392. Big fish stewed in an iron pot
"Click"! A terrible bolt of lightning pierced the sky and landed on the distant sea, as if someone had slashed a dark mirror, cracking and then slowly recovering until the next slash came again.
Before the rainstorm came, we had already started our journey north before the Spaniards, and by this time we were all in Portsmouth, quietly watching the dark sea in the distance.
There is the Armada of the Spaniards there!
Yes, as we begin our journey north, we already see the Spanish fleet in the distance, and they are heading north, and it seems that they are preparing to crush our fleet in one fell swoop, and even destroy the entire Tudor dynasty!
However, everything was in our plan - a dozen nautical miles from Portsmouth, we heard a thunderclap that seemed to open the world! Immediately, the heavens and the earth seemed to become a chaotic hell, and God began to pour out endless floods on the earth!
Our fleet lost four medium-sized ships in just a dozen nautical miles, and we didn't let them out to sea at allβit was still a relatively weak stage of the storm, and it was hard to imagine how the Spaniards in the depths of the storm felt at the moment.
"It's damned!" Drake looked at the sea in the distance a little sluggishly, and muttered, "We are guilty, this is God punishing us with the flood of destruction!" β
"It's them." I stood in the rickety cabin and said, "What we do is eradicate evil, so God's punishment of the old man should not include us." β
Drake was silent for a moment, and then suddenly said, "Even for an enemy, it is too cruel to accept such a punishment......"
I said lightly: "So we have also prepared a memorization program, and as soon as this scene is over, the next scene will be staged immediately." β
Drake looked at me and said, "You seem to hate the Spaniards more than we do?" β
I looked at the boiling sea in the distance and said expressionlessly: "There is some hatred, you don't have to talk about it all the time. β
Drake nodded, also looked at the sea I was looking at, and asked again for a long time, "Can hatred really make people crazy like this?" God tells us to be tolerant. Isn't it? β
I smiled coldly and said, "Whether to forgive them or not is God's business, and my duty is to send them to God!" β
Drake laughed a few times before he spoke, "You're a very interesting person, Qilan, I really hope we'll always be friends." β
I said with a smirk, "Of course!" You won't have forgotten your promise! β
Drake hammered my arm and said angrily, "Don't mention that damn promise, let's talk about what we're going to do next?" β
I pursed my lips and said softly, "What else can I do?" When the rain is light and the Spaniards are crippled, we will go and ask for their lives! β
Drake nodded, and said worriedly: "This storm can indeed consume some of their strength, but it is not enough to ask for their family funds - after all, the scale is too large, and most of them are large warships, it is unrealistic to want to destroy them with such a rainstorm!" Is that right? β
Hearing this, I couldn't help laughing, and after a while, I stopped laughing and asked, "Dude, you won't want me to teach you how to fight the Spaniards!" Or - you're scared at all? β
Drake's old face turned red and said, "Who is afraid?" I'm just a little worried - most of the remaining capital ships of the Spanish Navy, can we really eat them? β
I patted Drake on the shoulder and said firmly, "You can eat it!" We'll be able to eat it! Because we are here to overcome them, we will win! β
As soon as the words fell, a huge lightning "click" exploded not far from us! I don't know if I'm making a name for myself, or if I'm laughing at my incompetence.
Drake and I were silent, looking together at the distant sea.
History has clearly told us that the casualties of the Spanish Armada mainly came from bad weather, and it seems that it is true, under such a violent storm, the Spanish navy that could not find a place to send port must have suffered extraordinarily, even if many ships did not sink, they must have been severely damaged by the storm, and the hull and sailors must have been incomplete!
When the rain stops and the wind stops, it's naturally time for us to make a move!
The devastating rain lasted for a day and a night, and when it dawned the next day, the rain seemed to be clean at once, and not a drop fell from the sky. The wind has changed to northeast, which is somewhat favorable for us, and it is time to act!
This battle can be said to be overwhelming, because there is no point in staying - if the English Channel misses, then London is in the pocket of the enemy, and this is a fact that there is no excuse!
In order to defend their homeland, British private shipowners also took action - on the basis of the previous stage of militarization, the strength of these armed merchant ships is also not to be underestimated!
They sailed all the way from the east, joined us at Portsmouth, and sailed mightily to the Spanish Armada in the western part of the English Channel!
This is a decisive battle related to victory and defeat, and it is also a decisive battle of fate, so no one on either side can afford to lose.
Drake's fleet was at the head, followed by the armed merchant fleet, and my fleet was interspersed with flanks, acting more as mobile cover.
After less than half a day's travel, in the early hours of the next morning, we heard the rumbling cannons of the fleet ahead in the distance!
In the thick morning fog that made it difficult to distinguish between the enemy and the enemy, I could faintly see the fire flickering in front of me, and it seemed that we were already close to the enemy's front line, and everyone's nerves suddenly tightened, staring intently at the fog in the south-west direction.
With a strong gust of wind, the fog was slightly blown away, and the battle ahead suddenly appeared in front of me.
