This shout suddenly made the air in the command tower seem to freeze, and Simmons grabbed the pistol in his waist even more, looking at Liu Haitao with a vigilant expression.

Fortunately, Chen Ping took the first step and reached out to hold Simmons' hand holding the gun, smiled and shook his head.

Everyone's eyes were also focused on Li Mo's face, although the communication room was still constantly transmitting the battle reports from the front, but at this moment, no one had the heart to listen to it, everyone knew that Beiyang, which had lost the unified command of the flagship, was already difficult to turn around.

Li Mo gave Simmons a reassuring look, he knew what Liu Haitao was shouting again, and he also knew what everyone was waiting for.

In his eyes, he stretched out his hand and asked Long Guozhang for a cigarette, walked to the open door of the command tower, looked at the calm sea, the smoke choked through his throat and made his face red, this was the first time he smoked since he was reincarnated in the late Qing Dynasty.

The first time I had a woman, the first time I smoked, the first time I watched the naval battle up close! The naval battle in the distance has opened up the history of humiliation of the entire Chinese world for nearly a hundred years, and an inexplicable emotion is rapidly permeating the chest.

To tell the truth, he never thought of helping the Manchu Qing Dynasty and making an emperor or something, otherwise he wouldn't have done so many things, and he went to seize Hawaii.

But when he heard the battle situation in front of him that had been transmitted back one after another just now, he still couldn't help but think of himself as a Qing person, although he chose to continue to watch coldly on the surface, but that heart had already flown into the naval battle filled with gunpowder.

The rumbling sound of cannons, the pervasive smoke of gunpowder and the continuous sacrifice of Beiyang soldiers made his hands tremble involuntarily. He knew that as long as he gave an order, or as long as it was a slight hint, Liu Haitao and the others, who were already red in their eyes and ready to go, would immediately set off with the warship and attack the combined fleet with Beiyang!

But he was never able to open his mouth on this order, and now he was no longer alone, and every decision needed to be based on tens of thousands of Pacific Army, and on the Chinese from all over the world and the Qing Dynasty behind them!

"To save or not to save?!" Li Mo glanced at the officers standing solemnly, and finally his gaze stayed on Chen Ping and Long Guozhang. The latter were also full of anxiety, they were not worried about the battle situation ahead, but worried that the young master would change the plan he had drawn up before the war!

When the cigarette butt slowly shortened at his fingertips, Li Mo lightly flicked the cigarette butt into the sea under everyone's gaze, and straightened up while everyone waited.

"The plan remains the same!"

The crisp voice echoed in the narrow command tower, although Liu Haitao and the other captains were a little depressed, but Chen Ping and Tan Xiaozeng were relieved, and Long Guozhang was even more apologetic, if it wasn't for his kick, it wouldn't have brought so many misunderstandings!

"I know what you're thinking, and I know some of you blame me in your hearts, but I just want to say a few words." Li Mo glanced at every face, even Simmons didn't miss it, pressed his hands on the table, leaned forward and pressed hard: "We are all people who cut our braids!" We are the Pacific Fleet! ”

On the table, whether it is the wooden ship representing the Beiyang Naval Division, or the wooden ship representing the United Fleet, it is staggering under the squeezing.

Looking at the small model of the crooked warship, Liu Haitao and other officers were shocked! The young master is right, everyone has already cut off the whip, and they are no longer from the Qing Dynasty! Behind them are millions of overseas Chinese who have been deliberately forgotten, abandoned sons who have been forgotten by the motherland!

They are now the Pacific Fleet, not the old and decrepit Great Shimizu Division!

Looking at the officers of the Pacific Fleet whose eyes gradually brightened and their bodies became more and more straight, Simmons, who did not know much Chinese, was still like a fog, quietly pulled the corner of Li Mo's clothes, and asked, "Li, what are you talking about?" ”

Looking at Simmons, Li Mo's heart rose slightly, although this guy had blackmailed himself for so much money, but when Liu Haitao shouted just now, this guy actually reached out and held the pistol, for fear that someone would hurt him! Just this point, it's worth paying! So Li Mo smiled, and suddenly the corners of his mouth hooked: "They just said that they hope I can be the emperor." ”

"What!" ――

At 13:30, the three ships Dingyuan, Laiyuan, and Jingyuan severely damaged the Honhiei and Akagi, and killed the captain of the Akagi, Hachiro Sakamoto. The Saikyo Maru was also hit hard at the same time.

However, at this time, the four ships of the First Guerrilla Force of the Forward had also suffered heavy damage to the Yangwei, and after sinking the Chaoyong, they quickly turned around and prepared to flank the Beiyang Naval Division.

At about 14:15, the main formation of the fleet finally circled the back of the Beiyang Fleet and formed a flanking attack with the first guerrilla force. The Beiyang Fleet was attacked by the enemy, and the formation was even more chaotic. In the melee, the Zhiyuan, which had been rushing forward by the Beiyang Fleet, was bombarded intensively by the Yoshino and Takachiho, and was injured in many places and tilted.

