The entry ceremony was so grand. With the sound of footsteps of the batch, the Ming army quickly stood all over the city gate towers of the city of London like a magic weapon that fell from the sky. Then they knocked the trigger at the bottom. I never expected that the British who were still in the semi-feudal era could still come out such a strong army. The coalition forces that were still leisurely commemorating the paintings were caught off guard. In the smoke of gunpowders, no matter the French musketeers or Spanish conquerors, they all rushed to the ground.

By now, the Ming army's standard muskets have been replaced by the sixth generation. All the rifled guns are close to the standard pointed hollow bullets. The muskets have gradually replaced bows and arrows because of their excellent armor-breaking ability. Even the Agamesone plate armor most carefully created by Milan craftsmen cannot withstand this gun. In front of the city gate, it has become a massacre.

Fortunately, before the war started, the commanders at all levels had an explanation that they would not kill generals. The feudal nobles in the West were sometimes more effective than one more coroner. In the rain of bullets, Prince Philip, Marshal Giles, Duke Andre, and a group of great nobles escaped from the heavens in a terror.

Seeing the French Guards lying in front of the London Harbour Gate, their eyes were red, like a loser, Giles angrily picked up Philip's two rows of pure gold buttons of collars, and roared furiously: "Don't you Spaniards mean that the army is blocked in the New World and cannot pass Britain? Is this wall arising out of hell?"

Similarly, the elite of Spain died all over the place, Philip also furiously shook his hand away and roared without any aristocratic demeanor: "The intelligence provided by Spain is that South America has always been in the hands of the sacred Spanish Kingdom. I stopped the Ming army in the new continent without saying that. How do I know how these Ming army flew over? Besides! Aren't you French always boasted that the army's number one in the world? You are afraid of this round of defeat. You French are simply cowards!"

This is why Europe cannot form a unified empire. Before the war begins, the two senior commanders themselves pinched themselves, and there were still gunfire behind them. The Marquis of Norwegian Palasen, who came to play soy sauce, was simply a Nordic bear hug, hugged them all together, pressing their heads and shouting.

"The British also have colonies in North America! Maybe they came by land and then by boat. Now the focus is on how to kill the pagan Mingren. After the war is over, you will have to duel!"

When the duel was heard, the two noble children were all cowardly. Looking back at the city wall left by the ancient Romans, the Ming army was still firing fire to suppress the port area. The French marshal finally cheered up a little and turned around and shouted loudly at the French battleship next to each other.

"Fire the cannon and bombard the pagans!"

The order was transmitted to the warship through panic messengers, but just now this giant war machine was used as the background by a group of noble children. It leaned flat on the shore, and the cannon angle was not reachable at all. Under Giles' anxious urging, the French sailors raised their anchors and raised their sails in sweat. After a few minutes, the dark cannon barrel was late to extend out of the cannon cabin.

However, this kung fu, a rumbling sound of cannon like thunder, suddenly landed at the narrow entrance of the Thames River. In an instant, heat waves steeped, fragments flew, and a click, a big hole was made at the middle mast of the main ship Champagne, which had consumed unknown amounts of manpower and material resources. The mast creaked and slapped on the ground. The rookie-level French sailor fled in scattering like a fertilized duck, but the cannon was still not fired.

If it was just panic for the French on the shore, it would be an absolute disaster for Curt, who fled back to the Victory. At sea level, four high black smoke pillars have always been his nightmare. Now this nightmare has come true again. Looking at the four iron armored ships taking the lead, the mighty royal navy of the Ming Dynasty, Curt forgot even his breath in an instant.

He really couldn't understand how the Ming army unknowingly bypassed such a huge fleet of ships and South American colonies? Did the Spanish lie? They had turned against the Ming army? Impossible! The Ming Dynasty rose at sea, and the first one was to suffer either the Netherlands or Spain! The interests of the two countries were in conflict!

In such a short period of time, all the huge South America fell? It is impossible! Don’t say how difficult the battles in the tropical rainforest are to fight. If the South American colonies cannot support them, the Spaniards would probably call on the entire Western European Catholic countries to support it as soon as possible.

Could it be that the Ming army really can fly?

In fact, if there were decades of industrial progress and transforming the steam engine into an internal combustion engine for burning oil, Mao Jue might be able to make the plane come out, but now the Ming army really can't fly.

However, there were two kinds of road construction efficiency in later generations. One was called foreigners and the other was called Chinese people to build roads. This paradox was also effective in this era. In five months, the West built 95 main warships in Toulon, and Mao Xingjian dug a 19-kilometer route to the Pacific Ocean on the shore of Lake Nicaragua. The main fleet of Ming Dynasty, which departed from mid-last year, happened to pass through the newly opened Nicaragua Canal, and then arrived at the thirteen British colonies along the North American continent. After a round of supplies there, it was along the coastline of Greenland. Just when Toulon vowed to expedition to Britain, the Ming Dynasty fleet had already arrived in Britain.

The roaring whistle of the ironclad ship finally woke Curt up. No matter how the Ming army came, the war must continue and must be won. If you lose, everything will be lost!

