Molière did not have the slightest embarrassment of the conspiracy being exposed, on the contrary, he grabbed Bruce's wrist and said unashamedly, "General, your place is not with me, please go back and command this battle......!

Bruce was stunned, he didn't expect Molière to say such a thing, he stammered angrily, "You...... How can you be so shameless as a human being! Don't forget that you are a commander personally appointed by His Majesty, and don't forget your identity as a court knight!"

Molière sneered and shook his head, "It is precisely because I still remember my accusation, and it is precisely because I am a knight canonized by His Majesty that I have to go, don't think that I am greedy for life and afraid of death, I am leaving the opportunity to be a hero to you, and I myself bear the infamy of eternal life!"

General Bruce was defeated by Molière's shamelessness, and he opened his mouth and couldn't say "you ......"

Molière leaned into his ear and said, "You are not stupid, I think with your wisdom you should be able to realize what this Chinese warship will bring! That's right, it is a revolution, a great revolution in naval equipment and tactics, and even the mode of war will change dramatically, and the geopolitical forces will be reorganized in the future......"

"My dear general, do you want all four of our warships to die here, and not one of us can go back? I have all the data and information of this battleship here, I must go back to Paris, I must tell those confused politicians what is going on in this world!"

"Isn't this the most important task? Your Excellency, your sacrifice will leave a strong mark in history, and you are destined to inspire the whole of Greece and the whole motherland with your sacrifice, just like the three hundred warriors who fought against the million-strong Persian army at Thermopylae!"

"You are the whip of God that spurs Europe, and your blood can wash away the fog in front of the eyes of the ignorant people, sober them up, and let them know what internal and external troubles we are facing in France! Even the Chinese have caught up, are they still dreaming?"

Molière put his hands on the general's shoulders and said softly, "Those who die in battle will become real heroes, and I, a deserter, will be nailed to the pillar of shame for eternity!" But I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? I am willing to sacrifice myself for the sake ......of the motherland."

General Bruce is an old navy, from the beginning of the battle, he already knew that the Zhiyuan was an epoch-making battleship, needless to say, he knew at a glance the caliber of the main gun that this was a pure steel battleship, and the battleship with steel plates wrapped around the wooden shell under his feet could not be compared at all.

Moreover, the artillery configuration arranged on the central axis is really very scientific, no matter what angle the battleship is in, and no matter what position the enemy ship is in, as long as the rotating battery can open fire. Moreover, the central axis arrangement allows all guns to easily rotate and concentrate fire on the port and starboard sides, and easily form a saturation fire attack at all angles.

And the cylindrical hollows on both sides of the bow of the ship, what is that? Could it be that the British have just developed a power torpedo tube?

All of this frightened General Bruce, who knew that he was going to lose today, and he would not be able to win the naval battle by rushing at the opponent's heavy armor protection.

But the commander-in-chief appointed by His Majesty the Emperor is Molière, who dares to say retreat if he doesn't speak? If you die in battle, you should die in battle, and as a soldier, you should have the consciousness of sacrifice, and the soldiers of France have had such a glorious spirit since ancient times.

But what's the deal with your boss sneaking away? Major General Bruce's anger is understandable.

It's a pity that he met the clever Molière, this person's eloquence is good to fight with Xiao Letian, of course, if his eloquence is not good, he doesn't want to become a close minister of Napoleon III.

The general was already fooled and lame, and he was about to shed tears when he listened to Molière's explanation: "You are right, the intelligence of this battleship is too important, there must be a high-level official to send it back to Paris, and we in France must continue to improve ourselves! We must wake up the greedy people and let them know that it is absolutely impossible not to carry out a major arms upgrade!"

Bruce took a step back and saluted Molière solemnly, "Go all the way, go and join the Holy One immediately, I will resist you for an hour even if I use my body, and the rest will be up to you!"

Molière looked sad and indignant, returned a military salute, and then stepped on the rope ladder and boarded the dinghy, where several adjutants worked together to row the oars more than three meters long, and the dinghy sailed eastward as if it had flown off.

Molière, who was sitting on the bow of the ship, looked coldly at the burning Glory, and sighed in his heart, "It is really a crime to deceive honest people, may God forgive me for my crime...... Cut, what age is this, and you still tell me about chivalry? You can honestly be my stepping stone for promotion!"

"Use your lives to support my career, and sooner or later I Molière will become a powerful minister of France......!"

Molière, who laughed maniacally in his heart, had already moved away from the battlefield, but the shouting and killing on the Glory became more violent, and General Bruce drew his command knife and swung it towards the Zhiyuan like a furious lion: "Attack! France attack! Defeat to anyone can be, absolutely not to these Chinese!"

"We are invincible French soldiers, we have just stormed the capitals of these Chinese, burned down the summer palace of their emperor, and even their emperor was scared to death by us...... These yellow-skinned monkeys, pigs with long tails, will never be a match for the noble Europeans!"

"Attack, cover the retreat of the Molière knights with our sacrifices, he will send the latest information back to the motherland!

The Glory still had a half-crippled pious trumpet, and suddenly roared like thunder: "For the motherland! For France! Keep firing! Fight to the death!"

This is the spirit of the old powers, this is the spirit of the top countries in Europe, this is the military spirit of the second most powerful country in the world at that time, whether you like it or not, you will sincerely admire it.

Xiang Shaolong stretched out his thumb and nodded, "Respectable enemy, if we are not hostile, I really want to make friends with you......! Who let you invade us first? This naval battle has finally reached its final moment!"

"Zhiyuan accelerated...... Close to a distance of 1,500 meters, all weapon systems are ready to fire and send them on their last ride!"

From a distance of 3,000 meters to 1,500 meters, it was only a few minutes, and by this time all the light process weapons on the Zhiyuan were ready to shoot.

Eight 57mm Hatch Chase rapid-fire guns, two 47mm Hatch Chase rapid-fire guns, six 37mm Hatch Chase rapid-fire guns, plus six six-barreled rotary Gatling heavy machine guns, the net of death was ready.

As long as it enters the effective range of less than 1,500 meters, the fate of the Glory will be very glorious.