ps: The first time I wrote about naval battles, I lacked experience, so it took a long time. Ask for tickets, ask for subscriptions

"Your Excellency, are you sure this method is feasible?"

As he was intently observing the approaching French ships, a cowering voice was heard.

"Absolutely doable, this is what I have worked so hard to plan and implement with His Majesty the King, and it is basically foolproof!"

In the face of such a question, Major James did not reply, and said affirmatively, which was very infectious.

"It's—" The hesitant voice came from behind.

Behind James, a bearded man was dressed in a different red uniform than Major James's, which was white with a hint of blue.

Facing the telescope with his right eye, there was an unconcealable worry in his dark blue eyes, and the wrinkles on his face that were like ravines looked deeper and deeper at this time.

As Scottish Admiralty, he is generally not required to enter this naval battle, and usually only needs to assign tasks and stay in his office.

However, Edward was worried that the Scottish navy would not cooperate, knowing that at this critical moment of the decisive battle, a small loophole was enough to determine the victory.

So Edward threw the Admiral to James, thus making the Admiral a hostage, half coercive, half commanding the Scottish Navy to obey the command.

Without looking back, Major James knew that the Minister behind him was probably scared.

Also, the Scottish Navy usually struggles to even clear out pirates, when has it ever seen such a naval battle.

In fact, Major James also kept praying to God in his heart, he has been in the navy for more than ten years, at most bullying and bullying pirates and the French offshore navy, and he has never commanded and seen such a big naval battle.

Forcibly suppressing the cowardice in his heart, Major James concentrated his mind and silently estimated the distance of the French army.

Like Major James, who was staying on the flagship of the 'Sea Monarch' at this time, Major Charles on the other capital ship of the 'Henry VII' was also nervous.

Unlike Major James, who was of aristocratic origin, as Charles's name implies, he was a peasant family, that is, a family of yeoman farmers.

With his own efforts, he became the top of the English Navy, and he also became the leader of the civilian class officers in the navy, barely able to resist the aristocratic group led by James.

Usually, he is an irascible and reckless man, righteous, approachable, and scheming, which is the evaluation of him in the navy.

If he didn't have the scheming, how could he have climbed to the top of the navy, which was almost the preserve of the aristocracy.

And what he lives on is one word - careful.

Before doing anything, he will definitely carefully consider the arrangement and prepare multiple moves, so that he can climb to this position.

“Mardy！ (Damn, Mard Arse's simplification) how the Venetians were so fast, let the gunners prepare, inform the Scots to prepare the gunfire! ”

Looking at the approaching French Navy, Charles's heart was like boiling water, anxious, and hurriedly commanded.

"Yes! Your Excellency, Captain! The young sailors hurriedly agreed, and then there was a sound of 'dang, dang, dang', and the herald began to wave flags and ask the nearby ships to prepare.

"What the hell is James up to? At this time, it's still hiding it from me! ”

Charles's eyes rolled, he took a sip of wine, staring intently ahead, muttering in his mouth.

At this time, the French navy followed the waves of the sea, like the god of the sea in Greek mythology, Poseidon, located on the waves, with an irresistible might, like the trident of the god of the sea, straight into the combined navy of England.

The French Navy, under the command of Admiral Reinado, attacked like a horizontal 'V.', and three thousand-ton ships rode the wind and waves, using sharp knives in front, ready to plunge into the chest of the English Navy in one fell swoop.

The Combined Navy, on the other hand, was in a 'V' shape, but in the opposite direction, and the margin was shorter, and the fleet was almost crowded together, and the distance between ships was exaggerated to only five or six meters.

If it is glued, it can't be withdrawn, and it is almost a copy of Cao Cao's serial plan during the Three Kingdoms period.

"Come on, get closer!" Major James counted softly, eagerly watching as the French Navy arrived at the estimated distance.

At this time, although the range of the artillery of the English Navy reached 2,500 meters, the real effective range was more than 1,000 meters, close to 2,000 meters.

And General Reinado stayed on the 'Hunter' at the forefront, in the cabin, staring fiercely at the formation of England and frowning.

"It's here, it's here, three thousand yards, two thousand nine hundred yards, two thousand eight hundred yards, quick, launch—" Looking at the French Navy that was about to reach range, Major James shouted loudly, especially the last sentence of 'launch', almost hysterical, desperate shout.

In the end, he even bent over, clutched his stomach, and seemed to use all his strength, inhaling air in large gulps, and his throat seemed to be dumb.

After receiving the order, the 'Sea Monarch', under the operation of the gunners who had been waiting for a long time, the twelve light guns on the deck, and the fourteen cannons in the two open gun holes on the waterline, a total of twenty-six cannons, made a loud noise, emitted a puff of white smoke, and fired twenty-six large red iron eggs in unison.

More than two dozen white lines were drawn through the air, like a goddess scattering flowers, and they rushed to the French ships that sailed towards the English army.

"Boom-" "Boom, boom-" The roar reached the ears of the French sailors on the opposite side, and immediately after, the shells arrived as promised.

Many French soldiers could clearly feel the hull of the ship beginning to sway, and their bodies could not stand, and they could even hear the sound of the aftermath of the shells hitting the hull.

In the flagship, Admiral Reinado was also surprised by the sudden attack of the English Navy, and then his footsteps shook slightly, and he quickly returned to normal.

As a thousand-ton ship, the Hunter was nothing at all, and soon the ship was stable.

"Our ......" straightened his clothes, and when General Reinado was about to ask the first mate how his losses were in this regard, there was a louder sound of cannon fire in his ears, and then the hull began to shake even more than the last time, and even his footsteps could not stand firmly, so he could only fall into the cabin without grace.

In the English army, the Sea Monarch, the farthest away from the Hunter, began to fire when the French fleet reached 2,800 yards (nearly 2,500 meters).

When the closest ship to the French navy was only about 2,500 yards (2,300 meters), all the English navy opened fire in unison.

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