Iron Dynasty Chapter 1142

“Come, let me show you something.”

Liu Chen left the generals to count the supplies and took Xie Yuan into the operations room in Tangier. At this time, there was a beautifully made sand table in the operations room, with a map at the bottom and filled with warship models on top. Xie Yuan’s eyes lit up when he saw it. “Liu Chen, your sand table is pretty good.”

Smiling proudly, Liu Chen pointed in the direction of Britain and said, “During this time, I have been sending warships to patrol the Atlantic and continuously scout the navies of various countries. The current intelligence is all displayed on this sand table. In general, the current British navy still has 278 warships, which are distributed in Britain’s four main naval ports. The most important of which is the port of London.”

Xie Yuan nodded and said, “What I am worried about now is that the British navy will not fight the Empire head-on but will play hide-and-seek with us.”

“Hehe, there’s no need to worry about that. As long as we blockade Britain, they will definitely fight to the death, because not fighting means certain death, and fighting gives them a glimmer of hope,” Liu Chen said grimly.

Every time he thought of the humiliation he suffered in London, he wished he could return it to the British people tenfold, a hundredfold.

“The Emperor also means the same. He told us not to actively look for the British fleet but to directly blockade Britain. As for what happens during the blockade, we can use our own discretion,” Xie Yuan said.

Liu Chen nodded slightly and said, “However, before we go to Britain, the defense of Tangier cannot be ignored. The weapons of these Europeans are backward compared to the Empire’s, but they are not stupid. If Tangier is captured, our supply ships will not be able to provide supplies for more than eighty warships.”

Xie Yuan deeply agreed with this. Strategically, one should despise the enemy, but tactically, one must take the enemy seriously and not be careless.

Liu Chen showed a look of appreciation. “That’s a good idea. We’ll do it that way. We’ll notify them of the combat zone’s location, and then we’ll go to Britain.”

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London.

Brooke had returned from Moscow, and the news he brought back immediately cast a shadow over London.

“Your Majesty, this is Empress Catherine’s reply. She said that as long as we meet their conditions, they will agree to launch an attack on the Great Yu Empire in the East,” Brooke said cautiously.

“Blackmail, this is simply blackmail,” Murphy said angrily. “For these technologies, we in Britain did not hesitate to get involved in a war with the Empire, yet she wants to get them so easily.”

Queen Victoria said, “If Britain perishes, these technologies will be of no use. The most important thing now is to defeat the Eastern Empire. For this, it doesn’t matter even if we provide technology to the whole of Europe.”

“Your Majesty is absolutely right. If the Empire occupies London, I believe they will immediately seize Britain’s outstanding scientists,” Brooke said. “Instead of letting the Empire destroy these geniuses, it’s better to send them to Tsarist Russia.”

Murphy sighed deeply when he heard this. Although he knew that what Brooke and Queen Victoria said was right, he still could not bear to let everything they had worked so hard for be given away to Tsarist Russia so cheaply.

“We are running out of time. Once the Empire’s preparations are complete, they will launch an attack. Murphy, prepare immediately while we still have time.”

After a pause, she said, “Brooke, take the agreement and go. I hope Catherine will abide by her promise and launch an attack in the East.”

“Yes, Your Majesty,” the two responded and left.

Watching the two of them disappear, Queen Victoria came to the castle window and looked down at the streets of London. The London of today was no longer as prosperous and orderly as before. Under the war mobilization, the entire Britain was in a state of war.

There were fortifications being built everywhere on the streets. At the same time, Britain’s army had expanded directly from 100,000 to 500,000. In addition, the number of armed militiamen was even greater. Men, women, and children of all ages had taken up arms. Once the Imperial army invaded, they would fight to the death.

“Come on, and I will make you swallow the bitter fruit of war,” Queen Victoria said, narrowing her eyes. She had decided to fight with Britain to the end.

But her idea fell through just ten days later. The Imperial fleet gathered outside the port of London had no intention of landing.

“London Port, I’m back again.”

On the King-class ironclad warship, Liu Chen watched London Port through binoculars. At this moment, his heart was filled with hatred. If it weren’t for Britain, how could they have suffered such humiliation?

Stroking the main cannon of the King-class ironclad warship, Liu Chen said, “King, today is your day of revenge. Unleash your anger with your cannon fire.”

Xie Yuan was on the King with Liu Chen. The Imperial warships were now equipped with radio communication, so they could command the war from any warship. He narrowed his eyes as he looked at London Port not far away, and then he gave the order to bombard.

The order reached every warship. At this moment, the cannons of the warships began to adjust their angles, and the artillerymen carried heavy shells and loaded them into the breeches, waiting for the order.

“Fire!”

Everything was ready, and Liu Chen roared out the order to bombard.

“Boom, boom, boom…”

The cannons roared, and metal shells flew out of the breeches at high speed. Some went toward the port of London, while others flew directly toward the port buildings.

In the dazzling flashes of fire and explosions, London Port instantly became a sea of fire. The buildings on the shore were hit by shells and collapsed instantly, like shattered tofu. On the streets of London, British citizens screamed and scattered in all directions. They had never imagined that one day Britain would be attacked by another country.

This kind of confidence had lasted for more than a hundred years in Britain, and today they were paying a heavy price for their stupidity and ignorance.

“Where is our fleet? Where are they? Hurry and come kill these damned yellow-skinned pigs.”

In a fortification on the street, a man cursed. He had once participated in the protests against the Empire, and after the Imperial fleet was detained, this became his daily topic of conversation. But now, he was shaking with fear and could only hide in the fortification and curse in despair.

Shells fell from the sky, and the sound of explosions was endless. Flames, blood, dismembered limbs, and screams. London Port and the surrounding area seemed to have become a living hell. At this moment, the British people, who had been living in a beautiful dream of world domination, finally experienced the fear of being dominated by war.