Pérez felt that his experience on this day could simply be described as dreamy!

First, he found two fishing boats with oriental characteristics off the coast of California, where there should be no human beings, and then in the process of chasing the fishing boats, he was directly sunk by a "devil's warship" on the San Diego. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info instigated himself to attack the fishing boat and rob the first mate of the Oriental colonial town, Manuel, after the boat sank, because he was fighting with the sailors who also fell into the water for the floating plank, and was pressed into the sea by two sailors and drowned.

More than a dozen large sailing ships similar in shape to those fishing boats appeared in the area, almost all of which were the size of the main Spanish battleships of the third class, and any country that could build a large number of third-class battleships would be regarded as a formidable rival by the European powers.

In the colonial era, the sail warship was the most important weapon of the colonial powers. Generally, people divide sail warships into six classes, of which the fourth to sixth class ships belong to the second class of warships, and the intensity of the mission is also low, such as expedition cruise, colony protection, escort, etc. From the beginning of the third class, it is the capital ship of a country's navy, equipped with 64, 74 or 80 smoothbore guns, and the tonnage is generally about 1,500 tons.

The point is that Perez thinks that this is a colony of the Orientals, and it is really shocking that the colony is actually stationed with more than a dozen third-class battleships. After all, even Mexico, an important colony of the Kingdom of Spain, was not equipped with more than a dozen third-class battleships.

However, the sailing ships that Pérez saw, because they were very different from European sailing ships, seemed to have only one gun deck in terms of weapons, and could not hold a few guns, but if there was a real need, they could definitely be converted into battleships with multiple gun decks.

Of course, apart from all this, the silver-gray devil battleship alone, Pérez believes, can already destroy the entire Spanish main fleet. She could fire at Spanish battleships several times beyond the range of them, and even had unparalleled speed, she couldn't fight, she couldn't catch up, and the Spanish fleet had only one way to be destroyed.

Pérez also had a little idea, if he could be rescued from the silver battleship after he fell overboard, he would still be able to get a closer look at the mysterious and powerful battleship, but the work of the people responsible for salvaging the drowning was done by the sailboats, and Pérez was then rescued by a galleon with at least the size of a first-class battleship (a sail battleship with a displacement of about 2,500 tons and more than 100 gun positions).

The ships were clearly staffed by military personnel, dressed in uniform uniforms in green khaki, much more simple and practical than the clothing of the armies of the European powers of this era. It's just that some of the soldiers in this group are carrying muskets, while others are holding single knives, which looks very strange.

Pérez raised his hands and shouted twice, in Spanish and French: "I demand the treatment of a captive commensurate with my status, and you must not infringe on me." ”

No one understood his words, but a guy who looked like an officer kicked him down, and said in an official dialect with a Cantonese accent: "Inner mother, the ghost dares to bombard our fishing boat and kill our two brothers, if it weren't for Lieutenant Colonel Bai saying that he would spare you a dog's life, Lao Tzu would cut you into pieces and throw you into the sea to feed the fish!" ”

Pérez couldn't understand the officer's words, but when he saw the officer's evil appearance, he was very frightened and waved his hands wildly: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I can pay you a ransom!" ”

The officer couldn't understand what he was calling anyway, so he waved his hand casually: "Drag this ghost guy down, tie it strongly, and Lieutenant Colonel Bai will interrogate him later." ”

Locked in a small cabin, without even a towel for Pérez, Pérez felt very cold when he had just climbed up from the sea. The Orientals treated him with resentment, but it was also his own doing. The San Diego fired more than a dozen shells at an unarmed Los Angeles fishing boat, eight of which hit the boat, killing two people and wounding 11. There is little reason for the military personnel of the colonies to give preferential treatment to robbers and murderers.

After sailing for some time, Pérez felt the huge sailing ship come to shore, and soon several Eastern soldiers escorted him and his sailors off the ship. It was only at this time that Pérez saw the port terminal clearly.

This is a marina that looks inadequate in Pérez, but it is quite large. Even compared to several well-known ports in Europe, the scale of this port facility is in no way inferior. What made Pérez even more surprised was that there were hundreds of ships of all kinds moored in the harbor, and the more numerous were the oriental sailing ships, which made Perez feel trembling in his legs, most of the sailing ships were the size of first- and second-class battleships, and even the size of third-class battleships was not much, and not far from Perez, there was a huge sailing ship that exceeded the size of the flagship of the Spanish Navy, the "Holy Trinity", which had just been launched. Pérez couldn't even believe how humans had managed to build such a huge warship.

