Chapter 1108 Lightning Strike! Lightning Strike (Second update, please subscribe)

Although the Imperial Navy's firepower was very fierce, the "Peru" and "Bolivia" still demonstrated the powerful combat effectiveness of battleships. Under the protection of heavy armor, they still fought tenaciously on the sea. Although its twelve-inch naval gun had a slow firing rate, every time the thirty-fold barreled naval gun fired, it shook the sea.

Suddenly, a cloud of smoke suddenly rose from the middle of the Datong cruiser, causing Grau to shout excitedly, "Hit!"

It's a twelve-inch shell!

This shot gave Grau and other naval generals hope. In fact, they never gave up hope because they all knew what the outcome of this naval battle meant.

"Very good, that's how we fight! Tell everyone, keep shooting, we will be able to defeat them soon..."

Although a fire had already broken out on the armored ship "Varas", the sailors under the command of Captain Condel still fought tenaciously. On this warship, which was mainly composed of Chileans, a small Chilean flag was even raised, which was their last hope.

At this moment, the lookout who had been observing the battlefield suddenly discovered several ship shadows in the sea fog on the starboard side.

Boat shadow?

How is this possible?

Soon he saw several warships heading towards the fleet at full speed.

"Enemy ship, enemy ship spotted on the starboard side!"

"Enemy ship, enemy ship!"

Amid the shouts, ten small torpedo boats, under the cover of sea fog, quickly sailed towards the fleet. Major Madsen, a Royal Navy observer on the "Peru", looked at those small ships in surprise. They didn't even fire their guns, but sailed towards the fleet like sharp arrows.

These warships look very small, weighing only a few hundred tons. What do they want to do?

They were pointed straight at the fleet like fire ships.

"A torpedo ship, it's a torpedo ship..."

Suddenly, Madsen thought of the warships unique to the Ming Empire.

It's a torpedo ship!

A warship armed with torpedoes.

"It's the Ming Empire's torpedo ship!"

Standing on the bridge of the Bolivia, Vice Admiral Williams shouted the order.

"Quick, starboard..."

When he mentioned the starboard side, he remembered that in order to make up for the lack of combat power on the port side, he had repeatedly pulled gunners from the starboard side to the port side in previous naval battles to make up for the losses on that side.

However, despite this, the starboard side still fired, but the firing rate of the recoil gun was too slow. Although the firing of the six-inch naval gun seemed to be very powerful, it only created a series of water columns on the sea. The torpedo boats rushed towards the enemy ships without hesitation in the water columns.

"One thousand meters!"

"Eight hundred meters!"

When the distance was close to 600 meters, Ding Tao suddenly turned the rudder with all his strength. While the torpedo boat was rowing a half circle on the sea, the torpedo officer in the middle of the ship had already operated the launch tube to aim at the "Peru".

"Fire the torpedoes..."

Six torpedoes were fired in succession!

Six torpedoes launched by compressed air flew out of the launch tubes and flew towards the "Peru" the moment they entered the water. When the air-driven torpedoes rushed in the sea, they left a wake composed of bubbles in the sea. The torpedoes were like sharp arrows shot from a bow, heading straight towards the "Peru" plane.

"torpedo!"

Because everyone was focused on the port side and ignored the starboard side, by the time someone noticed the enemy ships rushing out of the sea fog on the starboard side, it was already too late. The most deadly thing was the torpedo. Although the torpedo's wake was very obvious, when they flew like sharp arrows, the people on the warship had no idea how to deal with it.

"Torpedo, it's a torpedo!"

Looking at the approaching torpedo, Admiral Grau shouted hurriedly.

"Full left rudder, full speed..."

The appearance of torpedoes disrupted the Peruvians' formation, and they could only dodge the torpedoes by avoiding collision.

Although the torpedo boats fired torpedoes at a distance of about 500 meters, the Peruvians still had some time to react. Just as they hurriedly turned the rudder, a torpedo flew past almost close to the hull. But before the sailors on the ship could breathe a sigh of relief, a torpedo hit the starboard side of the "Peru".

With a loud bang and a violent explosion, everyone saw a sea wall rising on its starboard side. At the moment when the sea wall composed of sea water was about to fall, another sea wall rose up.

“Hit!”

When the Peru was hit accurately by three torpedoes in succession, the Bolivia was also hit, followed by the Vasca, the Independence, the Federation...

After the naval battle had been going on for an hour and a half, the torpedo boat that suddenly joined the battlefield became the last straw that broke the camel's back. Just a single encounter completely changed the course of the naval battle.

After drawing a circle, the torpedo team once again launched a torpedo attack on the enemy ship. Compared with the long artillery battle, the torpedo attack was fatal. After being hit by three torpedoes in succession, the "Peru" with a displacement of nearly 10,000 tons immediately tilted severely and was about to sink into the sea. After the stern of the "Bolivia" was hit, the surging sea water directly poured into the stern, slowly lifting the bow. More than ten minutes later, accompanied by a "click", the nearly 10,000-ton ship was broken into two pieces like a toy.

The once thrilling naval battle ended with two torpedo strikes from the torpedo fleet!

When everything was over, in the black smoke, the once mighty Peruvian-Bolivian Federal Fleet was left with only one lonely cruiser.

The sea was littered with corpses and sailors floating in the waves. The sailors who fell into the water looked at the fleet in horror. They couldn't believe that after everything they had experienced before, they were defeated like this!

How could we lose so quickly?

The fog gradually faded away, and this fleet that the Peruvian-Bolivian Federation had spent tens of millions of pesos on disappeared from the world. Only the lonely "Covadonga" was left. The white flag hanging high on the mast was the fundamental reason for its survival.

"Well, it's all over!"

The corners of Cheng Bichen's lips curled up slightly. He moved his feet for the first time when he gave the order to rescue the Peruvian soldiers who fell into the water. Looking at the sea in front of him, he did not think about what he thought when the Navy Department wanted to dispatch warships and said that only one Nanhua class and one Linhai class were enough, nor did he think about now that he should follow the plan, advance on the victory, go straight to the port of Callao, threaten Lima, and force Lima to surrender.

He was thinking of Zhongdu and the ongoing negotiations.

"Now...how will the Americans react?"

In fact, what he cared about was not the reaction of the Americans, but how the war would end after it broke out. After all, the most important thing after the outbreak of war is to end the war!

(End of this chapter)