In Panama, Admiral Magellan was warmly welcomed by the local governor, Pedro Arias, and in the newly founded town, he met another man named Francisco. The lord of Pizarro's estate.

Specifically, it is in history with the "Terminator of the Aztec Empire" Honan. Cortés famously led just one hundred and eighty Spanish soldiers across Panama to the south, easily destroying the legendary conqueror of the Inca Empire, with a population of 15 million.

However, Pizarro in this plane seems to have temporarily changed his goal that he is most eager to conquer......

So, he stood by Magellan's side at this time, looking out with the admiral at the coastline of Hope Harbor and the rising fireworks.

“…… Hehe, this port is a nice place, isn't it, Your Excellency? ”

After taking in the scenery around Port Hope, Pizarro smiled and looked back to Admiral Magellan.

At this time, Pizarro was only in his forties, but his appearance was noticeably older than his actual age, and at first glance he looked like an old man with a sixtieth birthday, his forehead was full of wrinkles, and his long, curly reddish-brown beard was mixed with a lot of silver threads.

Although he wore a fussy dress embroidered with ornate gold threads, an aristocratic brimmed hat decorated with pearls and feathers, and a number of thick necklaces around his neck, he had the vulgar smell of nouveau riche at all glances.

Unlike Cortés, who had studied at a prestigious university, Pizarro was an illiterate and rough man, who did not pretend to be a gentleman at all.

Admiral Magellan, who assumed his self-proclaimed status, glanced at Pizarro, who was of relatively humble status, with a slight disdain, but then hid his emotions well—after a voyage of more than 20,000 miles across the Atlantic and around all of South America, and a reckless defeat in the Inca Empire, his expedition was reduced to only two ships and more than sixty men. And not far away, in the colony of Panama, Pizarro, who was theoretically Magellan's subordinate, joined by order of Governor Pedro Arias, but had two hundred men and three ships.

Obviously, even for the sake of these precious troops, Magellan had to be as polite as possible to Pizarro.

What's more, as Pizarro said, the scenery of this harbor is really good—the mountains in the distance are covered with lush green forests, the seaside is a dazzling white sand beach, and the coconut palms are gracefully swaying in the wind. The neat arable fields and scattered thatched huts are interspersed, coupled with the curling smoke wafting in the wind, which looks quite idyllic and wild.

The beautiful scenery and fresh air made Magellan feel very happy, but rational thinking made him quite lost.

“…… Alas, the view is really good...... It's a pity that the exterior of the city looks so dilapidated that it feels like a big village, and most of the things you can see from the boat are thatched huts, not even decent stone houses, let alone splendid palaces and temples......"

Magellan rubbed his eyes in disappointment, sighed to Pizarro and said, "...... In my eyes, this port is not only inferior to the port of Tumbes that I saw in the Inca Empire, but even far inferior to the place where we had just docked and rested, namely the Mayan city of Tepetvanc, so is it really the legendary city of wonders that was very rich and prosperous, with a large number of oriental goods for sale? ”

“…… Absolutely true! Your Excellency, General, at least the indigenous traders with whom I have dealing, and the Mayans of Tepetvanc, say so. Moreover, the Mayan army had already tried to attack the port a year earlier, but unfortunately failed. ”…,

Pizarro immediately replied in a firm tone, "...... In fact, as early as the spring of 1519, we were able to acquire silk and porcelain, as well as other bits and pieces, from a few Native American traders.

Governor Pedro Arias and I were amazed at the intricacies that these natives could not make. After inquiring about the origins of these things, we decided to organize an expedition to the north in search of the fabled and rich city.

However, at that time we had only a few paddle boats on the southern sea, and we could not go out to sea at all, and the large ships that were once built were rotten. In order to make an expedition to the far north, the Doge had to mobilize the manpower and material resources of the entire colony, cut down trees, forge iron nails, collect grease, canvas and cables, and build three new ships on the sands of southern Panama, a project that took us a long time......"

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but shrug his shoulders, "...... Your Excellency, you should also know that between the seas to the south and north of Panama lies a land that is not narrow. We can't carry the fleet floating in the Atlantic over the mountains and mountains to this side......"

“…… That's true! Alas! The fact that God didn't even cut a strait on the Panamanian side when he created shijie is so inconvenient for us! After all, our financial and material resources are limited, and we do not have the magnanimity of the Turkish Sultan, who can mobilize tens of thousands of coolies at once and pull warships across the land to attack Constantinople......"

Admiral Magellan stroked his beard reservedly and casually mentioned an allusion that happened more than half a century ago, but when he looked back at Pizarro's blank look, he was a little disappointed and had to change the topic hastily, "...... Well, by the time I arrived in Panama, your three ships had just been completed, right? ”

“…… That's right, when you arrive, it's been less than a month since they were launched. Pizarro nodded in reply, sighing a little, "...... We could have raised 600 men in Panama, but there were not enough ships to hold the 200 men we have at the moment......"

However, in the next moment, his tone became excited again, "...... Luckily, the port didn't look too difficult to deal with, and I didn't see any forts, let alone any warships, not even walls...... With these people in our hands, it should be enough to take it down! ”

“…… It's better not to be careless, Mr. Pizarro! We don't know anything about this place after all, and there are less than three hundred of them! If there were really Chinese here, their combat effectiveness would be far better than that of the natives in grass skirts. Don't just judge the weakness of the city's defenses just from what you see on the surface! Maybe there's a fleet of theirs hidden in some fjord we haven't discovered yet! ”

Hearing Pizarro's arrogant words, which seemed to be a little underestimated, Admiral Magellan hurriedly reminded that the crushing defeat that he suffered in the Inca Empire not long ago and almost wiped out the army had obviously left a considerable psychological shadow on the admiral.

What's more, as a Portuguese, Magellan always believed that the Spanish fleet was much inferior to the Portuguese fleet in terms of real naval fleet warfare -- in order to monopolize the spice trade routes in the East, the Portuguese had to engage in fierce battles with the Egyptian fleet, the Indian armed maritime merchants, the Arab pirates, the Malacca navy, and even the Ming naval division. The Spanish fleet was nothing more than a bunch of transports, and they could only encounter the canoes of the natives in the New World. …,

Moreover, the fleet under his command at this time was not a disciplined regular navy, but a rabble of people who joined forces at their own expense.

Therefore, Admiral Magellan was not optimistic about the strategy of conquest by force - but the problem was that he could not resist Pizarro, who was outnumbered.

“…… Please rest assured, Your Excellency, although I am a rough man, I am not a fool, and I will never start a rash attack as soon as I land. Instead, I'll try to be as polite as possible and get to know the details of the city before I decide what to do next. ”

Pizarro replied casually, unconcerned, while glancing back at the back, "...... What's more, our forces are not short - don't forget that we also have the Indigenous Alliance in Tepetvank! Your Excellency, Honorable General! ”

-- As far as his eye could see, rudimentary canoes and ocean-going rafts were rising and falling in the waves, loaded with heavily armed Mayan warriors, following the Spanish fleet like ants, looking at the shores of Hope Harbor......

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PS: Here is an explanation of the update time of this book, during the strong push period, it is generally a change at noon, a change at night, but in case of an accident, or a large chapter is written, it will only be updated at night, and the manuscript is currently sold out, please understand.