The Mexican coast seems to have not changed much from more than a hundred years ago. It is still winding and twisting, with reefs covered with rocks and waves slapped violently on the shore, shaking white waves. Looking from afar, only seabirds are wandering around. The traces of human development have not changed too much here yet.

But there are still some changes from a hundred years ago, just that there are a lot of annoying Spanish sailboats!

"Barzi Sailship!"

Facing the falling waves and drizzle, the mate's roar was shrill and manic. In his roar, the sailors were busy like an ant nest before the storm. Some climbed the masts and hung sails full of sails, and some shook the creaking turntables under the cabin, extending the dark cannon from the cannon hatch. While watching Song Yongzhong's telescope, a slapped sailboat with Spanish flags came out fiercely at the corner of the bay in front of him.

Just as he was stunning, a terrible smell suddenly came into his nose. When he put down his telescope, Song Yongzhong looked at the extremely brave General Li with a headache and kept vomiting. After finally vomiting for a while, the guy was still yelling vaguely and starting the war, but he was still yelling halfway, and then leaning against the side of the boat board and then vomiting, and the yellow gallbladder was spit out.

I really don’t know how he survived the six months after the Ming Dynasty sailed to the New World.

He shook his head helplessly. Song Yongzhong directly replaced him and ordered loudly.

"Working flags, the fleet maintains a single formation, approaching the sea, with sails full, muzzles upward, hang grapes and ammunition, and keeps the head ship and enemy ships three hundred yards!"

He only rolled his eyes when he vomited. Li Dingguo waved his palm helplessly, and then lay on the edge of the boat and continued to vomit. As if he was given a general amnesty, Feng Shuangli, who was at a loss, ran down quickly as if he had caught a life-saving straw. Several red flags swayed. Ye Shang, which was at the forefront, had just deflected the bow angle and had already faced the front corner of the first Spanish ship. Suddenly, deafening cannon sounded one after another, and white smoke columns suddenly ejected from the dark muzzles, and the hard wood shattered like popcorn.

I really don’t know how Mao Jue teaches his family. As the eldest son, the prince does not yearn for martial arts and is a complete Confucian scholar, but the princess is completely violent. Looking at the fierce battle, Mao Yuer’s little face turned red with excitement, and her fists were clenched tightly, and she couldn’t help but try.

But she was destined to disappoint her. Song Yongzhong did not intend to fight. The ship was zigzag southward, but the strike surfaces of the two fleets were different. The Spaniards still had heavy artillery to destroy the ship. The shells followed and the other hit the Ming cannon cabin, smashing the fleet like pockmarks. The Ming army focused on the masts, and the grape bombs connected together were fired out like boomerangs.

There were always more than twenty cannons on one side. Amid the fearful but angry screams of Spanish sailors on the deck, the foremast of the first ship was concentrated by a string of such boomerangs. The rapidly rotating grape bombs were entangled like chain saws under the terrifying chemical energy. In the crackling sound, the foremast several meters high pulled a cable apart in the sound of broken wood, and hit the sea heavily.

Next is the second one.

.............

There is no one who won this naval battle. The Ming army must have suffered more severe ship losses and casualties. After all, facing heavy artillery attacks from the side, but strategically, Song Yongzhong should have won.

The nine sailboats he was in were for transporting troops rather than naval battles. The Ming army cannons that had escorted them destroyed the seven Spanish colonial warships and eleven masts. After taking on the first round of artillery fire, the expeditionary army with sails pulled away directly, leaving the Spaniards with only half of the sails far behind.

After eight days of sailing south, and after the encounter on that day, the expedition fleet finally bypassed the narrow and long Baja California Peninsula and leaned on the Mexican land.

Unlike the flat plains along the coast of Daming, most of Mexico's north and south are rugged mountains. In the night, the scarred Ming sailboats were stranded near an unknown mudflat. Large flat sand boats were thrown off the boat. The soldiers who were wet and covered in salt water took advantage of the shallow tide and took quick steps towards the shore with field artillery and supplies, and set off the first camp on the beach.

