It was getting dark, and the sun was about to set. The setting sun reflects on the sea, rendering the sea as red as blood.

This is the mouth of the Irrawaddy River, and the sea is in front of them.

From the defeat of the Battle of Naypyidaw to the flight with the defeated soldiers, the road ran for more than 200 miles, and was finally broken up by the Chinese in a battle. The Anglo-Indian army of three or four thousand men did not run any further towards Rangoon in the south, but diverged the road and ran along the Irrawaddy River to the sea.

The British could not cross the sea, they had only to summon the British fleet. The Irrawaddy Estuary is a standard alluvial plain with flat terrain and few good ports. Now the location of the British army is just a very ordinary seaport, and the 1,000-ton warships cannot pass, and the usual days are all old Burmese sea ships or dilapidated small steamers.

Now that the war has reached the Irrawaddy estuary, the small port is naturally empty. No one dared to put their own ships under the noses of the British, who did not know that the British had been suffering defeats these days, a large number of troops fled back to Rangoon in disarray, and the news that the British were going to take a boat back to India had already spread along the coast of Lower Burma.

So when the rout army came to the seashore, it saw an empty harbor with only a few small fishing boats. Even the warehouses in the port were almost emptied. All that was left was half a warehouse of rice and a pile of wood.

The man in charge of this British rout was called Nelson, Nicholas. Nelson, a native of Scots, was a lieutenant colonel in the British Army. The cavalry unit that led a regiment was completely crushed by the armored battalion without playing any role in the Battle of Naypyidaw.

Nelson didn't dare to stop on the road at all. Even though he had heard the news and knew that the Chinese pursuing force was heading in the direction of Yangon. But he still didn't dare to stay. Because behind the pursuing troops there are also the main forces of the Chinese. And without heavy weapons, even rifles are not worthy of them. If it is discovered by the Chinese, there will be no third way except surrender and death in battle.

Nelson just wanted to get to a safe place as soon as possible, and he had enough of sleeping with his eyes open. He needs to go to India, to go to safe India. So Nelson led the troops straight to the sea, straight to the port. The result was naturally disappointment, and he was disappointed to see that there was not a single decent ship in the port.

But after receiving the telegram from Borgli, his heart was full of joy. Because Major General Bradley, whom he was well aware, died in Insein. The British lost at least 10,000 people there.

"God should be thanked for keeping us by the sea at this time, and not in pathetic Yangon."

It took the Chinese only two days to take Yongsheng, and the hundreds of miles of travel did not seem to fatigue the Chinese at all. They are all monsters, a bunch of monsters. Like an army of the undead, an army of skeletons without fatigue and pain.

Nelson shuddered, he didn't want to fight the Chinese army anymore. He did not catch up with the Battle of Mandalay, but the Battle of Naypyidaw shattered his pride. Seeing hundreds of cavalry units slaughtered and slaughtered in front of armored vehicles, Nelson's dignity and will remained there forever.

"Lieutenant Colonel. When will we be able to wait for the ships? "Borg is not far from Yangon. Three or four thousand defeated soldiers can be loaded without a few ships. The British thought that Rangoon only needed to send a small fleet of ships here to send them all back to India. Otherwise, Chittagong is also possible.

"Don't be impatient Lieutenant. We need to wait now, wait quietly. "There is only waiting. You can only wait. Nelson reassured his men, and the roar of his heart was always in his stomach.

Maybe it's because they all know that the Chinese army is attacking Rangoon. Borg's group of defeated soldiers are really calm and calm. Until a small black dot appeared in the sky.

"God. We were discovered by the Chinese. That's their airship. ”

Nelson looked up. I saw a small black dot in the sky, it was indeed a Chinese airship. During the retreat from Naypyidaw, during the period of fleeing south with the main force, the British defeated troops were harassed and detected by the lieutenant airships from time to time. Those days were really difficult, and the Zhongguan airships were not afraid of the night, they always hung over everyone's heads like ghosts, dropping a few bombs from time to time......

Although the reconnaissance airship, the lieutenant has called it the Kingfisher airship, the load is not large, it can't hold a few bombs at all, and the threat is very limited. But this thing came to the head, and by tomorrow it might be a flock of black oppressive egrets and wild geese, and Nelson did not have a heavy machine gun in his hand, let alone an anti-aircraft gun, and was really bombed by the Chinese airship troops, and could only stand by, suffer, and stand. There is no way to fight back!

Therefore, this airship caused a very serious psychological shadow for the British defeated soldiers.

"Damn airships." Nelson pulled out his pistol and shot twice at the sky, but of course he didn't touch it.

