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But the moment that the Ensign of St. George coated from the summit of
St. Paul's a rapid series of explosions roared out like a succession of
thunder-claps along the lines of the batteries. The hills of Surrey, and
Kent, and Middlesex were suddenly transformed into volcanoes spouting
flame and thick black smoke, and flinging clouds of dust and fragments
of darker objects high into the air.
The order of the Tsar was obeyed in part only, for by the time that the
word to recommence the bombardment had been flashed round the circuit of
the entrenchments, more than half the batteries had been put out of
action. The twelve air-ships stationed at equal intervals round the vast
ellipse, and discharging their No. 3 shell from their four guns ahead
and astern, from an elevation of four thousand feet, had simultaneously
wrecked half the batteries of the besiegers before their occupants had
any clear idea of what was really happening.
Wherever one of those shells fell and exploded, earth and stone and iron
melted into dust under the terrific force of the exploding gases, and
the air-ships, moving with a velocity compared with which the utmost
speed of the aerostats was as a snail's pace, flitted hither and thither
wherever a battery got into action, and destroyed it before the second
round had been fired.
There were still twenty-five aerostats at the command of the Tsar which
had not been sent against the relieving forces, and as soon as it was
realised that the aerial bombardment of the batteries came from the
air-ships of the Terrorist fleet, they were sent into the air to engage
them at all hazards. They outnumbered them two to one, but there was no
comparison between the manoeuvring powers of the two aerial squadrons.
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