Chapter 1150: The end of the sunset

Tulip Palace.
Vidomija was holding her ears in pain, and the explosion from the port pierced her heart like a knife.
The dignity of the empire that never sets in the sun has disappeared in the gunfire of the Eastern Empire, and all this is because of her self-righteous determination.
She thought that her cleverness would bring actual technological benefits to Britain, but now she has brought destruction to Britain.
"Your Majesty, we must evacuate from London. The imperial army may land at any time. It is no longer safe here. Many nobles have already left." Murphy persuaded.
Vidomia looked sad, but her tone was very firm. She said: "No, I will not leave the Tulip Palace, nor will I leave London. It was I who brought Britain into a state of destruction. How can I escape alone now?"
"Your Majesty, it's not your fault. Sooner or later we will have a battle with the empire, but sooner or later." Murphy said.
"You don't need to say anymore, I have made my own decision. You should go to Tsarist Russia to form the British Provisional Government. If the British mainland can't support it, at least we have to leave hope." Vidomija said firmly.
Murphy shook his head and said: "If your Majesty falls into the hands of the empire, this will make all British people feel desperate. You should seek refuge in Tsarist Russia more than us."
After speaking, Murphy nodded to Butlin.
Butlin knew, and led the soldiers to forcibly set up Vidomija. He said: "Your Majesty, the ship to Tsarist Russia is ready, sorry."
Vidomia struggled vigorously, but she couldn't break free of the soldiers at all, and could only accuse Murphy and Butlin angrily.
It was just that the two remained unmoved and let the soldiers take her away forcibly.
Watching Vidomia get on the carriage and head north, Murphy and Butlin left the Tulip Palace to the port.
On the sea outside the port, the imperial fleet is still bombarding the port, and the once prosperous Port of London is basically in ruins.
But at this time, in the south, north, and east of the imperial fleet, the Royal Navy, composed of more than 200 warships, slowly approached.
They were arranged in a neat line, the British flag was fluttering in the sea breeze, and a C-shaped encircling circle had been formed.
On the sea.
Liu Chen is deploying combat missions via radio, and this time they brazenly broke into London without using the Royal Navy as a threat.
Many naval battles have proved that the Imperial steel battleship has an absolute advantage over the sail battleship. In addition to the armor protection of the battleship, the speed and rotating artillery of the steel battleship are also unmatched by the sail battleship.
And now the radio communication command integrates the combat capabilities of battleships.
So Liu Chen and Xie Yuan didn't care about being surrounded by the Royal Navy.
"It's really a group of lifeless things." Liu Chen said as he looked at the approaching sailing warship.
Before coming, Xie Yuan conducted an investigation on the British navy. He said: "The fighting will of the British navy in Europe is still good. It is not surprising that they dare to risk their lives and go to war with us, but since they are here, we will directly Let them be buried."
"Okay, let's destroy them together." Liu Chen laughed three times, and then he directly turned the King-class ironclad ship towards the Royal Navy's fleet.
Xie Yuan nodded. He discussed with Liu Chen and divided the fleet into three parts, each dealing with British warships from three directions.
The order was issued, and the 68 steel warships heading to Britain turned one after another, leaving arc-shaped wakes on the sea.
In the Port of London, after the imperial warships turned around, the British who hid in the fortifications kept showing their heads. This was because they cast their eyes on the sea.
Butlin and Murphy, like everyone else, looked at the sea nervously. Although they knew the chance of victory was slim, they still had poor hope.
After all, the number of the British navy is three times that of the Imperial Navy. If they get lucky, the British crisis will be lifted, and the British reputation will be further improved in Europe. If possible, they may even seize many steel battleships.
This kind of gambler's psychology fills the hearts of the British at this moment. At this moment, no one speaks, they look at the battlefield silently and nervously.
As they watched, Liu Chen and Xie Yuan's King-class iron armored ship led more than 20 steel warships to first attack the fleet of 90 warships on the south side.
Taking advantage of the fact that sailing warships can only shell on both sides, Liu Chen and Xie Yuan always used the speed of warships to seize the "T" position for shelling.
Under the bombardment of twenty battleships, the British sailing warship suffered heavy losses in an instant. In the face of the metal cannonballs of the Empire, the wooden sailing warship would basically be scrapped when hit by a shell.
The British immature bombs often only left a trace on the Imperial battleship.
As soon as the war began, the result of the war was doomed. Sailing warships exploded, burned, and remained silent, while the empire's warships remained unscathed.
In just one hour, Liu Chen and Xie Yuan faced only more than 20 warships in the fleet.
At this time Liu Chen said to Xie Yuan: "Now let us leave a little indelible memory to the British, the King, ordered to hit the enemy ship!"
Xie Yuan smiled evilly. He said via radio: "All warships are ordered to hit the enemy ships!"
Under the order of the two, the empire's warship immediately sprinted into full power, increased its speed to the maximum, and rushed towards the British warship that was still struggling at sea.
Facing the steel battleship that the empire directly hit, the remaining British soldiers on the battleship were filled with deep fear.
"God, they must be demons!"
The soldiers' will collapsed~EbookFREE.me~ They screamed and jumped into the sea to survive.
At the same time, there were also thousands of British people in the harbor who had collapsed. Many of them had already covered their eyes and wept bitterly.
Once they defeated the Dutch fleet in front of their homes as the Dutch, while the Dutch who were watching the battle on the shore were distraught, but the scene is so similar now. "There is no hope." Murphy's eyes were filled with despair. The British navy was over, and Britain was over.
Butlin comforted: "Without the navy, we still have the army. We must have confidence."
As soon as his voice fell, there was a heavy crash on the surface of the sea, and in front of them, the British sailing warship was hit by the imperial warship in two.
At the same time, the fighting conditions on the north and west sides were equally miserable. In the afterglow of the setting sun, more than 200 British warships sank in the red sun and flames.
Gale winds whizzed past the sea. In the ears of the British, this seemed to be the last sad song of the British navy.
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