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He just rolled his eyes when he vomited, and Li Dingguo slapped his hands helplessly, and then he lay down on the side of the boat and vomited. Feng Shuangli, who was at a loss as to what to do, rushed down as if he had caught a life-saving straw. , a few red flags waved, and Ye Shang, which was driving at the forefront, had just deflected the angle of the bow, and was already facing the front corner of the first Spanish ship. A plume of smoke spurted out from the black muzzle, and the hard wood shattered like popcorn.

I really don’t know how Mao Jue was taught. As the eldest son, the prince does not yearn for martial arts and is a full-fledged Confucian scholar, but the princess is a complete violent maniac. Looking at the fierce sea battle, Mao Yuer’s little face flushed with excitement, and the little girl His fists were clenched tightly, eager to try.

It was just destined to disappoint her. Song Yongzhong didn't plan to fight. The ships sailed in a straight line to the south, but the attack surfaces of the two fleets were different. The Spaniards still used heavy artillery to destroy ships, and the shells hit Daming one after another. The gun bay smashed the entire fleet like pockmarks, and the Ming army focused on the mast, and the grape shells connected together were fired one by one like a boomerang.

There are more than [-] cannons on one side, and there are always concentrated ones. Amid the terrified but angry scolding of the Spanish sailors on the deck, the foremast of the first ship happened to be concentrated by a string of such boomerangs. Under the intense chemical energy, they became entangled together like a chainsaw. With the crackling sound, the several-meter-high fore-mast snapped cables one by one with the jaw-dropping sound of wood snapping, and smashed heavily into the sea.

Then came the second.

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It is hard to say who won this naval battle. In terms of ship losses and casualties, the Ming army must have suffered more. After all, Song Yongzhong should have won the heavy artillery attack directly on the other side.

The nine sailboats he was on were purely for transporting troops rather than naval battles. The Ming army's cannons passing by ravaged the Spanish seven colonial warships and eleven masts. After the first round of artillery fire, the expeditionary force with full sails directly He left in the dust, leaving the Spaniards with only half sails behind.

After eight days of sailing south, and after the encounter on this day, the expedition fleet finally bypassed the long and narrow Baja California peninsula and landed on the Mexican mainland.

Unlike the flat plains along the coast of the Ming Dynasty, most of the south, west, and north of Mexico are rugged mountains. In the night, the damaged sailboat of the Ming Dynasty ran aground near an unknown beach, and large sand boats on the flat land were thrown from the boat. Taking advantage of the low tide, the soldiers made wet and full of salt water rushed towards the shore with field artillery and supplies, and set up the first camp on the beach.

Song Yongzhong and his party were the second batch to go ashore by boat. An oil lamp was dangling. Mao Yuer, who was so excited that she was even trembling, was still holding her map data, judging where the landing location might be. Looking into the distance before the night is completely dark.

This is the first time Song Yongzhong has arrived in Mexico. The terrain here is really strange. Near the sea is a narrow and desolate small plain. It is estimated that within ten miles to the east, there are already black and endless mountains. However, it is not far to the south. At this point, there is a gap in the mountain range running through the north and south. It seems that an attack can be launched from here to the inland, but the future is still unknown.

Knowing nothing about this land made Song Yongzhong extremely uncomfortable. If he was in command of this battle, he probably would not have launched an invasion war at this time anyway. However, he is not the one who is in charge.

Tomorrow, no matter what, we will go to the east to explore!

Just when Song Yongzhong made up his mind, on the shore, there was an unpleasant roar like a howling wolf, but it sounded like thunder suddenly exploded on the ground.

"Woohoo, a certain Marquis Xichuan Li is back, wow ha ha ha..., wow~~~"

He was handsome for less than three seconds, and the clear sound of vomiting made Song Yongzhong couldn't help but outline a smile again.

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The difference between having a port and not having a port is vividly revealed. At the small cement pier in San Francisco, the loading is completed in one day, but here it takes more than three days to transport the goods back and forth by small boats. In the contact war, hundreds of people were killed or injured by the Ming army. In the end, more than 400 horses and more than 300 people managed to land. The gunpowder of about [-] barrels is estimated to be able to support two or three battles, and the ration is nearly one. month or so.

