To go or not to go?

I don't want to go!

!

I can't find me on weekdays, but now I have a crush on death?

I'm not going!

Gotta get your mom to come and go!

Armando wanted to say such a tough thing directly, but met the sharp gaze of Felipe IV, opened his mouth and finally said nothing.

"Your Highness, since Armando has no opinion, then it is decided. In order to share His Majesty's worries, I will cover all the expenses of Armando to take people to sea!"

Before Felipe IV could speak, the Marquis of Barps, who was next to him, spoke crookedly.

Grass mud horses.

Can you die if you don't speak?

What are you? How do you know I'm okay with an opinion!?

Armando really wanted to bite him to death, but now that the situation is stronger than people, he can't help it. I had to look at Felipe IV with expectant eyes, hoping that he would change his mind temporarily.

But he was doomed to disappointment, for Felipe IV was clearly interested in the Marquis de Barpes's proposal, and pleased that he was able to take the initiative to finance Armando's voyage.

"I have a heart! If everyone is as unselfish as you are, regardless of personal gain or loss. Why is the country not strong! How could those Low Country guys dare to rebel?"

After that, when he stared at Armando, his face changed again. "Since you are willing to go, then I will leave this matter to you with confidence. If it's done, this king will be rewarded, but if you can't do it, hum!"

"Yes..."

Armando didn't say anything more.

The Marquis de Babes gritted his teeth with hatred.

You don't have to think about it to know that he didn't play a good role in it.

Since His Royal Highness the King has to force himself to go, there is no room for maneuver in this matter.

Felipe IV gave him some information about the Ming fleet and asked him to find out the truth of the Ming army at all costs.

The implication is that even if you die, you have to send the news back.

Eventually, a melancholy Armando left the palace and returned to his home.

Over the next two days, he reviewed his provisional fleet and made arrangements for the formation.

On the second day, he set out with his men full of sorrow.

After traveling on land for two days and at sea for more than half a day, he met Xie Xuelong and his party.

So there was the scene that happened earlier.

The First Fleet's guns continued to roar, but did no damage to Armando's ship.

Because he was the farthest away, and he was still in the large rear of the whole fleet.

Seeing that the artillery of the Ming army is really as invincible as the legend, the range is long and powerful, and one cannon is a ship. He was so frightened that his legs went limp, and in a panic he urged the sailors on board to make a quick turn and run frantically towards the way they came.

When the other boats saw him turn around and run, they did the same, and ran back after him.

Their run made Lu Shiyun a little confused.

What does this mean?

Hurried over, ignored their warnings, fired a few shots at them, was blown up and sank a dozen ships and ran?

What is the operation?

Neurotic!?

"Overseer, they ran away, are they still chasing?"

There was no way, Lu Shiyun had no choice but to look at Xie Xuelong on the side.

And Xie Xuelong was also a little puzzled at this time, these guys came in a hurry and left in a hurry, looking like they were simply coming over and taking a few shots.

Is that to chase or not to chase?

After thinking for a moment, Xie Xuelong still decided to catch up.

"Follow along, see where these guys are coming from!"

"Yes!"

Lu Shiyun nodded excitedly again.

I fired a few shots just now, and none of the people under him had any fun.

So, under the order of Xie Xuelong, the first ship

Nine of the team's battleships chased after them, and the Second Fleet remained behind to protect the supply ships.

Lu Shiyun drove at full speed and chased after the fleeing warship in the distance.

When they reached a suitable distance, Lu Shiyun ordered to shoot at them.

This time, the shelling was not as crazy as before, but fell behind unhurriedly and fell behind and aimed at the back before hitting.

Armando's heart fluttered with every thought of the cannonball, lest the shells fall on his ship.

"Lord Count, what should I do? They're catching up!" On deck, his men cried out anxiously.

It's horrible.

He had never seen a cannonball so powerful!

And even if it's powerful, it's so accurate! Damn it! What Franco said is true!

"What can I do! Who the has ever seen such an incredible warship!? Let the people below speed up, if you can't get rid of them, we'll all die!"

"Okay..."

The subordinate retreated silently, and it seemed that there was no other good way than this.

The ships on Armando's side all did their best, and their speed was extreme.

They wanted to get rid of the First Fleet, but no matter how hard they tried, it didn't seem to help. At this time, the distance between the two sides was only two miles, which happened to be the distance deliberately controlled by the Ming army.

"Another warship has been shot! Fifteen or sixteen more! Keep shooting!"

Lu Shiyun held the telescope in one hand and the walkie-talkie in the other, and almost jumped up excitedly.

After sailing on this vast sea for a long time, you will feel depressed to some extent, and at this time, you can fight with the enemy and vent your emotions, which is not too comfortable!

As time went on, there were fewer and fewer ships on the Armando side.

"One, three, four, five... And seven more! Haha, work hard, annihilate them all!"

"Shiyun, stop." Xie Xuelong, who was also holding a telescope on the side, spoke.

"Huh? What's wrong, Overseer?"

"Isn't the ship at the front of them different from the others?"

"It's different, it's the biggest, and it seems to be renewed! The styling is not very similar! Yes! That must be their flagship ship!"

"Sink all the other ships, keep the biggest one!"

"Yes, Overseer!" Lu Shiyun agreed, and then picked up the walkie-talkie. "Everyone, pay attention, aim and then fire, the overseer has an order, keep the big ship at the front!"

"Yes!"

The ships responded, and then the frequency of firing decreased again.

And Armando, who fled in front, naturally felt the change in the First Fleet, and immediately cried out in surprise.

"Speed up! Their shelling has decreased! There must be no shells left! Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

Not only was he excited, but everyone felt it, and the speed of the ship increased a little again, completely exceeding the limit.

At this time, they were still thirty or forty miles away from the port, and although the distance was very long, Armando had great hopes for his escape, because as they got closer to the port, more and more ships passed by. He believed that someone must have seen the situation here and come to the rescue.

The navy stationed in the port will not let the Ming fleet do evil at their doorstep!

As long as he persists, his life will still be his own!