The Ksmo was indeed the worst-killed warship in the entire battle. The main gun of the Zhiyuan directly hit his ammunition depot. Under the fierce fire, the ammunition depot exploded. The entire warship was blown into two pieces. All the crew sank into the sea before they had time to escape.

The Pyrenees was seriously injured and had already hit the reef and began to sink. The Banshee lost all its power system and began to overturn and was about to sink.

But these two warships are at least a little better. They gave the crew some chances to escape. At this moment, there are sampans running away and sailors swimming with wooden boards everywhere on the sea.

Only the Ksmo was the most miserable. None of the crew members survived a huge explosion. Some were killed directly, some were stunned, and some were simply sealed in the cabin and sank to the bottom of the sea with the waves.

More than 300 officers and soldiers of the Ksmos have not survived!

Such a tragic scene completely angered the French. Hoff, who fled behind Zhiyuan, had completely turned into a madness. He knew that if such a result was passed to Paris, he would have no way to survive!

The three battleships were just finished, but that Zhiyuan was still alive!

"The whole army surrounded! Free shooting! This battleship must be sunk at any cost!"

"O God! If we don't kill all these Chinese people today, we will all go to the gallows!"

Even Hoff himself didn't pay attention, and the voice of his order was already crying.

The naval battle has lasted for two and a half hours. Although Zhiyuan has caused brilliant results, he himself is already scarred.

The main structure has indeed not been damaged, but this warship has reached a stage where it must be overhauled, including the Luojing flybridge, lifeboat, three strong wind-pressurized ventilation ducts, and even a large number of teak decks on the Zhiyuan...

These exposed parts have been severely damaged, and many of the Zhiyuan navigation functions have been damaged!

To put it bluntly, Zhiyuan is now like a capable master who has fought dozens of rounds in the boxing ring. Although his bones are amazing and can still fight, he has too many injuries.

His whole body was red and swollen, his mouth was bleeding, and his eyes were swollen. This kind of boxer probably struggled to walk when he got off the ring! But one thing is fortunate that this boxer's internal organs were fine, and his muscles and bones were not broken. As long as he had a little cultivation, he would still be a good man when he turned around!

But today this hero was already red in his eyes. At the critical moment when he had to retreat, he chose to attack decisively. After sinking three battleships, he still waved his iron fist at the French with his might.

"Damn...who else? Who else...is there...who..."

When the Duke of Newx saw the situation on the battlefield, he felt something was wrong. "No! Zhiyuan is really going to seek death! Even if France eats Zhiyuan in this battle, it will lose all strategic opportunities!"

"If Zhiyuan disrupts the situation like this, the French plan to attack Hamburg will be completely bankrupt!"

"Napoleon III lost, he lost this Franco-Prussian war!"

At this time, the British naval officers around him suddenly said collectively, "Hisser Duke, please give orders! At this moment, there is a safe passage between us and the Zhiyuan, and the French cruiser has not blocked the gap yet!"

"Such a heroic warship should not die at the hands of the French. Let's take it out!"

"His Excellency Duke, the Chinese envoys have just visited our British Empire. Can't we just watch him die tragically, right?"

Soldiers are soldiers, with their simple emotions. They respect heroes, and the Zhiyuan in front of them has completely conquered them. No one can sit by and watch the hero die tragically before them.

But politicians are different from pure soldiers. The Duke of Newx shook his head with regret, "No! We did not declare war with the French. If we intervene, it would be equivalent to participating in the war!"

"I don't have this right, and you don't! Keep a distance and continue to watch the battle. Your mission is to record all the data of this naval battle and help my Royal Navy enter a brand new era of ironclad ships!"

"God! What a magnificent era! If warships around the world adopt the design style of Zhiyuan, then what an exciting and exciting scene would be!"

The Duke finally made the choice that politicians should have. Although he and Xiao Letian have extensive and in-depth cooperation in interests, this cannot change anything!

At this moment, he watched the angry French cruiser fleet block the narrow waters between him and Zhiyuan, and surrounded Zhiyuan.

Boom boom boom... The angry cruiser began to shoot at the Zhiyuan like crazy, and more than twenty warships surrounded the north, east and south.

These warships witnessed the fierce firefight just now. They watched the main battleships sunk by one by one, and were furious but couldn't help at all!

After all, at that time, their position was wrong, the boiler water pressure was insufficient, and the speed was not raised at all. Even if they wanted to help, they were powerless!

Now that the Zhiyuan has fallen into his pocket, he doesn't have to bypass the array of the main battleships. As long as you surround it from north to south, you can buckle the Zhiyuan inside.

This is really a strange scene in the history of naval warfare. I have never seen such a perfect encirclement. The French actually surrounded them from all sides, forming an oval shooting array, trapping the Zhiyuan in the center.

To the west are the remaining battleships lined up and fired in a long line, and to the east are ten cruisers along the coastline of Spike Island, which are also raging towards the Zhiyuan with side fire!

Five cruisers from north to south blocked the escape of Zhiyuan. An irregular oval battle formation appeared on the entire sea. Zhiyuan was really hard to escape!

Countless British naval officers and soldiers watching the battle closed their eyes, and they couldn't bear to see the final outcome of this legendary warship!

The French army landed on Spicke Island excitedly shouted in the storm, "Avenge! The navy is fighting beautifully! Sink Chinese warships!"

"Long live the empire! Long live the emperor!"

Every time the Zhiyuan was concentrated by shells, it was exchanged for the roar of countless French soldiers. At that moment, they could not even feel the storm that struck him!

These French soldiers were completely burned by the rage of revenge and lost their minds, but the British officers and soldiers watching the battle outside the battlefield found a trace of weirdness.

"What's going on? Did the Zhiyuan's main gun be blown up? Why haven't you ever fought back yet?"

"You see the trajectory of Zhiyuan... he is still accelerating... What exactly does he want to do?"
Chapter completed!