Calais, a port city in northern France, most people will subconsciously ask when they hear this name: what is that place? Where is it?

This is not surprising! After all, compared to the famous Dunkirk and Normandy of World War II, Calais is unknown and bleak. A website that can help you read aloud,

But Calais is actually easy to find, as it is located at the narrowest point of the English Channel, across the sea from the port city of Dover in the southeast corner of the United Kingdom, only 34 kilometers between the two places, and a mere 28.8 kilometers at the narrowest point.

So, the question is: what exactly is the concept of 34 km?

According to the data, the narrowest part of the Yangtze River is hundreds of meters, and the widest point (that is, the estuary) is only a few thousand meters, that is, a few kilometers, and the average width of the Yangtze River is around a kilometer.

Rao is so, when I saw the Yangtze River for the first time, I think you were all as shocked as I was! The theme song of the old Three Kingdoms "Rolling Yangtze River East Passing Water, Waves Sweeping Away Heroes" seems to echo in my ears, and a heroic feeling arises spontaneously~

And the Lindorf-Calais Strait, which is less than a centimeter wide on the world map, is actually several times wider than the widest part of the Yangtze River! After all, on the world map, the Yangtze River is just a "blue line" at best~ at most a little thicker!

Now, under the cover of night, there are clusters of dark shadows running back and forth. With the illumination provided by the moonlight cast on the ground through the shade of the trees, we can see the true face of these dark shadows—French soldiers in French uniforms.

On the soft ground, not only the footprints of the soldiers were left, but there were also deep rut marks that were clearly visible, indicating that something heavy had passed here.

In the night breeze, two figures stood beside the cliff, gazing at the brightly lit Harbour of Dover on the other side of the shallow strait, under the shade of trees and shrubs.

One of them is a middle-aged man with a short beard around his lips and black hair tied in a ponytail. He was wearing a navy-blue silver-veined cloak, with a slight early spring chill night wind, mercilessly blowing the corners of his robe, and the bone-piercing cold wind poured in from his spine, making him shiver involuntarily.

The other, however, was a thin little Italian man, with his hands behind his back, a gray military coat, a high neckline, a black boat-shaped hat as always, and a pair of gray-blue eyes that seemed a little out of focus, as if he was thinking about something.

"Hanschel, do you know how important tomorrow's events are?" The little man in the gray coat said in a solemn, calm tone.

"Of course, this is the battle that will determine the maritime landscape for hundreds of years to come! The victor will be crowned King of the World in the triumphant song, while the loser will leave with infinite remorse and chagrin! Han Xing said in a tone mixed with excitement and emotion.

"Actually, I'm a little scared!" The little Italian man with the boat-shaped hat said.

"This is an unprecedented burden, an unprecedented adventure that has been risked on the fortunes of the country! I don't know what's going to happen in the future or what the outcome will be, I hate it! It's like taking a flat boat back to the boundless sea! The road ahead is hidden in the hazy fog, and I can't see it clearly~" He stretched out his hand and flicked the void in front of him, as if he wanted to dispel the fog in front of him, and his tone was full of unease.

Maybe it's the sixth sense of being a great man? Because of everything that is about to happen, he has never mentioned a word in the script of his life~

"Don't forget, Napoleon, what you are doing is what you do best! How did you drive the Royal Navy out of Tolon's Bay; Now, how do you drive the Royal Navy out of the English Channel! What's more, if we lose this battle, at most we will give up our maritime ambitions, but if the British lose, what awaits them is the doom of collapse and the destruction of the country and the species! So, we can afford to lose; And the British, they can't afford to lose! Tomorrow, all you need is to let go and do your best to fight this battle! Han Xing smiled and comforted him.

"Hearing you say this, I feel a lot relieved~ Let's do our best to write a new chapter that belongs to us! Come to think of it, Julius Caesar had the same mood as me on the eve of the decisive battle with Pompey! The thought of his idol brought a confident smile to Napoleon's lips. It was as if he was closer to the great man of a thousand years ago~

"Not to mention, in my opinion, we won't lose at all! Because, I have the certainty of victory—magic! Han Xing shook out a gold coin with a hideous skull from his sleeve as if he were juggling, and said with a slight smile.

His fingers were exposed to the cold moonlight, and instantly turned into white bones!

