Stavanger 14 – Desperate to Escape
As Markgraf disappeared beneath the waves, the battered Royal Oak and Warspite turned to weave their way through the hard-steaming line of 2nd Battle Squadron. As the rest of 5BS turned to follow the battlecruisers, Admiral Evan-Thomas had signalled them to detach and head north, seeking shelter behind the Grand Fleet. Neither ship could maintain high speeds, and they could do little to attack the enemy as turrets were out of action, fire-control equipment was disabled, and crews were pressed into fighting fires and shoring up bulkheads.
For the sailors of Admiral Jerram's leading ships, it could have been an unnerving sight if it were not for the circumstances. In just a few minutes' firing, they had destroyed an enemy battleship and beaten off a torpedo boat attack, and so rather than look in horror at what might lie in their future, the crews cheered as the battered ships limped through the line.
If two of the Royal Navy’s most powerful warships were so heavily damaged, there had clearly been an intense battle in which many of the enemy’s ships must have already been sunk by these mighty ships. To think otherwise was impossible.
As men poked their heads out of turrets, peered through their sights or the gaps in their gunshields, there were cheers and choruses of ‘God save the King’, and ‘Rule Britannia’ shouted out over the waves.
‘Did you leave any for us?’, shouted a Leading Seaman on board Conqueror.
Like all the rest, his words were lost to the wind, but it gave his mates in the turret a good laugh, just when they needed it. Morale in the Grand Fleet was high, and it was climbing.
On another ship some miles to the east, morale was lower, and it was falling. Shortly before 6.50, Admiral Hipper finally realised that the Grand Fleet was out. His flagship Lutzow's radio had been damaged, and so messages had to be relayed by lamp from the battered Seydlitz. Even without this delay, Admiral Scheer's use of radio had left a lot to be desired as he hadn’t immediately signalled when he encountered the main British battlefleet and made his turn South.
Hipper's ships were now overmatched by the British battlecruisers. His own increasingly ragged salvos appeared to be doing little harm, while the British gunnery seemed to be improving. Splashes were still erupting around his ships every few seconds, and the enemy’s line had now been reinforced by a fresh pair of ‘Invincible’ class ships. There was some comfort that at least one British ship had fallen out, but there was no chance that he would be able to finish off any damaged stragglers. Now, it was a question of survival.
At 6.50, he ordered the remains of 1st Scouting Group to turn southeast, which in the interim would preserve his options for retreat either through the Skagerrak or south to Wilhelmshaven.
15,000 yards to the North, the leading British ships of 1BCS were having difficulty in holding the range, but astern of them the fire of 3BCS was very good. They were fresh to the fight and had recently conducted gunnery practice off the north of Scotland. Even though they were firing at close to the maximum range of their 12" guns, Invincible jammed Lutzow's D-turret with a hit on the barbette-turret joint, while New Zealand’s fire sprung rivets and displaced plates near Goeben's bow and abeam A-turret. From an even longer range, the three remaining ships of 5BS re-entered the fray against the German battlecruisers, but their early ranging shots were short and Hipper's ships disappeared into the mists and the smoke of their own funnels before any hits were obtained. It is possible that a near-miss which led to minor leaks near Seydlitz's rear turret may have been from one of Barham's last shells before she checked fire.
As increasingly ragged lines of German ships sailed south or southeast, they began to slip away into the haze in the minutes before 7.00.
Aboard the Bayern, Admiral Scheer found himself studying the plotting table that he had previously regarded as an unnecessary piece of clutter at the rear of the bridge. As he did so, he felt a degree of surprise; was it only this morning that he had been thinking that?
Since then, the situation had certainly changed. Then, he had been planning a trap; now, he was trying to escape one and run for home. He wanted to be sure, or at least as sure as possible, that he wouldn’t run into the English Fleet again. In that respect, the plot was clear; the enemy had been to the north, sailing East, and although his torpedo boats had held them off, by now they must be pursuing him somewhere to the north and north-east.
To escape, he knew he had three options.
He could sail south-southwest, towards Terschelling and then return home behind the relative safety of the minefields. That would be the longest way home, but according to the plot it would mean he could sail directly away from where he thought the Grand Fleet was.
He could turn East, and try to reach Kiel through the Skaggerak, but that was clearly impractical as the British would be somewhere to the northeast and could have him silhouetted against the setting sun as he approached.
However, he believed the third approach was the safest, as it was the most direct one; to keep heading south-southeast, towards the Horns Reef. He would have to keep his speed up to cross ahead of the British, but he could guard against them surprising him by stationing his torpedo boats at the rear of the line. There was a risk the British battlecruisers might outrun him, somewhere to the East, but he considered it unlikely.
He knew they were heavily damaged, and he hoped that they wouldn’t risk another action unless closely supported by their main fleet.
At 7.02, signals went out to the ships of I and III Geschwaders to make for the Horns Reef at top speed.