The two warships were like palms, encircling the Spaniards, who had cowered in the middle after the bombardment.

They are still resisting, which is also a tradition of the Spaniards. Until the last minute, they were unwilling to surrender, which is why Spain suffered heavy casualties and a very high casualty rate in every battle.

I didn't plan to let them go, the battle just now made me feel extremely hearty, and the depression that had been pent up in my heart for a long time was fully relieved.

I indifferently watched as our fleet formed two arcs, encircling the poor Spaniards in the middle, constantly attacking with a third of their firepower, eroding the last fighting spirit in their hearts.

I don't want to wipe them out, at least not yet. Because before I can kill them, I have to find out who is behind them.

It was a difficult problem, and it was not a simple message, so I did everything possible to press them to make these Spaniards completely demoralized so that they could proceed with my plan.

The enemy's flagship was a large sail-and-oar ship of an improved version of the Venetian gunboat, which, judging from its size, could carry at least a thousand sailors, making it a melee-fighting water fortress.

Unfortunately, the ship's side had been blown through by the convoy that had just lured the enemy, and the hull had tilted slightly—despite the desperate efforts of the sailors inside, they could not stop the speed of the water entering the water through the two three-foot-wide openings, so despite their infinite efforts, the hull continued to sink slowly.

According to the current progress, the constant sinking will continue for about an hour, and then it will completely collapse, and the hull will be broken by the strong water pressure, or attracted by the sea water pouring into the cabin, and quickly sink to the bottom of the sea, and never sleep.

This effect is very good, exactly what I want, slow knife to cut meat, I want to make these Spaniards who dare to break ground on Tai Sui's head feel the endless threat of death slowly coming.

A happy death is too cheap for them, and I want the truth and revenge.

Our fleet is like a flock of vultures surrounding dying zebras, unhurried, unhurried.

The Spaniards also tried to break through, but as soon as they made a move, the attack that would have been a third of their firepower immediately turned into a concentrated fire cover.

After sinking seven or eight boats in a row, the Spaniards finally realized that their actions were ridiculous, and gave up on breaking out, but huddled together again, as if they were making a final report to keep warm.

In this way, another thirty minutes passed, and I finally got a little impatient, so I ordered: "Gather fire and attack!" Sink the enemy flagship! ”

My will was fully implemented a minute later, and two-thirds of the firepower of its heyday rained down on the Spaniards' flagship, and almost in a few breaths, the already crumbling enemy flagship rolled up a thick smoke, and sank to the bottom of the sea without hesitation with the sound of a "crunch" dragon breaking!

The sailors on the ship began to jump into the sea desperately, just like the scene in the movie Titanic, swimming as best they could to the surrounding ships. I watched silently as they struggled, like ants in the water, regrouped in front of several warships, and climbed up.

"Tear down those ships." I stretched out my finger and pointed to several warships that received the most people from the overboard, and gave my own command.

There is not the slightest pity, and there is not a bit of intolerance. Ever since they attacked the Nanyang forces of the Blade Sea Chamber of Commerce, I have never had the slightest bit of patience, I swear.

In other words, the reason why they are alive is not because I pity them or that I can't do it, but because I'm waiting for an answer—they offer to tell me what I want.

In front of the latest 2,000 guns, the stupid white-knuckle ships of the Spaniards were like moving targets, one by one being sent to the bottom of the sea, and some of the ships were even so crowded with each other that they were not even mobile targets, at best they were fixed targets.

Ten minutes later, the few boats that my fingers had passed had become historical memories and had disappeared forever in the sequence of the Spaniards.

More people fell overboard, more people cried out for help, and more people swam towards the surrounding boats. But this time, no one dared to accept these water dogs, and after they approached, the kind-hearted ones accelerated away from the local area, and the unkind-hearted ones began to shoot at the shipwrecked accomplices in the water!

The ugliness of human nature is displayed at a glance at this moment, and in the face of life and death, any friendship, what buddies and brothers are all empty.

In many people's minds, when there are wolves chasing after me, I don't need to run faster than everyone else, as long as I run faster than the ones around me.

So knowing that accepting the distressed companions would be hit hard, the Spaniards on the ship chose to save themselves and sacrifice their teammates.

Even if it only allows them to live a little longer, they still choose to do it.

That's human nature.

I don't know why, according to these Spaniards who are killing each other for survival, I suddenly feel a little tired in my heart.

Speaking from my heart, I hit them like this, squeezed them, and wanted to get the final answer, but even if I did, what could I do?

