In this era, there are no unconventional weapons such as mines, submarines and airplanes to defend the harbor, and if you want to win, you have to fight hard!

Even at this time, Admiral Negre's fleet had taken refuge in the protection of the fortress batteries. ∑ the top of the story, but under the accurate and ultra-long-range fire of the opposing fleet, the protection of the battery had no effect at all!

The reason is simple, their heavy artillery can't reach it at all!

People can easily bombard you from outside your range! And you don't have any means to threaten the other party! Completely passive beaten!

Bullying the natives who had only rafts and canoes in the colonies, the Spanish fleet at that time was a true armada. However, when they suddenly encountered an opponent far superior to their own strength, the morale of the Spaniards was immediately close to collapse.

"That's it." Gao Yang put down his binoculars, with an undisguised look of pride on his face, "Leave the blockade fleet to block the entrance to the sea." Other warships escorted the troop transports to the beach and landed! ”

The Spaniards built forts in the harbor and placed a large number of heavy artillery to defend this important harbor. Again, these forts were built on high ground.

As in Macao, most of the guns on naval ships were placed below deck. Their main combat mission was to bombard enemy fleets, not to attack fortified batteries.

At least until the advent of the main guns that could be loaded on the deck, naval warships would never go to the batteries unless they had to.

At times like these, it's time for the elite Marines to come out. That's what they do. Attacking from behind the flanks will always be a favorite of soldiers.

This time he went south to Luzon, and Gao Yang valued the Spaniards very much. He didn't even want to see a Spaniard flee.

Gao Yang not only brought all the more than 20,000 marines, but also a reserve of more than 10,000 new troops stationed near the port of Qingdao, ready to go south for reinforcements at any time.

These stick boys, who have been training rigorously almost every day, have become completely elite veterans at this time after several years of training. They are well trained, they are well equipped. Their morale is high.

Deal with Western armies led entirely by aristocrats, made up of beggars, bankrupts, adventurers, and ruffians. That's completely stress-free.

"Whew~~~" When the firepower of the Daming fleet was greatly weakened in an instant, Negre breathed a sigh of relief unnaturally. He raised his hand and wiped his forehead, beads of sweat on his hand.

Even if you are already sweating profusely from nervousness, even your wig is stained. But General Negre, who paid great attention to aristocratic etiquette, had no intention of taking off his wig.

After a little relief, before General Negre could recover his strength, the batteries on the shore sent him shocking news. Most of the huge fleet outside the harbor has turned around and gone to the rear of the harbor!

The port of Cavite was built on a peninsula, and the batteries in the harbor were also built on the peninsula. What were those Ming ships doing when they made a detour to the back of the peninsula? Experienced Negre will know more or less of course!

"Quick! Tell the battery defenders to hold the battery no matter what! Anxious and sweaty, Negre pulled an officer next to him in a panic and shouted, "Go and deliver a letter to His Excellency the Governor of Manila!" Let him send reinforcements at once. Immediately!! ”

How much General Negre knew very well in his heart that once the suppression of the battery was lost. Those terrifying ships of the Ming Dynasty will surely flood in and tear the entire Spanish fleet to shreds with their powerful guns!

Pulling out a silk handkerchief and wiping the sweat on his face, Negre solemnly put away the gift given to him by a certain countess. Looking at the chaotic harbor with a tight frown, his mind pondered how to deal with the current crisis situation.

As the main forces of the flotilla sailed to the rear of the peninsula, the intensity of the artillery bombardment of the detachment remaining to block the harbor was instantly minimized. At this time, the shelling of the harbor was already harassing.

The Spaniards, who had a chance to breathe, panicked and began to save themselves. The boat on fire began to put out the fire, and the boat that was flooded began to plug the leak. If you have time, you will start salvaging those who jumped into the sea to escape, and you can't care about the corpses or anything for the time being.

Looking at the panicked harbor, thinking about the Daming fleet heading towards the rear of the peninsula. Negre rubbed his forehead hard. After a moment of deep silence. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he suddenly pushed away several officers who were crowded in front of him to brush their sense of existence. Strode to the side of the ship.

Seeing a few battered warships struggling to save themselves over there, Negre took a deep breath. Turning to the first mate of the Stinakaya on the side, he shouted, "Go and issue my order, let those badly damaged ships run aground now!" Go stranded near the battery! ”

"General!!" The Spanish officers who were surrounding were dumbfounded. The warships of the Age of Sail were all made of wood. Once stranded, the keel will inevitably be damaged. And damaging the keel means that the entire ship is scrapped! I had to make wood for fires.

