"Although we have no formal diplomatic relations with the Netherlands...... But there has never been a war confrontation...... The involvement of the Chinese in the war this time is entirely an internal affair of the Chinese community...... Please exercise restraint......"

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"If you don't take the initiative to attack...... There will not be a single bullet fired from our Chinese warship...... The Zhiyuan's only mission was to quell the genocide against the Chinese...... The war must cease today......"

"Please...... Downsail ...... Decelerate...... Close the gun door...... Exit the Bay ......"

Every word smashed into the hearts of the Dutch officers and soldiers like a hammer, and the honorifics on the surface could not hide Sensen's murderous intent, and Malvik clenched his fists with mixed feelings in his heart.

How could there ever be a Chinese who flaunted their might at the Europeans on the sea? The former sea coachman is now reduced to being held to the nose by someone else with a cannon, and finally threatens to disarm!

Downsail ...... Decelerate...... Close the gun door...... Get out of the bay!

Where is this polite negotiation, this is nothing more than a threat from the opposite side, this is a shame!

All the soldiers felt a strong sense of shame, they have always regarded themselves as a superior people in Asia, and the whites have always been above the food chain, when did they fall to the point of obeying the orders of these Chinese?

Fight! Give orders to fight! Even if the enemy is a steel beast, for the pride of Europa's civilization, fight...... All the sailors were shouting in their hearts, but it was strange...... It's just shouting in my heart.

Just when Malvik was tangled, struggling, and in pain, he suddenly whimpered...... The loud bang frightened everyone's faces pale, it turned out that the Zhiyuan horn sounded the whistle, and the high-pressure steam rushed out of the pipe, letting out a long and terrifying roar.

"Obey the other party's commands...... Downsail ...... Decelerate...... Close the cannon door......" Malvik subconsciously shouted, but at that moment his tears fell.

"We ...... We withdrew from the Gulf...... This war has nothing to do with us!"

"Captain......" exclaimed from the deck, but Malvik could hear a hint of relief in his voice.

The two Dutch warships accepted the conditions of the Zhiyuan very well and began to close the gun doors and slow down towards the outside of the bay, and Xiang Ying also let them go as promised and did not make a bad move, and the two armies passed by the bay by mistake.

The majesty of the steel battleship must be experienced at close range, when the two armies staggered, Malvik was only more than fifty meters away from the port side of the Zhiyuan, and at this distance he could even see a figure in the command room wearing a marshal's uniform, maybe he was Xiao Letian.

The steel battleship released infinite coercion at close range, the completely steel hull crushed like a mountain, the dense rivets were combined into strange patterns, the towering main gun had lifted its gun jacket and was ready to shoot, and countless sailors were busy.

It wasn't until the Dutchmen had seen the Zhiyuan's armament up close that they realized how wise the decision had just been.

Not to mention the 210 caliber main guns, the rapid-fire guns and Gatling guns on both sides of the hull are not something that the two old battleships can resist, the Armstrong rapid-fire guns, the Haggaeus rapid-fire guns are lifted one by one, the sailors are on standby, and the barrels of the black holes are murderously vigilant against the two Dutch battleships.

A chill broke out in the back of everyone's necks, if the Chinese choose to eat black at this moment, a salvo at a distance of fifty meters estimates that there will be no living people on the decks of the two battleships.

The little grievances and unwillingness just now have all turned into luck and luck at this moment, and everyone prayed to God from the bottom of their hearts, thanking God for saving their lives and not burying them here.

After this battle, Malvik sent a telegram to China, detailing the Zhiyuan's powerful combat effectiveness and hoping that the Kingdom of the Netherlands would also build its own steel warship.

However, the Netherlands has given up the strategy of a large navy at this moment and has chosen the national policy of building a country based on commerce, and the warships will naturally not be built, but this telegram came into the hands of the British by chance, and it is said that because of this telegram, the process of Britain's manufacture of steel warships has increased by 30% out of thin air.

The Dutchman's retreat was not in Xiao Letian's eyes at all, and he was watching the battle in the command cabin at the moment, and he didn't even bother to glance at the two wooden boats that were staggered around him.

The telescope showed the panicked indigenous army in the harbor, and in the distance was a chaotic crowd of people, Xiao Lotian shook his head and said lightly, "I gave you a quota of three shells...... Isn't that a bit too much? I feel like it's a bit wasteful!"

"Just these monkeys, can you use the Zhiyuan to make a move? The army can already wrap up......"

Xiang Ying hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, no, no...... The Führer's words are wrong, the Zhiyuan must be fired, and we must make these natives feel the most powerful destructive power, and let them feel the terrifying atmosphere like the arrival of the gods, which will be beneficial to our future rule......"

After speaking, Xiang Ying immediately ordered, as if she was afraid that Xiao Lotian would regret it, "The target is two kilometers ahead...... Blow up the enemy camp on the docks...... Single launch!"

On the deck, Lin Zhen, the gunner, in the heavy rain, shouted, "Fifty kilograms of medicine are packed and filled...... One high-explosive projectile...... Elevation angle of five degrees...... Launch!"

The tow rope jerked, and there was a loud bang, and the storm shook all the water droplets on the deck and blew them in all directions.

From a distance, it was as if the bow of the Zhiyuan suddenly bloomed with a white mist flower of water vapor and raindrops, and a little red in the middle was the tail flame of a sprayed and roaring cannonball.

Almost instantly, fire and smoke erupted from the Aboriginal coalition base camp on the docks.

It is difficult to describe the power of the 210 high-explosive shells in words, especially the projectiles of the Zhiyuan have begun to fully popularize smokeless gunpowder, especially the nitroglycerin explosives produced by Nobel Corporation, which has increased the power of the shells.

At present, the first batch of chemical researchers of the Chinese nationality, of course, cannot be called chemists now, they are studying the application of picric acid in explosives technology, which is Xiao Letian's secret scientific research project, and the Chinese have indeed been at the forefront of the world in the research of explosives.

Picric acid has not yet been produced, but new smokeless explosives have been widely used, and this shell is three times more powerful than ordinary black powder and twice as powerful as maroon gunpowder.

The survivors recounted that when there was a sudden strange noise in the sky, a sun suddenly lit up in the middle of the dock, and the blinding light only existed for a moment, and then quickly dimmed.

But the wind blew from that moment!