"Order surrender, and I will let you leave Guangdong alive."

Yang Feng said majestically.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me for not being able to obey my orders, the officers and men of the Royal Navy are not in the habit of surrendering!"

Pu Dingcha stood up and said.

His tone was a little annoyed, obviously ashamed of his weakness, saying that he had just been made a baron before he came, and as an English nobleman, he was actually forced to kneel down by a pagan demon god, which was simply a shame, if he ordered to surrender again, then simply give himself a shot, at least this can save some reputation.

Yang Feng's hand pointed to the right.

The third meteor in the sky whistled down, and a gunboat turned into a torch in an instant.

Pu Dingcha's knees were very weak and almost knelt down again, but the second time he saw this scene was not the first time after all, after shaking it, he finally held on, but he held it but it didn't mean that the soldiers behind him could hold it, those frightened British officers and soldiers knelt on the deck without hesitation, and many people kowtowed to him like those Qing officials. Even on the last two cruisers, those sailors knelt down towards Yang Feng one after another, it was obvious that honor was not as important to them as their lives after all, these ordinary soldiers were nothing more than a mouthful of food, they didn't want to die in the fire of hell, at this time there were still people who were not drowned on the sea and screaming on the planks!

Yang Feng looked at Pu Ding Cha.

The latter stood there trembling and insisted.

At this time, the sound of cannons on the Lingding Ocean continued, and two British warships that tried to escape turned into torches in the shelling of the three ships of Dingzhenwei, in fact, the vast majority of British warships have given up escaping, if they still have the courage to fight with Yang Feng before, then after the meteor in the sky fell, all the British officers and soldiers no longer have the courage. How Yang Feng destroyed the Dutch fleet has become a legend, circulating in all ports in the South Seas, these officers and soldiers of the Royal Navy have also heard of it, but the vast majority of people do not believe it, thinking that it is the Dutch who cover up their incompetence, after all, this legend is too exaggerated, but at this moment they all understand that the Dutch are not alarmist, their opponent is really not human.

It doesn't matter if it's a pagan god or a demon, the important thing is that he can't be defeated by mortals at all.

In that case, who is going to kill themselves?

The sailors on the kneeling deck looked at Pu Ding Cha with pleading eyes, and Balk, although he did not kneel, looked at Pu Ding Cha with supplication eyes with trembling and suplication.

It is clear that they are all waiting for the latter's decision......

Or wait for the latter to act as a backstabber for them.

"I order you one last time, and immediately order all ships to surrender!"

Yang Feng said.

As he spoke, his hand was raised, and his finger pointed to a cruiser next to him, and the sailors on the cruiser immediately cried, and there were those who cursed Pu Dingcha, and several sailors were even more busy finding out the white flag and hanging it on the mast, and the raising of this white flag also made more warships begin to raise the white flag, and on the three ships of Dingzhenwei approaching in the distance, the searchlight column of the lead-acid battery continued to sweep, and there were more and more white flags in mid-air.

Pu Dingcha sighed helplessly.

"Your Majesty, what are you going to do with us?"

Then he said in a dry tone.

"You, if Victoria is willing to pay the fine for you, then you will be released and go home, of course, if your family or friends are willing to pay the fine for you, then you can also be released, if Victoria and your relatives or friends are not willing, then you will have to do hard labor."

Yang Feng said.

He really didn't want to kill these people.

The value of these people can be reflected in a better way, for example, for example, the 20 million taels of silver that Daoguang compensated, these battleships are only four battleships useful to him, these battleships can dismantle teak planks to build new ships for him, it is estimated that he can build five more ships and make up to eight miles away, but the cruiser is useless to him, the protection capacity of the thin planks is not up to standard, and he does not lack such planks, so he can completely let the British redeem them.

That's almost all of Britain's mobile combat forces in the Indian and Pacific Oceans.

Yilu was the commander of the Cape of Good Hope fleet before.

That is to say, in order to make up this fleet, the British even drew warships from the Cape of Good Hope, so without this fleet, at least in the short term, the British will have to rein in this area, not to mention that these sailors are also difficult to replenish in a short time, if he is willing to return, the British will definitely be willing to pay the ransom, then even the people and ships plus the prisoners of the army can get this indemnity.

The British would definitely have agreed.

Anyway, they didn't pay for it themselves, this huge amount of money was originally looted, but if they lost these warships and this group of soldiers, they would suffer serious losses in the East, especially in the Far East, and they would have to draw troops from other places to fill the gap, which would probably affect colonial control in some places, which was the most serious for Britain.

20 million taels of silver was really not a big deal for the British Empire at this time.

