Chapter 165 Hairong

On the bank of the Yangtze River in Nanjing, in the underground operation command room of the Imperial Navy, the sound of the telegram echoes in the air from time to time. Whenever a new telegram is sent, everyone will raise their ears to hear the content of the telegram.

"Jingyuan is still fighting with the Southern Expeditionary Fleet."

An officer reported.

"The No. 3 turret of Jingyuan was hit and lost its combat effectiveness."

Another officer continued.

This is not good news. At this time, the good news of sinking the battleship "Shimi" and the armored cruiser "Izumimo" has long faded with one bad news after another. Now they are only concerned about Jingyuan.

"The No. 5 boiler chamber is flooded, and the warship tilts 7 degrees!"

"The No. 6 boiler compartment is flooded, and the warship is flattened!"

In one bad news after another, everyone can imagine what Jingyuan will look like at this time.

When the artillery of the Jingyuan was rotating and aiming, the shells fired by the enemy ships fell around it one after another, and the enemy ships stirred up countless columns of water around it one after another. As soon as the Jingyuan fired, with a loud noise, a shell hit its front No. 3 turret. The explosion wave hit the warship fiercely with debris, and the warship was completely shrouded in smoke. At this time, Jingyuan may have reached the last moment.

"Anyway, Jingyuan proves the courage of the Chinese navy!"

When they think that Jingyuan may even sink, but the results of sinking the two enemy ships are still a little gratified. After all, this is the first time that the Chinese navy has achieved a zero breakthrough in the naval battle. After this war, no country in the world dares to despise the Chinese navy, not only the Zhiyuan ship brings to all countries. The impact is the courage of the Chinese navy.

Even if they can imagine that even after Jingyuan is sunk, I will also be surprised by the courage shown by the officers and soldiers on the Jingyuan. They will even become models of navies all over the world, because they use their will and courage to fight the inevitable battle with their will and courage in a naval battle of disparity. .

And when they came up with this idea in their hearts, an officer even began to think about tomorrow, no, what words he should use to announce the news to the press this morning.

The Jingyuan sank. In the shameful sneak attack, in the siege of seven warships, the Jingyuan, who was difficult to support alone and were all recruits, sank. However, the officers and soldiers on the Jingyuan were still honored to die, because they practiced their vows loyally. They never retreated. They fought until the last minute and remained strong. Holding the last shell, Jingyuan, we must remember... When the young officer thought about how to tell the press with a sad and tragic voice and words in his mind that there was news that there was no war against China and Jingyuan, suddenly an officer shouted with a telegram.

"The enemy cruiser fleet broke away from the team, and Takasago, Kasagi and Chitose approached Jingyuan!"

Everyone was shocked. They stared at the chart and immediately understood Gao Zhuangzhicheng's plan. He wanted to use a cruiser to carry out a torpedo attack on Jingyuan, who was hit hard!

"How long will it take for Zhiyuan to reach the war zone!"

Just as they were in meditation, another telegram came.

"Hai Rong and Hai Rong attack the enemy cruiser fleet!"

"What?"

Whether Ye Zugui or Sa Zhenbing said it was anyone in this battle room, they were stunned when they heard the news. They knew that Jingyuan at this time might have reached the last minute, but why did Hairong... In a moment, people's attention was devoted to the neglected old cruiser. On his body, they can imagine what Haysong will face. He is facing three protective cruisers with firepower, armor and speed far better than it.

"Who is the captain of Hairong!"

"Deng Haohong!"

Hearing this name, which is not strange, and can even be said to be a very familiar name, Ye Zugui's expression changed. He turned his eyes to Sa Zhenbing. The expression he saw was also changing. This is the man's son.

"Nar, Hairong and Hairong turned their rudders to launch a collision with the Fuji!"

When the trembling voice sounded, the whole war room was quiet. The same expression appeared on the faces of almost every officer who had participated in the naval battle in the war room. Their lips trembled and their expressions were excited, and even tears began to turn in their eyes. They had participated in the Yellow Sea. They seemed to see the scene that made them feel ashamed all their lives. Eleven years later, his son resolutely made the same choice.

Cover the flagship with your own life!

"Who is he!"

Aware of the strange color on the faces of many officers during the battle, Su Yueyang asked softly, but no one answered him.

"Yes, it's Deng Gong's eldest son..."

The faint words of others came to Su Yueyang's ears, which only made his heart tremble. It was a person in his thirties in his mind. The doll's face always tried to put on a serious expression, but always with a smile.

"Hai Rong sank Takasago!"

Suddenly, there was another long shout of excitement. The whole battle room was quiet at first, and then applause and shouting sounded. Even some officers left tears when they heard the news.

"Good, good, good,"

Looking at the appearance of Jingyuan's minister who seemed to forget that he squeaked and tears. Although he knew that this was by no means what a soldier should look like, Su Yueyang found that he could understand them. Eleven years ago, Deng Gong's regret was completed by his son eleven years later.

Takasago is Yoshino's sister ship. Eleven years later, his son finally fulfilled his last wish, which is also... "Hai Rong was hit many times! Tilt occurs"

"Hai Rong's water injection leveling!"

