"It's broken," Xiao Lotian in the command cabin roared, and his whole head was about to explode. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Why didn't you look at this stinky boy, if the emperor of the Great Qing Kingdom died here, the situation in the whole of Asia would collapse!

At the moment of lightning, countless terrifying pictures appeared in Xiao Letian's mind, the madness of the Manchu group, the counterattack of the Hunan army group, and even the forces of all European parties had to pounce on him.

At that time, the Chinese will be completely caught in the whirlpool of war of internal and external difficulties, where can the current Chinese have the ability to start a war with the whole world!

Just when Xiao Letian's frightened white hair and sweat came out, he found that a figure suddenly rushed out like lightning around Zai Chun, and a tiger pounced directly pressed Emperor Tongzhi on the deck.

"Hooray, Lord! The minion is here."

A snap of bullets grazed the railing and flew into the sky, just half a second, and a little later something big happened.

Jae-chun felt as if he was being crushed by a mountain of meat, and he couldn't breathe, "Who's who?"

"Long live the slave is Liu Dadao of the imperial dining room! Manager Ermao recommended me to come, you personally made the will."

"Oh, Liu doesn't care what you Liu, let go of me, crush me."

At this moment, the bow of the Zhiyuan has become a whirlpool of conflict, and more soldiers and marines behind it began to gather, and then look at the banks of the river, countless marines have merged with the British army into two iron streams, sprinting forward to surround the Maranta.

The British were really frightened enough, and as soon as they rushed to the side of the Maranta, they began to shout angrily: "Stop attacking! The Zhiyuan is a battleship protected by our British, why do you rush and stop attacking immediately!"

"Damn, who let you shoot? This is the worst diplomatic provocation"

Countless British soldiers began to surround the Maranta, and some even jumped into the middle of the canal to the side and began to climb, while the British officers on the shore kept putting pressure on the French.

"Don't shoot! Stop the fight at once! Stop all dangerous moves, calm down! Otherwise, it will be a provocation to the British Empire!"

Arnold was furious, and he scolded in the command cabin, "Bastards, you are a disgrace to Europe! Shame on you to be mixed with these Asian infidels!"

The whole Maranta had been burned with anger, and the whole of the Maranta was collectively scolding the British, and all kinds of foul language were quarreled into a pot of porridge.

And the British side was not to be outdone, and they scolded this group of French people as brainless fools.

"Stupid, stupid! Do you know what you were just doing? You are declaring war, there is His Majesty the Emperor of the Great Qing Kingdom on the Zhiyuan, and there are also the heads of the Chinese people, and you actually shoot?"

"Idiot!"

However, the two sides still did not dare to open fire, and soon the first British troops rushed to the deck and quickly intercepted a barrier with their bodies in the bow of the ship.

The conflict was suppressed for the time being, but the Zhiyuan did not have the slightest intention of stopping, and from the moment of the collision he had been unswervingly pushing the Maranta back, no matter how much the ship struggled, it could not get rid of the clutches of the Zhiyuan.

Many years later, the people of Port Said will never forget the magical experience of that day.

Trying to sleep in the early morning turned out to be a fire and a crackling shootout that woke everyone up, and as soon as I opened the window, I saw that four cargo ships had collided together, and a group of desperate Europeans were shooting at each other.

The French, who were usually invincible, are today as anxious as ants on a hot pot, and the so-called divine demeanor and aristocratic bearing have been thrown into the Mediterranean.

After more than half an hour of firefighting, none of the militants who attacked were caught alive, and in the end dozens of corpses were in their hands, and their own boat was rammed into the sea.

Then came the strong appearance of the French warship, and the mighty Maranta broke into Port Said like a silver-armored knight with an unbeatable majesty and murderous spirit, and rushed into the canal in exchange for countless cheers.

Everyone decided that the Maranta was destined to win, and not a single person in the whole Port Said thought that the French would lose, so narrow waterways, and the battleships were as huge as mountains, even if they didn't have to fire their guns, they just had to block the Chinese?

The total width of the river is more than 30 meters, and the battleship cannot turn around if it wants to, as long as it is blocked in front and back, the army goes up and surrounds it, and these Chinese can starve to death without fighting and starving.

It's so beautiful, it's more beautiful than Consul Ferdinand who vomited and diarrhea!

But more than 40 minutes later, the people of Port Said were suddenly surprised to find that the Maranta, which had just entered the canal, had actually retreated.

"Allah! The French warships are too advanced, can they still drive backwards? No, the wind is not in the right direction, the wind hangs to the south, how can the battleship retreat to the north"

"Don't be stupid, you see that strange battleship behind you is backing up against the sailboat!

Now the whole city exploded, people desperately called friends, adults and children all rushed to the banks of the canal, and soon gathered 40,000 or 50,000 citizens of Port Said.

The Counsellor, who had just cheered for the French warship, was barely squeezed into the river, and climbed to the roof of a civilian house under the protection of a group of soldiers.

Seeing the incredible scene in front of him, the counselor was speechless: "God, what is this?"

"Tell me if this is a dream, if this is a dream."

Of course it wasn't a dream, the Maranta was still fighting, the flames in his boiler room never stopped, the coal shovelers were almost exhausted, the reciprocating crankshaft was turning desperately, and the underwater propellers were not stopping.

The direction of the wind in the sky has not changed, the wind has not weakened, and the huge white sails are still blowing!

But just like that, the Maranta was still pushed out by the Zhiyuan little by little.

The French present were about to die of embarrassment, and if there was a crack in the ground, it was estimated that all of them would have to get into it, and the scene in front of them was like that of a little girl who was desperately struggling, bent on escaping from the hands of the Oriental hooligans.

She pushed desperately, desperately slammed forward, but the rascal always just smiled contemptuously, pushing her into the corner little by little.

"No one can save you, and no one wants to save you!

The entire canal that crosses Port Said suddenly became a parade ground for the Chinese to show off their combat strength, and the Zhiyuan made its debut with such a high profile, and the entire city was suddenly calmed.

Just now, the majesty of the Maranta was flying in the wind like the shredded pieces of the helpless girl's underwear!

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