C2781 End of Maritime War in Eastern Frisia

The army was not stupid, upon seeing how the navy was turning the tables and even exploding the army camps, all of them were so angry that they were about to rebel, and then with the continuous onslaught of the Prussian army s on the island, their military strength had undergone a huge change.

In the end, the appearance of the Prussian Iron-armored Ship completely stopped them from relying on the naval naval gun's firepower to support themselves. After a while, the morale of the army finally crumbled.

The battle that followed was not a simple one. It was a battle for the captives. Each unit fought for the captives with their lives. In the future, this would be considered as a reward for their contributions.

On the beach, in the woods, in the wilderness, in the farmlands, in the villages... Prussian soldiers who were running back and forth and French soldiers who were raising their hands in surrender were everywhere.

The French troops, who had lost their weapons, formed a long line and advanced towards the back, often escorting one or two soldiers with a company of French soldiers as they retreated towards the back.

However, the Zhiyuan Warship sailors were in a different place. They disarmed all the prisoners of war and escorted them to the center of the town, where it seemed to have become the territory of the Chinese.

At this time, Lin Zhen was already able to stand up, he had the support of the nurse by his side, and Lin Zhen spoke to the prisoner of war with a cold face.

"Take a look for yourself!" Look at the soldiers blown to death and crushed to death in the ruins.

"You are the ones who started this unjust war!"

"Atonement! Even if it's not for others, for your own people, go atone for your sins! "

"Start digging through the ruins, how much can we save …"

Groups of French soldiers were scolded to the point that their faces turned red. They did not retort and immediately threw themselves into the rubble to clear it. Luckily, they were rescued in time. They really managed to save the lives of more than a hundred French soldiers.

The war on the Spic Island was nearing its end. The Prussian side had achieved unprecedented victories, and Xiang Ying and the rest were not idle either. More than a thousand prisoners of war from the French army had become their spoils of war.

He believed that these thousand over French prisoners of war would definitely become the best bargaining chip for Xiao Letian to blackmail the Government of France at the negotiation table.

The battle on the island was nearing its end, and the battle on the sea itself could no longer continue!

Huo Fu had also organized a few counterattacks, but the Brandenburg's firepower was too strong.

After more than half an hour of shooting, the six battleships were all heavily injured. The rest of the battleships were all lightly injured. This sea battle was already completely defeated!

It was as if Huo Fu's soul had been sucked out of his body, he laid weakly on the chair, like mud. There was only one sentence left in his mouth: "Let's go … …" Retreat! Go back to your trial... "Let's go …"

With a boom, the officers who had just been placed under house arrest regained their freedom. It turned out that the tragic situation of the battle had caused the policemen and Huo Fu's loyal followers to not know what to do.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the other soldiers started to rescue the officers under house arrest!

"Lock Huo Fu up! This damned bastard … "It's the Imperial Navy!"

"Notify all battleships of... Break out! Choose the direction of the British battleship and break out of the encirclement! "

"Prussian doesn't dare to shoot a gun, it definitely doesn't dare! They must be afraid of hurting the English! "

The French navy's retreat began, and all the ships that could move fled for their lives, while the Brandenburg, hanging behind their butts, used their cannons to call for more victories.

The Duke of Newcastle looked at the Frenchman who was rushing past his fleet and said with a wry smile, "The Frenchman is finished. This time, there is no saving him!"

"Send a signal to the Prussian, tell them that we will remain neutral, and will absolutely not make a move! Please tell them that I am the envoy of British Empire and that I need to meet with the King! "

"Hehe …" Actually, it was useless to see what was missing. Since the war had come to this point, what was there to negotiate? The Prussian would never let go of such a historic opportunity! "Ai …"

Just like that, the Maritime War in Eastern Frisia drew the curtain, the Zhiyuan Warship fought this battle and used its heavy injuries to destroy 3 French Iron-armored battleship s, heavily injured 4 cruisers, destroyed 8 armed merchant ship s, and directly annihilated over 4 thousand enemies!

As for Prussia, they had seriously injured a total of nine starships, captured three ships, and captured twenty-two thousand people of the French Army!

It was a miraculous victory. The Prussians on the other side of the continent were cheering their victory with their earth-shattering roars, and the sound of their cheers was almost tearing their vocal cords apart.

"Victory!" We defeated the French in the naval battle! We have won! "

Soldiers and civilians embraced and cheered, while the French prisoners were ashen!

The Duke of Newcastle looked at the Zhiyuan Warship in front of him, gulping down his saliva helplessly. The Brandenburg and the other Prussian battleships had already protected the Zhiyuan Warship tightly, so all the cannons were aimed at the Royal Navy.

"The enemy commander hasn't responded yet?" It seems that they are truly angry at us... "No wonder, this battle was really tragic, it will definitely change the situation in Europe …"

Just as he was talking, Duke of Newcastle's eyes suddenly lit up, his heart thumping, "Aiya! I forgot something huge! Bad, bad, bad... I want a telegram, I want a telegram! "

"City! This war will definitely affect the financial markets. I must send out the news! My God, this is more important than fighting! "

The battle in the sea went on for nearly 12 hours, and the intensity of the fighting was so great that even the Duke had forgotten what was happening in the rear.

War will always affect financial markets. Equities, exchange rates, bonds... The prices of these financial products are closely related to the war!

It was necessary to ensure that the Bankers and the capitalists of his country knew the outcome of the war as soon as possible, and that whoever knew first would get the upper hand in the business.

What's more, the Duke himself was a part of the chain of benefits, a grasshopper on a string!

At this point in time, there was no radio technology, and even telegrams could only be used recently. If a battleship from the sea wanted to telegraph to the outside world, it would have to rely on the telegraph on the land.

If the Duke of Newcastle wanted to send the news to London, he had to borrow the telegraph from the Prussian!

Royal Navy immediately sent the marines to escort the Duke ashore. They had previously sent him a strong signal message.

"Duke of Newcastle is about to come ashore … At this moment, the landing has nothing to do with the war, so please allow me! "

Of course the Prussian army did not dare to shoot at the Duke of England, they only watched coldly as the Duke's boat, under the protection of heavy soldiers, quickly boarded the Spic Island.

"Is there something wrong with this English duke?" What else is on this island? Worth going up in person? Why aren't you quickly going to the hamburger to enjoy? "

"telegraph! I need telegraph! Find your high ranking officer, I need the telegraph! " As soon as they climbed onto the beach, the Duke of Newcastle began to clamor.

A on the beach looked at this high-class British noble like he was an idiot and went crazy!