Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

"For the gorse!"

The ship to report has left the fleet and has completed its turn around.

The commander resolutely led the fleet straight forward.

The two fleets are similar in size, but the size of the ships is quite different.

The boat on the Gorse side is a small patrol boat, and there are two giants in the opposing fleet, and the remaining four boats look very big.

There is a huge disparity in strength, but it will take a fight after all!

"They are faster than ours!"

The opponent is gradually accelerating, showing off the start of a roundabout that does not meet the elements of naval warfare.

But the breath of despair has enveloped the gorse fleet!

Speed ​​is the most important factor in naval battles.

The speed is fast, you can fight when you want to fight, and you run when you want to run. If the long-range strike weapon is better, it can kill your opponent.

The commander cheered up and boosted his morale: "We only need to stop them, and the reinforcements behind will overwhelm them. Hold on and prepare to shoot arrows!"

...

On the opposite side, Hong Bao on the battleship put down his binoculars and ordered: "Call the interpreter!"

A blindfolded Tessie man was taken to the bow of the ship, Hong Bao nodded, and someone pulled his eye cloth.

The man blinked, his eyes turned.

"Looking at things you shouldn't see, your eyes...I'm afraid I won't be able to keep it!"

The translator shook his head abruptly, then stooped and said, "My lord Mingguo, please make arrangements."

"Which ship is that?"

Zhang Wang pointed to the opposite fleet and asked.

At this moment, the warship under their feet was lightly rounding to the right.

The interpreter just glanced at it casually, and said with certainty: "It's the fleet of the Gorse people, there are only them here, and the Franks are about to leave the ocean."

Hong Bao sneered when he heard the words: "I don't ask, I don't ask, it's aggressive! It seems that this gorse is really tyrannical, Daming... I'm afraid it's not an opponent, right?"

Zhang Wang blinked his eyes and said in surprise: "Father-in-law, can't you? Their boat looked at... The official was frustrated."

Hong Bao forced Zhang Wang with a look, and then ordered: "The enemy is fierce. Our ship carries a large amount of cargo and cannot be robbed, so...sink them!"

Zhang Wang felt that Hong Bao was just opening his eyes and talking nonsense. He dared to pack the ticket with his head. If the ships were brought close to the fleet, he would immediately kill himself with a knife.

However, Hong Bao had to assume a weak posture, which was clearly intended to pit those ships.

why?

As Zhang Wang thought, he commanded the fleet to close together.

The four warships approached again from the left and right, but they turned into the angle of facing the enemy with their sides.

"Father-in-law!"

Zhang Wang finally asked for instructions.

The interpreter knew how powerful the Ming munitions were. Seeing the gorse ships still rushing boldly, joy flashed across his face, and then said worriedly: "My lord, there will be war if it sinks!"

Hong Bao turned his face and frowned and asked, "Is the gorse very powerful?"

The translator nodded and said: "Very powerful, we Frank is not an opponent... They are still blocking the strait. If there is a fight, we are afraid we can't get in."

Hong Bao nodded, and when the translator was slightly disappointed, Zhang Wang shouted over there, "Father-in-law, can you fight..."

Hong Bao sighed and said, "No matter how powerful they are, it is the Da Ming fleet that is in charge of our family! How can we retreat... fight!"

"Sink all!"

Hong Bao's complexion suddenly became ugly, and he shouted: "They are all idiots who don't know what the Heavenly Kingdom is if they don't interrupt their hands and feet! Fight! Run a boat and kill you!"

Zhang Wang said happily, "Father-in-law, please look forward to it!"

"Prepare……"

The windows under the deck opened one after another, and the deep muzzle was exposed, with fire flashing inside.

The three ships behind were following desperately. When they saw that the sword was already in front of them, the commander of the fleet couldn't help but cheered: "It's going to go to war! Stupid gorse man, arrogant gorse man, Prepare to accept the anger from the East!"

"Long live Frank!"

Amidst the cheers, the Franks on the deck were full of joy.

This is the purpose for them to enter the strait with the Daming fleet, otherwise they would dock beforehand and then go overland to see His Royal Highness.

Very cunning and calm!

When the two sides set off from Lisbon, the commander told Hong Bao: Even if only one member of Frank's mission was left dead, even if his legs were broken, he would climb to Daming and present Frank's credential.

The commander remembered the shock and moving in Hong Bao's eyes at the time, so he believed that Ming Ren would challenge the Gorse people with a good impression of Frank.

Regardless of victory or defeat, whether Mingren's fleet can still exist, Frank won.

This was not a strategy he could think of, but Abel who was negotiating with the gorse from the close minister next to the crown prince.

"Long live Daming!"

A surprising voice came, and the commander did not look back. He subconsciously felt that this was a good gimmick and slogan, so he raised his arms and shouted: "Long live Daming!"

"Long live Daming!"

Just in the cheers full of friendship, someone on the Ming army ship in front was giving orders.

"Get into range now!"

"Wait!"

Zhang Wang stood on the side with a pestle and knife with both hands~www.wuxiaspot.com~ staring at the enemy fleet that was approaching.

The interpreter blinked nervously, and he had already seen the gorse man on the opposite deck.

They don't know what Mingren's weapon is.

Yes, the Lisboners were very dissatisfied with the Frankish fleet coming to intercept Hu Daming's mission. Although it was inconvenient to stop them, they did not cooperate.

So the interpreter, including the three Frankish warships behind, didn't know what Mingren's weapon was.

Bow and arrow?

No, there are sergeants on the deck, not many.

They have archers, but they also have long swords and spears.

This is not professional!

The Franks, who were once covered by the gorse longbow, paid attention to the archers almost in ecstasy.

So what are their weapons?

Are they going to bump into it?

The translator shook his head, unless he was crazy, he would not use his side to meet his opponent's bow.

He glanced at Hong Bao beside him, but he was calm.

The sea breeze was blowing Hong Bao's gray hair. He held up his head, looked at the enemy proudly, and said, "Is this two peaches killing three people, or is it asking you to enter the urn?"

The translator didn't know these two allusions, but a **** explained it, and he was almost scared to pee.

"No, no! Daming is Frank's most important ally, we..."

Hong Bao looked at him sideways, and said coldly: "So what? This way is along the coast, why not land?"

The interpreter is neither a general nor a civilian. How could he answer Hong Bao's question, so he could only blush.

Hong Bao nodded and said, "You still know blushing, which is not bad, but no matter what it is, Daming will be fearless!"

He screamed: "Send the order, the food ship blocked the three ships behind, dare to break through and kill!"

As the flag was shaking, the two grain boats behind immediately gathered their hands, and bows and arrows and various tribulus began to gather.

"Stop!"