Alien Arms Empire.

Chapter 266 Chapter 266 The delay is too high
When he changed the combat order and caused chaos, he felt more and more that he was going to lose this crucial naval battle.

Because his opponent has cut into the battlefield where his fleet is weakest, and is gradually eating away at his fleet!

Perhaps it is not accurate to use the word nibble, because the opponent's attack speed is simply devouring!Devour his fleet!
There were 4 warships in the fleet of Tarun Kingdom that were not in good condition and did not participate in this battle. Varun ordered these four warships to protect their own transport fleet at a farther place.

So this time, the naval fleet of the Tarun Kingdom actually participated in the battle with 66 warships, a squadron of 21 warships on one side, and a main fleet of 45 warships on the other.

Now, Varun can be sure that the squadron of 21 warships has basically been wiped out.Even if he has won now, it is impossible for too many people to be fished out of the sea.

What's more, he hasn't spent the night to fight yet... His fleet is being hunted down by the enemy, which is something he has never experienced before.

"It's not an option to go on like this! General!" Even his adjutant saw it, and said a little uneasy.

"Shut up! Of course I know that going on like this is not an option!" Varun stared at the distant sea angrily, and yelled at his adjutant.

Originally, he thought that attacking Refenggang would be an easy task, but now it seems that it is not the same thing at all.

Refenggang is not a soft persimmon, and it is not a place to be manipulated by others. He seems to have hit the iron plate this time.

The problem is, he didn't know the pain until he kicked his foot on the iron plate, and his fleet had to face destruction only after it collided with an unwinnable fleet... There is no regret medicine for this thing.

"Do you want to rearrange the battle line?" The adjutant hesitated, but he still offered his opinion.

He felt that if he didn't do anything, he would always be passive, and eventually everything would be beyond his control.

"If you give any more orders, our formation will completely collapse!" Varun lamented in despair.

Why didn't he want to give an order to revive the fleet, but his order had to be transmitted to several nearby battleships, and then continued to spread out.

It will take time, he has never seen anything like a wireless telegraph, and of course he has never imagined that his order can be transmitted to all the battleships in one second very smoothly.

Since it takes time to transmit an order, the execution of the order needs to be delayed. The operation of sliding the mouse on the computer screen to frame one's own troops and then issuing orders at the same time can only be realized in the game.

In reality, there will be no such smooth order delivery, and there will always be exceptions, especially in the chaotic combat state.

In today's battle, Varen's fleet has actually lost effective dispatch and command.The formation of the fleet is too complicated, and it has completely deviated from the pre-war tactical arrangement.

There is no way, this is the direct problem caused by the backwardness of tactical communication, just like the story of bombing bunkers that many puppet military fans do not understand today.

In an environment where there is no individual communication system and effective battlefield communication cannot be achieved, the charge is an order, and the plan in advance is the truth that must be implemented.

Once a problem occurs in a certain link, it will immediately cause a large number of casualties, and it is necessary for soldiers or small units of the grassroots troops to bite the bullet and solve the problem, and bring the plan back to the track that was deployed in advance.

If you don’t sacrifice your life to blow up the enemy’s bunkers, then the general attack here can only be launched on time, otherwise the troops on the flanks will have to retreat or be flanked by the enemy, and the troops on the flanks will have to give up the attack to avoid losses. It will lead to an attack being completely abandoned, and everything has to start all over again.

So he chose to sacrifice himself at a critical moment, and saved the victory of an attack-such a tragic choice proved his greatness.

But at this moment, Varun is facing the same problem—he can't unify his troops and let all the warships respond immediately.

The warships following him could receive orders at the first time, and the warships farther away were out of order. At this moment, the troops who were being beaten at the tail were even carrying out the mission they received before the start of the battle: to encircle enemy ship...

Yes, they are still executing the order to encircle the Datang Fleet, although now it seems that this order is a bit inexplicable.

At this moment, most of the battleships in Varen's main fleet are executing seemingly inexplicable orders.

"Are you kidding?" At the position near the tail of the queue, a captain saw the flag bearer on the mast of the battleship not far ahead waving the command flag in his hand.

And he, who is familiar with the semaphore, knows that the command conveyed by the flag bearer is: speed up and turn left, and prepare to meet the enemy.

He frowned, not knowing what the order meant, because the enemy was on his right, and they were coming from behind him.

