Domineering Daming

Maynard thought in his heart that it would take nearly two years for the Ming Dynasty to come here from thousands of miles away, so what can they do in Europe?

He is more concerned about overseas. The merchant ships of the Netherlands are all over the world. Now Asia has almost been driven out. If it spreads to the Americas, the Netherlands will have to return to Europe.

Maynard turned his head and looked behind, seeing no one approaching, he said: "We also hope to sign a trade treaty and military treaty with the Ming Dynasty. Of course, we can't make it clear. We don't want to completely tear ourselves apart with Spain."

Zheng Zhilong secretly smiled inwardly, understood what Maynard meant, deliberately remained silent for a while, and said, "I want His Royal Highness to decide on this matter."

Maynard was not surprised, and said with a calm smile: "Of course."

Maynard is here to show his goodwill in advance, so let's stop.

Zheng Zhilong would naturally chat with him more at this time, changed the subject and talked a few words, and then turned to Antonio.

The Frankish governor, the confidant of King Louis XIII.

This one is different from Maynard, his face is not leaking, and his mouth is as firm as iron, refusing to reveal a single word.

Zheng Zhilong gave up after just a little trial. Although Frank is a powerful country in Europe, his vision always feels a little bad. He keeps staring at Europe and Spain.

As for Frank, Zheng Zhilong didn't put it in the letter, let them bite the dog, went to Tang Ruowang and the mysterious archbishop, and then went to see Majdarzini. .

In the early morning of the next day, many people were still hungover, but the fleets of the Ming Dynasty and Spain had already moved, quickly setting up the phalanx for the exercise.

On the specially made watchtower, Maynard, Antonio, Maidarzini, etc. were already standing, holding binoculars, observing the fleet of the Ming Dynasty.

"Wow, the warships of the Ming Dynasty are much larger than what I saw..."

"Look at their hull, his mast, it's so strange, there's only one layer..."

"This is the formation, oh yes, I remembered, they called it 'one-word snake'..."

"It's changed again, it's changed again, is this... a bow and arrow?"

Some noble ladies exclaimed, their eyes glowing.

It is indeed a different experience to look down at the movement formation of the warship from a high position.The Hongwu was also moving, quite slowly.

The soldiers were very busy, adjusting the muzzle, drawing bows and arrows, and the flag ordered the soldiers to stand at the highest point.

Maynard, Antonio, Maidarzini, Tang Ruowang and others stood on the watchtower with a calm expression, turning the telescope in their hands.

Zheng Zhilong and Ocundo are in the command room at the moment. Through the huge glass window, Wang looks forward.

In the distance of their fleet, within the sphere of influence, some large and small old ships are scattered all over the sea, floating quietly.

"Zheng, can you really send all of these into the bottom of the sea?" Oquindo said with doubts on his face while wiping his beard.

"Of course." Zheng Zhilong remained calm and concise.

Oquindo glanced at Zheng Zhilong, and suddenly said loudly: "Zhu, don't follow the steps, give them some surprises, only in this way they can remember."

Zheng Zhilong calculated the distance, raised his hand, and said: "Send the order, prepare to stop the boat, the show is about to start, all boats are ready!"

"Yes!" The lieutenant behind him responded loudly.Then, the flag on the top of the Hongwu ordered the soldiers to wave the flag in all directions, and a murderous aura spread across the entire Daming fleet in an instant.

The guests on the watchtower panicked for a while, then calmed down, holding binoculars, watching anxiously back and forth.

The cannon heads of the ships of the Ming Dynasty were raised, and the flags were held high by the soldiers. Thousands of cannons raised their dark muzzles, facing far ahead.

Chapter 1215 A Shocking Shot

The warships of the Ming Dynasty and the Spanish fleet totaled nearly 120 ships, arranged in the sea, densely packed, covering a large sea area.

Such a scene, some people are in a trance, it seems that only the Spanish Armada can have such a scene.

Many people were whispering, holding binoculars, muttering, not knowing what they were talking about.

In the command room, Zheng Zhilong and Ao Kundo stood side by side, holding binoculars, their faces gradually became cold and solemn.

When the ship arrived at the designated location, Zheng Zhilong put down the binoculars, waved his hand, and said in a deep voice, "Fire!"

He said "fire", not start!

As his words fell, the flag commanders on the Hongwu quickly waved their flags, and then the flag commanders of dozens of ships of all sizes followed suit.

A series of black cannons raised their heads high, and their black muzzles looked up at the sky.

Bang bang bang!

More than a thousand cannons fired together, aiming at the same place.

The black cannonballs seemed to fill the air. From a distance, it looked like a huge black iron stream, drawing an arc, and falling towards the dilapidated ship in the distance.

"Wow, I've never seen such a spectacular scene..." Someone exclaimed, as if there was no sound at all amidst the rumbling guns.

More people were holding up binoculars, staring closely at the shells, and then looking at the place that was bombarded.

Boom boom boom!

There was a deafening explosion, and there were waves in that sea area, and the wooden boats were blown up one by one, and they were swept into the sky along with the waves.

What's more, the sea area was in chaos, the explosion was like thunder, the sea water was billowing, and the smoke was soaring into the sky.

"Mingren's cannons are indeed farther than ours..."

"The power is also great..."

In the gap, someone shouted loudly, and was drowned in the sound of gunfire in an instant.

Zheng Zhilong stared closely through the telescope, with both eyes protruding into the telescope.

Oquindo was once again surprised by the power of the Ming Dynasty artillery, with no expression on his face, put down the binoculars, and glanced at Zheng Zhilong lightly.

The artillery of the Ming Dynasty is still going on, thousands of cannons are firing continuously, and the entire exercise area is like thunder, non-stop.

The black cannonballs were thrown into the sky, like a black dragon in the sky, and it was daunting to look at.

In the area that was bombed, Yijun couldn't see the complete plank of the ship. The sky was thick with smoke, and the flames were like the sea, burning violently on the sea surface.

There were only three rounds of bombardment in total. Zheng Zhilong squinted his eyes as he looked at the sea of ​​flames, and he was determined. He put down the binoculars and held the knife in his right hand, with evil spirits surging around him.

With such a powerful navy, he didn't believe that the little Papal State dared to disrespect them!

Oquindo looked at the sea of ​​flames, and slowly sank with his usual calm expression.

There, with the sea breeze, the waves are rough, and the fire fills the entire sky, as if it can swallow everything!

The sound of the guns gradually stopped, and the flames rolled in the distance, like monsters, baring their teeth and claws on the sea.