On the sea, the dense ships are divided into two distinct camps, the front and rear, entangled and chasing each other. It was the British fleet led by Drake who was approaching us and was turning around and dragging a knife to shoot, and who else was chasing after us and not leaving an inch except the Spanish Armada?
Seeing this, I immediately ordered a signal to be issued, all ships should be ready to turn around, support our ships with firepower, do not engage the enemy in hand-to-hand combat, and adopt the kite tactic of fighting and walking, to contain and destroy the enemy!
Immediately after the order was given, the difference in the level of capabilities between the fleets was apparent. My private fleet and the second-line fleet of the British Navy showed traces of rigorous training, turning to aim in one go and with few flaws.
The armed merchant ships, on the other hand, were much more disheveled, and many of them collided with each other, and even a Hansack ship was knocked overboard by the Karak ship next to it, causing a burst of laughter on the ship next to it.
I silently looked at the mess of armed merchant ships in front of me, and I couldn't help but feel some pity in my heart - some of them would eventually fall victim to this war, and the cold English Channel might be their eternal burial place.
I thought so for a reason, as soon as the bow was turned, we, the warships surrounded on the outside, immediately adjusted their speed, and maintained almost the same speed as the enemy's fleet behind them, so as to facilitate the response, while the speed of the armed merchant fleet was uneven, fast and slow, greatly slowing down the overall speed of movement.
The Spaniards in the back were visibly red-eyed, and they saw that the rest were medium-sized and above warships, and it was estimated that after witnessing their companions on small ships feeding the fish in the torrential rain, they could only project all their endless anger on us culprits!
It was observed that the battleships of the Spanish Armada were completely desperate and rushed towards us! Their goal is to get close to our ships and engage in hand-to-hand combat!
But all this was already under our grasp, and Drake managed the fleet to retreat, while constantly cleaning the decks and masts of the Spanish battleship with the guns on the back of the ship.
The average displacement of the Spanish warships was two to three times the average displacement of our warships, and the total displacement was more than twice that of the warships. However, our ships are all typical representatives of small, fast, and agile, like hunting dogs running in front of a running elephant, and do not fight hard with the behemoth behind them, but as long as there is a chance, they will immediately turn around and bite off a piece of meat!
When the enemy ships approached our battleship about two nautical miles, I shouted: "Fire!" Cover the rear allies! β
In an instant, thousands of cannons were fired in unison, and after a roar, the cannonballs emitting orange-red light flew out, drew a beautiful arc in the air, and pounced fiercely towards the local warship!
I was standing on the deck near the muzzle, and the loud sound from the salvo of dozens of guns shook my ears and made my ears tingle continuously. I opened my mouth and took a big breath of the air mixed with ** breath, adjusting the air pressure in my skull.
It's like someone has pierced a compartment, and suddenly my ears are clear, and my hearing has returned to me. Only to hear the boatswain below shouting: "Seven shots in the first round!" The direction is three degrees to the left, and the high and low are one degree upward, and the reload! Ignition! β
A few seconds later, another round of artillery fire erupted in my ears, but this time it didn't affect me as much as Fang Cai, and my ears were slowly getting used to it.
Shells rained down, and the Spanish warships flew towards the Spanish warships at all costs, and the enemy ships that hit them burst into flames, and many of them were ignited with raging fire!
If this situation had been maintained, it would have taken less than fifty nautical miles, I mean the distance we had traveled while fighting, to destroy most of the enemy's ships, but unfortunately, something unexpected happened at this time!
Drake operated according to the specifications of the British Navy, loading the spare shells of each detachment on one or two supply ships, but the ships close to the enemy fought extremely fiercely for self-protection, and the shell consumption was like running water, and it was impossible to stop at all.
The shells are finished, but the supply ships behind can't get close, which creates an embarrassing situation where there is no ammunition available!
After losing the suppression of artillery fire, some of the Spanish battleships suddenly increased their speed, and chased towards the tail of our fleet at full speed, and in a short time caught up with the last few ships!
In order to protect themselves, these warships used their ships as anchors and ropes to launch them at the Spaniards, delaying their pursuit to a certain extent. This, coupled with our long-range support in the rear, also eased the pressure on them, but there were still a few unfortunate ships that were caught up by the Spaniards and boarded.
For these friendly forces, everyone spontaneously chose to give up, because this is a bottomless pit, and if you rush to the rescue, you can only take more lives.
Similarly, many armed merchant ships that were slow to turn the rudder and did not have a good speed were caught up by the Spaniards and began their last resistance.
They are finished, I know, this is war, no one can judge him right or wrong, no matter who is on both sides of the war, they should have prepared everything beforehand.
Looking at the main force of the enemy behind me and the small number of our ships entangled, I suddenly had an idea. Taking a deep breath, he said to the Nine Ghosts Zhengxiao: "Order, all ships' artillery to divert firepower, the target - the enemy and us occupy the dense area!" Cover shooting, one cardinal! β
The Nine Ghosts Masataka immediately went to carry out my order, but the others next to me looked at me with complicated expressions.
I'm unmoved, since those allies are already destined to die, let their sacrifices be more worthwhile!