"Hai Rong's speed drops!"

"Hai Rongwei turret was destroyed..."

"...the front and rear decks are on fire!"

"The ship is on fire..."

One telegram after another from Jingyuan was constantly read by the officers. When the officers read the telegrams, everyone was worried about the fate of the Hairong.

"Hairong still maintains its course and collides with Fuji..."

When the newspaper officer read the telegram, Ye Zugui lowered his head gently, and the stubborn young man came to his mind when he tried to transfer him to Nanjing last year.

"I'm going to board the ship!"

"I want to defend the sea of China like my father!"

"I want to be like my father,"

"At that time, I will also smash the ship into the enemy ship!"

Now, he finally fulfilled his promise and used his life to prove that he was the son of Deng Shichang and the Deng family... "Hai...Hai Rong was hit by a large-caliber shell, and the warship began to sink..."

After the squeaky and painful voice spit out of the newspaper officer's mouth, the temperature in the whole war room suddenly plummeted several degrees. Ye Zugui found that his legs were unexpectedly soft, and tears that could no longer be suppressed flowed out of his eyes.

"Hao Hong..."

The next moment, a sad cry burst out from Lin Guoxiang's voice. The chief of staff officer of the naval staff was selected into the ship administration school of other provinces at the same time as Deng Shichang. Now he cried. When Deng Shichang died in the war, he did not cry, but now, he cried, as if he had lost his son. Yes, he cried, very sad.

"The last electricity of the Hairong!"

Wipe dry your tears.

"The ship was created, the gun was damaged, the furnace was lost, the ship hit Fuji, vowed to die, and wish victory..."

The voice of sobbing, with heartbreaking pain, when the secretary read the last sentence, he could no longer control his emotions. He cried like a child. In the sound of the telegram, the cry also echoed in the war room, and silent tears slid across people's cheeks.

"Okay!"

Finally, Ye Zugui wiped away the tears from his face.

"Hai Rong, die in the place! They made their own choice, and now it's us!"

After saying that, he turned his face.

"Where is it far away?"

"Eighteen nautical miles away!"

"Haitian's telegram is sent to..."

Suddenly, the newspaper officer, who was crying loudly, shouted a word with an excited roar.

"Hairong, the torpedo launched by Hairong hit Fuji!"

The telegraph line was high in his hand, and the officers who had just been put into the post were stunned again.

"What, what, repeat again!"

They can hardly believe their ears.

"The torpedo launched by Hairong hit Fuji's stern rudder! The Fuji is spinning in place!"

The magistrate shouted again.

"Good job!"

At this time, no one said anything about luck or anything else. In any case, Hairong did the almost impossible task, even at the moment of the sinking of the war.

"Blessed by Deng!"

Good job!

With a hard pat on the chart table, Ye Zugui roared.

"Order Jingyuan, concentrate your firepower and sink Fuji for me!"

"S sir, Jingyuan is urgent, and the enemy cruiser fleet is retreating from the battlefield to the northeast at full speed!"

"S sir, order Zhiyuan to chase!"

"Yes, order Zhiyuan to chase!"

The sudden good news made everyone excited. They seemed to see the opportunity to completely annihirate the southern dispatch fleet. A Jingyuan can do it. Now Zhiyuan is almost there. Maybe, maybe it can... "Sir, Jingyuan has been hit hard!"

At this time, a word of sasavory words came out of Su Yueyang's mouth, and he knew that he had won the bet.

"Now, the most important task of Zhiyuan is to escort Jingyuan home!"

"Your Sir..."

Different opinions suddenly sounded. Almost everyone had only one request to defeat the Southern Fleet, and Ye Zugui's eyes were also full of fanaticism.

"Mr. Minister!"

Don't wait for Ye Zugui to speak, Su Yueyang suddenly roared coldly.

"You are the Minister of the Navy of the Chinese Empire and the Minister of the Royal Guards Navy. You are not the commander of the fleet or the captain!"

A respectful roar burst out from Su Yueyang's voice, and his young face was even full of contempt, which seemed to remind him that if he made a decision that was not in line with his identity, he would not be worthy of the Minister of the Navy.

Staring at Su Yueyang, Ye Zugui's face was angry, but looking at those eyes, his anger slowly faded. He understood Su Yueyang's intention, and finally he waved his hand.

"Order to make every effort to rescue the officers and soldiers who fell into the water, send Zhiyuan damage management team, and assist Jingyuan to go home..."

The order came out of his mouth, and his voice seemed a little weak. In his heart, he was eager to annihirate the Southern Fleet, but his duty told him that he couldn't! At least not now!

"Let's go to see Your Majesty!"

After spitting out a word, Ye Zugui left the war room, and Sa Zhenbing also followed him. When the two left the naval headquarters building, the rising sun sprinkled the sun by the river. At this time, the two did not have a trace of joy after the victory. Some were extremely heavy, and there was a trace of sadness and regret.

"War, it's finally here!"

"Yes!"

"But..."

