Chapter 165 The whole country rejoices
Chapter 165: The whole country is celebrating
After four hours of sneak attack and more than two hours of mine-breaking, the sky has slowly turned white.
Lin Tai once stood on the deck, holding a telescope to admire the tragic situation of Vladivostok in the distance! Several gang leaders of Zhenyuan were all aside.
The fire was still burning, and the Russian army was still running around to rescue the patient.
The cannon Hab Gate is a German. Standing behind Lin Taizeng, his seemingly honest face kept smiling and his eyes were cunning.
After this battle, he could think about how great his reputation in the Far East would become, what reputation would be in the navy around the world, and what expression would his German colleagues who used to mock him for being able to stay in the third-rate fleet.
Hab Gate patted the railings and dressed meticulously. Germans always liked to be neat.
"Guide Lin, there are half of the shells. Do you see if we take advantage of the moment and kill another shot?" The Germans' eyes flashed in their eyes, and they finally thought of a Chinese saying - "Returning the shot."
Majifen, the Americans, looked at the Beiyang Fleet, which had suffered a small loss, raised his eyebrows, and stepped forward to persuade, "Although the Russian fleet did not dare to come out after entering the inner harbor, after last night's temptation, some of their coastal artillery were exposed, giving us a chance."
A group of first mates also looked at him with fiery eyes.
Lin Tai once put down the telescope. The hero saw the same thing. He had been a little moved. At this moment, he saw that no one was right and he no longer hesitated.
His eyes stared at the coast and ordered firmly and excitedly: "Everyone in the ship will take his place, and attack again with flags and flags. This time our target is the Russian coastal artillery and some surrounding buildings."
After the flagship command, the pilots and the ships began to be excited and the orders were passed down layer by layer, which made the navy officers and soldiers who were still in the atmosphere of victory excited.
The actions of the Beiyang Fleet were immediately discovered by the Russian troops on the shore, and the commander of the coastal artillery hurriedly ordered a counterattack.
The rumbling sound began to sound again, and the Russians let out helpless screams!
On June 15, no one who knows the inside story can rest assured and can sleep, from the General Staff of the Summer Palace in Beijing, the Commander-in-Chief, to the Navy Camp in Busan, North Korea.
Deng Shichang kept walking back and forth in the house, sometimes happy and sometimes worried. He sat down and stood up in less than two minutes. This was the case overnight. He did not ask his subordinates for news, because if the news came, he would definitely tell him the navy admiral first.
Dong, Dong, there was a knock on the door outside.
Deng Shichang was shocked and hurriedly stepped forward and opened it.
"But there is news?"
Jiang Renhui, the first lieutenant, was embarrassed and said with a smile: "It's General Nie, please advise the admiral, to discuss the matter."
"Discussing things?" Looking outside the door, it was dawn, and Deng Shichang was locked in the room for a whole night, without feeling the passing of time at all.
"OK!"
Deng Shichang grabbed his hat, wiped his face slightly, and hurried over.
The 5,000 National Welfare Forces led by Nie Shicheng had arrived in Busan not long ago, and the Beiyang Fleet's troop transport ship was sailing towards Dagu, Tianjin under the protection of two escort ships.
Nie Shicheng sat on the chair, holding the teacup, blew a breath, waiting for Deng Shichang's arrival.
"Old Nie!" Deng Shichang bowed as soon as he entered the door and sat down.
Both of them are old acquaintances, so they don’t use so many false gifts.
"Zhengqing! Are you?" Nie Shicheng was so scared that he almost dropped the teacup.
Although Deng Shichang was wearing a hat, his messy hair, sighing stubborn stubborn eyes, swollen eyes, and haggard face couldn't help but surprise Nie Shicheng.
"Zhengqing, it's not that I'm talking about you. Young people should be more at ease. Doing too much can easily hurt their health." Nie Shicheng reminded him.
Deng Shichang understood the mystery inside, and was so amused that he touched his chin. After thinking about it, he found that the matter was no longer confidential, so he said with some concern: "Old Nie, haven't you noticed that our Beiyang Fleet had few ships?"
Nie Shicheng put down the teacup, his eyes rolled, and replied, "I don't care much about this."
He had the seven orifices of the navy, but in fact he had no idea.
Deng Shichang sighed, pressed his temple hard, and said with some expectations and concerns: "Actually, most of our Beiyang Navy has gone to attack the Russian Pacific Fleet. Last night was the time to attack the sneak attack."
Nie Shicheng opened his eyes wide and swallowed the mouth of tea in his mouth with a rumble. He couldn't calm down. He really felt the confidentiality work. He had been here for several days and had not heard the sound of the wind at all.
Looking at Nie Shicheng's shocked expression, Deng Shichang also let go of his worry and explained: "This matter is very confidential. Only a few people know that even the other officers and soldiers of my Beiyang Navy were not sure where the departing fleet had sailed, and they thought they would return to the country to transport troops."
"Is there no news about this yet?"
Nie Shicheng also became worried.
In fact, Lin Taizeng used telegrams to send back the news after the war, but I don’t know if the officers and soldiers were too excited and forgot about this. In short, someone misunderstood. It was not until this morning that Lin Taizeng discovered this and was busy sending telegrams.
So until now, Deng Shichang was still uneasy and couldn't let go.
"I don't know how the battle is! Alas, I'm just worried. Could it be that our Beiyang Navy has been wiped out? Otherwise, there should be news coming no matter what." Deng Shichang lowered his head and clenched his fists hard.
