The situation on the battlefield changed rapidly. The Zhiyuan, which had just been showing off his might, has now become a toothless tiger. The 210-caliber naval cannon is Zhiyuan's sharpest spear, and four and a half inches of iron armor is his strongest shield.

Now the spear has broken and the shield has become riddled with holes. The French army, who had been frustrated for a whole night, was now proud.

"College...the units gather...whether our military flag? Stand up!"

"I need artillery...I need artillery... There is a surviving artillery here, and there are two boxes of ammunition!"

"Where is the heavy machine gun? Firepower suppression... Damn it, these cannons finally exploded, it depends on us now!"

Boom boom boom... The surviving artillery on Spike Island began to bombard the Zhiyuan one after another. These small-caliber field guns were of course tickling the steel armor of Zhiyuan, but they were effective against the Chinese soldiers on the deck.

The real casualties of the Zhiyuan have soared in a straight line since now. Without the fire support of the 210 naval guns, the remaining small-caliber rapid-fire guns and heavy machine guns could not resist the siege of the 30,000 army and more than 20 warships.

After rounds of shelling, the deck of Zhiyuan was covered with corpses. In just twenty minutes, the number of people sacrificed exceeded the total in the naval battle just now.

Xiang Ying also got off the armored command tower at this time. When climbing the gangway, she even cut her thighs with shrapnel, and blood stained her trousers' legs.

But he was still commanding the battle firmly on the deck just like he didn't feel any pain!

Boom... A shell exploded fifteen meters beside Xiang Ying, and the air waves pounced on him. A Gatlin, who was still spraying a rain of bullets, was blown to pieces, and the bodies of four sailors were lying in a pool of blood.

"Damn it! Lin Zhen... Where is Lin Zhen?"

"Kim Sansun... Where is Kim Sansun?"

"I'm here..." Listening to Xiang Ying's call, Jin Sanshun crawled over with blood on his face. "Captain! Lin Zhen is already unconscious! When he was just blown up, he was blown away..."

"Damn... Lin Zhen's left arm was cut off half a pound of flesh, and the blood was about to run dry..."

Wow, swow, swow, swow,... The bullets brushed the heads of the two of them and flew over. Xiang Ying tried to lower his body and whispered, "How are we casualties?"

"Is this still necessary to ask? Although I don't have statistics, I'm at least half of my brothers are missing now!"

Hiss... More than two hundred brothers were gone like this? Xiang Ying shivered in pain.

"It's already half past five, and it's almost dawn... Since Lin Zhen has fallen, you will implement the final plan!"

"Me?" Kim Sansun was stunned. "Can I do it? I am a minister of interior, and I can't suppress them!"

"If you can't suppress it, you have to suppress it. I'll give it to you! From now on, you will be the highest commander! I must die here. After I die, you will command the entire ship!"

"Leave some seeds for our navy! The resistance ends until six o'clock, and you must surrender with the last remaining brothers!"

"I know this is the most difficult task, but someone must do it! Every navy soldier is trained by the head of state with real money and silver. This is a seed!"

Xiang Ying was ready for sacrifice, but he would not foolishly let more than 400 officers and soldiers of the Zhiyuan dying here together!

The Chinese navy still has a long way to go, and it is not easy to cultivate talents, especially the officers and soldiers with practical experience, which is even more precious!

The bloody battle of Zhiyuan has already brought about the majesty of the Chinese navy, so what’s next is to preserve your vitality!

Originally, this mission was to be used for Lin Zhen, because Lin Zhen was the deputy captain and the artillery captain of the Zhiyuan. His prestige was only under Xiang Ying, and it was just right for him to suppress these young people who were rushing to the head.

But I didn’t expect that Lin Zhen was so seriously injured, so this arduous task fell on Jin Sanshun’s head!

"Kim Sanshun! The enemy's shelling will end in a while, and they will definitely flock to try to capture us alive... That's our last chance to kill!"

"Damn all our last ammunition reserves, even a pistol bullet!"

"I will leave the last bullet for myself! When I fall, you will take the remaining surviving brothers with the flag of blood and order the remaining surviving brothers to surrender!"

"Don't forget that each of us is the seed of the future navy. Even an ordinary lieutenant on the Zhiyuan will have the possibility of independently commanding a warship in the future!"

"Talents who understand the navy are so precious! We can't waste them all! It's until six o'clock, just six o'clock..."

Xiang Ying's eyes were filled with tears, and after saying that, he jumped up from the deck, "Brothers... the enemy is ready to charge, this is the last chance to open up and kill! Shoot the bullet!"

"I want Europeans to remember this killing for a hundred years!"

Dadada... The sounds of heavy machine guns and Mauser rifles shooting are connected together, just like someone tearing apart apart a piece of white cloth.

There are also sporadic artillery attacks with a limited number of rapid-fire cannons in the middle!

Looking at the French army attacking in the morning light, they flocked toward like ants, and their rifles and machine guns shot upwards to suppress the firepower of the Zhiyuan, while other soldiers began to step on the sea water and use firepower to approach the Zhiyuan.

The waves were stained with blood, and the dead bodies floated with the waves. There were countless sharks waiting to enjoy the food outside the battlefield, but the cruel murderous intent of this Shura battlefield made the overlords in the sea dare not approach easily.

"The engineer... prepare to... explode the bottom cabin of this damn battleship... let's kill in from the bottom cabin!"

"Look at it... the fixed iron bridge at the head of the Zhiyuan ship has collapsed... Kill from here!"

The French army also had their eyes red. They were bombed for half a night, and thousands of comrades died under the muzzle of the warship. They finally found a chance to take revenge. How could they not go crazy!

Army Ant Attachment attacked a stranded warship. This stupid tactic actually appeared on the French, which shows that the group of French expeditionary forces were completely crazy.

"This is a cost-effective way to fill up the life! Are the French guarding us against us?" The Duke of Newx sighed helplessly.

Just to guard against these British people, the French warship of Glory was also quarreling in the warship of the French. Commander Hoff's subordinates had already begun to get restless, and many people were impatiently questioning his command.

"Sir, are you crazy? Let our soldiers use their lives to attack a stranded warship? Can't we surround and persuade them to surrender?"

"You can take a closer look at our casualties..."

Under the siege of a group of officers, Hoff had to face up to the massacre in front of him!

The French army approached the Zhiyuan with waist-deep sea water. The engineers tried to blow through the Zhiyuan bottom cabin above their heads, while some infantry tried to climb up through the collapsed iron bridge.

The entire offensive rhythm is like a medieval infantry siege, extremely inefficient and cruel!

The Chinese could easily pull the trigger on the edge of the deck and shoot the French army in the sea. The Gatling heavy machine guns continued to shoot, and bullets kept bounced in the pile of corpses, and harvesting life was like harvesting straw.

"Please... Sir, let the army retreat... We can surround and not fight! The Chinese no longer have much ammunition!"

"They can no longer fight!"
Chapter completed!