The Spanish fleet, numbering more than 30,000 men, headed north and pressed down on Britain like a black cloud. The whole of Europe is staring at the northwest of Europe, because this is a war about the direction of the world pattern!

At the pre-war meeting, Elizabeth I finalized the appointment of Vice Admiral Francis Drake as commander-in-chief of the navy, I as chief of staff, and Kennedy as commander-in-chief of logistics.

Francis Drake was a pirate, or rather, a navigator in his early years. During his early voyages, he discovered and named the Drake Passage, which is still used today.

At a time when Britain was not very strong, Drake took the lead in resisting the Spanish power, and defeated the Spanish with flexible tactics, and captured several large ships!

This caused a huge repercussion in the UK! After all, it was from nothing and defeated the myth of the invincibility of the Spaniards!

So this time with the Spanish Armageddon, the excited British people shouted "It's time to ring the Drake bell again"! In other words, they believe and hope that Drake can lead them to victory.

And history has proven that the people's expectations are not wrong – at least the last time was not wrong.

But what about this time? Can we still win?

Sitting in the captain's cabin of the flagship Elizabeth's Glory, Drake and I sat across from each other. The middle-aged man stared at the charts, his gray beard but in good spirits, and his teeth clenched from time to time told us that his heart was very nervous, but full of determination to win.

"Your Excellency, what good advice do you have?" Drake looked up at me and asked.

I smiled and thought for a moment before replying, "My idea is naturally to go out and seek opportunities on the sea." Since I met Drake, I have a good impression of him, so I speak very truthfully: "It's better to go to sea than to duel in the Thames, trust me."

Drake looked down at the nautical chart and muttered, "The difference in displacement between friend and foe is too great, and it seems very difficult to fight the enemy in a decisive battle without any terrain advantage at sea......"

I smiled faintly and said, "Who said that you are going to fight them?"

Drake took the lead and looked at me and said, "Guerrilla? Wouldn't it be unprepared if the direction of the sea breeze changed? ”

It has to be said that his concerns are very reasonable. The sea breeze in summer is unpredictable, and if you are unlucky and suddenly change to an unfavorable wind direction when the wind direction is favorable, there is a high probability that the hunter and the prey will switch.

But I don't worry about that, because I don't plan to fight them at all!

I didn't answer his question, but I tapped my finger lightly on the chart and headed south until I reached a spot!

This is Calais! The direction of the feint of the Normandy landings in World War II, the famous coastline and tourist areas, but at this time, I want it to become the most terrible killing place!

"Yes, there is! Let's surprise them first! I smiled coldly and looked at Drake.

Calais...... Calais! There's ...... there" Drake looked at me, and his eyes suddenly flashed with excitement!

"That's right! It's in Calais! ”

It was as if there was no end to the wind and rain, so endlessly hitting the top of the Spaniard's cabin, on the deck and in the face, and they hated the weather.

Since the time of going to sea, the continuous rain has caused a lot of problems - some of the older ships have begun to have large-scale food spoilage, which has also led to frequent unhealthy conditions among sailors.

The boatswain asked the cook to increase the proportion of rum in the clear water, in order to increase the resistance of the sailors, but how can you add the resistance if you want to? Every day, a large number of sailors still fall ill, recover, and fall ill again.

The ship's chaplains prayed desperately for God's mercy—wasn't this a just war? Isn't it for the glory of God? Why is it so bad?

The weather didn't get better with the pastors' prayers, and it was still raining for me. Occasionally, when the rain stops, there is a cold wind, and it doesn't look like summer at all.

The first to start was an advance regiment of twelve warships, which belonged to the Third Squadron of the Invincible Armada, commanded by the new Admiral Ochs, with a total of more than 6,500 men, and sailed mightily to the English Channel.

Despite the constant injuries and illnesses of this detachment, the morale of this detachment remained at a certain level - this morale came mainly from numbers, and the number of this detachment had reached two-thirds of the known number of the British fleet, which was enough in Spain, which was measured by numbers.

Hang those Brits and dry them slowly on the shores of the River Thames! Capture the old woman of Elizabeth I and put her in the prison of Seville forever, never see the light of day!

Spaniards have such an idea and are confident that they want to make it happen.

They set out from Seville, bypassed the Iberian Peninsula and turned north, a journey of more than ten days, but the northerly winds that were pressing on their faces became difficult and twists and turns.

Although the officers and men are still maintaining their basic morale, it is obvious that they have entered a relatively low state of operation. Under the influence of the rain, there was almost no movement on the deck, everyone was huddled below the deck, and even the lookout man half-hid himself, hoping to make himself suffer less.

As for the captain, first mate, second mate, boatswain, and navigator, they had long since hidden themselves deep in their own space, drinking, bragging, playing cards, and passing the time of boredom by all means they could think of.

They didn't worry at all that the British would take the initiative and attack themselves. If the British had the courage to do so, I am afraid that Europe would not be in this situation now.