A dark haze finally appeared in the old guy's pupils. He turned around with a crutch. He trembled at the Dutch captain of the Victory and ordered: "Take Victory as the forward, rush up and sink these four bright ships!"

"Sir?"

He couldn't believe his ears, looking at the four iron armored ships that were constantly spraying bombs into the port while walking, the captain asked in horror.

His face had become completely dark. After looking at his horror, Curt said with difficulty after a few seconds of silence.

"For the Netherlands! For freedom!"

This time, there was nothing more to say. After a salute, the Dutch captain personally returned to the rear axle, raised the rudder with his own hands, and drove into the North Sea first from the warships crowded in the port, carrying a sense of sadness. This battleship, which represents the highest level and glory of Dutch shipbuilding, faced the iron armored battleship sprayed with black smoke and moved forward quickly.

However, standing in the bulletproof glass of the second main gun, commander Sun Chun didn't even look at it. After the Battle of Cebu Sea, the iron armored flagship renamed Luzon rushed forward straight.

Click ~

Just like an axe chopping wood, the 180-mm thick armored battleship, a fifty-meter-long iron armored battleship slashed straight into the bow of the Victory. With the crackling sound, the wood chips splattered. The Dutch sailors in the cannon cabin flew backwards with the heavy naval guns in horror. Several tons of artillery fire crushed over, and everywhere they went, there was a ferocious blood.

"Dutch, attack!!!"

On the side of the ship, after a huge impact, the sailors who fell all over the ground, under the leadership of the first mate, heroically held up the sailor's scimitar and short musket, and swung along the cable to the Ming army's iron armored ship. Some swung their swords and smashed the front decks, and some carried axes and slashed the sealed cabin doors. In front of Sun Chun, several Dutch sailors knocked the trigger at her without fear of death. After the banging gunshot, a large string of pockmarks were shot out from the thick bulletproof glass surface.

After taking a irritable look, Sun Chun shouted at the sound tube: "High-power, crush it!"

Under the cabin, in the boiler room, the coal filler, sweating profusely, threw high-quality North American coal into the coal stove even more crazily. Four huge steam engines were fully activated, the huge bearings drove the gears, and the propeller at the stern instantly became several times faster. The Dutch captain who was controlling the rudder clearly felt like a deep-sea beast was shaking his hull violently. The Victory was obviously pushed backwards, and the cracks of Gabagaba appeared one by one on the front deck of the ironclad ship.

As they accelerated rapidly, the Dutch sailors climbing onto the ironclad ship fell into the water like lice. More than a dozen people screamed in fear and were swept into the back of the hull by the turbulence. Then, a pool of ferocious blood suddenly flooded out.

He used all his energy to eat. The veins on his forehead bulged, and the blood vessels on his arms were bulging as if they were about to burst at any time. He roared. The Dutch captain was desperately moving the rudder so that the Victory could withstand it for a longer time. Unfortunately, his efforts were futile in vain. With the huge sound of breaking, the iron-clad ship that was advancing like a man bull broke the Victory five meters off the bow of the Victory. The cable was pulled eastward, and the foremast broke in response to the sound, losing balance. The heavy ship was thrown out for several circles. Then the bow of the ship was heavy and low into the water, and Gudu began to sink.

However, before Sun Chunsong could breathe a sigh of relief, the next Western battleship rushed towards him, fearlessly, and even if she staggered, the bow of the slightly bent ironclad ship was stuck into the hull of another Western battleship.

There are also heroes in the West!

Several battleships rushed over. Although the iron-clad ships were powerful, there were only four. Among the broken main battleships, they could not get out for a while. They looked helplessly at the French and Spaniards waving cold weapons and smashing their ships randomly. Sun Chun shook his head with headache and shouted helplessly.

"Send a signal flare and the ironclad ship is trapped, let General Pang Dahai fight on his own!"

On the gust of waves, a large pile of ships were trapped in the middle. The remaining navies of the two countries finally collided fairly, with almost the same tactics. The outer battleships surrounded and used long-range firepower to kill and injure the enemy ships. The main fleet collided and crossed together like cavalry. Within a distance of two hundred meters, whether it was the Ming army or the Western European gunners, they all waved their swords with red eyes and knocked down the flintlock machine fiercely. The heavy shells were spitting out of each other. Within the crackling sound of explosions, bloody wood fragments peeled off from the hull.

Just as the main warships were fighting in the sea of ​​rage, on the coast, the auxiliary ships were also crazy. They rushed straight to the beach regardless of the sails. With the presence of iron-clad ships, the Western navy was destined to have no upper hand, so the 14-Nation Alliance placed their hopes on the powerful army. With the sound of cracking at the bottom of the ship, groups of French troops, Spanish conquerors, and Prussian mercenaries jumped out of the damaged ship without fear of death, gathered on the beach, and then marched towards the side of the city of London.

They really have no way out!

But on the horizon, facing them, a black line slowly appeared. A bright Ming-shaped battle flag was floating in the wind, riding a war horse. As the commander, the prince of the Ming Dynasty, Mao Xingjian, wearing a black battle robe, also walked to the front line.
Chapter completed!