Relying on this power to conquer a country with a population of tens of millions, Song Yongzhong felt a little nonsense, but no matter whether it was Li Dingguo, the commander-in-chief of this army, or Mao Yuer, who could be regarded as the chief of the general staff, they were both confident and confident. People are coming, no matter what, we have to bite the bullet and go on.

But there is still some good news. First of all, Li Dingguo is really a landlubber. He vomited like a weak chicken at sea. After only a day on the shore, it was like eating Liuwei Dihuang Wan. It immediately cured kidney deficiency. Tang, the 300-year-old Jiuzhitang is healed, and the commander of the legion is excited. For the whole army, it is considered a great thing.

Another thing is that their map was born at a good point, the narrow and long Sierra Madre ends abruptly, and a road leading to the inner Mexican plateau is close at hand, and not far from here, there is the city of Tepic, Mexico, from which Drive straight into the inland, only three or four hundred kilometers away, is the core of Spain's rule of this land, Mexico City!

It was here that Hernan Korster marched and destroyed the entire Inca Empire.

How many years have passed, but the city of Tepic seems to have retained the shape of the Aztec Empire. The whole town is located on a gentle hillside, surrounded by low blue limestone squarely, nearby, It is a dense cornfield. For more than 100 years, the only thing that has changed here is that the Aztec temple was replaced by the Christian church from the West.

The town hasn't changed much, but the people have changed the most. This is a town that has been deeply westernized. The Ming expeditionary force that suddenly drove down the mountain obviously made the town panic. Followed by about four to five hundred young and strong people in the city Under the leadership of the pastor, they formed a dense formation and drove to the front of the town. The wide small square on the side of the road came to meet them.

The brown-skinned natives still account for the majority, but they are all commanded by white officers, and the entire formation is exactly the same as the Spanish phalanx, with wooden spears held high in the front and a hundred or so honest muskets in the back. When Christianity spread here, it became slightly localized. The priest who boosted morale in the middle of the army was dressed in colorful clothes like a pheasant. Compared with his European counterparts, he was more similar to an indigenous wizard.

This terrain gave Li Dingguo a little headache. Tepic City is located on the mountainside, which is about ten meters above the level of the valley road where he marched. Taking the lead in confrontation with the opponent, the winner must be his side, but he was reluctant to pay the price. After hesitating for a while, Li Dingguo, who was holding back his energy, also took the lead calmly and arranged the cavalry on the two wings. , the leading infantry with swords and shields and spearmen crossed and tied up the middle army, waiting for the infantry of the rear army of Governor Song Yongzhong to deliver the cannons.

But this time, the Spanish barbarians on the mountain looked more like a state of etiquette than their Ming Dynasty. A guy who looked like a priest ran down the mountain and shouted loudly in English.

"Don't shoot! I am sent by God's people to negotiate!"

When the two armies are at war, don't behead them!Although he was from the Peng Army before, but now he accepts Zhao'an like Gongming's elder brother Song Jiang. Li Dingguo naturally regards himself as a civilized officer in his heart. Bring it here, and then bring the military interpreter Mr. Dead or Not Dead!"

Two cavalrymen galloped over and brought over the fat, panting guy who looked like a penguin. In order to communicate with the British New World colony, the British big-nosed translator was also found. The first official contact with Spanish Mexico was carried out between two foreigners with big noses and big eyes.

Chapter 898. Prophet Dayuer

If you want to say that the generation gap is a bit deep, how about meeting each other, the first sentence in Spain coming down the mountain, which tribe do you belong to?

tribe?

Hearing the explanation of whether the British were dead or not, Li Dingguo had a question mark in his head at the first moment. He glanced at the neat armor and military uniform under his command, as well as the gleaming high-grade cold weapons. It's not like those barbarian tribes who wear animal skins, hold sticks, and belong to the slave society on the border of Yunnan, Guizhou and Sichuan, right?

While he was in a daze, the pastor chattered a lot of English again.

"My lord, this barbarian said that they are willing to give [-] carts of food and a box of gold, so that we can retreat as soon as we see it! Otherwise, the Governor's Palace in Mexico City will be conscripted, and we will not be able to eat."

