"Isn't it?" When Zhang Baozai heard Zhang Xingba's words, he almost choked up on the delicious pastry, and it took him a long time to recover and quickly poured a big sip of hot tea. 【】Staring at Zhang Xingba with a wicked smile on his face, he was afraid that this joking guy was fooling himself again.

"Cut, still don't believe me? No, the letter is here, see for yourself if it's your godfather's handwriting. Zhang Xingba put his hand into his pocket and took out a crumpled letter paper and threw it on the coffee table.

"How can my godfather, do that? This is too bullying, obviously I have already said it when I came, he will not interfere with my every move. Zhang Baozai put the letter back on the coffee table, leaning on the back of the chair in frustration, with a stupid look on his face.

"Hehe, look at you like that, little youth, isn't it just a letter, look at what your kid looks like?" Zhang Xingba was so happy that it took him a long time to put away his hippie smiling face, which was very serious.

"Hmph, Uncle Xingba, you can say it, unless you ......" Zhang Baozai's eyes rolled reverently, and he came to Zhang Xingba, salivating and smiling: "Uncle Xingba, can you help me?" ”

"What can I help you?" Zhang Xingba's mouth was like a 100,000-horsepower steam engine, and the white smoke was spraying wildly, choking Zhang Baozai, who came forward, rolled his eyes, and quickly retreated to his position and gasped.

"Silly boy, your godfather and godmother are all for your good, this is just to warn you kid, if you want to make a career on the battlefield, it's good to have this idea. However, you can't forget your own safety, because in this world, you still have relatives, your sister, your godfather, and your godmother are worried about you thousands of miles away. Zhang Xingba stretched out his hand and gently patted the shoulder of the baby, and said with relief.

Zhang Baozai opened his mouth, but finally just pursed his lips tightly, nodded his head vigorously, and his eyes full of youthful passion flashed with a trace of warmth and emotion. Zhang Xingba took a deep breath of the cigar and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, to be honest, he also admired the young master's godson, but he didn't expect that the young master actually sent him here. You know, soon, there will be an unprecedented sea battle here, on the battlefield, life and death are often on the line, no one can guarantee what will happen.

Just when Zhang Xingba was groaning, Zhang Baozai raised his head: "Uncle Xingba, don't worry, what my godfather often says is that everything will be meaningful when people live." I agree with my godfather's statement, saving yourself and destroying the enemy, this is the essence of war. His voice seemed calm and powerful, at least, without the impetuosity of a young man.

"I know that my godfather and godmother feel sorry for me and don't want me to go to war. However, as a soldier of the Empire, wearing this military uniform, you must stand in your own suitable position and fight for the future of the Empire......"

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On the bridge of the third class battleship "Read" of the flagship of the United States Expeditionary Fleet, Rear Admiral Hall, commander of the United States Expeditionary Fleet in his sixties. McGoldman looked at the expeditionary fleet beside him, and his heart was filled with sincere pride, this was an unprecedented, huge naval fleet of the United States of America.

You see, after the victory of the United States of America in the War of Reading, Congress decided that since the war had been given, the cost of maintaining a navy was too great, and in 1783 it issued an absolutely erroneous order: disbandment of the navy.

Soon, however, the foolish and short-sighted politicians of the United States of America soon tasted the bitter fruits, and although the United States of America won the reading, their contradictions with the British still existed.

Although the armistice between the two sides had been decided, the fighting in the shadows did not stop, and the damned British privateer fleets were making the trading ships of the United States of America suffer, whether in the Caribbean, or in the Atlantic, or in the Mediterranean, the British privateer fleets were everywhere. As a result, the United States of America had to set up its own privateer fleet to retaliate, and the merchants complained about the stupidity of the congressmen while having to pay for safer and stronger armed merchant ships out of their own pockets.

Under the strong demands of the people, under the strong arguments of the generals of the military, and under the strong arguments of the generals of the United States of America, the interests gained by the division of the British colonies in the East also need to be protected.

The woke congressmen of the United States of America had to awkwardly acquiesce in the re-establishment of a navy that would protect their national interests and trade from infringement.

Perhaps for fear of losing face after publicizing the matter, this newly established navy did not become a reading service, not even a navy, but attached to the existence of the army.

Although the navy did not become a readable service because of the problem of face, Congress still pulled out a huge amount of money for this rebuilt navy, and when it was heard that the pirate monarch in the East had purchased almost all of Spain's colonies in the Northern New World from Spain, and began to colonize the west coast of the New World, a strong sense of urgency would soon be transmitted to the brains of the members of Congress who were always slow to do things.

