The entrance to the North Sea of ​​the English Channel is not wide. The northwest is the Island of England and the southeast is the European continent. Island countries have always had a tradition of advocating naval forces, except for the Philippines and Indonesia.

The Clifford Army chose to set the maritime defense line at this narrow intersection, rather than London or Amsterdam.

This is likely to be the last battle in this world. Although Fang Xian was relieved to Gruhart's command, he also replaced it with a long-lost battle cloak.

"The enemy is much smarter this time." Gruhart ordered the fleet to maintain the longest distance. "Admiral, the enemy has four fleets, defending on the other side of the strait in an arc."

"It means to lead the king into the trap." Fang Xian asked, "In my memory, there are only three fleets of the British Navy, where did the fourth one come from?"

Gruhart shrugged: "According to the intelligence, I'm afraid the admiral of the Fourth Fleet is that general."

"Well, Barudis will actually surrender to Clifford... But this is also expected. Even if he fled back, there would be no navy that could command him."

"Yes, England is his only choice." Gruhart paused and asked for advice. "Admiral, this war is inevitable, but I think it is not the best time for our army to fight."

"oh?"

"Since Barudis is there, he must have disclosed all the information about our army to Clifford, which means that they now know the artillery schedule of our army. Even so, they still chose a stationary formation to prepare for artillery attacks. I think they must have something to rely on."

"No need to think about it, this is obvious." Fang Xian shook his head. "They occupied Amsterdam and also occupied the shipyard I smashed with gold. Whether it was a battleship or a fire gun, they had it."

"Yes, admiral, we plan the worst... Suppose they are all equipped with the most advanced continuous cannons." Gruhart summarized the intelligence, "The enemy has four fleets. For this distance, there are two pure battleship fleets, one led by Clifford, one led by Barudis. The other two are old British navy. We also have four fleets, two ironclad fleets, one battleship fleet, and one large Spanish sailing fleet. In the case of artillery battle between the two sides, I don't think there is any advantage, let alone the other side is the most elite British navy ever."

"If war is an arithmetic problem, what else do you and I do?" Fang Xian said with a smile.

"Admiral... In this terrain, we rushed through the strait, which was like throwing himself into a trap. There were 4 consecutive gun fleets there, and thousands of cannons were waiting for us. This was simply..."

"suicide?"

"Yes, suicide," Gruhart said earnestly, "We have allies all over the world. Your macro strategic plan has always been like this, and I don't understand why you chose to fight alone. Our best plan is to gather all the allies here and use the advantage of quantity to build up the road to victory."

"Gruhart is an ally with them, but also a weak ally. Napang from the Indian Ocean will illuminate the white flag when he sees pirates. Woodin is not interested in leaving Iraq, the thing in Africa. I bet he has never fired a gun. Heileding vowed not to step out of the Mediterranean. As for those guys in the New World, God knows who they will fire at when they really fight... The only one I have hope for is the Dutch. Their capital has fallen."

The two of them reacted at the same time that this suicide bombing seemed to be just to annihilate their own battleships, but the large sailing ship was not damaged at all. It seems that the firepower of the battleship is more than twice that of ordinary sailing ships, but its durability is only a little more than that of ordinary battleships.

When the Clifford Army once again aimed at the ironclad ship, they found that they were close to each other.

Four of the eight ironclad ships bit the flagships where Clifford and Barudis are located, and the remaining four rushed towards the enemy closest to them.

In the face of such a terrifying firepower network, the Iron Craft still won the opportunity for hand-to-hand combat.

Of course, Clifford has made the most correct choice. If he keeps biting the ironclad ship and shooting, he will definitely be the first to lose.

12 to 8.

Two ironclad ships attacked front and back, hitting the Clifford flagship in the center, and all the two iron plates hooked the battleships, and tons of sailors launched a charge towards the ship.

While loading the musket, Clifford flagship instantly broke in the counterattack battle, and a large area of ​​kiln sailors rushed to the deck.

A shirtless figure was rumored, and the serrated sword that symbolized identity was slashed and killed.

"It's him!" Clifford said in surprise, "As the admiral of the fleet, he was not on the ship that was bombarded from afar, but on the charge ironclad ship, this madman!"

Fang Xian personally led a group of sailors to flood the British troops on the deck like a flood.

Soon, Clifford was left on the deck.

Fang Xian wiped his hands and walked towards this enemy who had never met before, but was an unprecedentedly powerful enemy.

"Give you a chance to fight one-on-one." He smiled.

Clifford looked at the swaying sword and instinctively told him not to use his own tricks to fight him.

"I won't lose." Clifford encouraged to calm down.

Fang Xian smiled and said, "Oh? The British naval commander said such childish words?"

"It's not about our duel, it's about this battle." Clifford must have said, "You've lost."

He no longer hesitated and pulled out a "musket" from his arms.

Just as everyone was about to rush forward, he saw him holding up his musket and firing into the sky, and the colorful fireworks quickly resounded in the air.

Fang Xian narrowed his eyes, sighed, and then shouted to everyone: "Jump into the sea!!"

The sailors all jumped onto the railing without any hesitation and jumped into the sea.

"What? You?" Clifford was shocked, "Don't you capture me?"

"Diet people are not called prisoners." Fang Xian stopped talking nonsense and jumped into the sea with the kiln sailors.

Clifford was dull and his desperate tactics were cracked so easily?

That was a firm order. After the entire army saw the signal flare, they did not need to make any consideration to start free shelling. That is to say, if an iron-clad ship bites a warship, the ships around him could sank everything in that range without considering their own life and death.

Clifford decided to cast a signal flare at the expense of himself, and then he put his two ironclad ships on him and the terrible man would be buried in the sea with him.

About 15 seconds later, countless shells hit Clifford's flagship.

After the chaotic shelling, the three ships sank together. Clifford did not choose to jump into the sea in the end, but instead coexisted with his warship in the flames forever.

11 to 6...)
Chapter completed!