A frenzied bite succeeded in forcing the Spaniards back from the islands near the English Channel to regroup at Port Gravrin in Bordeaux.

This was also a last resort, the Spanish fleet was so large that it was more than double the total size in history! Such a huge displacement can be called terrifying, and it took nearly a week for the port with limited throughput to complete the departure of all ships, and the battle line was very long.

In addition, the staffing of the Spanish fleet was very problematic, which further worsened the formation of the combat effectiveness of the entire fleet - in the eyes of the Spaniards, the Protestant English were like Vikings in the Middle Ages, or even worse than them, and should be said to be the object of the new crusade!

The English are heretics, heretics, and to deal with heretics is to reform them ideologically. So the number of priests in the ranks of tens of thousands of people is a large proportion, even more than the regular, well-trained sailors!

Their plan was to defeat the militia-like British army after the British landing, capture the fleeing Elizabeth I, and then give the English masses a new ideological education, re-implement the Celestial *Catholic* naturalization process in England, and return these lost lambs, who may have been infected with the plague, to the arms of the Lord.

However, this caused problems in the operation of the fleet of one kind or another, for example, during the march, the rudder of a medium-sized battleship named "Yashin" became entangled in thick water weeds, and the ship could not turn the rudder, so it had to anchor on the spot.

Originally, there were two skilled old sailors on the Yashin, who could not even write their own names, and each of them could solve the problem in an hour, but because of the high requirements to free up a lot of space for the priest to live, the two old sailors had to stay in the port of Seville and earn money to support their families by cleaning oysters from the bottom of the fishing boats.

After all, the priest is not a sailor, and a dozen people can enjoy themselves in a space of ten square meters. Priests are holy and noble, and they have to have their own independent space to communicate with God.

The devil knows if they can communicate with God, but the reality is that the fleet is not equipped with professional hands, and it took a day and a night to barely get on the road, and the speed of the voyage was greatly reduced.

Add to this the fact that the number of ships has increased exponentially, the number of skilled sailors and commanders is insufficient, and many young dolls who have just come out of the non-commissioned officer school have been sent to some ships as second officers, and the age of these people is more than enough for some old sailors to be sons, then the overall quality of the operation of the fleet can be imagined.

As a result, the Spanish Armada was gathering more slowly than expected, and with our pervasive infiltration into the rear to carry out wolf pack tactics, the annoying sneak attack made the Spaniards even more sluggish - by mid-June, much of the fleet's food that had been in place in advance had begun to mold and spoil, and it was a bitter and difficult time.

However, stagnation is stagnation, after all, it is not completely defeated, it will come after all!

Late in mid-June, the Spanish Armada had finally completed the build-up of its fleet, ready to press into the English Channel in full battle formation when the weather improved, and defeat the hated British in one fell swoop.

Outside of Portsmouth, Drake and I sat across from each other, and we both knew we couldn't win hard, we had to find other ways to win.

Drake looked at the sky outside the cabin a little sluggishly, holding a position for a long time, not moving. I also held the teacup and thought seriously about my own problems.

After a long time, Drake suddenly whispered, "It's going to rain heavily again." ”

I said "um" and replied, "Yes, according to the experts, there will be a big storm in about three days." This time, the torrential rain will also be the most violent this year. ”

Drake turned to look at me and asked, "How violent?" ”

I looked at the ships outside and said, "The Glory of the Flagship Queen should be able to barely hold up, and these small ships near outside can't hold up." ”

Drake pondered for a moment, then asked, "Are you sure?" ”

I couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Lord Commander-in-Chief, I'm not God, how can I predict the weather completely accurately?" ”

As Drake smiled bitterly, I added, "But at least...... Eight * nine is not far from ten! ”

Drake looked at me and didn't speak for a long time. After about a minute, he lowered his head helplessly, looked at the teacup in his hand and muttered: "However, the Spaniards are hiding in Graflin Harbor to avoid the rain, how can we get them out?" ”

As he spoke, he looked up at me and teased with a wry smile: "You can't hold a leather whip and scream like a flock of sheep - hey, you damn Spanish scraps, get out of here quickly, Uncle is going to use you for dinner!" ”

He spread his hands and said helplessly: "This must not work, right!" ”

I laughed twice with him before I spoke: "This is definitely not going to work, but objectively speaking, there is no essential difference between the Spanish fleet and the sheep, but we need to put in the right wolf pack to drive them away." ”

Drake looked at me with squinted eyes and asked with a smirk, "What, you have a good idea?" ”

I laughed and didn't say anything. Drake was anxious, came up and pulled my sleeve and said, "Good brother! Pal! Good buddy—that's what you said—say it! What's the best way to do it? ”

I put down the teacup and said lightly: "After the weather improves, I am ready to go to sea to fish and earn some extra money, but unfortunately there is no satisfactory boat." ”

Drake hurriedly said: "As long as you have a way, eight out of ten will also be given to you!" Say it! Say it! ”

I couldn't help but say, "You're generous!" I don't want you to have eight out of ten, I just hope that one day, in case something special happens, you can give me a boat full of food, water, and two hundred gold coins. ”

Drake shouted, "I'll give you two thousand gold coins!" Say it! ”

At my insistence, we slapped our palms hard to signify that we had made our vows. Drake only said that I was joking, but I didn't expect to be a prophecy one day, which of course is a later story, so I won't show it for the time being.

