On a blue ocean, black smoke filled the air, and the sound of cannons rumbled.

Lu Zhi was hiding in mid-air under the cover of Mao Qiu, watching the decisive battle.

Although she had issued an edict, she knew very well what the quality of the ten-year-old fleet was, so she had to agree to Hairball's condition—not to stab it with a knife for three years.

After paying such a high price, she finally got a convenience: she could watch the battle over the battlefield.

The art of artillery bombardment of the Dasu people is indeed no trivial matter.

The hit rate is obviously much higher than that of Dacheng Chaoshui Division.

Although the number of battleships is small, and the total number of guns is also small, but for every three shots of the Dasu people, the Dacheng Navy can only hit one shot.

The Centennial Marine is not just kidding.

In Wen Rensheng's previous life, Germany struggled to catch up, and even though it had won many times in technology, it still had to be an existence fleet in front of the British Empire.

And McCann also relied on his industrial power to definitely win later, one can build the world's ships, sink one of mine, and I build ten ships.

The naval battle started at 9:00 am and 12:00 noon, and three full hours passed. Three capital ships of the Dacheng Dynasty had already withdrawn from the battle.

"Can you confuse the enemy gunners and make them inaccurate?" Lu Zhi was already looking anxious.

It's like watching a football game, watching the situation where you have repeatedly lost the ball.

She didn't talk about getting her own side to be accurate, because it was too difficult, but it was much easier to get the opponent to be inaccurate.

"Uh, I sensed a kind of luck in the dark. If I want to do this, I may not be able to accompany you in the future." Mao Qiu declined politely.

Then I saw a knife stabbing down, but finally stopped.

"Luck, there are no such mysterious things in this world!" Lu Zhi said impatiently.

At this time, she missed the world before she was reincarnated as the Queen Mother. At that time, with her own power, she could make many big people tremble with fear.

How is it like now, worrying about the two teams of rookies pecking at each other?

As long as a xenogeneic master, no, xenogeneic master, can make these dozens of behemoths in the eyes of the world, the main strategic force, and the deterrent force, all sink into the sea.

A psychedelic technique can make them collide with each other.

But now, she has to wait patiently, both sides use the power of science and reason, use spirit and morale, plus some luck, one shot after another, relying on a hit rate of less than 2%, to accumulate naval battles Advantage.

The situation changed by the afternoon.

Hundreds of torpedo speedboats came from the west, hanging the Yellow Dragon flag, pulling thick smoke, and the steam engine added to the highest pressure.

It looks like a suicide boat.

At this time, although most of the Dasu people's battleships still maintained their combat effectiveness, most of them were injured and their speed had dropped, and the rapid-fire guns used to stop the suicide ships had almost exhausted their ammunition reserves.

"Withdraw!" Commander Richard hung a semaphore on his flagship and fled first.

He knew the opponent's strategy: at first, he was afraid that he would run away, so he invested in two batches, and the main force was decisive.

After running out of their capital ships' ammunition and coal, send the torpedo ships in close quarters, as they had done before.

The Dacheng Dynasty was still too rich, and at this level, there were still so many ships in reserve.

Seeing this, Lu Zhi also nodded: "These guys have lived up to Aijia's expectations."

"Of course, if they want to think about the next life, they must do their best. Their initiative and sacrifice are not comparable to ordinary feudal officers." Mao Qiu pointed out the key.

That's right, those responsible for the death-defying attack and the approaching torpedoes all carry the Fountain of Youth with them, ready to drink it right before dying in battle, or simply bite it in the mouth, and drink it immediately once it collides with the enemy ship.

This is exactly the style of Dongdao people in Wen Rensheng's previous life.

Dongdao people also rely on deceiving and fooling people to do kamikaze, and everyone follows the same routine.

In contrast, Lu Zhi's strategy is more clever, after all, there are mysterious factors mixed in.

One by one the generals drove the torpedo boats, nimbly avoiding the shells.

Only as the distance got closer, it was still unavoidable to be hit by artillery shells, and the ship was destroyed. Only one lucky one out of ten rushed to the enemy's large ship and began to fire torpedoes, causing an earth-shattering explosion.

One of them was a torpedo ship. The shooting distance was too close, and the explosion caused it to bring himself in directly and perish with the enemy.

Looking at the tragic and magnificent scene, Lu Zhi began to be touched for some reason.

Although these people are dirty and filthy on weekdays, at this moment, their voices have reached the ultimate perfection.

"For the court!"

"Sink them!"

"Three years later, another hero!"

Magnificence, determination, courage... Their hearts, at this moment, become magnificent and colorful!

Death lifted their spirits to unprecedented heights; sacrifice freed them from the shackles of mortals and turned them into heroic spirits.

"You said, hairball, has it really been reincarnated?" she murmured.

"Of course there is, aren't you and I reincarnated?" Mao Qiu looked at her with the eyes of a fool.

Anyway, its hair is long and round, and no one can see its eyes, so it doesn't matter what kind of eyes you use.

"That's right, you said that if I fulfill that person's expectations, can these soldiers who died for me really be reincarnated?" Lu Zhi said quietly.

Although she wants to destroy the world and restart the universe, although she always stabs people with a knife, although she always hates the people around her... but she is still a loving and righteous Empress Dowager Lu.

"That's easy." Mao Qiu affirmed.

It has long been aware of the strangeness of this planet, similar to the secondary world where the principals do experiments, which means that the other party already has some abilities at the principal level.

Extracting souls and reincarnating is an easy task for the principal.

"Understood, I will remember the names and appearances of these warriors so that they can be truly reincarnated." Lu Zhi said seriously.

Hairball was stunned.

Is this man?

From a middle-aged girl who fantasized about destroying the world every day, to a feudal old lady who was selfish and deceived the public, and then to an enlightened person who was influenced by warriors, gave birth to compassion, and had a righteous heart.

The fountain of youth is an evil way, but reincarnation is the right way.

This is how human beings are, dirty, vile, weak, yet full of limitlessness, able to produce lotus flowers from filth and sweet fruits...

How fun, with them, even after another 10,000 years, 10,000 years will not tire.

So it chooses to be with people, not with its dead, seemingly powerful kind, with its principals.

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"The imperial naval battle was won, and the main battleship of the Dasu people was sunk by six, almost completely destroyed!"

"The Dasu people were forced to declare a truce, and peace is just around the corner."

"The prestige of my dynasty, reproduce the Western Ocean!"

In the capital, newspapers about naval battles sold out.

Among them, hundreds of heroes who collided with enemy ships and shot torpedoes at very close range listed their names one by one, and the survivors even wore flowers on horseback, and the scene was comparable to the champion.

Under the First World War~lightnovelpub.net~ Marquis alone has sealed twelve.

The Minister of War has made great contribution to the planning and has been named the Duke of the State, the first Duke of the State in three hundred years.

You can see the power of the military.

Up and down the court and the field, there is a jubilation.

It's just that the queen mother is not happy, she just silently made a decision.

This battle is paid for by deception.

If there was no Fountain of Youth, there would certainly not be hundreds of courageous officers to ram the enemy ships.

Feudal thought cannot produce such a high level of consciousness. It can produce a few loyal ministers occasionally, but it can never be produced in batches and on a large scale.

Faced with such a tragic situation, in the feudal army, fear of death was the norm, and occasionally only one or two generals dared to sacrifice.

She wants real victory, real magnificence, not soapy beauty.