Li Mo sat quietly, listening to a report coming from the communication room, his heart was like a knife!

Since he had made up his mind just now, he was destined to be a spectator of this naval battle, and when he heard that the Zhiyuan had been beaten to the tilt of the deck and that fire broke out in many places, he quietly clenched his fists.

Suddenly, the corner of his eyes swept to Chen Ping, who was standing in front of the chart, still meticulously arranging the model according to the battle report, only to find that the crack of his clenched and somewhat white fist hanging under the table actually flowed a trace of red. And beside him, Long Guozhang also pinched the table leg and pinched it to a clattering sound. As for Ji Weishan and Liu Haitao, the guys who came out of Beiyang, they were also restless, either smoking violently, or jumping to scold themselves.

Although these guys agreed to their plan, they are not hard-hearted people, no matter what happens to Beiyang, in the end they are still their old troops, and it is no longer possible for ordinary people to maintain a superficial calm when they hear this result.

Don't intervene in the naval battle halfway, but it doesn't mean letting you go! Compared with the two fleets that were at war, the Pacific Fleet was equally young and inexperienced, so they had to wait, waiting for the moment when they returned exhausted and now, all they needed to do was pray for the fleet, and when they withdrew from the battlefield exhausted, they probably would never have imagined that they would face an ambush by a fleet that was larger and more advanced than the Beiyang Naval Division.

What can you do if you save Beiyang? That old sailor, just like the Qing Empire under the sunset, is gradually stepping down from the throne, and the Qing Empire under the sunset, even if it wins the naval battle, how long can it be saved? !

Instead of risking the lives of a warrior to save a giant ship destined to sink, it is better to use blood and fire to create a new sky!

"The Flying Fish returned, and the Jiyuan played the flag and asked to replace the Dingyuan as the flagship!" The voice sounded again, but it made everyone, including Li Mo, look at each other, and Chen Ping and Long Guozhang stopped what they were doing and looked at Young Master Li.

Jiyuan asked to command the battle instead of Dingyuan?!

Li Mo was stunned, obviously this history had never appeared in any information, which caught him a little off guard for a while. And Long Guozhang and the others looked at Li Mo because they already knew that Fang Boqian was the father-in-law of Young Master Li, and if the Jiyuan raised the command flag at this moment and temporarily became the flagship, then what was waiting for the Jiyuan was probably his own crazy artillery fire.

Will Fang Boqian be able to get through? The plan can no longer be changed, not to mention that it is too late to rejoin the battle now, and the two destroyers in the war zone cannot change the situation, do you want to watch the young master lose his father-in-law?

"In return, the Dingyuan rejected the Jiyuan's request and ordered all ships to fight to the death."

"Hey."

A long sigh came out of everyone's mouth, although Fang Boqian's chances of saving his life were much greater, but as a naval officer, aside from their personal thoughts, they also knew that the refusal of the Dingyuan meant that the fleet would still be in chaos.

Everyone gritted their teeth at Ding Ruchang's stubbornness and refusal to hand over power, and Fang Boqian dared to propose to take over the fleet at this time, and everyone admired it greatly. However, for the current chaos caused by the lack of effective command of the Beiyang Naval Division, everyone's hearts have been clouded.

"This Fang Boqian, his courage is too small! What else to ask at this time, should take the initiative to raise the flag to take over the command! Liu Haitao just jumped to his feet and scolded, when he was pulled by Ji Weishan next to him, only to see that the young master's face had become iron-blue.

"The Exocet returned, and the ships Hiei and Saikyo Maru withdrew from the battle."

As the two ships raised the white flag and withdrew from the battle, the battle once again entered the white heat, and the two ships of the Beiyang Naval Division, Pingyuan and Guangbing, as well as several torpedo ships such as Fulong, Left 1 and Left 2, also joined the battlefield.

"The Swordfish returned, the Zhiyuan was hit, and the deck began to tilt."

"The Swordfish returns, the Zhiyuan raises the flag for the decisive battle, and rushes towards the Yoshino with all its might!"

"The Swordfish reported that the Zhiyuan was torpedoed."

Boom! Li Mo kicked the hatch hard, and from the continuous reports of the Swordfish, he could even see the scene of Deng Shichang standing at the bow of the ship, drawing out his command knife, and rushing towards the Yoshino at full speed with the Zhiyuan.

It turned out that all this could have been avoided, but now.

Did you do it right? Still doing something wrong!

Li Mo's kick also shocked the entire war room, Chen Ping raised his head, looked at Li Mo's back, gritted his teeth, and then said in the eyes of everyone: "Young Master, have you forgotten what you said when you gave us a lesson?" ”

"Without sacrifice, there is no victory! If there is no death, there will be no new life! ”

Behind him, Chen Ping's slow but firm words came, Li Mo's shoulders shook slightly, and after a moment of froze, he didn't turn his head back, and said a little tiredly: "I'll go and rest for a while, and I'll wait." ”

"Nope! Don't tell me the results. Li Mo stepped forward: "You guys let go! ”

"Let's do it!"

(To be continued)