Song Yongzhong and his party were the second group of people who took the boat ashore. A oil lamp was shaking. Mao Yuer, who was so excited that she was even trembling, was still holding her map information and judging the landing location about there. Song Yongzhong held up a telescope and looked into the distance while the night was completely thick.

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

He knew nothing about this land, which made Song Yongzhong particularly uncomfortable. If he were to command this battle, he would probably not have launched an invasion war at this time. However, he was not the one in charge.

I will explore the east anyway tomorrow!

Just as Song Yongzhong made up his mind, a ruthless roar on the shore like a wolf howl suddenly sounded like a thunder thunder on the ground.

"Ah, Mr. Li of Xichuan is back, hahahaha..., wow~~~"

He was handsome for only three seconds, and his clear vomiting made Song Yongzhong laugh and smile again.

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The difference between having a port and not having a port is vividly revealed. At the small cement dock in San Francisco City, loading was completed in one day, but it took more than three days to transport it back and forth on a small boat. A contact battle caused more than a hundred people to be killed or injured by the Ming army. In the end, more than 1,400 horses and more than 4,300 people to land. About 600 barrels of gunpowder were probably able to support the two or three wars, and the rations were about a month.

Song Yongzhong felt a little nonsense when he relied on this force to conquer a country with a population of tens of millions. However, 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 staff, was idle and confident. Since everyone came, he had to go on, no matter what, he had to bite the bullet and go on.

However, there is still some good news. First of all, Li Dingguo is really a land duck. He vomited like a weak chicken on the sea. After only one day of the day, he was like taking Liuwei Dihuang Pills. It immediately treats kidney deficiency and does not contain sugar. After three hundred years, Jiuzhitang was better. The commander of the army was excited. It was a great thing for the entire army.

Another thing is that their map was born at a good point. The narrow and long Sierra Madre range came to an abrupt end. A road leading to the inner Mexican plateau was close in front of me. Not far away, there is the Mexican city of Tepic, which drove straight into the inland. It was only three to four hundred kilometers away. It was the core of Spain's rule of this land, Mexico City!

Hernan Colst marched from here and destroyed the entire Inca Empire.

Years have passed, but the city of Tepik seems to still retain its shape during the Aztec Empire. The entire town is located on a gentle mountainside, surrounded by low cyan limestone, and nearby is dense cornfields. For more than a hundred years, the only thing that changes here is the only Aztec temple replaced by Christian churches from the West.

The town has not changed much, but the most changed is still people. This is a town with a deep Westernization. The Ming Expeditionary Force suddenly drove to the foot of the mountain and obviously panicked the town. Immediately afterwards, about four or five hundred young and strong men formed a dense formation under the leadership of the priests in the city, and drove to the front of the town, and the wide square beside the avenue came to fight.

The brown-yellow natives still account for the majority, but they were commanding white officers, and the entire formation was exactly the same as the Spanish platoon. There were wooden spears in front and a hundred honest muskets behind them. When Christianity spread here, it became slightly localized. The priest who boosted morale in the middle of the military formation wore colorful clothes like a pheasant. Compared with his European counterparts, it was more similar to an indigenous wizard.

This terrain gave Li Dingguo a little a headache. Tepik City is located halfway up the mountain, and the level of the valley roads he marched was about ten meters high. The cavalry feint attack was not very advantageous when facing the hedgehog-like spear formation. The musketeers took the lead and fought against the opponent. The victory must be his own side. However, he was reluctant to leave the price he paid for. After he hesitated for a while, Li Dingguo calmly set his head down and laid the cavalry on both wings. The vanguard and shield infantry and spearmen crossed the central army, waiting for the infantry of the governor Song Yongzhong to transport the cannons.

However, in this kung fu, the Spanish barbarians on the mountain were more like a country of etiquette than their Ming Dynasty. A priest-like guy ran down the mountain and shouted loudly in English.

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

The two armies fought and did not kill the envoys! Although they were born in the peasant army before, they now accept the imperial edict like Gongming's brother Song Jiang. Li Dingguo naturally positioned himself as a civilized official army. Seeing this, he also tilted his head: "Bring the envoy of the vassal, and then bring the general translation of the army to the death of the undead!"
Chapter completed!