Daming Town Haiwang

Chapter 987, Battle of the Strings
"Come on!"

"Full speed ahead!"

Andrade waved the sword in his hand. His whole body was already wet by the sea water. The cold wind was blowing, and it was bitingly cold, but he couldn't care about that much anymore. Half of the warships in the army have been lost, and the enemy's artillery is too fierce.

There was rage in his heart, a monstrous rage, and such rage could only be extinguished with the blood of the enemy.

"At least he's a brave knight!"

By his side, da Gama couldn't help but have a higher opinion of Andrade.

At least for now, there is no problem with Andrade's command, and he is also very brave. Even though half of the warships have been lost, he is still brave enough.

"It's just, I'm afraid this time, our Portugal is defeated!"

Da Gama, as a navigator with rich sailing experience, is also a pirate who roams the seas. He has extremely rich combat experience.

Judging from the current situation, his side is bound to lose.

Although the Spanish matador has rushed over, and the most exciting battle is about to break out between the two sides, the warship of Ming Dynasty has always been floating outside, relying on its own powerful artillery bombardment, without any chivalry, and did not fight against the Portuguese warship. The meaning of the string battle.

This is the most worrisome thing. Da Ming's artillery poured down round after round, and the casualties on his side continued to increase sharply, and he couldn't hold on for too long.

"Fire!"

Finally, the Spaniards entered the range of the Portuguese warships. With the roar of Andrade, the artillery on the Portuguese warships finally roared, billowing white smoke rose, covering the warships, But it was quickly blown away by the sea wind, and the shells poured towards the Spanish warship with the anger of the Portuguese.

"Kill!"

Carster and Almeida also drew out their swords, and it was time to show the bravery of the Spanish matador.

All of a sudden, [-] Spanish warships and more than [-] Portuguese warships came and went to each other, and shells attacked each other one after another.

At the same time, there were huge stones flying in the air, but most of them fell into the sea, splashing huge water jets one after another.

"Interesting~"

Tian Erniu and Jiang Liang looked through the binoculars with gusto.

"The density of the artillery is too low~"

"The rate of fire is too slow!"

"The projectile is too small and the power is too small."

"With such shells, unless you are lucky enough, even if you hit a dozen rounds, it won't be a big deal."

Jiang Liang observed carefully and soon came to a conclusion.

This is the first time I have seen a naval battle between European countries.

"The string battle is about to begin!"

"Pass my order, all ships are free to attack!"

Tian Erniu nodded slightly, and soon issued a new order. The Spaniards are still his allies, and the Portuguese will soon be fighting together. All will be hit.

"Kill!"

"Kill these Spanish traitors~"

"Kill all these Portuguese offal~"

On the surface of the sea, the Portuguese warship and the Spanish battlefield were very close to each other. The sailors on both sides were roaring, and at the same time, shells were pouring towards each other.

The distance between the two sides was too close, and the artillery no longer needed to aim, and directly attacked the opponent. The shells flew rapidly, and wherever they went, sawdust flew across, blood was bloody, and there was a miserable cry.

However, the others remained unmoved, one by one waving the rope with claws, quickly grabbing the side of the opponent's ship, or quickly cutting off their own masts and falling heavily on the opponent's ship, and some people It is dangling the rope and jumping onto the opponent's warship.

The musket spewed white smoke continuously, and the arrows from the bow and arrow poured towards the opponent. The crew members pulled the rope vigorously, and the distance between each other became closer and closer, and they could clearly see the anger on the opponent's face.

"Kill it~"

Vasco da Gama took the lead and jumped onto a Spanish battleship with all his strength. With a sharp stab in his hand, a Spanish matador was stabbed to death. The Portuguese who followed him also jumped on it, and suddenly the entire deck spread out. Bloody melee killings.

"Matadors, follow me to kill!"

Korst waved the long sword in his hand, bravely, jumped directly on top of the opponent's warship, swung the long sword, dodged flexibly, and fencing to the extreme, and Portuguese sailors kept falling beside him.

There was a scuffle between the two sides. On the warships, the Portuguese and the Spaniards fought together.

The Europeans of this era are brave knights, dirty pirates, and even despicable robbers. In short, when fighting, they are not cowardly. Whether it is the Portuguese or the Spaniards, both sides are full of courage. Bravery, that's what the battle of the strings is about.

