C2765 Last Destiny 3 (2/2)
”Why didn't the Führer give birth ten years earlier?!” He was born ten years earlier, so he wasn't born to this stage … ”Damn it, damn it!”
”Brothers …” Don't worry... In the future, each one of you will be able to command a Iron-armored Ship … ” A faint voice came out from outside the crowd, causing everyone to turn around. Xiang Ying, who had been knocked unconscious, had already woken up.
He smiled bitterly as he looked at Jin Sanshun and his brothers. ”Don't worry, we will definitely take revenge for the humiliation we have suffered in the future … The two hundred over brothers who have survived will become two hundred bigger and stronger Zhiyuan Warship in the future! ”
”When we formed a huge fleet, this world... Let us do as we please! ”
”Let me up, I'm not going to die! If I have the courage to die, why don't I have the courage to face shame? ”
”Fatty Jin, this punch of yours woke me up. This is my battle, of course it's up to me to face this humiliation!”
”Captain …” Everyone was choked with sobs.
”Stop talking, hang the white flag!” ”Send out the signal!”
It was already past six o'clock in the morning. The summer was long and the dark clouds had dispersed the light from the Spic Island and the North Sea.
Seeing that, Huo Fu immediately jumped up and down command cabin in excitement. ”Great! ”With this battleship and so many Chinese prisoners, we have won the credit!”
”It doesn't matter if we can't get Berlin!”
”Capture the Zhiyuan Warship! ”Drag this warship back to the country!”
The entire French army was in jubilation. The army had already decided how to humiliate these Chinese. They would strip these captives naked and then march all over Europe!
We won't kill you, but we must thoroughly humiliate you!
”Charge!” Strip these yellow pigs! Parade at Champs-Elysées! ”
It charged towards the Zhiyuan Warship like a black cloud!
At this time, the Zhiyuan Warship had run out of food!
The battlefield quieted down, and the Prussian coastal fishermen praying in the distance heard the French tsunami of cheers.
”My God! The French are celebrating. Could it be that China's allies have failed? ”
”Dammit, there's only one battleship! How could he be a match for so many French troops? Where is our navy? Where are our soldiers? ”
”Shame!” Shame! He let his allies fight alone, while he hid in a safe place to be a mouse … Shame! Is there still the glory of the Knights back then? ”
Countless good fishermen were kneeling on the beach, praying to God. That was all they could do now!
100, 500, 1000, 3000 … The whole beach was filled with Prussian coast dwellers, men and women, young and old, kneeling on the beach and praying to God!
Not far from the sea, there was a small brick church. It was a very, very small church, and only one priest served the fishermen.
The white-haired old priest's eyes moistened when he saw this scene. He pulled the bell rope, and the melodious sound of the bell rang out on the beach!