"French warriors, right ahead is Ryukyu, Naha, and the destination of our expedition... These East Asian barbarians dare to challenge the honor of France in Europe, and dare to challenge the dignity of the emperor, then his The end result is going to hell..."
"All warships remain in formation, and their bow guns fire freely. Except for merchant ships flying European flags, all the remaining nasty debris on the sea must be cleared away to create a safe firing position for us... Glory! Fire!" …”
On the bridge of the French battleship Glorious, Rear Admiral Bruce was roaring orders to his soldiers, and the person beside him who was silently watching this huge battleship was Napoleon III's Eastern envoy, Knight Molière.
Beginning at the end of the 15th century, when shipbuilding and metal smelting technology gradually matured, the ultimate battleship to dominate the oceans, the sailing battleship, came into being.
This is the pinnacle of wooden sailing warships. It was mankind's ultimate ocean dominance weapon before the advent of iron-clad battleships. From its birth to now, it has dominated the oceans for three hundred years.
Molière did not see the landscape of Naha Port in his eyes, but only the huge and powerful battleship beneath him. This kind of battleship represented the pinnacle of wooden shipbuilding technology, exuding endless murderous aura from every corner. .
The sides of the battleship are densely packed with gunports, which look as terrifying as the eyes of a siren from a distance. If you have trypophobia, then this scene will definitely become the protagonist in your nightmares.
Molière knew that behind every closed gun door, there was a powerful cannon. The loader and artilleryman were on standby in the cabin. As long as he gave an order, the 140 cannons of the Glorious could be used in an instant. The city in front of me turned into a sea of fire.
Not only that, in the sailor's cabin of the battleship, one Marine after another was ready for battle. Under the encouragement of the officers, there was no expression of fear on everyone's face, and some were only excited about the battle. .
"This is my battleship, this is my glory, this is also the glory of His Majesty the Emperor, and the glory of France..." Molière lowered his head and sneered, "Six years ago, our army was able to break through the capital of the Qing Dynasty. Now six Aren't we going to be able to conquer a small Ryukyu in the next year? Isn't it because we don't have an army? I think three thousand glorious marines are enough for us to dominate here..."
Sailing from the Indian Ocean to this point, Moliere talked to himself a lot along the way. It was this nagging feeling that made the entire expedition fleet feel scared.
Yes, soldiers are never afraid of strong commanders. Even if the commander likes to punish soldiers corporally, everyone can adapt to it. What soldiers fear most is this kind of mysterious and perverted commander.
Molière walked all the way, let alone ordinary soldiers, even Major General Bruce became terrified when he saw him. Now that the war was about to begin, I didn't expect Molière to come again, which made Bruce's voice of giving orders lower.
"Special Envoy? Special Envoy... Do you have anything to add?" the major general said with a cautious smile.
Molière looked up at the escaping fishing boats and cargo ships on the sea one after another, and a sneer flowed from the corner of his mouth, "It is not enough for the bow cannon to fire freely. You must keep in mind that this is a revenge mission. We only have one The purpose is to use the most brutal killing to scare all enemies around the world!"
"Pass my order, except for the ships flying the British and French flags, all other ships will be bombed indiscriminately... Not only that, we will speed up and speed up to crush them with our warships, so that this group of East Asian barbarians will die for the rest of their lives. They all live in the shadow of fear..."
Molière's voice became shriller and his expression became more and more ferocious. The major general beside him was so frightened that he did not dare to neglect and quickly shouted the order: "Except for British and French ships, bomb them indiscriminately... rush up and crush them!"
The Glory took the lead in firing, and the three bow cannons on the bow roared. The smoke suddenly covered most of the deck. The merchant ships escaping quickly on the sea in the distance screamed. The white waves set off after the shells entered the water were seven or eight meters high. .
"Keep firing, full sail forward... We will sink them even if we can't blow them up..." Major General Bruce glanced at the special envoy from the corner of his eye, and cursed in his heart. After this battle, I will never serve you again. If I have to work for you for another day, my wife in Cannes will steal the man...
Bah, bah, bah... This oath is too cruel. I'd better change to another one. If I work for you, a pervert, for one more day, I'll lose all my pension for the rest of my life.
The sailors on the battleship certainly didn't know what the general was thinking. They only knew how to execute the order. The gun sighter continued to measure the angle and data, and the sail operator pulled the cable to open the snow-white sails. The behemoth with a displacement of more than 1,400 tons, with an indomitable momentum, ruthlessly crushed it like a mountain bearing down on the top.
The general's order was to let go of the British and French cargo ships. This order was actually just a matter of past generations and narrow eyes. By this time, European businessmen had already known the plan of the French Expeditionary Force and had already evacuated one after another a week ago.
Now, except for a few Western merchant ships that were injured and had to stay, the rest are small merchant ships from East Asian countries. Amidst the rumbling sound of artillery, the Japanese ship was hit, and the sky-high flames were mixed with tumbling corpses.
