Qing Dynasty Transmigration: The Counterattack Chronicle of a Young Lady with a Spirit Spring

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Chapter 198 Naval Battle

Yuntang also suppressed his arrogance at this moment, and gritted his teeth, saying, "These Englishmen are indeed ruthless!"

More than ten warships fought until the very last moment before retreating.

Lan Dingyuan smiled slightly: "Ninth Master, although this battle was dangerous, it has enhanced the prestige of our Great Qing. The British Royal Navy has always been rampant in the South China Sea. Today's defeat will surely shake the surrounding small countries."

Yinzhi's gaze was deep as he slowly said, "That's right. This battle is to let the Southeast Asian countries know that the Qing Dynasty's maritime borders are not to be violated!"

Sure enough, a few days later, when the fleet arrived in India, ships from Annam, Siam and other countries along the way gave way, and some small countries even sent envoys to express their goodwill.

Indian envoys boarded the ship with trepidation to present their gifts; meanwhile, in Nagasaki harbor, Japanese ronin whispered among themselves: "The cannons of the Qing ships... are more terrifying than the 'collapse of the nation' of the Shogun!"

Inside the Portuguese trading post in Macau, a scout rushed to report: "The Qing army's artillery range is 20% greater than that of the British warships, and every shot hits its mark!"

Not only was the journey smooth and unimpeded, but trade also proceeded exceptionally well.

Standing on the deck, Lan Dingyuan looked at the flags of ships from various countries in the harbor and said in a low voice, "Eighth Master, this battle was worth it."

Yun Si stood with his hands behind his back, the sea breeze caressing his face, his eyes reflecting the distant sunset.

As night fell, Yinzhi sat alone in his cabin, picked up his brush, dipped it in ink, and wrote a memorial: "We have fortunately fulfilled our mission and achieved a victory in the first battle. However, the superior quality of Western warships and cannons should not be underestimated. We implore Your Majesty to quickly dispatch new warships to consolidate our maritime borders..."

Outside the window, the moonlight was as clear as if it had washed, making the sea surface shimmer with silver light, as if it had paved a bloody road leading to supreme glory.