Iron Dynasty Chapter 1143

Tulip Palace.

Queen Victoria covered her ears in pain. The sound of explosions from the port was like a knife stabbing into her heart. The dignity of the British Empire was completely gone in the cannon fire of the Eastern Empire, and all of this was because of her self-righteous decision. She thought that her small cleverness would bring tangible technological benefits to Britain, but now she had brought destruction upon Britain.

“Your Majesty, we must evacuate from London. The Imperial army may land at any time. It’s no longer safe here, and many nobles have already left,” Murphy advised.

Queen Victoria looked sad, but her tone was firm. She said, “No, I will not leave Tulip Palace, and I will not leave London. It was I who led Britain to destruction, so how can I run away alone now?”

“Your Majesty, this is not your fault. A war between us and the Empire was bound to happen sooner or later; it was just a matter of time,” Murphy said.

“You don’t have to say anything more. I’ve made my decision. You should go to Tsarist Russia to form a temporary British government. If the British mainland cannot hold on, at least we must leave a hope behind,” Queen Victoria said with a firm tone.

Murphy shook his head and said, “If Your Majesty falls into the hands of the Empire, that is what will make all British people feel desperate. You should seek refuge in Tsarist Russia more than we should.”

After speaking, Murphy nodded to Butler. Butler understood and forcefully pulled Queen Victoria up, saying, “Your Majesty, the ship to Tsarist Russia is ready. My apologies.”

Queen Victoria struggled hard, but she could not break free from the soldiers and could only angrily accuse Murphy and Butler. However, the two of them were unmoved and still had the soldiers forcefully take her away.

However, at this time, to the south, north, and east of the Imperial fleet, the British Royal Navy, composed of more than 200 warships, slowly sailed over. They were arranged in neat formations, with British flags fluttering in the sea breeze, and a C-shaped encirclement had been formed.

On the sea.

Liu Chen was deploying combat missions via radio. This time, they openly broke into London and did not regard the British Royal Navy as a threat at all. Numerous naval battles had proven that the Empire’s ironclad warships had an absolute advantage over sailing warships. In addition to the warships’ armor protection, the speed and rotating cannons of the ironclad warships were also incomparable to those of sailing warships. And now, radio communication command had integrated the combat power of the warships. Therefore, Liu Chen and Xie Yuan did not care about being surrounded by the British Royal Navy.

“They really are a group of people who don’t know what’s good for them,” Liu Chen said, looking at the approaching sailing warships. Before coming, Xie Yuan had investigated the British navy. He said, “The fighting will of the British navy in Europe is still quite good. It’s not surprising that they dare to fight us to the death, but since they have come, let’s just bury them.”

“Good. Let’s destroy them together,” Liu Chen laughed three times, and then he ordered the King-class ironclad warship to turn and charge toward the British Royal Navy fleet. Xie Yuan nodded. After discussing with Liu Chen, he divided the fleet into three parts, each to deal with the British warships coming from three directions.

The order was given, and the sixty-eight ironclad warships heading for Britain all turned, leaving an arc-shaped wake on the sea.

At London Port, after the Imperial warships turned, the British people hiding in the fortifications constantly poked their heads out. They turned their attention to the sea. Butler and Murphy, like everyone else, all watched the sea nervously. Although they knew that the chance of victory was slim, they still held a pitiful hope. After all, in terms of numbers, the British navy was three times the size of the Imperial navy. If they were lucky enough to win, Britain’s crisis would be resolved this time, and Britain’s prestige in Europe would be further enhanced. If possible, they might even be able to capture many ironclad warships.

This gambler’s mentality filled the hearts of the British people at this moment. At this moment, no one spoke. They watched the battlefield in silence and tension. And as they watched, the King-class ironclad warships, where Liu Chen and Xie Yuan were, led more than twenty ironclad warships to first attack the fleet of ninety warships on the south side. Using the characteristic that sailing warships could only fire from both sides, Liu Chen and Xie Yuan used the speed of the warships to always seize the “T” position to bombard.

Under the bombardment of the twenty warships’ cannons, the British sailing warships instantly suffered heavy losses. Facing the Empire’s metal shells, a wooden sailing warship would basically be scrapped if it was hit by a single shell. However, the British’s immature explosive shells often only left a few marks when they hit the Imperial warships.

The outcome of the war was determined at the very beginning. One sailing warship after another exploded, burned, and sank, while the Empire’s warships were unscathed. In just one hour, the fleet that Liu Chen and Xie Yuan faced had only a little more than twenty warships left.

At this time, Liu Chen said to Xie Yuan, “Now let’s leave the British with an unforgettable memory. King, you are ordered to ram the enemy ships!”

Xie Yuan showed a wicked smile, and he said through the radio, “All warships are ordered to ram the enemy ships!”

Under the orders of the two, the Empire’s warships immediately sped up to their maximum and charged toward the British warships that were still struggling in the sea. Facing the Empire’s ironclad warships that were charging directly at them, the British soldiers on the remaining warships were deeply filled with fear.

“God, they must be devils!”

The soldiers’ will collapsed, and they all screamed and jumped into the sea to save themselves. At the same time, the thousands of British people at the port also collapsed. Many of them covered their eyes and cried bitterly, unable to bear to look at the tragic situation on the battlefield anymore. They had once defeated the Dutch fleet at their doorstep in front of the Dutch, and the Dutch people who were watching from the shore were heartbroken. The scene now was so similar.

“There’s no hope.” Murphy’s eyes were filled with deep despair. Britain’s navy was finished. Britain was finished.

Butler comforted him, “Even if we have lost our navy, we still have our army. We must have confidence.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a heavy crashing sound came from the sea. In front of them, a British sailing warship was rammed in the middle and split into two by an Imperial warship. At the same time, the battle on the north and west sides was equally tragic. In the afterglow of the setting sun, more than two hundred British warships sank in the red sun and flames. The strong wind howled across the sea, and in the ears of the British, it sounded like the final dirge of the British navy.