"It's broken... no..." Xiao Letian in the command module roared, and his whole head was about to explode. Top novels are updated the fastest
Why didn't you keep an eye on this brat? If the emperor of the Qing Dynasty died here, the situation in Asia would collapse!
In a flash of lightning, countless terrifying scenes appeared in Xiao Letian's mind, including the madness of the Manchu group, the counterattack of the Hunan Army group, and even all forces in Europe had to pounce on him.
By then, the Chinese will be completely trapped in the vortex of war, beset by internal and external problems. How can the Chinese now have the ability to go to war with the whole world?
Just when Xiao Letian was so frightened that white hair and sweat broke out, he discovered that a figure suddenly rushed out from beside Zai Chun like lightning, and with a tiger pounce, Emperor Tongzhi was directly pressed on the deck.
"Long live my lord! My slave has come to the rescue..."
Bang, bang, bang... a stream of bullets flew up into the sky after grazing the railing. It only took half a second. A little later, something big would have happened.
Zai Chun felt like he was being pressed down by a mountain of flesh and he couldn't breathe. "Who...who..."
"Long live my lord...this servant is Liu Dadao from the Imperial Kitchen! I was recommended by Manager Ermao. It was your personal order..."
"Oh...Liu...don't worry about what you said...let me go! You're crushing me to death..."
At this moment, the bow of the Zhiyuan has become a whirlpool of conflict, and more soldiers and marines behind it have begun to gather. Looking at both sides of the river, countless marines have merged with the British army into two iron streams, moving forward. The sprint surrounded the Maranta.
The British were really frightened. As soon as they rushed to the Maranta, they started shouting angrily, "Stop the attack! The Zhiyuan is a warship protected by the British. Why do you attack... Stop the attack immediately!"
"Damn it, who asked you to shoot? This is the most serious diplomatic provocation..."
Countless British soldiers began to surround the Maranta, and some even jumped into the canal, swam to the side and began to climb, while the British officers on the shore kept putting pressure on France.
"No shooting! Stop fighting immediately! Stop all dangerous actions... Maranta calm down! Otherwise, you will provoke the British Empire!"
Arnold was so angry that he yelled in the command cabin, "Assholes, you are the shame of Europe! You are actually mixed with these Asian pagans, shame! Inexcusable..."
The entire Maranta had been burned with anger, and everyone was shouting curses at the British. All kinds of obscenities became a mess.
The British were not to be outdone and scolded these French people as brainless fools.
"Idiot, idiot! Do you know what you just did? You are declaring war. There is His Majesty the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty and the head of state of the Chinese nation on the Zhiyuan, and you actually shoot?"
"Idiot...idiot!"
However, despite the scolding, both sides still did not dare to open fire. Soon the first batch of British troops rushed onto the deck and quickly used their bodies to intercept an isolation belt at the bow of the ship.
The conflict was temporarily suppressed, but the Zhiyuan had no intention of stopping the ship. He had been pushing the Maranta back unswervingly since the collision. No matter how hard the ship struggled, it could not escape the clutches of the Zhiyuan.
Many years later, the people of Port Said will never forget the magical experience of that day.
I wanted to sleep in early in the morning, but a fire and a crackling gun battle woke everyone up. As soon as I opened the window, I saw that four cargo ships had collided with each other, and a group of desperate Europeans were shooting at each other. shoot.
The usually arrogant French people are as anxious as ants on a hot pot today, and their so-called spirituality, demeanor, and aristocratic demeanor have been thrown into the Mediterranean Sea.
After more than half an hour of fighting, none of the attacking militants were caught alive. In the end, they got dozens of corpses, and their ship crashed into the sea instead.
Immediately afterwards came the tyrannical appearance of the French ship. The mighty Maranta, with its arrogant murderous aura, broke into Port Said like a knight in shining armor, and plunged into the canal while receiving countless cheers. .
Everyone believed that the Maranta was destined to win. No one in Port Said thought that the French would fail. In such a narrow waterway and the battleship was as huge as a mountain, even if it didn't need to fire cannons, it would still be possible just by relying on its body. Block the Chinese?
The river is only more than thirty meters wide in total, and the warships can't even turn around. As long as they block the front and rear, and the army comes up to surround them, these Chinese can be starved to death without fighting.
What I thought was so beautiful, even more beautiful than Consul Ferdinand who was suffering from vomiting and diarrhea!
But more than forty minutes later, the people of Port Said were suddenly surprised to find that the Maranta, which had just entered the canal, actually moved back again.
"Oh God! The French warships are so advanced that they can actually sail backwards? No, the wind is in the wrong direction. The wind is blowing to the south. How can the warships retreat to the north..."
"Don't be stupid, look behind you...that weird battleship is pushing back against the sailboat! It's such a powerful force..."
The whole city was in an uproar. People were desperately calling for friends. Adults and children all crowded towards both sides of the canal. Soon there were 40,000 to 50,000 Port Said citizens watching the excitement.
The counselor, who had just cheered for the French warship, was almost pushed down the river. Under the protection of a group of soldiers, he climbed to the roof of a private house before he was safe.
Seeing the incredible scene in front of him, the counselor was speechless. "God...this, this, this...what is this?"
"Tell me is this a dream? Is this a dream..."
Of course it was not a dream. The Maranta was still fighting. The flames in its boiler room never stopped. The coal shoveler was almost exhausted. The reciprocating crankshaft was turning desperately, and the underwater propeller did not stop.
The wind direction in the sky has not changed, the wind strength has not weakened, and the huge white sails are still swaying!
But just like that, the Maranta was still pushed out by the Zhiyuan little by little.
The French people present were almost dying of embarrassment. If there was a crack in the ground, they would all have to crawl through it. The scene in front of them was like a little girl struggling desperately, trying to escape from the hands of the Oriental gangster.
She pushed and pushed forward as hard as she could, but the gangster always just smiled contemptuously and pushed her toward the corner bit by bit.
"No one can save you, and no one is willing to save you! You overestimated little girl, who asked you to rush to get in front of the gangster? You deserve it!"
The entire canal crossing Port Said suddenly turned into a parade ground for the Chinese to show off their military prowess. The Zhiyuan made its debut with such a high profile, which suddenly overwhelmed the entire city.
The majesty of the Maranta just now was like the torn pieces of underwear of a helpless girl, flying messily in the wind!
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