Seeing this scene, the expressions on the faces of the French players became even calmer.

Some players who originally wanted to go up to help also shook their heads after witnessing this statistic, and continued to fight with the British players in front of them.

One hundred to one.

This means that even if the British player fleet dies, at most the French NPCs will cause less than a fifth of the losses.

And, as a rule, the initial attack power is the strongest in a player's battle against the NPC fleet, and as a large number of players die, this percentage continues to rise, and it is not surprising that it will even double in the end.

There were many voices of ridicule and schadenfreude on the battlefield, most of which were saying that Wang Hao and his fleet were not doing enough.

Is it really self-sufficient?

Wang Hao would never agree with this statement, he admitted that the French fleet was indeed strong, but they were not without a chance.

Because he found a major weakness of the other side, or rather a flaw in the entire French naval community.

That is, there are no outstanding admirals, except for Truguet, there are not a few famous admirals in the whole of France.

Luca is good, but he's clearly the type to use his hands faster than his brain.

In contrast, the British side can be regarded as shining stars, such as Drake, Howard, Wiig, etc., which can be regarded as talents in their own right.

Wang Hao didn't know who the commander of the French navy in front of him was, but he could see the combat level of the other party, and in one word, it was decent.

Malicious evaluations are mediocrity.

A yellow flare rises into the air, a sign he and Kirwyn have agreed upon.

"Operational Plan No. 2? Won't it be too soon. ”

Looking at the shiny yellow dot above his head, Kerwin muttered to himself, although he had a big question in his heart, Wang Hao's performance during this time completely convinced him.

So he only hesitated for a moment before giving the order to carry it out.

"Guys, follow me."

The second battle plan is that Kerrwyn will lead the headquarters to plunge into the enemy's heart like an arrow, and strive to chisel through.

Wang Hao, on the other hand, led another fleet to engage the enemy outside, buying time for friendly forces.

It was to be expected that Kirwyn and his fleet would be attacked with the heaviest attack by the enemy, and it was not impossible that they would be annihilated.

Originally, Wang Hao planned to lead the fleet by himself, but he was persuaded by Kerwin to complete the task.

Looking at Kerrwin's unique battleship like a pair of scissors inserted into the body, Wang Hao only said softly, take care.

Compared with the tepid battlefields on the left flank, the battlefields on the central and right flanks were much more tragic.

Nelson looked at the battle situation in front of him, and his brows couldn't help frowning, although they were still those strangers, he clearly felt that these people had become more difficult.

After this period of fierce battles, only half of the millions of French players in the central part of the country are currently left, but the pressure on him has increased.

He guessed that most of the commanders on the other side had changed, and the other party's combat style seemed to be a little familiar.

If the balance of power is still maintained in the central battlefield, then the right-wing battlefield is completely under the control of the French, because of one man - Napoleon.

During this time, Napoleon, with his extraordinary charisma and eloquent eloquence, gathered a large crowd of people, and this fleet of more than 100,000 men, under his command, crushed one British player fleet after another, almost breathless.

The name Napoleon has once again become a nightmare in the hearts of all Britons.

System: French player Napoleon kills Ivre, French faction morale +2

System: German player Merlin. Feng. Ludendorff kills Bichron, gaining +2 morale for the French faction

The two system announcements were delivered to the ears of battlefield players almost at the same time.

In the entire battlefield, only NPCs above the elite level will have names, and apparently these two players in the French camp have each killed an elite-level NPC.

With the bonus of 4 morale points, Wang Hao was keenly aware that the NPC fleet in front of him had become more difficult, his face was gloomy, he cursed in a low voice, and then plunged into the tense battle again.

Of the more than 10,000 ships he brought, only a small half was left at this time, and less than 600 of the fleets under his command could still float on the surface of the sea intact.

It can be said that after the tempering of many battles in this historical battle, these players can be regarded as elite, as long as their level and equipment are raised, this is a first-class fleet.

The losses on Wang Hao's side were heavy, and the losses of the French right-wing fleet were not light.

Beyond many expectations, as the battle entered a stalemate, the exchange ratio between the two sides not only did not rise, but began to decline.

One hundred to one, eighty to one, fifty to one.

As the number of this British fleet decreased, the whole fleet became more and more capable, and the attacks of the French navy were like baptisms again and again, clearing out unqualified players, and the rest were all with a certain strength and level.

In addition, after this period of running-in, Wang Hao's command of this fleet has become more and more proficient.

It was almost time to move on to the next step, he thought silently. (To be continued.) )