How thick is the four-inch carburized steel plate? An adult's index finger and thumb spread out is called a slap. A slap is about four and a half to five inches. You can imagine the thickness of the steel plate.

A piece of steel plate with a thickness is not something that existing field artillery can resist. Only if the caliber exceeds 180 and the shells are specially made armor-piercing shells can they cause destructive power to steel plates of such thickness.

Obviously, the French underestimated the Zhiyuan's resistance to strike and overestimated the performance of Austrian-made field artillery, and even they chose the wrong shells.

Flowering bullets may be useful against wooden shell warships, but they are simply tickling when dealing with four-inch steel plates. This kind of shell can only be used to damage the vitality on the deck.

Unfortunately, the Chinese had already obtained information in advance. Before the operation, all unrelated personnel on the deck had already been avoided. Only the main gun's bulletproof deck was hidden behind the bulletproof deck of the main gun.

This was really an astonishing scene. French Consul Ferdinand stared at his glasses larger than a dead fish. The steel warship that had already entered the river was like a proud steel beast. He completely despised the harassment of mosquitoes and rushed into the canal waterway without hesitation.

At that moment, Ferdinand seemed to hear Xiao Letian's ridicule "Hahaha... stupid guys, maybe you have raised your evaluation of Zhiyuan more than once, but your arrogant souls will never admit that the Chinese are stronger than you! Even if it is just a warship, you can't be stronger than you..."

"Your lowly souls release arrogance and ignorance, and finally get a stupid analysis, and then finally come up with such a stupid sneak attack plan!"

"I want to use a few field guns to sneak attack this epoch-making steel warship? You dream about it!"

Ferdinand's face was frying again, and it was burning hot and hot. "Let's fire! Open fire! Keep fire... Sink this warship, many ants bite the elephant to death, and we can defeat him by number... God bless France!"

The two spies on the west side of the canal were also dumbfounded. The golden glow of the sunset was spread on the Zhiyuan, which released the metallic luster. The black smoke at the bow of the ship had just dissipated, but the proud warship was unscathed!

"God! The caliber of the guns we prepared is too small...the number is not enough! Damn, I would have built a shore defense gun here if I had known it would have been here!"

"Bad, the shore defense cannon is here, how can you attack the sneak attack? That's not clear to tell the whole world that this attack was done by our France!"

"I can't care about that much, tell Scarface to shoot at full speed, empty all the ammunition and leave quickly... The next thing will be left to the consul!"

"The attack has already happened, it's time for our diplomats to come on the field!"

Without urging Scarface, he ordered rapid shooting. He also knew that the night was long and dreamed, and this group of desert bandits wanted gold, and they and the Chinese did not draw. They quickly completed the task and returned to the desert to accumulate energy.

With such a hurry and the sand dunes blocked their sight, the accurate head of the shelling became lower and lower.

Boom boom boom... The shells exploded in the lake, and even the warehouse in the fifth stop town was hit by stray bullets, and the fire was burning.

What's even more unlucky is the British. Major General Jason's flagship was next to the Zhiyuan. This battleship that once expeditioned to Dagukou was blown up with a hole on the side. Although the broken gap was only the size of a fist and did not cause any damage at all, it was an absolute insult to the British.

"Prepare to fight back! Artillery suppression... Since the French cannot control this place, we British control it!"

Just when Major General Jason's order was not completed, hundreds of elite French cavalry suddenly rushed out of the barracks in the north of the fifth stop. However, the leading commander did not directly attack the dunes that fired the artillery, but instead divided his troops into two groups to approach the dunes, while the other group rushed directly into the canal channel.

"According to the order of the French Consul Viscount Ferdinand, please do not intervene in military affairs. The French garrison can completely calm the situation... Please close the gun door! Please close the gun door..."

"What? Viscount Ferdinand is at the fifth stop? How could it be..." Jason of course knew who Ferdinand was. This was a diplomat who Napoleon III valued very much. He should not be respected as a diplomat.

"Eleventh year ago, Ferdinand and the Egyptian Governor of the Ottoman Empire conducted diplomatic mediation, and snatched the canal from the British. This is an amazing crowd..."

"Didn't he say he would retire after returning home last year? Why did he come back this year?"

Major General Jason retreated. If there were no senior officials here today, then the British side could do it even if they directly sent soldiers to fight back.

Unfortunately, there are big names present today. Viscount Ferdinand is not an ordinary diplomat. He is a noble family and has been in politics all his life and wants to be a wide range of connections in Europe. Such a person can be welcomed by the Prime Minister even if he goes to London.

This is the power of reputation. Jason really dares not act rashly in front of him.

The adjutant looked at the embarrassed general and whispered, "Don't cause diplomatic conflicts. Since the French have sent cavalry, we should give the right to resolve the matter to the French. After all, the management of the canal is in the hands of the French!"

"Damn it, how could that old man be here... Eighty-most of the attack was done by them French!"

But what's the use of guessing? Without evidence, you can only suffer a loss.

The French cavalry running along the canal had just shouted next to the British warships, and then chased to the side of the Zhiyuan. The group of Frenchmen really fought their best. They rushed to the closest distance despite the danger of being accidentally injured by artillery.

"Stop the ship! Please stop the ship... You have been attacked inexplicably, and there may be ambushing ahead... Please stop the ship and wait for our protection..."

"Please stop the ship and wait for our protection... According to the canal management regulations, according to the canal safety laws formulated by France and the Ottoman Empire... You must stop the ship, and we will protect your safety!"

"Damn it, why do these Chinese ignore us! Stop the ship... Otherwise the French military will take measures!"

Boom boom boom... The attacking shells continued to explode on both sides of the canal. Now even the British warships dared not move forward too far. Only the Zhiyuan still moved forward silently. The hull had been hit by four bombs, but it was still silent.

France shouted, uttered flags, uttered light signals... and ordered the Zhiyuan to stop the ship, but the warship was silent like a ghost.

At this time, all the hulls of the Zhiyuan had entered the canal channel, and stabbed to the north alone like a sharp knife breaking ice.

Ferdinand was completely stunned, "What kind of routine is this? Even though we know we are going to block the river, why do the Chinese continue to move forward? Do they think they can break through the Said Port?"

"When I encountered an attack, I didn't retreat or fight, but instead went against the wind..."

"Look... Consul, please look... There is movement at the entrance of the canal... The Chinese are releasing the boat!"
Chapter completed!