"Your Majesty! Guangzhou call ...... Battleship Daimoyama...... Sunk. www.biquge.info"Chen Yue stood in front of Zhu Mu, and when he talked about the battle situation, he felt that the air was frozen.

The depression spread, making it difficult to breathe. His Majesty the Emperor had really become annoyed this time, and he hadn't spoken a word for a long time.

On land, Sima Mingwei played a triumphant song along the way, and he could not make up for everything lost by the Ming Empire's navy. At least the Ming Empire's 10,000-mile sea frontier is about to be pierced by the enemy.

"Ahem, Your Majesty ......" Wang Jianfeng, the first auxiliary minister who was standing aside, coughed, and said awkwardly: "The navy has suffered heavy losses, so it is time to consider the layout of the coast." ”

The Ming Empire has developed for hundreds of years, and the wealth of the coastal areas is the best in the world, Guangzhou, Xiangjiang, Shanghai, Qingdao, Tianjin, ...... Each of these cities has been created by countless painstaking efforts.

If the British fleet went north along the coast and shelled Guangzhou Xiangjiang and other places, the economic losses suffered by the Ming Empire would be in the hundreds of millions.

Therefore, at this moment, the government and the opposition are considering one thing, which is to negotiate peace with Ceylon and Britain as soon as possible to ensure that the homeland will not be attacked by the opponent's fleet.

In the eyes of these people, hitting others and being beaten by others are completely different concepts. As long as one shell landed on its own chassis, the Ming Empire would have lost the war.

The answer to Wang Jianfeng was still Zhu Mu's creepy silence. His Majesty the Emperor just sat in his place, looking at the ministers below without saying a word.

"Your Majesty, Sun Fang, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, handed the peace treaty between Ceylon and Britain, but the other party ignored it......" He Yuxi, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, stepped forward and said.

Sun Fang did not attend this meeting because he was communicating with Muscovy and Germany and Austria-Hungary as an intermediary under the banner of mediation.

Although it is not clear how long Chu and his fleet can hold out and how much success it can achieve, it is basically certain that the navy of the Ming Empire is going to lose this war.

Everyone knew that the entire naval fleet could be destroyed near Luzon, and the few remaining battleships had no ability to turn the tide.

"Wait!" Finally, several anxious ministers heard such a word from Emperor Zhu Mu, and after this word, His Majesty the Emperor closed his mouth again.

Zhu Mu knew about Chu's plan for a decisive battle, and it was impossible for the old general to advocate going to the coalition fleet without informing the emperor.

He is waiting here now, waiting for the final outcome of a naval battle, waiting for the last news from General Chu and He.

In any case, this naval battle has already begun, and it is impossible to end it. As the emperor, Zhu Mu can only wait now, waiting for the two fleets to come out with a victory.

Although he knew that from the beginning Chu was fighting a battle that was bound to be lost, the Ming Empire still had to wait for the result of defeat.

It's a very sad wait, and I have to wait like this even if I know I'm losing. However, it is not possible to wait, because the result of failure is related to the next decision.

If the Ming Empire is lucky enough to win this naval battle, then everything will be logical, and the rise of the Ming Empire will become inevitable, and Britain will face the embarrassment of the Ming Empire's expedition two hundred years ago.

And if the Ming Empire loses this naval battle, it will depend on the entire process of the naval battle. If it can inflict heavy damage on the British Navy, it will also be a good ending.

As for the most likely occurrence, the navy of the Ming Empire was destroyed and the British navy won a complete victory, so the Ming Empire must negotiate with Britain and make peace and truce.

Every detail, including the battle for Luzon, including the loss of the Ceylon fleet, and so on, was a bargaining chip.

So I could only wait like this, and I waited helplessly, waiting for the distant Luzon to divide the winner.

However, only a few seconds later, the emperor's voice came again: "No matter what the results of today's naval battle are, the portraits of Chu and his old generals will be placed in the corridor for me to enshrine!" ”

For more than 100 years, the Ming Empire has not added new portraits of heroes to this corridor for 200 years. Chu has this life with him, which can be said to be worth it.

Hearing His Majesty the Emperor suddenly say something so cluelessly, Wang Jianfeng's hand clenched unconsciously. He is the first minister, and he has no honor to hang his portrait in the corridor.

I still remember that he stopped in the corridor not long ago, looked at Wei Zhongxian's portrait and sighed. But now, another minister's portrait has entered the corridor, but it is not him Wang Jianfeng.

How can there be no loss in the heart? As a minister, who doesn't want the emperor, or the entire dynasty, to recognize his merits?

The ancient minister died as a gentleman, and the conclusion of the coffin was more beautiful than that of a very human minister. Wang Jianfeng has been raising military salaries to pacify North Korea for the past few days, and he has to stay up until dawn every day.

But he didn't get half a reward from His Majesty the Emperor, but instead watched Chu He and ascend to the altar like this.

If he had known that this was the end, he might as well go to the front line and die, wouldn't it be nice to change his name and go down in history? Before he could sigh, another officer came in and handed the message to Chen Yue.

Chen Yue unfolded the telegram, glanced at His Majesty the Emperor, and could only sing and say in a mournful voice again: "The Lishan will not retreat from the battle, and the battle will sink ......."

The atmosphere in the court was extremely depressed, and everyone fell silent. Wang Jianfeng also cleaned up his mood and cheered up again.

can become the first assistant of the Ming Empire, of course, it is a ruthless character who is invisible. Just half a gaffe made him reflect on himself and adjust his mentality.

"Your Majesty! What can be done now is to order the coastal vigilance to be strengthened. After thinking about it for a while, Wang Jianfeng continued to speak.

"Accurate!" Zhu Mu only gave such an opinion, then closed his mouth again and looked in the direction of the gate.

What he had to wait for was news of the entire battle situation, not the sinking of several warships. As long as the strategic goal is achieved, even if these warships are sunk, what can they do?

Half an hour later, another news came, saying that the battleship Yandang Mountain had also sunk, and everyone in the entire court bowed their heads and remained silent.

In this naval battle far away on Luzon, after all, there was still a huge disparity in strength, and there was really no way to win that illusory victory. Chu He's life, eighty percent is going to stay in Luzon.

"Today's shame, I have written it down! In front of all Aiqing, I swear! Even if I have only one breath left, I will seek revenge from the British today! Zhu Mu stood up from the dragon chair, clenched his fists, and said in a deep voice with a red face.