Looking at Drake's solemn and expectant face, I couldn't help but laugh to myself, but I still truthfully said my thoughts.

Drake groaned, and immediately his eyebrows lit up and he applauded! We then agreed on some details and immediately set about preparing for implementation.

Our preparation time is only one day, a day and a half at most. Coupled with the day's journey to Graflin Harbour, we didn't have much time to waste.

At the same time, we divide up and work together to do what we have to do.

Drake went to the front with the main fleet - the C that the Spaniards had originally occupied after moving to Port Graflin to assemble

Abby Island became defense-empty. Drake is going to occupy it as our outpost and lay a solid foundation for the next step.

I was in the port of Portsmouth for the final preparations, and I have to say that at the end of the 16th century, logistics in England were already relatively developed, and what I needed was quickly prepared, and the preparation of the plan went very smoothly.

By noon the next day, our preparations were all complete, so I took the prepared fleet and quietly left Portsmouth Harbour in the midst of the storm and headed for C below

Abby drove at full speed and went.

It was already the dawn of the third day when we reached our destination, but it felt like the middle of the night - the sun was completely obscured by the thick black rain clouds, and the fierce northwest wind was whistling and rattling the sails. Being at sea, it's almost a better than hell, and no one wants to go out to sea in such weather.

Except for us.

Drake has finished the match for C

Abby's purge, there is no Spaniard power within a radius of fifteen nautical miles - this is not because we are strong, but because the Spaniards don't care about the gains and losses of such a small island. In their opinion, the capture of this island is nothing more than a charge, and there is no need to worry about it at all.

And it is also true that if the weather improves, the Spaniards will be able to retake the island with a single charge, as their enemy, I have no doubt about it.

Drake looked at the sky and asked a little melancholy, "It seems that the rainstorm you mentioned is coming." Qilan, do you think our plan can succeed? ”

I also looked at the sky and said lightly: "Three points are destined, seven points depend on hard work, and the remaining one hundred and forty points depends on the appearance." I'm so handsome, it's not a big problem overall. ”

Drake smiled dumbly, looked at me and said, "It seems that the safety of the whole of Britain is pinned on your face!" He added: "I appreciate your optimism, I didn't expect that I would meet such an interesting young friend when I reached middle age." ”

I couldn't help but shake my head and said, "Brother, you are in the prime of life, don't talk about old age easily." I believe that you can still make a big difference - brother, I really remind you that there will be a big war in the future, if the younger brother is not around, the brother should still move forward bravely, don't lose his sharpness, don't get involved in interests. ”

Drake couldn't help but be stunned when he heard what I said, he understood that I had something to say, but he didn't know what I was talking about, so he could only accept it.

I'm talking about what happened six months later – historically, after the Armageddon, the devastated Spanish navy retreated to its homeland, and a large number of ships gathered in A Coruña, Lisbon and Seville for repairs.

If they were to complete the repair, the strength of the Spanish navy would be restored to seven or eighty percent of what it was in front of the station, and the main results of this Armageddon would be in vain.

So Queen Elizabeth I decided to send a navy to raid these ports and destroy the ships that were being repaired, once and for all.

However, God did not wish it, and Britain experienced a series of major wars, and the queen at that time did not have so much money to support this war. So she took a very trendy approach to the war – crowdfunding!

Through tens of thousands of pounds raised by crowdfunding, the queen launched an active attack on Spain, and the commander-in-chief was still Drake. The queen asks Drake to lead a fleet of ships to raid three ports, all to make way for the priority of smashing Spanish repair ships!

This decision is very wise, but unfortunately - the queen is not the majority shareholder of the crowdfunding, and she does not have the absolute right to speak. After going to sea, Drake was bewitched and coerced by the main shareholder forces, and had to sail the fleet to the line of A Coruña, and after the successful storming of the port, the sailors landed ashore.

What to do ashore? Recovering costs and creating value – this is the original and ultimate goal of capital. So Drake helplessly watched his sailors run to the Spanish territory and loot jewelry, gold and silver and other valuable things, while the Spanish warships that should have been destroyed first were ignored.

This went on for a long time, until King Philip II of Spain mobilized the remaining ships to attack him, and Drake left Deportivo with his lucrative men. After thinking about it, I returned to my roots, I made a lot of money, so I went back, and I went home.

Objectively speaking, the battle – or rather, the plunder, did make a lot of money and hit the economy of the north of Spain, but it did not achieve its fundamental purpose. The Spanish Navy got a respite, and in about half a year, it basically recovered eighty percent of its pre-war strength and returned to the ranks of European naval powers, and Britain once again entered a situation of being constrained everywhere.

Of course, Spain was almost drained of its last nutrients and blood because of this, but the emaciated camel was bigger than the horse, and his uncle was still his uncle.

This was the case until forty or fifty years later, when the Spaniards and the Dutch fought Armageddon. The Dutch were merchants, accustomed to seeing blood with swords and eating people without spitting out bones, and it was only after this battle that Spain completely declined and became a second-rate country in Europe until today.

Of course, this is for the future, and we are still facing the enemy in person! Time was running out, and the plan was decided, so I continued south with the prepared fleet, ready to carry out our plan!

May all the best!