Bruce and Molière were politically exiled by the French Emperor together, a fact that had long been confirmed by Prussian intelligence. This is already the greatest protection given to them by Napoleon III, in the midst of shouts and killings, they just don't reuse and don't behead and shoot, if they are not absolute henchmen, it is impossible to have this treatment.

Xiang Ying analyzed the situation in front of him in a blink of an eye, and he hammered his head hard, "Damn, we are greedy for merit!"

"After the French fleet that attacked the Ryukyus returned to Europe from Hong Kong, I still wondered why all the news was lost? It turned out that it was sent to the arsenal for technical upgrades, and Bruce and Molière were not political exiles, but just refrigerated!"

"Is the Emperor really having a leg with Molière? Is it really as good as the dragon and the sun? Otherwise, why would it be protected to such an extent! Now that Bruce and the Glory are here, there is only one possibility, that our whereabouts have been revealed, or that our identities have been guessed by the French......"

"That's why our mortal enemies will be dispatched, and they are here to take revenge!"

At this time, Bruce, who was tied up, gradually sobered up, he shook his head and tried his best to throw aside the blood covering his eyes, and only then did he vaguely see the Chinese soldiers in front of him.

"Huh...... Hehehe...... "He didn't laugh angrily, "We didn't guess wrong, it's really Chinese, it's really Xiao Letian's subordinates...... I didn't even think that Prussia was so close to you, and that you had already reached an alliance?"

"Damn Prussians, you have made an alliance with the infidels, you will go to hell after all! You have forgotten the glory of your ancestors, and the spirit of the Teutonic Knights has been completely abandoned by you...... Phew!"

A mouthful of bloody spit flew towards Steven, and the soldier ducked with his head tilted, and he didn't get angry but calmly saluted and said, "No, Your Excellency General, you are wrong!" Xiao Letian is not a heretic, on the contrary, he is a devout Protestant, when the Prime Minister leaves Hamburg, all the churches in the Hamburg city ring the bell to see off the Prime Minister......"

"During the Austro-Prussian War, the Prime Minister's wife visited all the churches in the city to pray for the soldiers on the front, and what the Prime Minister did was immensely admired by the Bishop...... As for the souls of these Chinese, they are even more noble, at least in our eyes, they are nobler than you French......"

"Shut up...... Bruce jumped up like crazy and rushed at Steven to hit him, but was hugged by the soldier next to him.

Steven sneered and said, "The fire in the Hamburg orphanage was caused by Chinese soldiers who rushed in to save people, and all the children still remember these benefactors...... Did you know that at the University of Hamburg, almost every week the rescued orphans send flowers to the Chinese students, and this tradition has not stopped until now!"

"And who lit that fire? It was you French spies, shameless fellows who didn't even spare orphans, and now you want to talk to us about the spirit ......of the Knights?"

All the Prussian soldiers present spat on the deck, and if they didn't spit in Bruce's face, they were already gentlemen.

Bruce's expression was a little stunned, but after a few seconds he smiled again, "Hahaha...... I'm too lazy to talk to you, you damned devils, you won't live for a few days, the main British and French navies will be dispatched, they will weave an iron web across the Atlantic, and they will eventually tear you to pieces......"

"You can't escape this fate even if you run to the edge of the sky!hahaha......"

Xiang Ying rushed up and grabbed him by the collar, "Where is Molière, is he with you?" Listening to Xiang Ying's roar, Bruce was even happier.

"Hahaha, are you scared? There is a look of fear in your eyes? yes, that's fear...... Molière is right, you are afraid of revealing your identity, you have no time......"

"If you can't escape, the telegraph network will send the latest military orders to the whole world, Africa, South America, the Indian Ocean...... All the British and French military ports will get the information of your warship, and all the naval fleets will be dispatched to intercept you on the sea!"

"I know your ships are powerful, but don't forget that you only have one, and we have an endless ...... I don't believe that you have countless supplies, and I don't believe that you will never run out of coal and ammunition!"

Bruce was about to go crazy laughing, Xiang Ying had already got the answer he wanted, and at this time Lin Zhen ran over from the stern with the soldiers, "Captain, there is no shadow of Molière, but he just tortured a soft bone in the stern building, he confessed everything, and the cruiser that was blown up was the Piety...... In addition, two cruisers, the Gaul and the Holy, sank our Kunshan......"

"But Sun Chu saw that they were very brave, and they did not disgrace us Chinese until they died, and at the most critical moment they chose to engage in broadside battles, the Gauls had already sunk them, and the Holy One had also been injured!"

"I see! Molière must have fled here during the battle, he went to join the Holy, he was going to escape! Damn, his purpose was to send our intelligence back to Europe, cunning fox!"

"Take all the prisoners back to the Zhiyuan, set fire to the ammunition compartment of the Glory, blow up and sink this ship......"

"Zhiyuan to the east...... Burn the wind...... Catch up with the Holy!Molière must not be allowed to return to Europe with information......"

"Signal the supply clippers to the west to cruise the waters west of Cape Verde and wait for us to come back and join them......"

The Zhiyuan immediately went into action, and the sailors in the boiler room almost stripped naked, and sent coal to the boiler with big shovels naked, and the people roasted by the raging flames were dripping with oil.

The boiler's manometer needle scurbled upwards, the huge mechanical crankshaft began to spin at an accelerated pace, and the coal-burning smoke pulled kilometers of gray and white smoke out of the chimney.

The people dragged Major General Bruce and the other soldiers on board like a dead dog, and the Major General desperately resisted and struggled desperately, desperately scolding in French slang, and in exchange for Daniel's two rifle butts, which was finally honest.

"Shut your mouth, you are now our captive...... Turn around and look at the hapless Holy, he'll be blown to pieces in front of you......"

General Bruce was stunned, he turned his head to look at the Glory, which he had commanded for 20 years, and suddenly tears rolled down his face, this is a battleship that has accompanied him throughout his career, for him this is life.

After graduating from the Naval Academy, he came to the Indian Ocean for an internship, starting as a second officer until he officially became the captain of the Glory at the age of 30, from a major to a lieutenant colonel, and a colonel...... worked until brigadier general and major general, and spent three-quarters of his career on the Glory.

And today, the Glory was about to sink before his eyes, and his heart was like a knife stabbed, dripping with blood.