Chapter 668 Afterglow of the Empire

In terms of shock, the most shocking thing is Spain.

The "Spanish Armada", who were still on their way back, was naturally ashamed when they heard the system announcement, but they had already been humiliated once, and soon got used to it.

Broken pots, broken pots, what should come will always come.

Casillas was even more furious, his eyes were red, and he was about to burst into flames. He didn't know whether he was angry with Ouyang Shuo for being arrogant and unreasonable, or because he was angry with Alvaro for his lack of integrity, or because his compatriots were too selfish.

Or, both.

Those who really can't accept it are the Spanish domestic players. Such a system announcement undoubtedly slapped the proud and face-saving Spaniard in the face.

"What's the situation?" The Spaniard looked confused, "Didn't the Armada promise before the expedition that it would completely crush the ocean-going fleet! Why did your own admiral become the enemy in a blink of an eye?"

"Did the fleet in Tortosa suffer an ambush and something went wrong, or was the entire Armada defeated?" The Spaniards, more than players from any other country, were eager to know the truth of the war.

The city of Tortosa is the territory of Casillas.

The domestic forums in Spain exploded directly. The panicked Spaniards were eager to know the truth, and eager for someone to tell them what happened.

Finally, the group of players who were still drifting at sea couldn't bear the pressure exerted by domestic players on the forum, so they simply disclosed the war process directly on the forum.

As soon as the news came out, the whole country was shocked.

"Is today April Fool's Day? Our invincible sea fleet was wiped out in one day."

"Oh, God, don't make jokes like that."

"Tell me it's not true."

...

The proud Spaniard simply cannot accept this fact.

Subsequently, the player posted photos of the Spanish galleon sinking to the bottom of the sea on the forum.

On the endless sea, countless Spanish galleons and Clarke galleons sank to the bottom of the sea at the same time, only the sails were exposed, showing their identities and past glory.

Such a shocking photo directly dragged the Spaniards into an unknown abyss of hell.

"My God, it's unbelievable."

"Is the other party a devil? How is it possible that our invincible warship sank like this?"

"Oh, God, can anyone tell me what witchcraft the enemy cast on the battleship?"

The proud Spaniard seemed unable to wake up from such a huge blow. In other words, they would rather not wake up than face such cruel facts.

The mighty Armada, the overlord of the Mediterranean Sea, and the brightest diamond in the crown of Spain, all sank overnight, completely becoming a thing of the past and turning into a pile of rotten wood.

The proud empire seems to be heading for desolation.

The only ones who are still sober are probably the Spanish domestic media. They combine the news disclosed on the forum to write blockbuster news that the deaf can hear.

The photos accompanying the news, without exception, used the photo of the desperate shipwreck on the forum.

“The darkest day in Spain!!!”

"Glory collapsed, invincibility shattered!!!"

"Without the Armada, how will the empire continue to dominate the sea?"

"Who will save the dim glory of Spain?"

The answer is obvious. The only thing that can save Spain right now is the Royal Fleet of the Spanish royal family. It is still during the national war, and it is theoretically possible for Wangcheng's army to be dispatched.

The only problem is that Shanhai City did not attack the royal city Madrid. Therefore, according to the rules of the national war, the two sides are still in the stage of a local war, and the Wangcheng army will not intervene in the battlefield.

The desperate Spaniards couldn't control so much anymore, especially the players in Madrid. They gathered together and petitioned in front of the palace, asking the great Philip II to order the Spanish Royal Fleet to attack.

"Resolutely defend the glory of the empire!!!"

"I am willing to be the vanguard, and I will follow you to the death. I only hope that Your Majesty will show mercy!!!"

"Blood debts, Spain will never back down!!!"

The banners played by the players are more aggressive one by one. In order to increase persuasion, the players even cut their wrists, dyed the banner red with blood, and printed countless blood palm prints at the same time.

The proud Spaniards decided to practice the spirit of chivalry in the Middle Ages, never compromise, and fight to the death without retreating.

Regarding the player's petition, Philip II, who lived in the palace, did not know how to deal with it. With his belligerent nature, he naturally agreed to the player's petition, but he couldn't because it was limited to the rules of the system.

The rules made by Gaia are the highest rules that NPCs must follow.

"It's just a blame, the alien fleet is too disappointing." Philip II said helplessly.

In the deep palace, in the end, there is only silence.

The Spanish player, who had been shouting at the top of his voice for a whole day, saw no response from the palace, and his eyes could not hide his despair.

"Is Spain really going to end?"

Some people screamed, and some even committed suicide directly in front of the palace square.

The touch of blood on the stone steps became the last afterglow of Spanish chivalry.

