"The upper class gentleman from Norwich, the East India Company's franchise merchant, Sir William Clifford in England pays tribute to the winners! Please allow the winners to abide by the ancient traditions, uphold the spirit of fraternity, mercy and kindness, and allow my faithful subordinates to surrender to you. In order to praise your virtue of tolerance, my faithful second deputy, Paul Scott from Wales, will pay for my years of savings of five hundred pounds. In the name of the Lord Jesus, they will put down their weapons, obey the laws and regulations set by the winners, and wait for your verdict." Paul Scott, the second deputy of the "Lucky Jenny" whose hair was wet by the fog, conveyed the words of William Clifford to Lu Ming.

"Tell me, pirate, where is your captain?" Lu Ming, wearing a light blue naval officer's regular suit, was wearing white gloves and leaning on a saber. He looked at Paul Scott, who was bowing in front of him, and asked slowly.

"We are not... Mr. Captain, he refused to board the ship with us, he said... he said that in order to shoulder the responsibility of defeat, as well as the glory and pride of England, he decided... to sink with his beloved "Lucky Jenny." The young second mate said intermittently, and at the end he had already shed tears of weakness.

"Do you want to commit suicide..." Lu Ming murmured to himself, turning his head to look at the "Lucky Jenny" that was slowly sinking dozens of meters away. On the deck, the gun deck, William Clifford and his first mate stood in front of the railing, silently looking at the tall hull of the "August 10th".

A huge wave came, and Clifford and the two who had been soaked in the ankles of sea water and the Lucky Jenny sank into the sea bottom together, leaving only a pile of fragments floating on the sea.

Everyone was a little confused for a moment. At this moment, the former first-class staff officer of the Navy who went to the Beagle for contact, now the first lieutenant of the battleship "August 10" and the Navy Lieutenant Sang Kai returned on a traffic boat. He walked straight behind Lu Ming and whispered: "Commander-in-Chief, the results of the battle over there have been counted. The sailors, crew members and army soldiers killed a total of 78 people, including 6 officers and 11 officers; 82 were injured, of which 9 were officers and 15 were non-commissioned officers. In addition, the captured British merchant ship "Lemon" was seriously leaking, and Guo Zili is expected to sink within a few hours. They are currently working to transfer personnel and cargo."

"In addition to the casualties on our three ships, our total number of casualties this time reached an unprecedented 181 people..." Lu Ming said sadly, "The essence of the navy has suffered undue losses. I underestimated the British's reaction. I should have thought that they would implement the fleet system. I will take responsibility when I go back this time."

Sang Kai's lips opened, as if he wanted to persuade him, but he didn't say anything after all.

"How is Yuri?" Lu Ming asked in a hoarse voice.

Yuri was an intern officer on the Beagle and an alternate naval lieutenant. Lu Ming had been trying to transfer the first-year student of this Navy School to his ship for a long time, but he gave up because this might not be conducive to his growth. Unfortunately, there was an unexpected situation. In the previous battle, Yuri, who acted as a grenade, was hit in the abdomen by the British man's melee gun. Unfortunately, he was seriously injured. The 19mm caliber lead bullet almost completely crushed the abdomen of the Russian boy. At this moment, the 18-year-old boy was already dying.

"It's almost gone, Jiwen, Kyle and the others are accompanying him..." Thinking of the once tall and handsome Russian boy's face now, Sang Kai couldn't help but sigh.

"Accompany me to the Beagle." Lu Ming said, and Sang Kai nodded.

When Lu Ming passed by Paul Scott, the second deputy of the "Lucky Jenny", Lu Ming paused and asked, "Welshman, how old are you this year? Do you have any wishes next?"

"I'm twenty, sir." Paul Scott replied, "Mr. Clifford is dead, my life is completely ruined. I just want to go back to my hometown, marry Anne, and…"

"Say goodbye to Annie." Lu Ming was silent for a while, then said. After that, he walked away without looking back.

The sailor leader Tim, on August 10, looked at Paul Scott with an unfriendly look. He had just received the order that all officers on the surrendered British armed merchant ships must be executed without exception, and ordinary British sailors must be executed.

The so-called "exceptions" are nothing more than a few: valuable officers who have experience in the East, who are familiar with the internal affairs of the British Navy, who are familiar with the North Sea, the Baltic Sea and Russian routes, and those who are familiar with the Mediterranean routes, can also get a chance to be pardoned, provided that they are willing to completely surrender to the East Coast Republic of China.

