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The combined fleet directly ignored the small guard ship and swaggered along the border of the Russian waters.

At this moment, even if it is as powerful as the Russian Empire, it can't help but feel powerless.

And the news here was also passed to the Russian Black Sea Fleet in Sevastopol.

"Damn, sound the alarm, the fleet is ready to fight, immediately pass the content of this telegram to St. Petersburg, the **** British entered our waters."

Ivanovich, the commander of the Russian Black Sea Fleet, quickly grabbed the military uniform in his hand and hurriedly ordered his adjutant.

The strength of the Black Sea Fleet differs greatly from that of the Combined Fleet. Once attacked, only the entire army will be wiped out. However, as a noble soldier loyal to the Tsar, his sense of honor prepares him for it.

Throughout the port of Sevastopol, sirens began to sound loudly, and the naval soldiers in the port and the naval soldiers in the fleet all hurriedly returned to their combat posts.

Russia's Black Sea is generally not a threat, so the training of soldiers is relatively lazy.

I saw that the admiral of the fleet immediately walked to the broadcasting station, straightened the microphone on the table, and began to transmit the news to the whole army:

"Brothers, prepare for battle immediately, the British fleet has entered our waters, and we may have a desperate fight with the British at any time."

"Our country's sovereignty has been violated, even if the opponent's strength is several times ours, but soldiers, the time has come to be loyal to the country, and the dignity of the Russian motherland is inviolable."

"Everyone, go back to your combat posts immediately and prepare for the warm-up of the ship. I will wait here for the order of the tsar to pass down. We are ready to attack at any time."

The commander of the Black Sea Fleet, Ivanovich, immediately gave an urgent speech. The proportion of nobles in the Russian navy is much larger than that in the Russian army, and their loyalty to the royal family is naturally extremely high.

After there was no sound in the broadcast, all the Russian navy soldiers quickly returned to their combat posts amid the siren.

The ammunition in the ammunition warehouse was trotted out, followed by the thick black smoke of the ironclad, which gradually floated from the top of several battleships.

In the tense atmosphere, all the soldiers of the Black Sea Fleet looked serious and flustered, but no one showed a look of fear.

This kind of action by the British is almost no different from that of a colonial country, which makes these patriotic soldiers feel angry and humiliated.

Before the fight began, a tragic and solemn atmosphere of seeing death at home had gradually begun to permeate the Black Sea Fleet.

"Damn, send a letter to the officials in St. Petersburg and let them make a decision as soon as possible. The British can't be trampled on our dignity like this."

Ivanovich urged the telegraph operator eagerly. Although he was full of passion for such a big matter, he finally understood that the adults in St. Petersburg had to decide on this matter.

"Yes, I have used the fastest speed."

The telegraph operator, who was less than thirty years old, was sweating profusely, and replied to Ivanovich inarticulately.

"Then you still have time to reply to me? Hurry up!"

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"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, something is bad. Our Black Sea has been violated."

An official from the Liaison Department rushed directly into the palace without caring about the cruel hierarchy rules, because there was no room for delay in this matter.

He is more afraid of delaying the battle report than breaking the rules of the palace.

The guards didn't stop it, but just followed closely behind. The officials shouted, so they didn't dare to take any more action.

Finally, at the gate of the palace, the liaison officer was stopped by two guards standing guard. It's not something you can get through here if you want to.

"I have to report urgently to Your Majesty, the stakes are very important."

The liaison officer hurriedly took out the telegram in his hand and handed it to one of the guards.

"Please submit it to Your Majesty as soon as possible, this is urgent information."

The guard looked suspiciously at the telegram in his hand, then nodded.

True or false, it is not something that a guard should consider. If it is really urgent, if he delays, he will inevitably be punished.

The guards were carrying guns, and Sayazi ran towards the inner palace of the palace.

Inside the palace, Tsar Alexander II and Prime Minister Gorchakov are discussing this matter.

The guard suddenly came to the door out of breath, then took out the information in his arms and said to the tsar:

"Your Majesty, there was an urgent report from the front line, and the liaison officer sent it all the way in an expedited manner."

The guard bent down and stretched out his hand, handing the information in his hand to Alexander II.

Alexander II, who received the telegram, glanced suspiciously at Gorchakov, then opened the package and looked at it.

Gorchakov also looked suspiciously at the telegram in the Tsar's hand, and the entire hall became eerily quiet.

"Damn, these hateful British people, what are they like the Russian Empire, how dare they humiliate us like this."

Alexander II directly threw the cup in his hand angrily, and then looked at Gorchakaf, the anger in his eyes could no longer be concealed.

"Look at it, see what these damned British people have done, and they must counter it immediately. The Russian Empire cannot tolerate such a big insult."

Gorchakov took the telegram in his hand and read the above description with a solemn expression.

"Your Majesty the Tsar, the British fleet has already appeared in our country's waters in the Black Sea, and the number is several times ours. We cannot give an effective counterattack."

"Please, Your Majesty's order, should we fight back or stand by..."

The telegram has only a few hundred words~www.wuxiaspot.com~, but the message conveyed in it is indeed very huge, not to mention the irritable Alexander II, even Gorchakov also showed anger.

"Your Majesty, if the Black Sea Fleet strikes, this matter will become too serious, and they will only sacrifice their lives in vain."

Although Gorchakov was angry, he remained calm and said to the tsar.

"Then what are you talking about, do we just let them come and go freely at our door?"

Alexander II still lost his cool. As a tsar, his Russian Empire had never suffered such humiliation.

"Your Majesty, the top priority is to seek help, and we need to unite with our allies to condemn the British."

"If we send the Black Sea Fleet to fight, it may cause the entire Black Sea Fleet to be wiped out. This is totally not worth it. We need to give them enough pressure internationally."

"Once the Black Sea Fleet is wiped out, the enemy will be even more arrogant, and we will have nothing to do about it."

Gorchakov's calm analysis of the situation, although the old minister was also very angry, but the actual situation made him involuntarily start to think of other solutions.

"But we must respond to the actions of the British, otherwise we will lose a lot of people."

Alexander II took a deep breath and regained his senses, but this matter could not just pass by.

"Let the Black Sea Fleet set off for the confrontation, but let them not open fire, so as not to weaken the face of the Russian Empire."

Gorchakov said, this is the only way now, the British deterrence came so suddenly.