On the endless sea, the Spanish ship of Grand Galen drifted lonely under the red fork flag towards its destination, the Ming Dynasty on the west coast of the New World.

The condition of the large Galen ship was good, it seemed that the shipyard did not have enough paint, the repaired planks were of different wood colors, even the canvas was new, the deck was densely packed with soldiers, and the outboard side of the ship was nailed with copper, the Lima.

In the city of Lima, the Viceroyalty of Peru, Spain, there was no such ship last summer, but it was made from two warships damaged in naval battles dismantled and repaired, and the answer to why the two ships broke down can be found in the eyes of the captain who had boarded the stern of the guest ship at this time looking at the shore and glaring angrily.

People say, it's the ship, I remember it.

In the waters off the coast of Changsheng Port, the fish pond that has been cleaned many times before finally losing its fishy smell, oh no, it is the Nantang ship quietly moored in the arch guard of four shark ships, and a year ago on Turtle Island, the Nantang ship that deviated from course in the storm met with a Western fleet from Peru.

That naval battle became a nightmare for many Western armies who participated in the war.

Even now, the sight of this huge beast anchored at sea still makes people's hearts tremble.

They were Spanish troops from Lima City, Peru, who were sent by the Duke of Alva to garrison Mexico City through Chang Sheng.

In order not to be despised by the Ming army, the Peruvian governor specially dispatched this huge ship of nearly 900 tons as a vehicle to carry soldiers, but it was obvious that the expected effect could not be achieved at this time, and the surviving soldiers who participated in the Battle of Turtle Island spread new fears on board.

Fortunately, this act was quickly stopped by the company commander on the ship, and indeed there was something more striking on the shore than the Nantang ship.

Before the arrival of the Ming army, ships carrying large quantities of gold, silver, sugar, iron ore and copper ingots passed through Panama to unload their goods, and then loaded them from Acapulco onto cotton armor, plate armor, muskets, red wine, and rum sent from European merchants and transported back to Lima.

It's just that Acapulco wasn't like that then.

Near the bay, the infantry on the Lima could clearly see the two exotic five-storied towers on the cliffs north and south of the port, which are rare in the generally low Ming Kingdom buildings, especially the castle under the tower and the cliff wall, which can make people clearly feel its military attributes.

Before seeing the barrels of the guns sticking out of the six windows of each tower, the Western infantry regarded it as a mere lighthouse, because in the past there was a Spanish watchtower north of Acapulco.

Between the two towers is the port, where there used to be only a short trestle, but now there are twelve slender trestle bridges extending from the sea to the shore, and the Beiyang Banner Army with inspectors and militia has been waiting for a long time in the military village next to the yamen of the tax card.

Next to the military village behind them is a row of arches extending to the east, behind each archway is like an official warehouse, the archway in front of the warehouse is written on the warehouse number, when the Western Army arrives, there is just a batch of goods transported out of the county seat, countless Lifu pushing carts, and horse-drawn carriages galloping on wooden tracks will hoard a large number of goods into the warehouse.

Looking into the distance, you can vaguely see a succession of small courtyards in the Ming style in the northeast of the port, and they are planted with thriving trees in the courtyard, and those transplanted large trees have a luxuriant canopy, forming a unique scenery with white walls and green tiles.

The Spanish soldiers who were guided by the Ming army to take care of the disembarkation lined up in the harbor, and after a short stretch of the ship's curled up and sore bodies, they tried their best to show themselves the neat military appearance that only high-level soldiers have, but they couldn't help but squint left and right, and their eyes still inevitably revealed mixed tastes.

"Cheer up, I know you're tired, but we don't have the right to stay in the city, they've prepared camp far from town, and we're afraid we'll have to make it this afternoon."

The company commander was a stern-faced Spanish veteran, neatly dressed in black armor and meticulously belted, and he had an interesting name, García Romero.

The surname is a variant of Romeo, and the name means youth, which means a young man from Rome, and the whole name is just like a play.

He was not tall, but he stood extremely straight, holding the steel sword at his waist in one hand and a baton full of distances and mathematical formulas in the other.

The Spanish soldiers wore standard high-topped helmets, some wore cuirasses, others wore cotton armor made by the Indians with prismatic stitching, and the lower body wore long trousers, stockings and short boots, which attracted the ridicule of the immigrants from the Ming Dynasty on the roadside.

"You see, they are wearing yin and yang pants, and the color of the two pants is different, and the color on each person's body is also different!"

This is really a novel landscape for the people of the Ming Dynasty who are accustomed to seeing the Ming army wearing uniform uniforms, even if you don't talk about the more valuable things like armor, how can the army with untidy uniforms go to war? Even if they really look like a good fighter, dressing like this will make people feel like a rabble.

A well-informed person in the crowd showed that he was in a good position and explained: "You don't know yet? In the trade treaty between Daming and Xiyi, there are uniforms for them to make uniforms, and it will be good in the future! ”

"But their spears are thick!"

In order to avoid provoking the Ming army and causing trouble, the governor of Peru specially selected this first dispatch of borrowed soldiers, Garcia led a company of infantry, including twenty-three mercenaries and three hundred company members, without a single musketeer, at this time the whole company marched on the official road with a huge spear like a slow wriggling hedgehog.

Their good style made Juniper, who had received the task earlier and led the troops to cause trouble, had no idea what to do, so he had to slowly and leisurely lead the troops to follow them, waiting for the opportunity to move.

"Captain, Acapulco wasn't like that in the past, we've lost it, haven't we?"

As he was about to leave the port, one of the soldiers in the company asked a question as Garcia walked by, a very young man, and his question made Garcia pause, and he turned back to look over the spear like a forest to the outline of the town at the end of the official road in the forest, and finally fixed on the towering mast of the Nantang ship anchored in the harbor.

"I'd love to board their ship and see what kind of ship can destroy two Galen."

Garcia let out a long sigh, gritted his teeth slowly, and followed the company to his soldiers: "If you are talking about Acapulco, yes, Spain has lost Acapulco forever, Spain can no longer lose, and if we lose again, we will completely lose the New World." ”