In addition to the Zelta, which had been damaged by concentrated fire before, the Spaniards also had at least ten or more warships damaged to varying degrees. If all of them run aground, even Spain, which has deep pockets, will not be able to withstand such losses.

"We're stuck in the harbor now!" Negre roared with a cold face, "The nearest Spanish fleet is also half a world away!" It is simply impossible for these ships to escape! Instead of being snatched away as trophies by those yellow-skinned monkeys, it is better to run aground on the beach and use the ship's guns to support the guards of the battery! If the battery is captured. Then we're all done! ”

Even in the face of great setbacks, Negre will still be able to calmly analyze the situation and lead a group of pig teammates to make the right choice.

For him. Now these damaged ships are no longer able to go to sea. Once the harbors and batteries were lost, these ships would inevitably become the spoils of war for those who were inferior. This is something that the noble, noble-born Negre will not tolerate to some extent.

Running aground near the battery can not only provide close artillery support for the next battery defense operation, but also allow redundant sailors to enter the battery to serve as defenders. In any case, it can be regarded as waste utilization.

As the commander, General Negre has already given the order, and there seems to be nothing bad about this order. The Spanish officers, even if they were reluctant, had no choice but to accept this order.

There was nothing wrong with Negre's choice of generals. He just didn't know that the marines brought by Gao Yang would be so numerous and so powerful!

In this era, there would always be an army on the warship that was specifically responsible for land warfare. The Spaniards were experts at broadside warfare.

They all had a large number of sailors on board. However, these people were still only sailors, armed sailors at best. And the Marine Corps in the hands of Gao Yang is not a concept at all!

Large-scale landing operations are still landings in places where there are no complete harbor facilities. It is bound to take a long time. Spain still has time to prepare.

The Spanish fleet was blocked in the harbor. Their batteries were about to be attacked. And the port garrison sent out before also encountered great trouble in the gathering place of Daming merchants!

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"Bang!" Gunshots rang out.

A group of Spanish soldiers dressed in dark tight-fitting double-breasted tops and loose trousers, leather shoes and leggings on their feet, and a three-cornered hat on their heads immediately fell to the ground. At the same time, they panicked and shot at any place they thought was suspicious.

"Shh On the roof of a house about a hundred meters away from the group of Spaniards. A strong man with short stubble on his head, thick eyebrows, big eyes, dark skin, and a cigarette in his mouth turned and shrank in a hidden place under the roof. He muttered unhappily, "Damn, you didn't hit so close?" That kid has a big life. ”

This bald man's name is Liu Chengwu, a native of Hejian in Beizhili, who is only in his early twenties this year, but he is already a veteran with several years of military experience.

Since joining the new army, he has shown outstanding shooting talent. After that, he was trained as a marksman. During the Northern Expedition to the Manchu Qing Dynasty and the Southern Expedition against Li Zicheng, he shot and killed many generals. After Huang Degong became the commander of the Marine Corps, he specially transferred a group of sharpshooters from the New Army to the Marine Corps. Among them is Liu Chengwu.

He and more than 100 other elite soldiers had infiltrated the area a few days earlier with a disguised merchant ship, and had received an order to protect the Ming people when the Spaniards came.

There was an officer in the group of Spaniards just now, who was obviously very outstanding in both dress and appearance. Liu Chengwu had already shot him twice before, but he missed both times.

"Huh~~~" took a deep breath, Liu Chengwu, who did not believe in evil, calmed down his mood and took a loaded musket from the deputy on the side. After lying on the roof to stabilize his mood, he poked his head out again and set his eyes on the Spanish officer who did not know that he had twice brushed shoulders with death, and still swaggered and straightened up and shouted for his men to get up and move on.

Liu Chengwu's eyes were half-squinted, and his hands were extremely steady holding the musket. Feeling the direction and speed of the wind, after putting the Spanish officer's head in the crosshairs, he pulled the trigger hard!

"Bang!" Deadly gunfire rang out again.

The aristocratic Spanish officer could not escape the deadly attack this time. After Lady Luck abandoned him, a buckshot flew from a distance of 100 meters and pierced half of his neck. Warm blood splattered out immediately, pouring a large red stain of blood on the dusty ground!

As a nobleman, he was unwilling to lie on the dirty ground to avoid buckshot, and stood up and scolded his subordinates. The Spanish officer ended up paying with his life for his aristocratic manners.

"Damn." Liu Chengwu retracted his body and scolded with a smile, "I have to practice my marksmanship when I go back, I have been a lot of rusty recently." Ming's head hit him in the neck. ”

His lieutenant smiled and didn't say anything more. A reloaded musket was handed over again. (To be continued.) )