Obviously, this Paul Scott is not like someone who can get pardoned.

The British sailors and officers on several small boats climbed onto the deck of the "August 10" one by one according to the requirements of the East Coast people, and then were firmly tied up and thrown aside by the wolves and tiger sailors with hemp ropes.

Lu Ming sat on the traffic boat, silently looked at the numb-faced British people, and sighed softly. Among these British people, there may be many of them with only a few hours left in their lives. War is so cruel. Why can't I always let it go?

The damage to the Beagle is very serious.

Lu Ming and Sang Kai climbed onto the deck and looked roughly. They saw that the lower sail of the main mast and the middle sail were damaged on a large area, the rear mast was severely damaged, and the bow spur was completely broken by a shell; there were no less than ten shells on the bow gun deck, and the walls of the kitchen and sailor's lounge were riddled with holes; the captain's room and the third-floor bridge on the second floor of the stern building were also hit many times, and the facilities were seriously damaged; three of the 24 artillery guns were destroyed and must be repaired before they could be used again; on the walls, the decks were embedded with broken iron sheets and steel nails, indicating the tragic battles before...

The sea funeral ceremony is being held on the deck of the Beagle.

The sailors are children of the sea, and their destination is naturally the sea.

The cleaned remains were neatly placed on the deck. The soldiers put brand new naval dresses for their comrades and brothers, and then gently placed the remains in a thin-skinned coffin made of Paranazon amid the sound of the Taoist priests on the ship. Because there were too many soldiers killed in battle, several boat repairmen on the ship made a batch of coffins with spare ship materials to mow the bodies.

The surviving sailors and soldiers stood side by side on the deck, and the musicians played a low sorrowful joy. Several sailors walked past each of them with merit boxes. Each person who was passed would take out more or less coins from his pocket and throw them into the merit box. The money was raised by all the surviving people to provide pensions for the families of the dead brothers.

The sailor paused as usual when he walked to Lu Ming and Sang Kai. Sang Kai took out two five-yuan coins from his pocket and put them in the merit box; while Lu Ming took out two golden French Aiju gold coins (worth 66 yuan) from his pocket and put them in gently.

The sailor was stunned for a moment, and then bowed to thank him: "Your Excellency Commander-in-Chief, you are such a kind and generous commander. The omniscient and omnipotent Taishang Laojun will bless you."

"They fought for the interests of the Republic until the last moment, and all of us living should pay the highest respect to them. Although there is state pension, as their supreme commander, I must do something for them." Lu Ming waved his hand and signaled the sailors to continue to raise funds.

After the fundraising was completed, amid the sound of farewell cannons fired by the gunners, the solemn sailors nailed the coffin cover and slowly slid the coffin from the side of the ship into the sea.

Yuri still couldn't survive. The rolling in his abdomen when the lead was shot completely took away any possibility of his life. The young alternate officer and intern of the Navigation School closed his eyes unwillingly after seeing Lu Ming for the last time.

Lu Ming, who accompanied Yuri through the last journey, had frost on his face, which was the first student who died under his command. He devoted great feelings to every student in the Navigation School, and everyone's departure made him feel extremely sad, which made him feel even more disgusted with those British people.

After a hurry to meet with Chen Tumu, the captain of the Beagle, Lu Ming returned to his ship on a traffic boat again.

The British sailors and officers on the captured Lemon have been sent to the "August 10" by traffic boats. What awaits them will be a different fate of sadness and joy.

The sailor leader from the Netherlands brought a piece of paper, which listed the names of some English officers who did not meet the "pardon" standards after interrogation. Of course, the rest were people who had clearly stated their surrender and were willing to serve the Eastern Republic. The names listed on these papers were naturally of no value.

Lu Ming scanned casually and saw that the young man named Paul Scott was ranked first. He did not continue to look closely, but directly drew a big circle with a pen, circled all the names, and then threw the pen and went back to the captain's room.

Tim stared at Sankai with a pen and paper blankly.

"What else do you think? Is the commander-in-chief still unclear? Execute them all!" Sang Kai raised his eyebrows and said, "Go and execute them quickly. Remember to let those British sailors and prisoners take action. Whoever is unwilling to do the same is called "sacrifice of the title"? Go and do it quickly, the alternate lieutenant."

Tim gave a salute, then turned around and arranged to go.

Soon, there was a commotion among the British officials on the deck: some cursed, some cried quietly, some begged for mercy, and some prayed wholeheartedly.
Chapter completed!