If he turned left now, wouldn't he expose the stern of the ship to enemy fire?And after he turned left, didn't he flee in fear of the enemy?
"Captain! What should we do?" Apparently, the adjutant on the battleship also saw that the order was wrong, and asked with some doubts.

"The battleships in front are all turning, and I don't know what's going on." The captain replied a little depressed: "According to the current situation, shouldn't they collectively turn right and double-team the opponent?"

"But, the order is to turn left!" The adjutant confirmed several times, and the order was indeed to turn left.The battleship in front is indeed turning left, so the formation is very chaotic.

As he spoke, he looked at the friendly warship that was turning ahead, and then reminded anxiously: "Captain! If we don't make a decision, we will lose touch with the fleet."

"Turn left!" After thinking for a while, he finally didn't have the courage to defy the military order and turn right alone. The captain also issued the same order as the previous captain.

Judging from the current situation, although turning to the left does not have a better counterattack angle, it can be regarded as avoiding the sharp edge of the enemy warships, which somewhat relieves the pressure on some fleets.

Ever since, the adjutant breathed a sigh of relief, and he quickly conveyed the order loudly, making his warship deflect along with the friendly warship ahead.

On the Wolf 1 warship of the Datang Group following behind them, Bernard saw the enemy ship on the side, slowly sinking into the bottom of the sea in flames.

"Report! The lookout post confirmed that the enemy fleet is turning." At this time, the adjutant sent the movement of the enemy fleet.

"Steering? Full starboard, another encirclement?" Bernard asked with a smile.

The adjutant shook his head and said, "The enemy fleet is turning to the left. I don't know what the plan is. It may be trying to get rid of us and escape, or it may be preparing to regroup."

"..." Bernard really didn't guess the other party's reaction in other ways, because he has a telegraph, and he has long been accustomed to instant communication during training and exercises, and has long forgotten the problem of communication delay.

The naval battle has completely changed from this moment on. Bernard began to guess what kind of magical operation the opponent had, so he was always forced to take cautious command decisions.

He thought for a few seconds, and finally ordered: "No matter what purpose he has! We can still chase and bite them! Anyway, we have the advantage in speed, no matter what tricks they play!"

This is a relatively safe tactic, so the adjutant did not have any objections, and immediately went to convey Bernard's order.

So the Datang Fleet continued to advance along the starboard side of the opponent, and only turned when the remaining warships of the opponent began to turn.

It was as if the two sides had drawn half concentric circles on the sea, and the Datang Fleet relied on its own speed advantage to turn around the outer circle, keeping a distance of about 800 meters, biting the tail of the Tarun Kingdom Navy Fleet, and continuing to maintain a coherent attack.

Seeing that the Datang Fleet followed behind in a hurry, and sank a sailing warship from time to time, the fleet commanders of the Tarun Kingdom were completely speechless.

From time to time, a huge water column was stirred up on the sea surface, which was a spectacular sight caused by the explosion of shells fired by Datang Group's artillery that deviated from the target due to the shaking of the ship's hull and exploded in the water.

Those jets of water higher than the mast lifted the salty sea water onto the deck of the warships of the Kingdom of Tarun, frightening the faces of the sailors who were wetted by the sea water.

On many warships that had just completed their turn, the commanders looked pale and watched in surprise as the enemy ships bit them aggressively again.

Their efforts to shake off their opponents were in vain, and the opponents followed like a nightmare, like a nightmare.

"Fire! Fire! Can't wait! The opponent's warship is moving too fast! We can't get closer!" On the last warship, the captain of Tarun Kingdom ordered loudly in a panic.

The sideboard guns, which could not wait for a long time, roared immediately, and more than a dozen shells flew towards the distant target, and then deviated one after another, almost without a hit.

Finally, a solid bullet hit the sideboard of the ironclad battleship, but left a small dent on it, which could not penetrate the sideboard of the battleship at all.

And it wasn't until this time that the sailors of Tarun Kingdom really confirmed that the opponent's battleship was really made of steel.

"They! Their warships are made of iron!" A sailor screamed in fright when he saw the shells he fired were bounced off by the opponent's warships.

Accompanied by his screams, flames spewed out from the two bow main guns on the iron-clad battleship opposite, and two shells flew over with a whistling sound, and then the sailing battleship here turned into a purgatory on earth in an instant .

Amidst the flying flesh and blood, the sailing warship that had just fired its guns turned into two pieces, with the ends raised high, and it seemed that it was about to sink into the bottom of the sea...
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