Steep and miserable white cliffs rise on the shore. It is a mile-long chalk cliff that is the highest coastal cliff in the United Kingdom, and on this day, it is looking out at the huge ship group not far away, witnessing the history made by the navies of the three countries on this day.

Also on the top of the cliff and on the seashore, there was a large crowd of spectators, and although most civilians did not have binoculars, they still saw the fierce naval battle.

When the last Dutch warship turned into a torch and burned at sea, their feelings became extremely complicated, and the Dutch were foreigners, but they were also their allies.

"Look, our fleet is rushing over!"

The children shouted excitedly, they saw the huge British fleet beginning the attack towards the Ming army, and the numerical superiority allowed them to attack one of them with several warships, which according to common sense should have been completely overwhelming in an artillery battle. Despite the defeat of the Dutch, the British fleet seemed to have completely gained the upper hand in this field, and it was only a matter of time before the Ming army was routed.

As for the onlookers on the coast, it seems that it should be so, but ...... For Herbert, who had just commanded the fleet into battle, he almost immediately felt the oncoming heat wave - a cannonball accurately hit his port side, opening another "gun window" directly between the two gun windows. The nearby gunners were even more confused.

In fact, not only was the "Royal Monarch" warmly welcomed by the Ming army, but also the other British warships were generally welcomed to varying degrees, and in the warm "welcome", an explosive bomb penetrated their bulkhead and set off a bloody storm in the cabin, but as soon as they attacked the battlefield, they experienced the despair of their Dutch counterparts.

After a violent explosion, the cabin was covered in a blur of flesh and blood, and as Lynn struggled to his feet, he saw that the once swaggering spear commander, the Viscount, was already lying in a pool of blood, his stomach had been blasted open a foot wide, and his intestines and internal organs were flowing on the deck.

"You, you......"

Lynn ran over, trying to help the gunner.

"Help, help......"

At the gunner's pray, Lynn tried to shove his intestines back, but the next moment, he saw that the gunner was no longer breathing, and he was lying there, his intestines and entrails flowing on the deck, looking like the pigs killed by the butchers.

"Help me ......"

All I could hear in Lynn's ears was the screams of the wounded, and when I looked to the left and right, there were wounded sailors everywhere, all struggling in pools of blood, many of whom were dying and dying......

Save your people, O God!

Just as Lynn was frightened by the tragic situation before him, and prayed to God in his heart, he heard a dull whistling sound of waves coming towards the cabin, and for one moment he felt like a shadow was blocking the sun, and the next, with a violent impact, he heard the cracking of the mast beside him.

Lynn then saw a huge spherical cannonball rolling inside the cabin. After injuring a few people, he rolled weakly to the edge of the cabin and stood still next to the powder box.

My God!

God didn't hear Lynn's prayers, or rather, God had closed his eyes.

In the desperate screams of the sailors in the cabin, the shells exploded, and the gunpowder box next to it was detonated, and the moment dozens of catties of gunpowder were detonated, the entire ship was like the smoke of a festival, and a huge ball of fireworks exploded, and a large amount of seawater poured into the bilge when the ship exploded a hole of hundreds of square feet......

"Send them to God!"

In the gun compartment of the "Guangze", the officers commanding the gunners shouted loudly, perhaps because of the weather, or perhaps because they were too excited, and the officers who had paid attention to grooming were also shirtless, and they walked back and forth, cheering up the gunners. The gunners, on the other hand, were shirtless, and the smoke of gunpowder turned them black, and they looked like a group of black men, but they all had smiles on their faces.

Everyone knows that victory is already within reach.

"Brothers, whether or not you can send them to God now depends on how quickly you can reload, and the faster you fight, the faster they will die......

Just as the long voice of the guns fell, with a sharp "chirping" sound, a rain of shotguns flew in through the unobstructed gun window, and the gunners who were pouring shells on the enemy let out a burst of screams like sweat, and then fell into a pool of blood.

Even without waiting for the orders of the gunners and officers, a reserve gunner took his place, and the wounded were quickly taken to the cabin, where they were to be treated, and many of them might have lost their arms and legs and become crippled, but at least many of them were able to save their lives.

In war, casualties were inevitable, and after the shelling by the British, the gunners, who had completed the loading, attacked the British again. With a roar, the long-silent artillery roared again, unleashing deadly fire on the nearby British warships.

Compared with the casualties caused by the gunners caused by the shotguns and grapeballs fired by the British, the bombardments of the Ming army were more deadly to the British, and with the explosion of shells in the British cabin, the warships were turned into fragments and torches.

Towards noon, the strait was filled with piles of bonfires that had once been the king's favorite but had now become dead coffins floating on the sea.

But even so, the Anglo-Dutch coalition forces that occupy the numerical superiority still seem to occupy the superficial advantage, and the firepower momentum when many warships besiege one still brings huge casualties to the Ming army, although the Ming army's artillery is powerful, but the enemy's artillery is more, although they can't penetrate the gunwales of the main battleship, but the dense shotguns can cover the gun window, and the gunners are shrouded in bullet rain without any obstruction behind the gun window, and a large number of gunners are either injured or killed, with the casualties of the gunners, The Ming army's firepower was not as fierce as before.

"Hurry, hurry, cannonballs, cannonballs......"

The gunner, who was operating the rifled gun, shouted at the brothers around him that the rate of fire of the breech-loading rifled gun was fast, and the consumption was naturally faster, and the ammunition was not delivered in time after the shells in the box were fired. Many auxiliaries were turned into gunners to compensate for the casualties of gunners.

"Here comes the cannonball......