No more gunshots rang out. Who doesn't know what an airship is like, it's not something that a rifle can threaten at all. The gunshots rang out below, and it did nothing but annoy the person on the head.

As it stands, if the reconnaissance airship overhead boldly lowers to an altitude of 3,500 meters, and then sweeps downward with the heavy machine guns it carries, all the British and Indian soldiers can only run away for their lives. But apparently the airship was not provoked, nor did it venture boldly, and after a leisurely skimming of the sky, after a circle, turned back to the northeast.

"Mr. Lieutenant Colonel, shall we get out of here first? If we stay here, maybe while we sleep, Chinese bombs will fall over our heads......" another officer said to Nelson. Nelson sank.

Then, in half an hour, one officer after another came to him, and greeted him with almost the same meaning, which annoyed Nelson to death. At this moment, a sudden whistle from the sea rescued Nelson, and all the soldiers cheered.

"God, praise be to Mr. Dubowala." Dubowala is the Chief Commissioner of the British Burma Province.

"Look! It was the cruiser Kayin Bang of the East India Fleet! ”

"This is the one who picked us up! We're going back to India soon! God, we are saved. Thank you to the great Royal Fleet, praise them! ”

"Oh, it hurts me. I hurt my leg very badly and I may have to retire when I go back! I'm going to board the warship first. ”

"The wound on my head is also very serious, and I can't see everything in front of me clearly, so I need to board the warship first."

"Don't make any noise! All the wounded will line up according to their ranks, and when the boat comes, I will let the wounded board the boat first and get on the boat according to the high ground of the rank! ”

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Listening to the cries of the unscrupulous officers, Nelson closed his eyes in agony, tears streaming down his nose - this time in India, his dignity and glory were completely lost, and he could never get them back. Just like those who quarreled a moment ago about who would board the ship first, the most precious character of a soldier has been lost.

Nelson is again pathetic for himself. In the Third Anglo-Burmese War, he was also a brave warrior of the British. Now he has become a complete coward.

"Damn Chinese, how can they equip so many armored vehicles? Cavalry, where is the future of cavalry......"

Perhaps Nelson's pain is really two points for the cavalry he has served for more than ten years. After the devastating Battle of Naypyidaw, Nelson was completely hopeless about the future of cavalry. He couldn't find out where the hope and future of the cavalry were!

The sun was setting, and it was rapidly getting dark. With a whistle, the night lights on the warship lit up.

The cruiser Kain Bon was an old British Empire protection cruiser of more than 15 years old, with a displacement of 5,000 metric tons and a speed of only 14 knots. If a naval battle did break out, the cruiser Kayin Bang would no longer be able to take on the needs of battle.

In the British East India Fleet, which had already become a second-tier battleship a few years earlier, withdrew from the ranks of the main cruisers and became synonymous with obsolescence. If the Siamese Bangkok dynasty does not fall, this cruiser is likely to become the flagship of the Siamese navy, and both sides have already reached an agreement to increase ships. As a result, the Bangkok dynasty became a thing of the past. The small sampans of the Siamese Navy also became prisoners of the Chinese in Singapore.

Now the task of the cruiser Kayin Bang is to protect the safe arrival of the convoy in India, and the Chinese submarines cannot be allowed to succeed. Those damn underwater ghosts, like real ghosts, come out of nowhere, delivering the killer blow before you know it.

The Andaman Sea and the Bay of Bengal, and even further afield in the Indian Ocean, have fleets of Chinese cruising. If there were no one or two warships to escort them, those Chinese submarines would dare to directly pay to the surface and sink all the transport ships one by one with their 120 guns.

Unfortunately, months have passed, and Whitehall has not come up with a good way to prevent them, except for a depth charge.

This also made the submarine the darling of the naval community in the fastest time.

It is cheap, powerful, deterrent, and even strategic in a certain sense. Today, the shipyards of European navies are manufacturing the same thing - submarines.

For several months, British warships from Africa, the Mediterranean, and the Persian Gulf reinforced India one after another. And the Chinese Nanyang Fleet is being transferred to North America, why haven't the British attacked the Andaman Islands and recovered the Strait of Malacca? Isn't it because of those Chinese submarines?

The 10,000-ton giant ship could not stop the four torpedoes released by the two submarines.

The Chinese torpedoes run faster than the white-headed torpedo, the power is greater than the white-headed torpedo, and the range is much farther; the Chinese have arranged a lot of high-speed torpedo boats in the Strait of Malacca at the same time, and the British Navy's warship tonnage is several times or more than ten times that of China's current strait fleet, and they do not dare to easily break in. (To be continued......)