Before, the Ming army had indeed overestimated the Spanish.

Everyone, including Zheng Chenggong and Li Dingguo, felt that since the Spaniards dared to come and provoke, they must have some tricks.

But the fact is that the Spanish are weak and even in some aspects are inferior to the Japanese pirates.

Although the Japanese pirates were scattered, they were still better than the Spanish in some aspects of ruthlessness.

At this moment, the Spaniards were like a group of bandits, with no rules at all.

Liu Xingming just wants to end all this quickly.

The musketeers and archers had already prepared a long time ago finally launched an offensive after the Spanish army approached.

They were ready to beat their hands and were impatient, and at this time they were just showing off their skills.

No one hopes to end all this faster than the Ming army.

The longer it takes, the more unhappy His Majesty will be, and the more doubt their abilities will be.

The Spanish had long been defeated by the Ming army. This time they would make the Spanish remember their fear of the Ming army completely, so that they would not dare to set foot on the land of the Ming army within a hundred years.

"Kill!"

The muskets and arrows were fired in a volley of fire, accompanied by the explosion of earth grenades, making the Spaniards look like frightened birds.

For a moment, the Spanish were blown up, their broken limbs and arms scattered all over the ground, and the smell of blood was filled with the air.

Almost everyone held their breath, because this moment was a critical moment to show their combat effectiveness.

For the Spaniards who fled in a hurry and ran into the tomb, they finally saw the hope of escaping, but were suddenly ambushed by the Ming army.

They never expected that the Ming army would be so cruel and ambush to the extreme.

Mario was even more upset at this moment.

Although it is a chronic death in the city, it is better than a rapid death.

Now, I can't run away, and I have to be driven to a bunch of people like ducks by the Ming army. It's so humiliating.

Mario wanted to yell and wake up the Spanish who were fleeing in panic, but it seemed that it did not work.

His throat seemed to be blocked by a mouthful of phlegm, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.

Liu Xingming was like a wild beast with blood, and his eyes were filled with excitement.

Logically speaking, this was not his first battle, but he could always find some fresh feelings from it.

Take this ambush for example. Liu Xingming did not feel any anxiety from beginning to end.

What is even more commendable is that he can also force all soldiers to be in a state of mind with him.

This is difficult to do, especially when all the soldiers are in a state of excitement.

But Liu Xing clearly completed it very well. His growth told him that some things were not as difficult as imagined.

The next step is the rhythm of the Ming army, and Liu Xingming doesn't need to worry.

"Mirdgunman, after the first row retreats, the second row goes forward, and the third row is ready."

It was almost mechanized operation, and the Ming army soldiers were very skillful in preparing. This is because they had experimented with this countless times, and countless actual combat effects told them that as long as they could confidently complete the established movement, their opponents would suffer enough.

The Spanish have obviously fallen into an extremely confused mood.

They could not hear the voice of their general Mario, or even the shouts of their companions for help. They could only hear their rapid heartbeat in their ears.

This feeling is really a bit desperate.

The Ming army's tactics were so perfect that they were shot in line.

The grenades thrown in the middle destroyed the last trace of the Spaniard's confidence.

Crazy, hysterical madness is like a feast of carnival.

One by one, the Spanish soldiers fell to the ground, and the resistance they could make was very limited, and they could not even hurt the Ming army at all.

"Stay not to stop, kill!"

"The time has come to serve the Ming Dynasty, for your Majesty and for glory!"

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Two flowers bloom, each with one branch.

However, on the front battlefield, the Ming Navy led by Zheng Chenggong still had an overwhelming advantage.

The Spanish fleet wanted to break through several times under the leadership of Governor Matisse, but the Ming army blocked the gap and forced it back.

This feeling of despair lingers in Matisse's heart.

He never thought that Ming Jun's tense and resilience would be so strong that they could adapt perfectly no matter what formation they were.

The Spanish fleet was like a ball of mud that could not be supported by the wall in their hands, changing shapes and kneading them at will.

This is not a close confrontation, but a one-sided battle.

This feeling is what Matisse is most unacceptable.

Although Spain cannot beat France and Britain at present, it is still a veteran European powerhouse. How could it not even be a mere Ming Navy?

At this time, Matisse even had the idea of ​​committing suicide by throwing himself into the sea.

But this thought was instantly strangled by him.

For Matisse, he must break through, no matter how much the price he pays.

Even if there are only two or three ships that flee back to Spain, the meaning is completely different.

He must return to Madrid in person to report to Queen Maria Anna everything he saw and heard.

The Ming army was not weak, and it was no accident that the previous victory over the Spanish army was not a coincidence. Spain had already lagged behind the Ming army's navy in all aspects.

From then on, the Spaniards must be revitalized. If they take an inherent attitude, they may be pulled further and further by their competitors.

Of course, the premise of all this is that he must break through successfully.

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It's time to close the net.

Zheng Chenggong narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the Spanish flagship not far away through the monocular.

His goal was Matisse from beginning to end.

Just like animal hunting, once you decide on the goal, it will naturally not change easily.

Zheng Chenggong had already surrounded the Ming army from all directions, and the Spaniards were completely covered in this net.

Now that it is time to close the Internet, Zheng Chenggong naturally won’t hesitate at all.

As the flag verbs began to slid, the Ming army navy began to compress the space, just like the fish began to struggle after the fishing net was closed. The Spanish, who felt the oppressive force, began to counterattack frantically at this time.

But the counterattack is naturally futile.

The Spanish never expected that the Ming army would be so oppressive.

From beginning to end, the Ming army never gave them a chance.

The reason why I felt relatively good before was that the Ming army had not yet exerted its efforts.

Now that the Ming army has begun to exert force, they really feel unable to bear it.

Damn it.

Mattis clenched his fists, his eyes full of dissatisfaction.

He didn't want to die like this, even if he had only a slight chance, he didn't want to give up.

The flagship he is in is too big, and if he changes to a small boat, he might be able to hide the truth.

Although he knew that the hope was slim, he decided to give it a try.

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Chapter completed!