After intense discussions, Congress finally decided to establish the Admiralty, which removed the Navy from the ranks of the Army, and began to employ a large number of retired Navy veterans and officers.

By the time the expeditionary fleet set out, the Navy of the United States of America was already stronger and larger than the U.S. Navy after the War. He, the commander of the expeditionary fleet, had to leave the navy after the end of the war, when he should have become a naval admiral, and became the commander of a privateer fleet in the United States of America.

And not long ago, he became one of the few generals in the Navy of the United States of America, which made Rear Admiral Hall excited and had to worry a little, although this expeditionary fleet is quite large in number and scale, and there are many elite naval battles in the fleet, but the vast majority of naval soldiers are composed of members of the privateer fleet or members of armed merchant ships, and it is really a headache to let them run in in a short period of time and let the whole fleet form a whole.

However, several expeditionary fleets had clashed with the Orientals' fleets, allowing Rear Admiral Hall to get some information about the Orientals' fleets from those who had experienced them.

Their opponents were not weak, but they were only not weak, and they were not weak in relation to the maritime powers of the West, and besides, whether it was the officials of the United States of America in the Eastern colonies or the British, they were also given very detailed descriptions of the Orientals, who were best at intrigue and intrigues, whether it was against the colonial armies of Spain or the Netherlands, or later to clean up the fleets and land forces of the British. Which time did not rely on all kinds of intrigues and tricks.

Hardly a battle is won by hard fighting, and such an opponent makes Rear Admiral Hall very despised very much, yes, in the eyes of Rear Admiral Hall, an elegant gentleman and at the same time a fine naval officer, such an opponent is like a shameless thief at all.

Intrigue and subterfuge were only attempts to disguise their weak nature, and now, in the presence of this large, united American expeditionary fleet, all intrigues and subterfuges would be useless, or more appropriately summed up in a very oriental phrase: one force to ten meetings. In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies will be in vain.

Just a day earlier, the reconnaissance clippers had spotted suspicious ships in the waters around the fleet, and after confirmation, it was already 100% certain that those suspicious ships should belong to the reconnaissance clippers of the Orientals.

Although both sides maintained restraint and did not exchange fire, from Rear Admiral Hall to ordinary naval soldiers, it seemed that they could smell the smoke and blood from the slightly salty sea breeze, and the curtain of war was about to open.

The U.S. Expeditionary Fleet quickly made an accurate guess, that is, the Orientals must have wanted to have a life-and-death duel with their own side in the waters of the Southern New World.

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On the eastern side of the southern tip of Chiloé Island are high cliffs facing the sea, and the noisy waves roar and lap against the solid cliff base, white waves and countless foam, and seabirds chirp brightly and fly over the water, as if deliberately showing off their excellent flying skills.

At the top of this sea cliff, a large group of people hovered on it, their expectant eyes falling on the end of the sea level, like a group of fierce beasts waiting for their prey to appear.

The leader is the commander-in-chief of the New World Fleet, Zhang Xingba, who is standing at the forefront at this moment, wearing a straight and white admiral uniform that darkens his skin in the sun, his strong and burly body stretches the excellent general uniform to the edges and corners, and his hair is as energetic as a steel needle, which makes the few staff officers next to him who lack exercise and look thin like ribs, because they play intrigue all day long, and their heads have begun to bald early.

Zhang Xingba has been standing here for nearly an hour and a half, although he does not show any fatigue, but the spicy sun has made his eyes squint even more, and the forehead and sideburns have left the remaining salt stains after the sweat flows.

"Commander, can you go and rest for a while? Standing here and waiting is not an option. Beside him, a staff officer took a towel and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then whispered to Zhang Xingba.

"It's okay, guard, bring me another jug of water. It's too hot. Zhang Xingba said loudly without looking back, his voice was obviously a little dry and hoarse.

After taking the kettle, Zhang Xingba raised his head and poured a few large mouthfuls, poured some water on his forehead and the back of his neck, and then breathed a sigh of relief, at this time, on the lookout not far away, the scout who was looking at the sea level with the large telescope on the platform suddenly pointed ahead and shouted loudly.

"It's coming!" Zhang Xingba, who had picked up the telescope on his chest and carefully looked at the sea level in the distance, finally showed a relieved smile on his face, because he had already seen the mast flying the flag of the United States of America appearing in his sight one after another.

(To be continued)