Quack Quack ......

José, who was wearing a long white shirt, looked at the fortune boat that had been captured, and smiled maniacally. Since he changed careers, life has been very comfortable, and he has gradually become obsessed with this industry.

After receiving the support of Regasby, his strength has increased greatly, and he is busy clearing all kinds of merchant ships for a while. There are merchant ships of the Ming Dynasty here, but there are also merchant ships from Sulu, Boni and other places.

Although the merchants on this lucky ship were from the Ming Dynasty, they were not Guangdong merchants, but from Fujian. In today's climate, they are undoubtedly business-minded and adventurous smugglers.

"Spare your life! Please spare your life! ”

Yan Bin faced this powerful Spanish fleet, he could only consider himself unlucky, watching the specialties collected from the South Seas being looted by this damn Spanish fleet.

"Bastard, it's a bunch of shit!"

José looked at the cargo that had been carried to the deck, but he was so angry that he drew his waist knife and swung it down, and immediately blood splattered, and an innocent crew member ended his life in this way.

In his mind, there was always a fantasy that he wanted to loot a ship laden with spices, so as to make up for his great loss and return to Madrid in style.

It's just that the reality is like this, he still has gained a lot, and even became a famous devil in Nanyang, but the spices he collected are very limited.

"What's that?"

A Spanish sailor, with a look of horror on his face, pointed to the southeast and said loudly.

But on that sea, two huge ships led many small warships towards here, accompanied by the sound of drums, and the spearhead seemed to be pointed directly at them.

"I've finally met you!"

José wasn't afraid, his eyes flashed with excitement.

These days, he has been thinking about avenging his brother and trying to get back his belongings. And now, the moment he's been waiting for has finally arrived, how not to get him excited?

"Spanish galleon?"

Qiao Yifeng, who was wearing light armor, stood on the bow of the ship, holding a monocular telescope and looking at the Spanish galleon in front of him, with a rare look of shock on his face.

The Spanish galleon was larger than the Portuguese black ship captured first, standing there with four masts, two masts in front and two in the back with spinnakers.

"I'm going to capture this ship, I'm going to conquer this ship!"

After being shocked, Qiao Yifeng did not have the slightest timidity, but looked even more crazy, looking at the behemoth with blazing eyes, and had already started the idea of this Spanish galleon.

If he could really capture this Spanish galleon, not to mention how much valuable cargo it contained, this ship alone would already be worth a lot of money, and it would definitely make the shipbuilding technology of the United Shipyard go to the next level.

"Order Chen Qianhu to contain that big black ship!"

Qiao Yifeng immediately gave the order, and the combat operation had already begun.

The size of the three-masted gunboat was not small, but it was undoubtedly a large circle smaller with the Spanish galleon. Although the two sides can fight, they are undoubtedly not able to fight hard, and special broadside battles are definitely not a wise choice, and this behemoth must have a crew of more than three hundred men.

Although Qiao Yifeng is full of blood, he is not blindly arrogant. The Spaniard had better physical fitness, and his weapons were not bad, so he couldn't take a bite out of it.

It's just that at the same time as the three-masted gunboat rushed over, the Spanish galleon had no intention of escaping, but left the captured fortune ship and rushed straight to this side.

"Light the fire, put it!"

Qiao Yifeng knew that his advantage was heavy artillery, and when he was less than a mile away from the behemoth, he immediately ordered an artillery bombardment and threw the shells over as if they were not paying for money.

Bang!

Fifteen pounds of cannonballs were thrown high, and then fell from a great height towards the big ship, and the cannonball suddenly fell heavily on the cabin of the ship like long eyes.

After the cannonball crashed through a hole in the ship, it revealed the ornate furnishings of the Spanish nobles inside, and then fell from above, directly smashing half of the head of a Spanish soldier, just like a bowling boat rolling down to the corner of the deck.

This time, he didn't mean to hide it, and even used the biggest killer weapon, the Tiger Cannon, as soon as it came out.

Bang!

Black shells were fired from the Spanish galleon towards the three-masted gunboat, and one shell also landed in the hold of the three-masted gunboat, but fortunately there were no casualties.

"Report! Shell refilled! A gunner reported loudly.

"Shoot again!"

Qiao Yifeng seemed to be very calm and observed the battle situation, and immediately gave another order. But I have to say that as the two ships gradually approached, the atmosphere became tense.

A cannonball, with a whistling sound, prepares to hit the waterline of the Spanish galleon. The huge attack power made the three-foot-square iron sheet concave into a pit, and the sound of wood cracking inside could be faintly heard.

But...... The cannonball did not break through the power of the obstacle, but it rolled into the sea, made a splash and disappeared.

Hey?

Qiao Yifeng found that although the cannonball was full of power, it was indeed as Lin Haoran had judged before. The Spaniards were extremely skilled in shipbuilding, and their bottoms were so reinforced that not even the shells of the Tiger could penetrate their waterline.

After witnessing this fact, I had to feel a bit of a fluke. If it weren't for the fact that their Guangdong sailors produced such three-masted gunboats and tiger cannons, they would really be helpless in the face of the Spanish fleet in a naval battle.

"Avoid! Hit their masts! ”

Qiao Yifeng has never been a person who admits death, so he immediately gave an order.

Although broadside combat was the only way to win, the Spaniards were clearly coming with morale, and if he had foolishly come up to it, he would have been reading the Art of War for so many years.

"Cowardly Ming Man!"

José watched the three-masted gunboat depart from the right and immediately cursed hatefully.

The sturdy hull of the Spanish galleon, with its incredible cargo, but inevitably clumsy, the helmsman asked loudly, and his answer was pursuit.

Bang!

Although the three-masted gunboat fled in front, the Tiger cannon was not idle, and the shells flew towards the mast. Many shells landed on the deck, and the Spanish people roared and cursed.

Of course, the three-masted gunboat was equally damaged, but the losses were less than those of the Spaniards. First, the size of the three-masted gunboat is small and fast, and second, the three-masted gunboat is to serve the military, and the guns on the ship need more.

"Stop the shelling and rush forward with all your might!"

Jose made up his mind to engage Qiao Yifeng's three-masted gunboat in a broadside battle, and chose to take the initiative to give up the weapons of the shelling.