If it's not for Burns Jr., then you can console yourself - you have a good eye; Or find out that the mastermind is little Pence, knock on his head in annoyance, and tell himself not to be so simple again?

What's the point?

As one of the few friends I have, I'm willing to trust Pence Jr., but none of the people around me think so, I just want an answer that will allow me to slap back those who slap me in the face of my friendship with Pence.

Even though many of them were my closest relatives, I still didn't want to lose my friend as a friend.

After all, as time goes by, there isn't much left of my friends to go and go.

So I cherish each one, and I don't want them to stand against me.

Thinking of this, my heart felt anxious for no reason, and I still didn't surrender? Still not surrendered? Waiting for me to have dinner or what?

Since you are sincerely looking for death, then I will give you a ride!

Walking! You're welcome!

Thinking of this, I didn't hesitate any longer, and ordered with a cold face: "All ships, shoot freely!" Target, annihilate the enemy! ”

After listening to my order, Mo's face had a look of wanting to say something. But he quickly carried out my order, and the artillery fire soon began to storm the Spaniards in the center!

They began to resist stubbornly, and many ships were ready to break out, but none of them fell on the way to the charge, which was also my parting gift to them, a parting gift without mercy.

"Qilan, you're not going to find the real culprit, are you?" Hua Mei's voice came from behind her.

In terms of understanding my heart, Hua Mei is absolutely unsurpassed, and sometimes I even wonder if she is also from the future, so that she can be in tune with me like this, but it does not seem to be pretentious.

"I chose to believe Pence Jr." I didn't look back, but my voice was much more relaxed: "I went back and questioned him face to face, and if he hadn't been killed in this attack, I would have believed his explanation." ”

"Hmm." Hua Mei came to my side, wanting to speak.

"Are you trying to say that if I treat a suspicious person like this, I will bring myself unexpected trouble?" I turned my head to look at Hua Mei and asked with a chuckle.

"Actually, this concern does exist, but it is not serious." Hua Mei also smiled.

"Oh! What do you mean by that? I asked with interest, oblivious to the one-sided purge being staged in front of me.

"Little Burns is a smart man, and if he hadn't instigated it, he would have washed it clean. Even if he is at his disposal, he will find one way or another to answer you. And Qilan, you have already chosen to believe him, so as long as his tongue is not too clumsy, this matter is actually in the past. Hua Mei smiled.

"And he's never been a clumsy man, has he?" I asked with a smile.

"You're trying to use forgiveness to let yourself go, right? Qilan. Hua Mei tilted her head and smiled at me and asked, "I think that's good." The world is big, but there are very few of us who belong to us, and even fewer who can face it with peace of mind. So as long as you have peace of mind and you choose what you need, there's nothing wrong with that, I've got your back! ”

I don't know why, after listening to Hua Mei say this, my heart suddenly felt indescribably relaxed.

Leaving Daming has left me with a heavy burden on my psyche. I don't know why I am so deeply involved in the Ming Dynasty, which is not actually a native of the Ming Dynasty, but I do feel infinite resentment and helplessness because of this unclear departure.

I hate the little emperor Zhu Yijun in power, I hate the hundreds of dumb officials in the court who don't know the success or failure of honor and disgrace, and even hate those incompetent good officials.

Because of their incompetence and ignorance, the last dynasty of the Han nation will be buried in their hands, and for the next three hundred years, the Jurchens will become the masters of this vast land.

Even though I let Nurhachi go, only I know what I am doing.

Even if I kill Nurhachi, there is no way I will make the Jurchens disappear from this earth. I don't know what the price of changing history is, and what if Nurhachi's replacement is far inferior to him and brings even greater disaster to the vast eastern lands?

The history of the previous life is at least controllable, a lower limit that I can accept. I can't accept that my presence, my actions, has made things worse. If that's the case, I'm dead!

In this battle, I was fighting with a sense of anger, but while fighting, I had an epiphany.

Why bother? Why should I punish myself for the mistakes of others? As I said, from now on I will only live for myself, then I will live only for myself.

I don't want to think about those national hatreds and family feuds anymore, I just want to be a happy and relaxed self.

I don't want to fight and kill anymore, what's wrong with being a rich man who is free from all over the world?

When I came to my senses, I regained the composure I had maintained, and there were no more Spanish ships before me.

"Leave a few sampans behind and retreat." I ordered softly.

It is about 50 nautical miles from the nearest coastline. Leaving a sampan that can only carry a hundred people is actually trying to kill the Spaniards who are still alive and save our hands from dirty.

Leave some things to them to decide!