Dazzling, dazzling, sad.

...

At this time, the defeated army in a small boat finally arrived at the port of Spain without any danger.

The player was very angry when he got the news.

Someone took pictures of the embarrassing scene of six or seven thousand small boats entering the port en masse, and posted them on the forum. This time, the anger in the Spaniard's heart was completely ignited.

"The disgrace of the empire, why do you have any face to come back?"

"Students who live in vain, are ashamed to be with them!!!"

"Eternal sinner of the empire, hurry up and apologise!!!"

More and more players gathered at the port to denounce the defeated soldiers collectively. If it weren't for the presence of troops on the scene to maintain order, bloody clashes would have already erupted.

Those who are defeated are naturally ashamed.

They are not without grievances in their hearts. Most of the players have not figured out why they were defeated until now. They just woke up overnight and the battleships sank one after another.

Immediately afterwards, they were surrounded by Shanhai City's ocean-going fleet.

"The whole process is completely ignorant, there is nothing!!!"

"We're innocent too!" The player shouted in his heart, but he didn't dare to vent it in public.

They are full of passion and generosity, and they want to win glory for the country. How could he have imagined that without fighting a single battle, he not only lost two hundred gold coins, but also became a sinner and shame of the empire in a blink of an eye.

This kind of aggrieved, how can outsiders understand?

Helpless, the angry domestic players have already lost their minds, so how can they listen to their excuses? Responding to the defeated people was vicious curses, countless rotten tomatoes, rotten eggs, and rotten cabbages.

The embarrassed warrior, in the midst of humiliation, quickly fled the scene through the teleportation array carrying pieces of rotten vegetables and leaves, or returned to the territory, or returned to the guild station, or simply returned to his hut, and healed the wound alone.

Even if they go back, they still have to bear the strange eyes from their friends and relatives around them. It was a difficult day for the soldiers of the Armada.

...

The noisy port was more than half empty in less than half an hour.

The group of players who had no one to vent to, wandered around the port unconsciously, their eyes were blank and helpless, and they didn't know what to do. The small boats docked at the port looked extremely dazzling.

"Burn them!" someone suggested.

"That's right, just burn them all, and you will get angry after seeing it!"

Desperate players need to vent the anger accumulated in their hearts through aggressive actions.

In this way, it is naturally a response.

All of a sudden, thousands of small boats were ignited in less than half an hour. The raging fire rose into the sky, completely dyeing the port red, and countless ferocious and desperate faces were reflected in the firelight.

The fire spread, and no one went to put it out, and even spread to the port facilities, turning them into ashes. The scorched port has become the most vivid portrayal of the current state of the empire.

As night fell, the unwilling players gradually dispersed.

More turbulent waves are slowly brewing and fermenting in the night...

Tonight, no one sleeps.

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When the lord player returns to the territory, the first thing he does is to issue an emergency recruitment order overnight. At the same time, the shipyard was ordered to work 24 hours a day to manufacture as many warships as possible.

They know too well that without the protection of the navy, the coastal territories will become the highest priority attack target of the ocean-going fleet. If you don't step up your battle preparations, you may not even be able to keep your territory.

Thousands of craftsmen were mobilized and began to build war forts along the port.

Spain now cannot afford a second defeat.

Defeated at sea, the land must be defended; otherwise, the empire is over!

For the empire, and for their lives, the coastal lords risked everything. All the funds in the territory's inventory were scattered and turned into soldiers, battleships, and war fortresses.

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Those who acted overnight were also reporters from major media.

There are too many details and secrets waiting for them to discover in this weird naval battle. Under the guise of uncovering the truth of the war for the public, the reporters began to break through the defenses of the participating players one by one.

Early the next morning, the headlines of the major media published shocking news. The exorbitant ransom was unearthed by reporters and made public.

In this way, it is tantamount to adding fuel to the fire.

Some domestic players who had just calmed down took to the streets to protest again. The players participating in the battle this time are like rats crossing the street, condemned and disgusted by domestic players, and dare not go out at all.

Of course, there are also sane media. They didn't focus on gossip, let alone provoking players' sensitive nerves for the sake of newspaper sales.

Their eyes were focused on the battlefield.

The most fundamental doubt is: How did the Invincible Battleship sink?

Players interviewed ordinary players, guild leaders, and lords. From their dictation, they gradually restored the truth of the matter and uncovered the fog of war.

After reading the battle report, the Spanish domestic players looked at a loss.

There is no doubt that their enemy, the Ocean Fleet of Shanhai City, has mastered incredible technology or equipment, and such tactics are simply the nemesis of warships at sea.

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