“Boom!”
As the steam engine rumbled, steam began to billow from the chimney.
The ironclad ship slowly sailed away from the shipyard.
Many officials followed and went outside to watch.
The Ning Navy immediately began to perform a naval battle simulation on the spot. A Flying Tiger ship sailed over and began to compete in speed with the ironclad ship.
But it was fine at first, but was soon left behind by the ironclad ship.
When there is wind, the wooden boat can barely catch up with the ironclad ship, but if the wind is not strong enough or there is no tailwind, the speed will be much slower.
The ironclad ship sailed more than ten kilometers away and then returned. The Flying Tiger had been pulled far away.
Immediately afterwards, a Sea Gull attack ship approached rapidly and aimed its cannons at the ironclad ship. With a loud bang, the cannonball hit the ship accurately, but was blocked by the ironclad, leaving only a crater.
The ironclad warship made a beautiful tailspin and then slowly approached the seashore, making the many officials present at the ceremony feel a strong sense of oppression.
Another large wooden boat came out of the shipyard. It was a huge sailing wooden boat, and the people on board used a small boat to sail away.
After everyone had left, fourteen guns were fired from one side of the ironclad.
There were continuous "boom" and "bang bang bang" sounds, and in an instant the wooden ship, which was larger than the ironclad ship, was shot into a sieve, wood chips flew everywhere, and the ship was torn into pieces.
"good!"
Liu Yong was the first to applaud.
Then the stunned officials woke up from their dreams and started applauding.
"This is a great weapon!"
Liu Yong's blood boiled with passion, and he waved his hand and said, "Bring me a pen and paper. I want to write a poem."
"Hurry, hurry, get some paper and pen."
The shipyard manager was overjoyed.
Before his promotion, Liu Yong was already a famous poet in the Song Dynasty.
In terms of reputation, it can be said that he was the best in the Song Dynasty at that time.
Because although Yan Shu wrote a large number of poems, his good works are fewer than those of Liu Yong.
Therefore, Liu Yong's poems are extremely popular and more famous than Yan Shu's.
At least that was the case before Su Shi came out of seclusion.
Now that he has a backer and is on the rise, he writes lyrics less often. If they can get a good lyric written by him, their shipyard will become more famous and they will definitely get a lot of orders.
After a while, paper and pen were presented to him. Liu Yong took the brush and was about to write, but suddenly paused.
The poems he wrote throughout his life were graceful and beautiful, and he could write about love between young men and beautiful girls from small families, which was natural for him.
But this time, the iron-clad boats pierced the clouds and the moon, the sea waves surged, the sky was vast, the giant ships suppressed the mountains and the sea, the majestic waves surged, it was indescribably heroic.
Liu Yong paused, then sighed, "My talent and learning are still insufficient. I am speechless. Perhaps only Mr. Lu Xun from Bianliang, a man the world has never seen, who wrote about the great river flowing eastward, washing away all the waves, can take up the brush."
This graceful beauty can never depict the magnificent grandeur of the sea.
(End of this chapter)
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