The trumpeters pushing the carts ran and shouted, and the children of the military bands did not hide, they pushed the carts and carried the shells to the places where they were needed, and the occasional stray bullet that flew into the cabin did not miss them......

On a warship, everyone lives and dies together, without exception, once the warship sinks, from the captain to the ordinary sailors, the fate is the same.

Although the British, with their large number of artillery, caused great trouble to the Ming army, and even severely damaged several cruisers in their siege, as the naval battle continued, as the British warships were either set on fire or bombed to pieces, even the most ignorant knew that victory was tilting in favor of the Ming army.

Seeing that the "fire" on the Ming battleship showed no signs of expanding, Herbert's heart was filled with despair.

"We're done......"

At the moment when he realized that he might fail, compared to the tenacity of Iverson and Ashby, Herbert simply gave the order to retreat.

"Retreat, now, at least we still retain a certain strength, as long as we still exist, they can't threaten us unscrupulously......"

After Herbert ordered the retreat, the British army, which had fought hard with the Ming army, responded to the commander-in-chief's order at the first time, but because they had the upper hand, they always needed to pass through the eyes of the Ming army when retreating, so in the process of retreating, they suffered extremely heavy losses. At this time, the British Navy had less than two-thirds of its warships left, and the entire Combined Fleet had lost half of its warships.

"They're going to run......"

Almost as soon as Herbert began to order the fleet to retreat, Zheng Ming understood the other party's intentions.

"Junmen, are you pursuing now?"

"Let them escape for a while!"

Zheng Ming smiled casually.

"The fleeing warships won't stay in formation, let them escape for a while, and then we'll catch up with them again, and then break them individually!"

Zheng Ming, who had already touched the victory, ordered the young musician on the side.

"Make me a cup of tea, it's been a morning of water! It's going to make you feel a little thirsty! ”

In fact, from the outbreak of the naval battle until now, everyone has been dripping for a few hours, a high degree of mental tension, with the retreat of the British army, after suddenly relaxing, naturally feel a little thirsty, when Zheng Ming picked up the teacup, the British fleet has begun to withdraw from the battlefield, but even so, they have left a few warships.

After they withdrew from the range of the ship's guns, looking at the already exhausted gunners, Zheng Ming ordered the big guys to rest, and ordered the guys to bring food to the gun emplacement.

"Brothers, it's not over yet, hurry up and eat, there will be a bad battle waiting for us in a while!"

There will be a vicious battle for a while, and the sailors who have just relieved their breath will all pick up their lunch boxes one after another, and they will eat them heavily, even if they have no appetite, they will force themselves to eat it. No one knows how long the next meal will take.

It's actually fast!

At least for Herbert, he breathed a sigh of relief when the fleet left the battlefield, but before he could relax for long, and before he could even count the losses of the fleet, the Ming army had already caught up again.

But unexpectedly, he saw that the warships chased by the Ming army were all smoking without exception.

"My God, yes, it's a steamship!"

Suddenly, Herbert thought of the "legend"—the legend of the steamboats—and although he wondered why they didn't have paddle wheels, he had no chance to think about anything else. Relying on the power of the steam engine to catch up with the Ming army has begun to pour artillery fire towards the British army, and the previous British army with numerical superiority in besieging the Ming army is the same, the pursuit of the main ship of the Western Fleet, also besieging the British army, the emergency retreat so that the distance between the British ships is very large, so that it is simply scattered, which gives the Ming army the opportunity to besiege, with powerful artillery fire, but just a face of the kung fu, there are several British warships were bombed into pieces.

"Oh God, they're catching up......"

For the British, who thought they had escaped just now, everything that followed was like a nightmare, and in this nightmare, the evil dragon that spits flames is the steam ships of the Ming army, and under the impetus of the steam engine, they easily caught up with these British warships, and then relied on their own power advantages to lightly besiege the lone British warships.

Bombardment, rifled artillery...... If the previous naval battle was still a naval battle, and the two sides were still engaged in a duel between will and gunnery, then at this time, the naval battle had completely changed its appearance, becoming a one-sided slaughter, and the sea had become a slaughterhouse, as for the British warships floating on the sea, it was like walking into a slaughterhouse and piglets, just passively waiting for death to come.

Such a naval battle even seemed a little boring, of course, such a feeling was only the Ming army, as for the British felt more desperate, now the British have fallen into a total crisis: they were pursued by the Ming army on the way to escape, the Ming army did not outflank them, but with the advantage of steam power, caught up with a ship and immediately concentrated artillery fire, bombarding their wooden hulls on the left and right sides with bombardment, the explosive bombs easily destroyed their gun positions, and easily bombarded the warships into pieces. As more and more British warships caught up with the surging Ming army, every warship was in danger of being blown to pieces at any time.

Compared with the Ming army, which pursued on the sea with the advantage of maneuverability, the British warships scattered on the sea could no longer make any maneuver, but their gunwales did not slack off in the slightest. The choking black smoke from the shelling shrouded the battleship, and the officers and men on the ship could only hear the deafening roar, and only saw the flashes of light on the other side of the smoke, helplessly welcoming the groups of iron bullets that followed. Then he watched helplessly as the iron bomb exploded, and watched his own warship being blown to pieces.

On this ocean, the Ming warships with steam engines, like nimble fish, kept swimming, constantly smashing the British warships they had caught up, and for the British, there was no other emotion except despair.

In desperation, someone finally raised the white flag. It was the "Royal Sovereign", and Herbert, who was in a desperate situation, did not fight as tenaciously as Abish, he chose to surrender.

"Junmen, the British have surrendered!"