"By the way, what's wrong with Mr. Nie asking me for help?" Deng Shichang had no choice but to let go of his anxiety.
Nie Shicheng didn't know how to persuade him, he was also anxious, but it was useless to be anxious, in order to divert the irritability of the two.
He said: "It's like this. After discussing with the military government, the military government decided to build a port in the Temporary Bay of East Korea. Tang Shaoyi has recruited personnel. Considering the military purpose, I mean that it is best for the navy to send a few knowledgeable personnel to investigate which place is suitable."
The construction of a port on the coast of East Korea Bay is of great military significance. Once completed, the Chinese team will take a boat from here and go to the Russian territory every night. It saves several days compared to starting from Busan, and it is very close to Jilin. In any case, it is a good thing.
Deng Shichang naturally agreed and considered several personnel.
While Nie Shicheng and Deng Shichang were discussing, Lin Taizeng's battle report finally came.
The door was slammed open, and the communication soldier walked in without regard for etiquette.
"Admiral, General Nie, a great victory!"
The expression on his face was beyond surprise.
Nie Shicheng and Deng Shichang were originally talking casually, and their ears were always standing up, waiting for the moment when the door was knocked open, and they could still hold back.
At the same time, he stood up and rushed forward. He took half of the battle report and hurriedly started reading.
Lin Tai, the Zhenyuan Pilot, once reported.
After last night's sneak attack and this morning's bright attack, the Russian Pacific Fleet lost countless losses. It is roughly estimated that three cruisers sank, and dozens of other warships were lost. After this battle, the Russian fleet shrank in the inner port and did not dare to fight, which was the greatest victory for our Beiyang Navy since its completion.
Haha, the two of them laughed loudly at the same time, and Deng Shichang's lips trembled slightly with excitement.
Carrying a heavy burden, he could finally breathe a sigh of relief and finally show the rest of the world's navies that the days when there is a country but no defense on China's coastline will be gone forever.
Any enemy who dares to invade will be violently revenge by the Chinese navy like the Russian fleet.
"Transfer this news to the Grand Marshal."
"yes!"
The communication soldier jumped and ran out the door.
Nie Shicheng shouted again: "Come on, come and have breakfast."
The two of them had been worried and afraid, and they were in the mood to eat, but they felt hungry at this time.
The navy fought to determine the world. Deng Shichang was not as leisurely as Nie Shicheng. He immediately considered the follow-up actions and ordered them one by one soon passed from the camp.
After receiving the news, it was already the afternoon of the 16th.
Ye Zhikui looked at the telegram, his hands trembled, and tears flowed down involuntarily. For a long time, the Chinese Navy has carried too much. Is it because of the destruction of the North and South Oceans in later generations that the navy officers and soldiers were afraid of death? No, they were many times more brave than the army, but for one reason or another, they disappeared into the long river of history. How could it not make people sigh?
After the destruction of the Beiyang and the South, China has been living a life without any defense, allowing other countries to bully it. Among the sea and river, warships of the great powers were crisscrossed.
How can we not be moved by the victory that matches their identities at this time?
"Tell all departments of the military government to report this news!" Ye Zhikui said to Yang Du excitedly while wiping his tears.
Yang Du was also infected by Ye Zhikui's emotions and replied with a sore nose: "Don't worry, Grand Marshal, the whole country will know about this after today."
The victory of the Beiyang Navy spread layer by layer, and all the Chinese who heard the news were excited, cheering, or crying.
When Li Hongzhang, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, received the war report, was so excited that he couldn't lift it up in one breath. He fell to the ground and was rushed to the hospital, almost becoming the first person to die with excessive joy.
This is the navy he created by one hand, and he would rather see it win than anyone else.
Wang Wenshao and other old ministers had tears in their eyes. During the Qing Dynasty, how many times they apologized, how many times were foreigners pointed at the nose, and how many times were the backbone poked by the Chinese people from behind.
The news spread like a hurricane, sweeping across the country. From the beginning of disbelief to the military government posting notices, people, young and old, and land, no matter north or south, as long as they are Chinese, they are deeply inspired.
The sound of firecrackers, the sound of gongs and drums, the lions danced wildly, the red lights shone brightly, the flying dragons were on the ground, the crowd walked out of the door and hugged each other on the street.
Stores, shops, to celebrate unprecedented victory, are free or discounted.
Men, women, young and old are happier than celebrating the hard-won victory. Chinese people everywhere shouted the strongest.
When the news reached the front line, all the soldiers were deeply inspired and were full of confidence in defeating the Russian army.
At this moment, no one dares to doubt the courage of the Chinese, and no one dares to doubt the determination of the military government anymore.
Embassies from various countries communicated with each other, and various messages were sent back to China in various ways. Foreigners from all over the world looked at the fanatical masses and hid quietly in their rooms and did not dare to go out. At this moment, victory belongs to all of China.
Zhang Zhidong couldn't help but watch the long cheering crowd passing by outside the mansion, and almost joined in, and asked the servants to hang two red lanterns in front of the door.
When Liu Kun looked at the extremely brilliant fireworks in the night sky, he didn't even know when the coat on his body would fall. Perhaps, the military government is indeed capable of guiding China's rise.
Tonight, no more factions, no more intrigues, no more ups and downs, Sun Yat-sen can shake hands with Yuan Shikai, and Kang Youwei can hug Wang Wenshao. Every Chinese person's face is filled with a happy light.
The whole country is boiling! The whole country is celebrating! Compared with the establishment of the military government, it is even more exciting than the overthrow of the Qing Dynasty!
Chapter completed!