Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

The fireballs rose into the air, and Pierre and the others sent an extremely urgent signal to the King Yi, telling him that the mission had been largely completed.

King Yi on the cargo ship was very clear about Paul's and Pierre's ability and sacrifice. He knew that if they did not complete the mission already, he would not have sent such a signal even if they met with any difficult situations.

"Damn it!" If these young Irish parties don't act again... That... "Then I can only choose to break my wrist bravely!" With a bang, the King Yi punched the hard oak fence, creating a crack.

He was very clear that both Pierre and Paul were not afraid of death. The reason they sent the emergency signal was not because they really wanted to escape, but because they were considering the big picture.

The British must have begun to suspect the Irish of their background. The riot was so big that even a fool would not believe that there was no one behind it.

By now the British must have made up their minds to find out who the mastermind was. Pierre and the others had sent out an urgent signal because they were afraid that the clue would fall into the hands of the British.

The King Yi understood their intentions. If he could save them, he would give it a try, but if he could not, he would have to ask the King Yi to quickly retreat.

It could be imagined what would happen to Pierre and Paul. They would not leave the British with their corpses intact, the raging fire was their final resting place, and the British would have nothing but a handful of ashes.

"Damn it!" These young Irish are a bunch of frightened rabbits! "They're still not making their move yet, just what are they waiting for …"

The lawyer Mai Kesi had already left the cargo ship, and before he left, he had already brought a total of four boxes of firearms, a total of 60 Remington rifles and a large amount of bullets, but Mai Kesi had not promised him anything in the end.

King Yi knew he had to go and persuade the other Leader s. Without these benefits, they would not have taken the bait, but the situation had already deteriorated to this point, if he continued to delay, all of the members of the Foundation would not be able to escape.

Were they really going to abandon Pierre and retreat on their own? When did I ever abandon my brother when I came to Europe from Asia? No, no, no... Perhaps from the moment the Dadu River was buried and the double took my place, I was no longer who I used to be.

The sailors on the freighter were all Navy veterans. They were keenly aware of the approaching danger. "Boss …" We can't stay here any longer. We have to retreat in fifteen minutes at the most! We can feel that the British Navy has already made their way up under the cover of night! "

This was the sea off the coast of England, it was completely Royal Navy's territory. With their level of elite, they could sail from the nearest naval base in less than seventy minutes in an hour and provide support.

Fortunately, he had good enough intelligence to know that the steam tanker battleships were all temporarily moved away from the Dublin. Otherwise, the King Yi would not have dared to gamble so much.

The reaction speed of the steam battleship was much faster than the Sail battleship, so they did not need to think about the wind and the sea currents.

"Wait a little longer!" "Wait a little longer …"

"No, we have to be responsible for your safety. If something happens to you, it will lead to a very troublesome diplomatic conflict and a huge political change … "Please forgive us, but we are responsible not only for your orders, but also for our Prime Minister!"

These sailors were elites drawn from Prussia's limited navy, and they were able to obey all the orders of the Foundation even if they had to fight and die.

But King Yi's orders could not conflict with Bismark's orders, if there was a conflict, then Bismark's orders must be followed, and Bismark's most important order was to strictly defend King Yi's safety, this was the unsurpassable bottom line.

King Yi knew that he could not control a single sailboat by himself, so he could only grit his teeth and endure the pain in his heart as he watched the fire and battle cries approaching in the dark sky.

The sky above Dublin was completely covered by thick smoke. Even in the areas outside the city that were not affected by the fire, people still saw with their own eyes the sky filled with black ash falling down like snowflakes.

A third of the city was engulfed in a sea of fire, especially the dock area where millions of tons of food were set alight. Smoke and black dust rose up dozens of meters into the air.

Pierre and the others had already fallen into a bitter battle, the eight hundred soldiers had already passed the most chaotic moment. Under the leadership of the Major Fayle's iron hand, the army of the British Empire finally returned to its original state, and started to pounce towards the Rebellion with bloody fangs.

Mercenaries and Irish citizens had no choice but to retreat while relying on buildings. Fortunately, the Moor warrior had destroyed the British kerosene warehouse, which allowed the fire to stop, otherwise with the British Army's crazy urge to burn down a house whenever they saw one, they would have been driven to the sea long ago.

The British troops on the street kept up their cross-fire to cover their advance. The battle formation steadily moved forward like a mountain pressure. Every time an ambush appeared in a house, there would be a group of brave bayonets rushing in to clear the place.

They could only rely on light weapons or even cold weapons to fight against the British army, but no matter how elite the soldiers were, they were still made of flesh and blood. When the ratio of the enemy to me reached a ratio of one to ten, the war would only be a one-sided slaughter.

Sitting on his military horse and standing at the back of the line in the safe zone, Faye coldly watched the development of the battle. The development of the situation made him extremely pleased, and his only regret was that the navy still had not arrived.

"Humph!" It has always been the navy suppressing the army, but in the face of an emergency, it is our army that has to go up! At least 30 percent more for the garrison troops, or else these thugs won't be able to take it! "

Just as the Major Fayle was looking forward to the battle and discussing about rewards, in the pitch black night of the northeast of the sea outside the Dublin, the British Navy's battleship that had received an emergency telegram for assistance had already come over. There were a total of two small Sea frigate that were heading towards the outer seas of the Dublin.

"These Army idiots can't even suppress a bunch of Irishmen? We need the Navy to back us up... Fine, since I have already given you the free credit, I won't reject it for free! "

"Speed up... After sealing off the Dublin's port waters in twenty minutes, our sailors will be able to come ashore tomorrow to participate in the suppression operation.

"Long live!" Cheers immediately broke out on the deck of the two battleships. These bored sailors obviously knew what the fun was.

As long as they were involved in the ruckus, all the Irish property would be theirs, and all the pretty Irish women would enjoy it as much as they liked, and anyone they disliked would be executed on the spot.

Could an Irishman's life still be considered human? It was just a dog!