Rebirth of The Deer and the Cauldron, Wei Xiaobao Becomes a God

Perhaps his intuition told him that something was wrong. DeFrion's heart tightened and he immediately issued a strange order - to hang three groups of nine red lights on the flagship.

This is a special way for European navies to communicate with each other at night, using different colors and numbers of lights to convey specific information. At this moment, the light language chosen by De Vrijn, three groups of three red lights, represents the highest level of red alert.

On the No. 251 ironclad ship, Mu Tingxie, who often dealt with Westerners, naturally understood the meaning of this group of light language. He turned around and said to Commander Zhang beside him: "Commander Zhang, the enemy ship has raised a red alert. It seems that they have noticed our presence."

However, Commander Zhang seemed exceptionally calm. He smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. They won't stand a chance." After that, he issued an important order without hesitation: "Order, torpedo attack!"

Soon, this order was directly transmitted to ships 252 and 253 through the radio call. Then, six torpedoes on the three ironclad ships were launched almost at the same time, and they rushed towards the target like arrows from a string.

In order to prevent the enemy from noticing the rapidly moving torpedoes on the water, the five giant ships turned off their searchlights at the same time. The sea surface instantly returned to darkness, with only the lanterns between the multinational fleets flickering.

The Western soldiers kneeling on the deck saw the miracle of light disappear and showed disappointment in their eyes. At this time, one of them noticed the red alarm light hanging on the flagship and shouted loudly: "Enemy situation, take your positions..."

Two minutes later, there were six loud explosions and six beams of flames rising into the sky. The searchlights on the huge ship suddenly lit up again, illuminating the entire sea surface.

On the six large sailing ships, the Western naval soldiers from the multinational fleet were thrown into the sea by the violent shaking, some were falling into the sea, and many more were clinging to the ships that were tilting and sinking into the sea, hoping for the miracle of being rescued.

They looked at the sea of ​​fire and explosions around them in horror, their hearts filled with despair and fear.

Some people tried to jump into the water to escape, but were quickly swallowed by the surging waves. Others desperately shouted for help, but their voices were drowned out by the explosion.

Just as other naval warships were preparing to rescue the soldiers on the six bombed ships, six more torpedoes arrived, and then another six warships suffered fatal attacks.

This time, because the searchlight was not turned off, DeFrion finally discovered that the attack came from about 2 meters below the water surface. An object like a giant underwater crossbow collided with the warship, causing a huge explosion, and the ship was destroyed and everyone on board died.

"What kind of crossbow can achieve such an effect?" DeFrion thought in horror, his heart filled with fear of unknown weapons. This fear gradually took over his mind, making him begin to consider escaping from the battle.

"We have to get out of here as soon as possible!" DeFrion shouted, with a hint of panic in his voice. He ordered the flag signalman to quickly hang up the retreat signal, indicating that all fleets must retreat quickly. The flag signalman quickly took action and put out five red lights in a row, sending a clear signal to other ships: all fleets need to retreat quickly.

This order hit the naval soldiers from various countries who were struggling in the sea like a bolt from the blue.

They had hoped that the fleet would rescue them, but now they learned that they had been abandoned and became victims of the war.

They felt desperate and angry, and cursed in the water. These soldiers struggled to survive in the cold water, but the fleet chose to flee the battlefield. Their lives became extremely fragile at this moment and were ruthlessly left behind.

"Commander Zhang, the Westerners are trying to escape!" said Mu Tingye.

"Don't worry, General Mu, they can't escape. Now I'll try a different tactic and give them a few hits first." Zhang Xiaolong walked over to the radio operator, picked up the microphone and headset and said, "251, 252, 253, target the multinational fleet, fire three consecutive shots from each ship's lead gun, execute immediately."

Immediately, there were three loud bangs, and flames from the 280mm main ship's cannon shot into the sky, and three huge shells whizzed away.

Three loud explosions, "Boom, boom, boom," rang out in the multinational coalition fleet.

The point where the shells landed splashed up a column of water hundreds of meters high, and threw up waves more than ten meters high on the sea surface, causing the large sailing ships to shake violently and sway from side to side. The few large sailing ships closest to the landing point were directly overturned by the waves.

DeFrion held tightly to the railing on the deck, his fingers turning white from excessive force, his eyes staring in horror at the shaky warships of the multinational fleet and the desperate soldiers struggling in the sea, his heart beating rapidly, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.

"Boom, boom, boom" three more loud noises were heard, like the bells of hell ringing, deafening. The large sailing ship that had been able to maintain control completely lost control this time, and was ruthlessly overturned by the huge waves raised by the bombs. Several more warships fell into the vortex of destruction.

DeFrion's eyes widened with an expression of disbelief. He could not accept the fact before his eyes. He saw that the elite navies he had brought out from more than ten countries including the Netherlands, Portugal, Spain, Britain, France, Belgium, etc., had become so fragile and vulnerable.

His heart was filled with anger and helplessness. He realized that the enemy they faced was far beyond their imagination.

This huge cannon that could explode made Defrion understand, no matter how dumb he was, that what the hell was the Light Messenger? The opponent in the battle at night was not what they expected, but a famous ironclad giant ship.

The mysterious and terrifying existence in the East once took the life of his younger brother, but today, he himself unfortunately encountered an even more powerful opponent - five armored warships.

He felt a chill running down his spine and a feeling of despair welling up in his heart. They were facing an enemy that was too powerful to be defeated. In front of this enemy, he felt powerless to change the situation of the war and regretted why he had come to this mysterious and terrifying place in the East.

There is no medicine for regret in the world. If there were, there wouldn't be so many tragedies happening in this world.

Three more cannonballs fell, and this time one of them landed directly on a Spanish galleon. The 50-meter-long, -meter-wide, three-deck warship collapsed in an instant, turning into a pile of shattered, broken wooden boards that flew everywhere. The soldiers who were originally standing on the ship were also blown to pieces, and their lives and deaths were unknown.

After three rounds of naval artillery fire, only a dozen naval warships of the multinational coalition fleet remained intact. Since the start of the battle, they have lost one-third of their warships, and they have not even had time to fire a single shell, and have been in a passive situation.