Are you really a beggar?Li Dingguo was almost out of breath and confused. He pointed at the guy's nose and growled angrily: "Whether he is dead or not, you tell him that he will be appointed as the Son of Heaven, and he came here to fight against non-officials. , tell him to open the city and surrender as soon as possible, otherwise, when the city is broken, no chicken or dog will be left behind!"

Under Zhang Xianzhong's command, Li Dingguo can be regarded as benevolent and restrained, but it doesn't mean that he has never slaughtered the city. These words are full of murderous aura.

After some translation, the fat pastor was obviously taken aback when he heard the word Daming. However, at this time in the West, some people especially admired Eastern civilization, such as Tang Ruowang, Matteo Ricci, Nan Huairen, etc., and even the Dutch East who was hostile to Daming. Curt, the major shareholder of the Indian company, is an out-and-out oriental fan, but the other part is extremely arrogant, absolutely flocking to Western-centred theory, especially Catholic fanatics, who think that all non-believers are barbarians , Obviously, the fat man in front of him belongs to the latter. Hearing the translation of whether he is dead or not, he immediately raised the cross hanging around his neck in a frenzy like a madman.

"Don't think about it, believers of the devil, God's people will not bow to you, just fight over here! The wrath of God will burn you all under the city!"

As he said that, the old fat man turned around arrogantly and left, which emptied Li Dingguo's aura. He watched him go two or three steps in a daze, and then Li Dingguo waved his hand heavily to save face: "That's what I meant, Let's fight to the death and see off the guests!"

However, Li Dingguo is not easy to deal with for so long in western Sichuan, among the complex forces of Maoming, Nanming and the southwestern minorities. Stand still and wait for the cannon.

On the contrary, after the old fat man went back, he saw that the Ming army did not dare to fight up, thinking that they were afraid, so he raised his staff high and let out his excitement again.

"All pagans who oppose God will be cursed by God and go to hell! Don't be afraid of them, God is with you!"

The entire hillside suddenly sounded like beasts, and the local aborigines who had been brainwashed by the missionaries pumped their chests excitedly and screamed.

However, in the staring and staring confrontation, the situation of the battle soon changed again. Amidst the sound of panting, more than 2000 infantrymen from the rear army also arrived. The cavalry dismounted to form an infantry formation, and sent out more than 500 horses to pull the field artillery weighing more than [-] kilograms to one ton. Even so, the infantry who pushed the artillery behind were still panting tiredly, and even the princess Mao Yuer came out with a head Fragrant sweat.

But even though she was so tired that she spit out her tongue, Mao Yuer was still as excited as if she had been beaten with chicken blood. The legendary colonial war!While pushing the cannon, she also excitedly preached Mao Jue's quotations loudly.

"Your Majesty said that war is indeed evil, but war for the expansion of the Ming Empire's living space is sacred!"

"My father said: A drop of blood and sweat that we didn't shed today will turn into fertile land cultivated by future generations! Use Ming's steel guns and cannons to obtain a new home for future generations!"

"Hundreds of years later, everything we have done will be remembered and sung by future generations!"

Needless to say, these words were really inspiring. Some Li Jun was so tired that his nose was running out, but he still tried his best to feed, and his old faces were flushed.

The cannon came more than half an hour earlier than expected, but Li Dingguo was a little unhappy. Seeing his soldiers actively push the cannon to the front line under the same fanatical shout of Mao Yuer, he was worried that the royal family would Won't it have too much influence under his command?In the future, I will not be able to command my subordinates anymore.

"General, the cannon is here, can we launch an attack?"

The frenzied and crisp voice interrupted Li Dingguo's deep thinking. Looking at Mao Yu'er, who was dripping with sweat but eager to try, he felt a little helpless and waved his hand lazily.

"Prepare, attack!"

"grown ups!"

But at this juncture, whether he was dead or not, he suddenly made another sound, pointing to the opposite hillside, without realizing that he was a Western barbarian, pointing at the city of Tepic on the hillside, he shouted loudly: " Those Western barbarians are flying the white flag!"

"Oh?"

He raised his head in surprise. The old fat man who was negotiating down the mountain just now held a bamboo pole high and hung a white sheet from someone's house. He kicked his war horse and ran out again, and brought him back with his creaking nest.