So in the eyes of the Spaniards, all they had to do was to get close to the English Channel - assemble - press over - the British were defeated or surrendered - go back to Korea smoothly - enjoy the good life, and that's it.

On a normal night in early May, the Spanish fleet was approaching Calais, which was already quite close to England and not too far from the agreed meeting place.

The second mate of the Third Fleet, Armani, was a little worried about the door of Admiral Ochs, and he was eager to knock on the door and go in to remind him that he was approaching the enemy's territory, and judging from the increasingly scarce ships of the past two days, the enemy had shrunk his defense, which was worth watching.

Almani graduated from Spain's largest and best naval academy and is a top student. He had participated in counterinsurgency wars in South America and had some combat experience.

In his opinion, at this time he has entered the theoretical and practical warning zone, and if he continues to indulge in this way, he is afraid that he will invite misfortune. But objectively speaking, Armani was not a student of accidents, or an old pedant of dogma, so when he heard the lively toasts and concordances in the captain's room, he withdrew his right hand that was about to knock on the door several times.

In his heart, angels and demons are fiercely competing, and the angels are shouting in one force, duty! Glory! Mission! You have to go in and remind this damn drunk that he's an admiral, not a bar drunkard!

The demon is sneering, you are just a second mate! Second mate! Do your own thing and don't worry about the wheat in other people's homes.

Standing in the doorway, Armani thought for a long time, and finally he decided that he should still fulfill his responsibilities and obligations!

"Dangdang"! Armani finally knocked on the wooden door of the captain's quarters, and at the same time, there was a loud burst of laughter inside!

Armani couldn't help frowning, these damn drunkards, don't they have a sense of crisis at all about the impending war?

As a result, he was told that these people did not have the luxury of a sense of crisis, and the moment he opened the door, Armani was almost smoky from the smoke in the sky, and immediately saw the red cheeks of Admiral Ochs and several other fleet high-ranking officers who were catalyzed by alcohol.

Seeing Armani come in, the people in the room stopped the rhythm of drinking, and Oakes, the first mate and others, who had not yet lost their minds, immediately turned their eyes to Armani, obviously with some unkind meaning in it.

Oakes naturally disturbed his Yaxing because of this more serious boy, and the first mate naturally disliked him - who likes a subordinate whose ability is obviously higher than himself and who is pressing him everywhere?

Seeing Armani standing at the doorway with a black face, the captain's room suddenly fell silent. Oakes held his glass silently, and the first mate, who was a sailor, rolled his eyes and shouted at Armani, "What is the matter with you?" Don't you see what we're deliberating? ”

When Armani heard this, he was immediately angry! These people are forming cliques, intriguing, and squeezing out his own academic school everywhere, which he can ignore to his heart. But at this time, a big war is imminent, and these bastards are still so ignorant of the seriousness, damn it!

Immediately, Armani sneered, gently picked up an empty wine bottle from his feet, put it in his hand, threw it aside, and suddenly smashed it with a "snap"!

He rubbed his hands casually on his body, and said lightly: "Are you done talking?" What countermeasures have you come up with about approaching the line of fire? ”

The first mate seemed to have heard the most ridiculous thing in the world, and laughed for a long time before he shouted with red eyes and a hoarse voice: "What countermeasures are not countermeasures?" Do you think that those cowardly British would dare to take the initiative to attack? Yes? ”

As he spoke, he picked up his wine glass, staggered over to Armani, and said contemptuously: "I can't get used to you kid, I just want to educate people everywhere after reading for a few days!" Countermeasure? No countermeasures are needed! ”

He burped, and with his hand holding the bottle, he swiped in the air, as if to wave all the Englishmen into a corner, and muttered repeatedly: "No countermeasures needed!" Yes, you don't! ”

Armani gave him a disgusted look, and continued to ask lightly, "So, you have the final say on this boat?"

This sentence was quite heart-wrenching, and his face turned red with anger, but he didn't know how to refute it. If yes, I'm up and running, what will Oakes think behind it? If you don't count, then what is it if you talk about it for a long time just now?

So, he said the word "you" angrily, and there was no further follow-up, but he could only stare at Armani.

Oakes watched from behind, and didn't want to speak, but at this time, there was no way out, so he could only clear his throat and say with a smile: "Armani, come and sit here!" I didn't find you just now, come and sit together! ”

Armani said coldly, "No need! I just wanted to ask, close to the enemy's sea, do you have any plans? ”

Oakes was suddenly embarrassed, cleared his throat again, and said, "Hmm...... Actually, there is nothing at the moment, at least the last two days of the sea journey is safe, Almani, don't be so serious! ”

Armani trembled with anger, and only after a long time did he raise his hand, pointed at Oaks and the others and said coldly: "You are all guilty of the decline of the navy!" Remember! You are all guilty! ”

Oakes' face suddenly sank, and he was about to get angry, when suddenly there were a few dull noises not far away!

It wasn't thunder, it wasn't any other sound, it was the sound of cannons!

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! There was a mess in the cabin, and Oakes looked out the window with a pale face, just in time to see countless shells raining down on his ship!