It's nothing more than six or seven million pounds, and that's it.

Hearing this, Pu Dingcha was relieved all of a sudden.

As long as you talk about money, it's definitely not a lie to him.

In fact, he was mainly afraid that Yang Feng would cut off their heads after surrendering, so not only would his reputation be over, but according to Yang Feng, he could still save his life, even if the British government refused to pay a ransom for him, his own family had money, so why should he care about this, since his life can be saved, then sacrifice his reputation or something!

"Your Majesty, thank you for your kindness, please accept my saber, the British Royal Navy Eastern Expeditionary Force surrenders to you!"

He immediately said with his sword in both hands.

"I accept your surrender!"

Yang Feng took his saber and said.

"Order all ships to stop resisting and raise the white flag!"

Pudingcha said to Balk.

A white flag quickly rose on the main mast of the Gaohuali, and at this time, the first rays of dawn lit up in the sky, and countless small sailing ships in the direction of Humen in front of him went down the river, Pu Ding looked at this scene and sighed with a complicated mood, and then he said to Yang Feng with a smile: "Your Majesty, then where will we go next?" ”

"What's next? Then you'll have to give orders to your army on the shore to surrender, you'd better be quick, I can't guarantee that they won't live until you. ”

Yang Feng said with a smile.

That's a big problem!

North of Xin'an.

"Steady, damn it!"

Major Berat roared angrily.

He was no longer as easy as he had ever been on this land, and he was engaged in a real bloody battle, with grenades and rockets exploding, his soldiers falling and the line of soldiers who represented the majesty of the British Empire on the verge of collapse.

And across from them, the Ming army, also wearing red uniforms, really showed their minions.

"These shameless liars!"

Major Berlat cursed indignantly.

Two hundred yards away from his infantry line, the Ming soldiers lined up in a neat formation were shooting bullets at them with rifled guns in their hands, and the precise bullets continued to hit the British soldiers with splashes of blood.

In the storm of bullets, the British soldiers who were still using the brown bass did not fire, and the brown bass could not hit the target at such a distance, they still strictly followed the regulations, lined up in a neat formation under the leadership of the officer, accompanied by the sound of drums, and kept leaving dead bodies behind, the only thing that could help them was the twelve-pounder guns on the high ground behind, but the situation of these cannons was equally difficult, because more artillery was constantly firing on the high ground behind the Ming army opposite them.

Having deceived them into feelings, the Ming army suddenly launched a thunderous attack before dawn.

Under the cover of twenty-four pounder mortars, Hale rockets and field guns of various calibers, all the rifled soldiers poured down like a torrent, and the British troops who were sweeping the front line of Xin'an, Humen, and Guishan were scattered, and quickly divided and surrounded this hot and humid land, Major Berat and his battalion were surrounded here by at least one brigade of Ming troops, and if they wanted to escape, they had to rush through the interception line ahead.

"Major, this won't work, our soldiers will die if they can't get any distance from firing."

The officer next to him said.

At this moment, there was a strange howl in the sky, and Major Berat and he did not hesitate to fall into a dirt pit, and then the shell hit not far away, and then bounced up and exploded less than a meter high, and the shrapnel flew in the explosion.

"What do you say?"

Major Berlat shook the dirt off his head and shouted.

"Spread out, charge at full speed and rush up to fight them with bayonets in the shortest possible time."

The officer clutched his injured arm and shouted.

Major Berlatt hesitated, it was obvious that this was not in accordance with the regulations, the line infantry could only make up for the lack of accuracy of the smoothbore gun in a dense formation, it was useless to scatter the charge, at least it could not be expected that the shooting would work, at most it would be solved by relying on bayonets, but if it was not dispersed, the speed of this line of advance would really not be able to sustain the distance of the fire.

"Charge!"

He had been on the battlefield for a long time, and after a little hesitation, he immediately pointed forward with his saber and shouted.

Five hundred yards in front of him, the Ming soldier Ji Wenyuan was pointing his gun at him, the soldier who had just joined the army this year took aim, and then pushed the ruler up three squares again, and then aimed at Major Berat again, he held his breath motionless and held the gun, and aimed the crosshair through the gauge at Major Berat who looked at it as a very small point, at this time the morning sun rose, and the ornaments on Major Berat reflected the morning light, and it was very clear in the crosshair.

Ji Wenyuan took a deep breath.

He suddenly pulled the trigger.

And at this moment, in the distance behind him, Pu Ding Cha was galloping towards this place on horseback, holding a white flag high in the hand of a British soldier who was also riding a horse behind Pu Ding Cha.