Chapter 2100: Calm and Resolute Hong Bao

"For the gorse!"

The ship that went to report the news had separated from the convoy and completed the turnaround.

The commander resolutely led the fleet and rushed forward.

The two fleets are of similar size, but the sizes of the ships are very different.

The ship on Gorse's side was a small patrol ship, while the opponent's fleet had two behemoths, and the remaining four ships looked very big.

There is a huge disparity in strength, but a battle is necessary after all!

"Their speed is faster than ours!"

The opponent was gradually accelerating, and began to show off his detours that were not in line with the elements of a naval battle.

But the breath of despair has enveloped the Gorse fleet!

Speed ​​is the most important factor in naval warfare.

It's fast, you can hit when you want, and run when you want. If the long-range strike weapon is better, it can wear down your opponent to death.

The commander cheered up and encouraged his morale: "As long as we block them, the reinforcements behind them will overwhelm them. Hold on and prepare to shoot arrows!"

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On the opposite side, Hong Bao on the warship put down his telescope and ordered: "Call the interpreter!"

A blindfolded Thai man was brought to the bow of the boat. Hong Bao nodded and someone pulled off his blindfold.

The man blinked and turned his gaze.

"I saw something I shouldn't have seen, and my eyes... I'm afraid I can't save them!"

The interpreter shook his head violently, then bent down and said, "Please ask the Ming Dynasty adults to make arrangements."

"Which ship is that?"

Zhang Wang asked, pointing to the fleet opposite.

At this moment, the warship under their feet was moving lightly to the right.

The interpreter just glanced at it casually and said with certainty: "It's the Plantagenet fleet. They are the only ones here. The Franks are about to leave the ocean."

Hong Bao heard this and sneered: "You don't even ask, but you are so aggressive! It seems that this Gorse is really strong, Ming... I'm afraid he is not a match, right?"

Zhang Wang blinked his eyes and said in surprise: "Father-in-law, you can't, right? Their ship looked... I made a mistake."

Hong Bao stopped Zhang Wang with one look, and then ordered: "The enemy is fierce. Our ship carries a large amount of cargo and cannot be robbed, so... sink them!"

Zhang Wang felt that Hong Bao was telling lies. He dared to use his own head to guarantee that if those ships approached the fleet, he would immediately kill himself with a knife.

But Hong Bao wanted to put on a weak posture, clearly trying to trap those ships.

why?

Zhang Wang was thinking as he directed the fleet to start closing.

The four warships approached again from the left and right, but at an angle to face the enemy with their sides.

"Father-in-law!"

Zhang Wang finally asked for instructions.

The interpreter knew the power of the Ming army's firearms. When he saw the ships of the Plantagenets still charging forward boldly, joy flashed across his face, and then he said worriedly: "Sir, if we sink it, we will start a war!"

Hong Bao turned his head sideways, frowned and asked, "Is Plantagenet very powerful?"

The interpreter nodded and said: "It's very powerful. Frank is no match for us... They are still blocking the strait. If there is a fight, we may not be able to enter."

Hong Bao nodded. Just when the interpreter was slightly disappointed, Zhang Wang shouted over there: "Father, do you want to fight or not..."

Hong Bao sighed and said: "No matter how powerful they are, we are commanding the Ming Dynasty fleet! How can we retreat... fight!"

"Sink them all!"

Hong Bao's expression suddenly turned ferocious and he shouted: "You are all idiots who don't know what the Kingdom of Heaven is like without breaking their limbs! Fight! We'll kill you in a boat!"

Zhang Wang said happily: "Father, just take a good look at it!"

"Prepare……"

The windows below the deck opened one after another, and the deep muzzles of the guns were exposed, with flames flashing inside.

The three ships behind were desperately following. When they saw the tense situation ahead, the commander of the fleet couldn't help but cheered: "The war is about to begin! Stupid Plantagenets, arrogant Plantagenets, Prepare to receive the wrath of the East!"

"Long live Frank!"

Amidst a burst of cheers,

The Franks on the deck were all beaming with joy.

This was their purpose of taking the Ming Dynasty fleet into the strait, otherwise they would have docked before and then take the overland route to meet His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Very cunning and very calm!

When the two sides set off from Lisbon, the commander told Hong Bao: Even if only one person in Frank's envoy died or his legs were broken, he would crawl to Ming Dynasty and present Frank's credentials.

The commander remembered the shock and emotion in Hong Bao's eyes at that time, so he firmly believed that Akito would challenge the Plantagenets with his good impression of Frank.

Regardless of victory or defeat, regardless of whether Akito's fleet can still exist, Frank has won.

This was not a trick he could come up with, but came from Abel, a close minister beside His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who was negotiating with the Plantagenets.

"Long live the Ming Dynasty!"

A surprising voice came, and the commander did not look back. He subconsciously felt that this was a good gimmick and slogan, so he raised his arms and shouted: "Long live the Ming Dynasty!"

"Long live the Ming Dynasty!"

Amidst the cheers full of friendship, someone on the Ming army ship ahead was giving orders.

"Get into range now!"

"wait!"

Zhang Wang stood on the side with a pestle and knife in both hands, staring at the approaching enemy fleet.

The interpreter blinked nervously. He had already seen the Plantagenet man on the opposite deck.

They don't know what Akito's weapon is.

Yes, the Lisbon people were very dissatisfied with the Frankish fleet coming to intercept the Ming envoys. Although it was inconvenient to stop them, they did not cooperate.

So the interpreter, including the three Frankish warships behind, did not know what the weapons of the Ming people were.

Bows and arrows?

No, there were soldiers on the deck, but not many.

They had archers, but they also had long swords and spears.

This is not professional!

The Franks, who were once covered by plantagenet longbows, attached great importance to archers.

So what are their weapons?

Are they going to crash into them?

The interpreter shook his head. Unless the Ming people were crazy, they would not use the side to meet the bow of the opponent.

He glanced at Hong Bao beside him, but he was very calm.

The sea breeze blew Hong Bao's gray hair. He raised his head and looked at the enemy proudly, saying: "Is this killing three warriors with two peaches, or inviting you into a trap?"

The interpreter did not know these two allusions. When a eunuch explained it, he was almost scared to pee.

"No, no, no! The Ming Dynasty is the most important ally of the Franks. We..."

Hong Bao looked at him sideways and said coldly: "Then what is it? Why don't we land along the coast?"

The interpreter was neither a general nor a civil servant. How could he answer Hong Bao's question? He could only blush.

Hong Bao nodded and said: "You still know how to blush, which is not bad, but no matter what it is, the Ming Dynasty will not be afraid!"

He shouted sharply: "Order, the grain ship blocks the three ships behind, and those who dare to break in will be killed!"

As the flags waved, the two grain ships behind immediately gathered people, and bows and arrows and various fire caltrops began to gather.

"Stop!"