The distance of the royal knight is no more than two hundred meters, and the black pressure is overwhelming, but the rhythm of the iron hooves is enough to make people thrilling.

As the sky grew darker and darker, a sparse drizzle fell, and the royal knights shouted and raised their muskets into the air in a demonstration.

Zheng Fei ran to the shore with Britney in his arms, the wound on his shoulder was bubbling with blood, and the idlers stood by and watched, but no one stopped him or took the opportunity to sneak up on him, maybe out of fear, but more in awe.

Panting breathlessly, he stepped onto the deck and shouted at the top of his voice, "Lift the anchor and raise the sails!"

The large longitudinal sail was slowly raised, and the sea breeze blew it into a crescent shape, driving the huge hull to move slowly.

Royal Knight, a hundred meters away, at this time the ship was just offshore.

"Captain, what should I do?" Ares clenched his musket, his lips chapped.

"Open fire. Zheng Fei said in a deep voice, with determination in his eyes.

"But in that case, we'll have a big enmity with all of Portugal."

"Aren't you making a feud now?" Zheng Fei was indifferent and shouted: "Everyone obeys the order and fires!"

Hundreds of devastating cannonballs screeched down on the oncoming royal knights, and the deafening crackle caused the laborers on the docks to flee in all directions, burrowing into the crates for cover.

In a round of bombardment, more than half of the vanguard of the royal knights were killed and wounded, and before they could catch their breath, another round of bombardment struck.

There is a kind of harvest called, when cavalry meets artillery.

Under the dense rain of cannonballs, the formation of the royal knights immediately collapsed, and the men on their backs turned over the field, and even those who broke out of the siege and rushed to the shore were killed by more dense musket bullets before dismounting.

In order to avoid further losses, the commander pinched the sweat in his palms and ordered a retreat with a blushing face.

A few minutes later, after leaving behind piles of corpses, the Royal Knights' Legion, symbolizing glory, ran.

However, this does not mean that the Portuguese royal family will let Zheng Fei and others go, they will use the navy to regain their dignity!

The sound of the cannon stopped, and the laborers hiding in the cargo boxes trembled and showed their heads, looking at the qiē that had happened, the blood sprinkled on the earth, the smell of gunpowder smoke in the air, and the dozen or so large ships that were gradually moving away, which fundamentally refreshed their understanding of war.

As the westernmost city on the European continent, Lisbon is rarely plagued by war, unlike Eastern and Central Europe, which is chaotic at every turn.

After the fleet left the port, Zheng Fei was helped by his men to lie on the bed, and the doctor came to stitch up his wounds.

Among the families of the knight's descendants, there are several ready-made doctors, which makes Zheng Fei feel that it is not a burden to bring them, but it is the poor son of Alonso, who was robbed of two big boats.

"You shouldn't have jumped. The doctor said with a frown as he disinfected the wound.

He hissed in pain, smiled, and said, "Why do you say that?"

"You can command your men to save that girl, after all, you have a wound. ”

"Sometimes I don't think about it that much and I rush out all at once, huh. ”

The doctor pursed his lips, carefully cleaned his wounds, and smiled, "Hey, I wanted to be like you when I was younger, but I wasn't brave enough. ”

"And what do you want to be now?"

"Well, now, just thinking about being happy, having oysters to eat and beer to drink, I'm very content, haha. ”

"Hey, you smile and laugh, pay attention to the wound. ”

After treating the wound, Zheng Fei could only lie down and rest for the time being, the food could only be seen and not eaten, the wine could not be drunk, and the women could not touch it.

The wet sea breeze was blowing, the drizzle was falling on the deck, and the noisy chatter of people outside made him a little upset, and he was about to call for someone to close the door when Santiago came in.

"Hey man. Santiago was smiling wickedly with a bottle of sherry in his left hand and a crispy roast chicken in his right hand.

"Deliberately rush me, be careful that I hit you. Zheng Fei muttered, eating a few cherries to suppress his hunger.

"I'm here to ask for instructions. Santiago nibbled on the chicken legs, deliberately chewed out the sound of chirping, and smacked his mouth and said, "Which direction are we going to sail next?"

"West, all the way west. ”

"But according to the inhabitants of Lisbon, there is no end to the sea in the west, and many navigators have run for two months without finding land, and the supplies have been almost exhausted, and the sailors have rebelled out of control, and finally have to roll back to Europe in disgrace. ”

Two months, hearing this ridiculously exaggerated number, Zheng Fei raised his eyebrows.

The Atlantic Ocean is big, but it's not that big, and the reason why those navigators didn't reach the end was only one possibility, to lose their way.

In the vast sea, especially in the mysterious hinterland of the Atlantic Ocean, although the direction can be determined by the guidance of the Big Dipper, it is still inaccurate after all, and it will deviate from the course unconsciously, and due to celestial phenomena and other reasons, it may turn back and forth.

Even if there is a compass, there is magnetic interference in some areas, such as the Bermuda Triangle.

Zheng Fei needed a more reliable nautical artifact, the sextant, and inventing the sextant three centuries ahead of time sounded challenging.

However, for a while, I couldn't remember how it worked, and I couldn't look it up, so I could only recall it slowly.

He let out a breath, glared at Santiago and said, "Give me a bite of the chicken thigh." ”

"You can't eat greasy"

"Don't talk nonsense, give me a bite!"

At this moment, I heard a knock on the door outside.

"Come in. Zheng Fei guessed that it was Britney or Anna, and pretended to lie down and whistle as if nothing had happened.

However, it was Ares who entered, his silver armor still not yet removed, holding a heavy sword with a worried face.

"Master, Uh, Captain, there is one thing I must tell you, the Portuguese Royal Navy is less than ten nautical miles from our position, and we will run into them wherever we go south or north along the coastline. ”

"You've come just in time to tell the sailors to adjust course, and we're heading west!"

"West?" Ares hesitated.

"Well, also, go and call Leonardo da Vinci. ”

Although Zheng Fei didn't want to admit it, he had to admit that he was already a genius IQ, and he could only become a scum in front of Da Vinci.

[I didn't change tonight, don't wait for an earlier rest~ I went out to do something during the day, and I owe a change to make up for it tomorrow (>_