"Dong Dong~"

On the other side, Ming's battleship never stopped, and waves of attacks continued to pour towards the Portuguese battleship.

The distance between the two sides was already very fast, and the hit rate became very high. Twenty Ming warships attacked extremely sharply. The Portuguese warships in the rear sank slowly into the sea one by one. Crowded with fleeing Portuguese, the icy waters were full of struggling Portuguese sailors.

"Damn Ming people!"

Some people couldn't help cursing, but it didn't have the slightest effect. They were fired back with rounds of artillery, and the people of Ming Dynasty didn't have the slightest intention to compare their chivalry with them.

"Deal with these warships as soon as possible, and then let them have a taste of our Ming's firearms!"

Tian Erniu kept counting, the battle between the two sides had lasted for more than an hour, and the battle was very fierce here, the Spaniards had less boats and fewer people, so they were somewhat disadvantaged.

Fortunately, I have my own side to help clear the excess Portuguese warships, otherwise the Spaniards would not be able to beat these Portuguese at all, after all, the number and number of people are here.

Following Tian Erniu's order, Daming's warship no longer circled around, but began to rush towards the center of the battle, and the artillery attack still had no intention of stopping.

But on the deck of the ship, the sailors of Daming were already holding muskets. As the distance between the two sides got closer, the Portuguese were overjoyed.

"Kill it~"

"Rush forward and kill all these Ming people!"

Andrade, who was fighting in blood, looked at the Ming warship rushing towards him, and let out a roar.

If you fire from a distance, there is really nothing you can do about it, but now you are rushing forward, let you see how powerful the Portuguese knights are.

On the Portuguese warships, many sailors waved their claws, waiting for the Ming's warships to get closer to them, and then rushed to the Ming's warships, killing them fiercely .

However, what greeted them was a burst of dense gun barrels. With billowing smoke rising, hundreds of shells rushed towards you. In an instant, the entire battleship was riddled with holes. The Portuguese sailors wailed.

The power of Daming's artillery is really too great!
The point is that the rate of fire is too fast, one wave after another, the closer the distance, the more terrifying the power of terror, one after another Portuguese warships were directly sent into the sea like this.

Some were lucky enough not to be sunk, and when they were close enough to the Daming warship, when they wanted to claw at the opponent's warship, a row of pitch-black gun barrels aimed at it again, accompanied by a burst of dense gunshots like roasted beans, A large number of projectiles attacked, and there was another miserable howl.

The battle on the periphery didn't last long. Portuguese warships were sunk one after another. Only in the central area, there were more than [-] warships fighting with the Spaniards.

"Free aim!"

Soon, Tian Erniu issued a new order, and the twenty Ming warships continuously rotated around the central area. Every time they rotated, a large number of artillery and musket attacks poured towards the Portuguese.

"Haha~"

"You Portuguese lose!"

Korster waved the long sword in his hand, and the whole person looked very excited.

The bad breath in my heart finally came out fiercely.

In the past, the port was blocked by Portugal, and the days of being aggrieved were really uncomfortable, and now they have finally taken revenge on the Portuguese.

"We are defeated!"

Da Gama killed a Spanish matador with a single sword, and then looked around, surrounded by warships of Ming Dynasty. They still kept a certain distance from the Portuguese warships, and it was impossible for them to catch up.

Relying on their own artillery and muskets to continuously shoot and kill the Portuguese, the peripheral Portuguese warships have been cleaned up, only a few Portuguese warships that have lost power are struggling feebly, there are corpses floating everywhere on the sea surface, and there are still some Small boats bravely rowing towards Lisbon in the waves.

He was desperate, really desperate.

More than [-] warships and an army of more than [-] people were built by Portugal with all its efforts, but they were all buried here in this battle.

However, as for their opponents, the Spaniards suffered relatively large losses. As for the Ming people, they seemed to have nothing to lose. They always lacked chivalry and were cowards.

But he just lost to such a coward, extremely aggrieved.

However, this is not terrible. What is terrible is that this is just a fleet randomly dispatched by Daming, not the regular navy of Daming.

A sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart.

After all, Portugal is a small country. Not to mention compared with a powerful empire like Ming Dynasty, even compared with Spain, Britain, France, etc. in Europe, it is very small, and the power of the country is just like this.

"Surrender!"

He said helplessly to Andrade beside him.

(End of this chapter)