transformation of the formation. Although the formation was still a little chaotic, the port side of the entire fleet finally came.

The French warship was in anger, and all the artillery on the port side began to shoot without waiting for the order, and a red line suddenly erupted from the entire sea.
Chapter completed!