However, when Pérez's gaze began to look outward, he realized that this huge sailing ship was not in the top ten in this unbounded, all-ship port. Huge ships he had not seen before, moored farther away. He didn't know what kind of ship it was, it looked like a metal hull, and there were two huge black chimneys on board, some of them were smaller, but some of them were larger than the third class battleships, and some of them were so large that they might not be as big as the two Holy Trinities together.

And at the end of the shadow of the ship, Perez could faintly see a larger ship, one was a white-gray ship, Pérez couldn't see the whole picture, but Perez thought of the devil's battleship that sank the Santiago, obviously there was such a large size at such a distance, this white-gray ship was probably outrageously large. In the distance, there was the same unintelligible shadow of a black ship, which had obviously refreshed Pérez's perception, and she was as majestic as a mountain, even if it was quietly parked there, there was a coercion for no reason.

"Oh my God, what the hell is this place? Why are there so many big ships? What kind of technology did these Orientals master, or did they really receive a gift from God? Pérez was now like a frightened bird, facing the completely strange and unknown, Pérez trembled, numbly driven by the soldiers to walk.

Outside the port dock area are rows of buildings, mostly made of wood, which are not much artistic or aesthetic, but they are more practical. Perez could perceive that most of the houses should be newly built, and this pioneering atmosphere could only be felt in the colony. He was even more sure of the country he had come to colony.

But the size and scale of this town have exceeded his imagination, originally Manuel wanted to say to grab a vote, but Pérez found at this moment that this town can accommodate at least tens of thousands of people, and one person drowned the Spaniards with a mouthful of spit, and what kind of robbery is a joke at all. Not to mention that there are also strong military guards here, and the Spaniards, who have always been used to bullying the natives, are no match for these professional soldiers.

In addition to the sheer fleet and the town, Pérez felt that he could not understand many things here, including the tools used by the workers and the moving vehicles without animal power, and everything seemed new, which in turn gave Pérez even greater fear.

"Who the hell did we mess with!"

Led into a building, Perez was loosened, and standing in front of him was a young and handsome Oriental, dressed in a delicate white naval uniform, Perez could feel the aura of a naval officer in him, even if there were differences in regional nationalities and different times and experiences, Perez could still find the similarities between this young officer and himself.

Pérez first saluted him and said in Spanish: "I don't know if you will be able to understand me, but allow me to pay tribute to you and your country." ”

"Don't worry about the language, Mr. Captain." Bai Nam said in pure Spanish.

Pérez was pleasantly surprised: "Do you speak Spanish? ”

"Obviously, well, let's talk about something else, Mr. Captain, who has become my prisoner of war, give your name."

"Juan José Pérez Hernandez, I am a lieutenant commander of the Spanish Navy, serving in the Viceroyalty of New Spain. Dare to ask your name, sir, and your country. Pérez was extremely cooperative because that was the only way he had a chance to save his life.

Bai Nan couldn't help but sneer, and then said, "Please note, Captain Perez, prisoners of war have no right to ask questions. But I can tell you my name, my name is Bai Nan, and I am a lieutenant colonel like you. Well, I can also give you one, and I was the one who sank your frigate. ”

Regardless of Pérez's shock at the moment, Bai Nan continued to ask: "Okay, the next question, what is the purpose of your coming to this sea this time, and why did you attack unarmed civilian ships, do you know that this is a serious provocation and an act of war?" ”

Pérez hurriedly said: "Please forgive me for my recklessness, Lieutenant Colonel Bai Nan, I was bewitched by my ship's first mate to do this wrong thing. We have been ordered by His Excellency Baccarelli, Viceroy of New Spain, to explore and assert sovereignty over the west coast of North America. The Spanish throne has declared that the west coast of North America belongs to the Kingdom of Spain, and we must drive the Russians and British tentacles out of this area. ”

Bai Nan stared at Pérez, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "This is one of the funniest jokes I've ever heard, the West Coast is not Mexico, relying on your empty white teeth to say a few words is your land." It belongs to us now, it has been, is and will not belong to Spain. ”