There is also the most common skeleton sailboat on the southeastern coast of China. In front of the huge battleship, it is as small as a child's toy. Amidst the screams, the tall hull directly hit it, and the small boat instantly disintegrated.
There were cries and shouts on the sea, but excited cheers rang out from the French battleships.
"Damn foreign devils... just wait, wait for the prime minister's army to destroy you... help!"
"Liu Zi...swim over quickly...be careful of the whirlpool on your left...Mazu bless you!"
The sea was full of shouts and curses from those who fell into the water, but it was a pity that the screams of the weak would not arouse the slightest sympathy from the strong. The sailors on the deck even raised their rifles and shot into the water, as if they were hunting wild animals.
"Quick, quick, quick... on the left, on the left... that's a man from the Qing Dynasty, look at his braids, they look like women..."
"Where, right there! There is no hair on the top of the head, they are Japanese... Hahaha, shoot! Oh, you are so stupid, your shooting skills are so bad..."
The sailors on the deck were as excited as if they were celebrating Christmas. This expedition was really hard. The perverted Knight Molière did not allow them to enter the port to rest at all. Even the supplies were delivered by merchant ships on the high seas. .
For countless days and nights, the sailors looked at the bustling port in the distance, thinking about the taverns, prostitutes and gambling on the pier, and felt as uncomfortable as raising a hundred ants.
They also secretly complained to the major general, but everyone fell silent when they saw Molière's dead face. The most difficult thing to communicate in life is a pervert. Unfortunately, they met a perverted envoy.
Today, when the game of hunting ordinary people on the sea begins, the emotions that have been suppressed all the way finally find an outlet.
"Look there! It's a woman who fell into the water... Oh, look, her clothes are soaked... George, George, I bet you ten gold francs that you can't hit this woman... "
"Shut up, fat man, I bet you that my marksmanship, George, is perfect..." The bettor in the chaotic crowd raised his hand and fired.
With a snap, the bullet pierced directly through the woman's shoulder, and bright red blood rippled from the sea. The struggling woman could no longer move her arms.
"Mom...Mom..." A teenage child in the distance swam back like crazy. He wanted to save his mother and yelled loudly in Ryukyu indigenous language.
The woman felt that her strength had begun to spread and disappear as the blood began to spread in the sea water. She stepped weakly on the water with her feet to try to keep her body from sinking, while her other hand waved desperately to the child.
"Go back... don't come here to die... go back quickly... bastard, go back quickly..."
But no matter how much a woman scolds her child, the hard work of mother and child is always thicker than water, and the child is still swimming towards the mother. "Mom... hold on, I will take you home..."
On the deck of the Glory, the group of gambling sailors couldn't understand the Ryukyu dialect at all. They were now in a state of excitement before the battle, and they didn't want to hear the voices of ants.
"You lose, fat man, you lose. Pay ten gold francs quickly..."
"Damn it, I didn't expect you to actually win the bet. I owe you first... Hahaha!"
Amid the wild laughter of the sailors, the rifle was raised again, and this time it was aimed at the child who was paddling hard. The injured mother saw the danger at a glance and screamed at her child, using her last strength to drive the child away.
"Go back...you idiot, are you going to force me to death? Go back quickly, go back to the island, you still have a chance to survive..."
The woman knew how stubborn the child was. She gritted her teeth and closed her eyes. She suddenly shook her head and dived directly into the sea water. She wanted to drown herself.
"Mom! Mom..." The child cried desperately, the rifle above his head was firing, and the bullets grazed his body and shot into the sea water.
At this moment, a man suddenly emerged from the water next to the child. He was an old Chinese fisherman. He strangled the child's neck and led him to swim away.
"Stop shouting... don't let down the opportunity your mother gave her life for. It would be unfilial if you died... If you have the strength, let's go to the island and take revenge on these beasts..."
The child finally stopped crying. He glared at the Glory with the deepest hatred. The old man and the young man dived into the sea and swam away into the distance.
The experience of mother and son is just a glimpse of the tragic scene on the sea. With the Glorious Battleship as the core, there are seven frigates Lyra, Rome, Gaulois, Sanctity, Piety, Poseidon, and Rafale. There were also two light cruisers, the Breaker and the Quick Walker.
Ten warships formed a long goose-wing formation on the sea. First they blasted them with their bow cannons, and then crushed them with tall ships. More than ten nautical miles south of Naha Port suddenly turned into a hell on earth, and the sea was a mess.
In the end, even the rear admiral couldn't stand it anymore. He whispered beside the Molière envoy, "My lord, please hurry up and forget about these ants..."
"No, no, no... my dear general, war is a hell of killing. Our boys need to get into the state in advance. They need to see the blood first. Only in this way can they be in the best condition to teach the Chinese a lesson..."
"This is the adaptation period. I have to give the boys an adaptation period... Haha! Open up and kill. I only want you to give me victory! If you defeat Naha, I will reward you with three days of freedom..."
One sentence immediately caused all the soldiers to shout, "What is three days of freedom?" It means that you can vent uncontrollably for three days and three nights. Three days is enough for Naha to become a hell on earth.
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