With Lu Shiyun's order, the second cannon sounded.

The opposing fleet continued to move in this direction.

Then, the third sound.

The opposite fleet still had no intention of stopping or turning.

"Aim!"

Lu Shiyun saw that the other party's fleet was only three miles away from him, so he put the walkie-talkie to his mouth.

When the commanders of the ships heard the order, they all went into action, ordering the gunners to turn their guns and aim at the opposite flotilla.

But just as Lu Shiyun decided to give the order to open the cannon, the opponent's fleet took the lead in sounding the cannon.

Lu Shiyun looked at the splash of the cannonballs on the sea not far away, and glanced at the opponent's fleet with some surprise, and then a burst of anger surged up!

"Fuck the shit, these red-haired *** are crazy! Shoot Lao Tzu! They!"

Although victory is not arrogant and defeat is often talked about by people who march and fight, but the First Fleet has never encountered an opponent after all, so it is normal for Lu Shiyun to be a little arrogant.

To sum it up, it is a sentence, before Lao Tzu hit you, you have already fired first, who gave you the courage?

Don't say it's him, even the people below can't stand it.

As soon as Lu Shiyun gave the order, the soldiers decisively opened fire on the approaching flotilla.

The shipboard guns of the eighteen battleships whizzed their shells into the opposing fleet, followed by a loud roar and smoke rising.

In just one round of attacks, six warships were shot, some on the side, some on the mast, and some directly on the hull.

And those who were shot in the hull had already begun to enter the water, and the crew of the ship was screaming and trying to save the ship they were on, but to no avail. I had to jump ship and flee for my life.

But this was only the first wave of attacks, and as the First Fleet continued to bombard, more and more ships were shot.

At this time, on the largest warship, a brightly dressed middle-aged red-haired ghost began to panic.

"Quick! Hurry up and order! Turn the bow of the boat! Fall back! Retreat!"

This brightly dressed middle-aged man, named Armando, was a count in Spain.

As for why he appeared here with a flotilla and fired at the First Fleet, we have to start from the previous three days.

Spain had a well-developed maritime trade, and the Gulf of Mexico was full of merchant ships. Among them, there were nobles of all ranks, and naturally there were also those belonging to King Felipe IV.

Three days ago, a merchant ship passed through the waters where the First Fleet was stationed.

The caravan belonged to a well-known family, and the previous head of the family was named Ambrosio Spinola. He was the first Marquis of Barpes, the first Marquis of Barps, and is considered one of the greatest generals in Spanish military history.

At that time, when they saw this strangely shaped, but inexplicably shocking fleet, the people in the caravan were all shocked and inexplicable. Although he was curious about where this fleet came from, he didn't even have the courage to get closer, so he sped up and landed on the shore.

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Isn't it?"

"Yes, but I didn't see it too clearly, it was too far away."

"Is that so?"

As he spoke, Felipe IV had another piece of paper taken out and handed to the head of the merchant ship.

The person in charge took it and saw that a flag was drawn on it.

"Yes, yes, this is it! The Oriental Dragon Diagram above is very conspicuous."

Felipe IV fell silent and waved the man away. Then he looked at the second Marquis of Bapes, the son of Spinola, who had come to tell the news.

"This is the Ming fleet!"

"What? Da Ming? That Da Ming in the East? Why are we here!?"

"I just don't know what they're trying to do. According to Franco, the fleet is desperately strong."

"Desperate? How desperate can it be?"

"The lowest range of the guns on the warship is five or six miles away, and a single shot can blow a big hole in the ship. And there are more than twenty guns on each of their ships!"

As he spoke, Felipe IV was speechless.

How did Da Ming create such an abnormal thing? Is it human?

"Blossom bombs?" The Marquis of Babs was stunned for a moment, then smiled. "Don't we have that too? What artillery can reach a range of six or seven miles? Can such an artillery ship be pulled? Besides, what are more than twenty guns? Isn't that one of our Spanish warships forty or fifty casually?"

"Their ships are extremely fast, three times faster than our normal warships!"

"Isn't it just that there are a lot of coolies in the ship? It's normal to be quick. But three times faster? How can it be? Actually, I've heard about it before, but the more I think about it, the more ridiculous it becomes, after all, anyone who hears that steel can float on the surface of the water has to laugh off their big teeth, right?

These boasts of the Ming fleet, in my opinion, are just an excuse for Franco and others to shirk their crimes! They deceived Your Highness, damn it!"

The Marquis de Babes suggested sympathetically.

"You also think it's incredible? But it's all true. Franco lied to me, could it be that your people lied and lied to you?"

Felipe IV frowned.

You don't believe what this king says?

The suspicion on your face is that you want to be beaten?

"This..."

The Marquis de Barps was stunned for a moment.

Seems like that's the case.

But the warships he saw matched the shape of the legend, which does not mean that the combat effectiveness is the same!?

"Hearing is false, but seeing is believing. Why don't you send someone to test it?"

"Tempting? How to tempt? Are you going to tempt?"

Felipe IV's question hits the nail on the head.

"Well, I've been feeling unwell lately, so I'm afraid I won't be able to handle this well. Your Highness, please find someone else."

The Marquis de Paps excused.

Difficult to take on a big task?

So you're talking about hanging here?

"This king still thinks that he needs to know their intentions first, is it hostile to come to us this time? If not, wouldn't it offend people?"

"When you are tempted, why don't you just take a look?"

Felipe IV was silent.

He always felt that it was not that simple.

"Then who do you think is the best to send?"

"Armando!"

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