With a long sigh, Ye Zugui got on the car. After Sa Zhenbing got on the car, the car left the navy and drove towards the city. They knew that maybe his majesty did not sleep well this night.

When the car was driving along the Avenue of Restoration, when passing by the Imperial Ministry of Foreign Affairs, Ye Zugui looked at the building of the Imperial Ministry of Foreign Affairs and spit out a sentence with a wry smile.

"Now, have we declared war with Japan?"

Sitting outside the door of the Foreign Minister's Office, there is a trace of anxiety in a serious expression. According to the requirements, he should have met China's foreign minister an hour ago, but until now, he still hasn't seen Liang Dunyan, as if he still hasn't woken up in his sleep.

"You put on your airs. After a while, you're going to cry!"

He thought so in his heart. He believed that maybe the war had started at this time, and maybe his declaration of war was submitted late, but what does it matter? It is said that the Qing war is irredeclared, and the Russian war is also irredeclared, and the soldiers are not tired of fraud!

While waiting for Liang Dunyan's arrival, he began to outline his words in his heart. At the same time, he was ready to give a good diplomatic class for the Chinese people. Thinking of the anger in Liang Dunyan's expression, he couldn't help laughing.

"Your Excellency, I don't know why I'm laughing!"

With a steady step, Liang Dunyan, who had just come upstairs, smiled and politely invited him at the same time.

"Your Excellency Ambassador, please go inside!"

"Mr. Minister, please!"

However, this time, there was no ordinary courtesy. It was almost Liang Dunyan who made a request. When the staff beside him opened the door of the office, he had already stepped in, all of which were rude.

"This person..."

He frowned, and said that the move made Liang Dunyan feel a little ominous. If the other party ignores etiquette, then there is only one reason, that is, he can not need any scruples, but what makes him so rude?

Is it... Calm, Liang Dunyan walked into his office. After the two entered the office, he looked around. When Liang Dunyan stopped, he took a document from the attendant beside him.

"Mr. Minister!"

Standing up straight, Liang Dunyan's expression was solemn. It didn't seem to be a good thing to be so early and in such a hurry!

The move of Zhiyi made him confirm his speculation.

"According to the latest instructions of the empire!"

There is a full of arrogance in the tone of Zhiyi.

"From the time of submitting this letter, the empire entered a state of war in the Chinese Empire!"

He frowned gently and took the national secretary Liang Dunyan to have a look at the content. He could ignore almost all the words, but he could not ignore the word "state of war".

Declared war! Finally declared war!

"Your Excellency, you must understand!"

After forcing himself to calm down, Liang Dunyan stared at the benefit and said seriously.

"This is war!"

"Yes, this is indeed a declaration of war!"

"You will pay for your stupidity one day!"

"From the day our two countries signed the peace treaty, today's declaration of war has been doomed!"

Chen Moran, who had not fallen asleep all night, looked at Ye Zugui and Sa Zhenbing who walked in. From the expressions of the two, the heart that hung up in his heart was finally let go at this time. Okay, okay, okay!

Maybe it's good news.

"How's it going!"

Without waiting for the two to salute, Chen Moran stood up first and watched the two of them ask in a calm tone.

God knows that since he received the phone call, he has been waiting for the final news here.

What is the result of the naval battle?

How about Jingyuan?

How about the casualties of officers and soldiers... There is a series of questions that need to be answered in my heart. Although I am ready for the worst in my heart, I certainly hope to hear a good news in my subconscious.

"Your Majesty, we won!"

A few simple words finally let the heart go. Looking at Ye Zugui, Chen Moran asked again.

"How's the result!"

"Your Majesty, after two hours of hard fighting, Jingyuan and Hairong sank two battleships, Ishimi and Fuji, Ikumo armored cruiser and Takasago protected cruiser! It is said that the remaining ships will withdraw from the battlefield!"

"That's great!"

With a heavy shout and a slap, this good news only made Chen Moran's eyes shine, which was an unprecedented victory.

"In the naval battle, Jingyuan was also hit hard. At the same time, he lost one or two torpedo boats on the left and one right. In order to cover Jingyuan, the protective cruiser Hairong took the initiative to leave the team and launch a collision attack on the Fuji when the enemy's cruiserpedo fleet broke away from the formation to carry out a torpedo attack on Jingyuan, attracting the enemy fleet with its thin armor. Li, after the battle, launched a torpedo, hit the tail rudder of the Fuji, and laid the whole victory. Therefore, Your Majesty, please commend the officers and soldiers of the Hairong!"

"Hai Rong!"

Solving the name, Chen Moran vaguely remembered the small cruiser, attracted firepower to cover Jingyuan with his actions, and then took the initiative to launch a collision with the enemy's capital ship. What it took was more than courage, which was the most perfect manifestation of will and responsibility.

"We must reward them, and in the naval sequence, we must leave the position of Hairong from now on!"

No, he looked up at Ye Zugui and Sa Zhenbing with a sad look on their expression.

"Who is the captain of the Hayon?"

"Deng Haohong!"

(to be continued)