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For Lord Horatio Nelson, this year may have been the most difficult of his military career! The bad news from the colony piled up like snowflakes on George IV's desk, but alas, George IV was not there at all! He is immersed in the gentle country, lives in a luxurious palace, enjoys fine wine, delicious food, and beautiful people, lives a luxurious and erosive life, and enjoys the good life as a king!

He had waited too long, too long for this moment! He had wasted forty-two years waiting for his bored and croaking father to be summoned by the Lord sooner rather than later. wasted his good youth and wasted his precious time, and now, he is finally justified! How can you not enjoy the many benefits that rights bring?

After all, he is not the "prince of sixty years" in history, is he? At that time, he had experienced ten years of regency career, he was approaching his sixtieth birthday, dying of old age, food, wine, and beauty, and he had already become bored, leaving only physical and mental exhaustion.

It's just that his laziness and wanton chic have pushed the glorious British Empire into the dark abyss! Perhaps in his eyes, the British Empire will not fail, the Royal Navy is invincible, and he is still living in the dream of the "empire on which the sun never sets", and in the era when Britain ruled the sea!

It is not surprising that he was educated in this way from an early age, and as an Englishman, he was proud of his country and believed that Britain would overcome all hardships and be glorious and strong forever! This is the voice of every patriot. It's just that, as the head of the British Empire, it is not a blessing to have such a blind and arrogant idea!

It was his laziness, as well as the conservatism of the prime minister, coupled with the people's call to defend their home and country, that led to Nelson's anguish today!

He repeatedly asked for help in the colonies, and the letter he sent was afraid that a book would be published, but it was lost in the sea, and there was no news. Neither the Prime Minister nor the British public wanted Nelson and his Royal Navy to leave the English Channel in the current situation.

They feared that the French would take advantage of the gap between the Royal Navy and the British mainland, and their caliber was so uniform that no one, from the noble gentry to the ordinary people, wanted the British mainland to be involved in the war. What is the benefit of a distant colony compared to the well-being of the British people?

Together, they forged a chain that tethered Nelson and the Royal Navy to the English Channel, making the Royal Navy a watchdog. And the only person who had the courage to break the shackles and give Nelson complete trust had already gone west!

Grief is a true portrayal of Lord Nelson's heart today! Napoleon's name is too appalling, and the people's vision is too short-sighted, and the Prime Minister only knows how to blindly cater to the will of the people, and Lord Nelson, who knows the importance of the colony, can only sigh for a long time in the English Channel...

But at this moment, a piece of news came to his ears - the French planned to organize a fleet in Calais and land on the British Isles!

When he heard the news, Nelson's heart was excited, because in his opinion, this was an opportunity, a great opportunity! In the current situation, the sooner the decisive battle breaks out, the better the chances of victory for the UK! Because with the passage of time, Britain's overseas colonies have been further lost, but the French power is thriving, and if it is a few years later, Britain will inevitably face a more powerful and experienced French fleet!

And if they can take this opportunity, they will inflict heavy damage on the French landing fleet, and even make France completely abandon the plan to land on the British mainland in one fell swoop. He'll be able to go to the aid of the colonies! He knows very well that a triumphant song of victory is the most powerful basis for convincing the people in panic!

When he led the mighty Royal Navy to the Lindorf-Calais Strait, he saw dozens of transports full of French soldiers already halfway there.

Lord Nelson was overjoyed when he saw this! A fleet consisting only of transport ships is simply a dish for a regular navy, and it will be a naked massacre!

He even felt some sympathy for the stupid enemies, and thought, "That Corsican madman has become so arrogant?" ”

He stretched out his remaining left arm, drew a large cross from his forehead to his chest, and prayed for the poor victims, but he still resolutely let people wave the flag of attack.

He ordered the speeders to outflank in a roundabout way, and he himself led nearly 20 heavy capital warships to rush straight into this French transport fleet.

"Let them surrender if you can! I don't want to see blood stain the English Channel red~" This fleet of dozens of transport ships carried at least tens of thousands of soldiers. Even as an enemy nation, Lord Nelson can't bear to kill these enemies who have no power to fight back!

But what he didn't know was that these transport ships full of soldiers had never moved, and there was not a single living person on them!!

It's full of zombies! That's right, zombies, the cheapest cannon fodder produced in [Riverside District], Han Xing changed them into the clothes of the French army, because they will unconsciously do some walking movements, they are in the vast sea, at first glance, it really looks like that!

However, although these zombies are aggressive, they can't spread the virus, which is also a certain limitation of space~ Otherwise, wouldn't every world have to let Han Xing play Resident Evil?