"Your Highness, it is an honor to have breakfast with you."

"No, this is my honor. You have worked really hard for me during this time, Commander."

"How could it be? You are the most anticipated guest of His Majesty. Serving you is like serving His Majesty."

At eight o'clock in the morning on August 15, 1634, about 350 kilometers south of the Arabian Peninsula, east of the Horn of Africa, at the junction of the Arabian Sea and the Gulf of Aden, and in the waters near Socotra Island, the Spanish armored fleet was sailing south.

Prepare to go around the whole of Africa and return to Spain.

About fifty nautical miles behind them, the Ming Dynasty's armored fleet was burning its boilers to the extreme in pursuit. The person who provided precise positioning for the pursuit fleet was Zhu Youdong, who was already so angry that he was disheveled.

Miscalculation! He overestimated Aurangzeb's courage and underestimated Philip's shamelessness.

From the time he entered the city of Kanpur in May, although Wen Tiren was the main force, he was also entangled by a group of strange three brothers, so he was unable to personally lead the army south to track Aurangzeb.

In his view, a man like Aurangzeb, who has extremely tough nerves and refuses to withdraw his troops after fighting for more than 20 years on a historical basis, will not leave India unless he has to. Who knows that people are raiding Mao Wenlong's army?

After the flank defense failed, they did not hesitate at all after retreating to Andhra, and directly led the army westward across the southern part of the Indian Peninsula.

And Huang Degong, who he sent to attack Bombay and Goa from land, was even more rewarded: these two places were captured very smoothly without any resistance - the Spanish fleet and Portuguese here were all gone!

Only then did he suddenly realize: It turned out that Aurangzeb had already found a way out for himself, and Philip's fleet came thousands of miles away not to fight a decisive battle with his own armored fleet. They just came to pick up people!

Then he hurried south from Kanpur, boarded Li Guozhu's ship in Bombay, and started chasing with his fleet on the sea. Finally, he and Aurangzeb were able to locate each other, so they pursued them sleeplessly for seven days and seven nights at sea.

Finally, the distance between the two sides was very close.

…

"Your Highness, please try this. This is the eel our soldiers caught from the sea this morning. Hey, you really have to get close to the coastline to get good harvests."

"I'm sorry for you, but Commander, please trust my judgment. The Cathayans' fleet is really getting closer."

"I absolutely trust His Highness's judgment."

Viscount Alfonso, who is well versed in the complete etiquette of European aristocrats, gently watched Aurangzeb cut the eel with a Western-style knife and ate slowly. In his mind, he recalled what Philip said to him when he set out from Europe.

Orders that are meticulous to the extreme.

"My dear Alfonso, can I trust you completely?"

"Of course, my lord, I will do everything in my power to prove my loyalty."

"Very good, I have such a task for you..."

"...Your Majesty, if I understand correctly, the main task of leading the fleet over this time is not to engage in a naval battle with the Chinese for sea control, but to pick up people?"

"Yes, my Viscount. Do you have any more questions?"

"Your Majesty, are you so convinced that the Indians cannot stop the Chinese for too long?"

"I very much hope that the Indians can hold off the Chinese for a little longer. After all, although we have built a material transshipment center and various large warehouses in Alexandria, we cannot send a large number of troops to Asia before the Suez Canal is opened.

"But, Indians?" Philip smiled contemptuously: "If you have a little understanding of history, you will know that the people in this place lack tenacity when faced with the invasion of powerful foreign enemies. I have no sympathy for their resistance.

Any confidence.”

"Your Majesty, I don't understand. Aren't we going to use the blood of Indians to hold back the Chinese?"

"Yes, that's why I supported His Highness Aurangzeb with so many weapons."

"But why don't we take the initiative and strive to defeat the Chinese fleet in the Bay of Bengal and gain control of the sea. Then the Chinese army, whose logistical supply cannot be guaranteed, will soon be in trouble."

"My Viscount, I have great confidence in your command ability. But you must also admit that before our 10,000-ton Prince of Asturias was put into service, our armored fleet faced the Chinese armored ships, and

There is no certainty of victory.”

"……Yes."

"I have no doubt about your loyalty and the bravery of the naval officers. But if our fleet suffers heavy losses in a naval battle with the Chinese, it will seriously affect the core mission of our expedition."

"Bring back the native Indian named Aurangzeb? Your Majesty, I don't understand. Is this person really so important? Even more important than the golden places in India?"

"Hahaha, my Viscount, India is indeed a place rich in wealth. But the religion and nationality there are too corrosive for any invader. Throughout history, anyone who enters India has

No matter how powerful a nation was in the past, it would not take long for it to become vulnerable after entering there... In short, before the opening of the Suez Canal, our country was unable to continue to invest a large number of troops there through an expedition around Africa. Therefore, if the Indians

If they are fighting well, then support them more. But I always feel that they cannot resist the Chinese emperor for long. The task you must complete during this trip is to let Aurangzeb board your ship."

"Understood, Your Majesty, I will definitely complete this task. Bring the Indian native to you intact."

"Well... of course it would be best if you can bring him back. But if you can't bring him back, or the Chinese fleet is always following you, you can kill him directly. Note that you must do it yourself. It won't work.

What means."

"???Okay, follow your orders."

Alfonso's thoughts were interrupted by bursts of hissing sounds coming from the dining chair opposite. He raised his head and saw the originally handsome face of the young man opposite him, which was distorted by severe abdominal pain.

"What's going on? Does your king want you to poison me?"

"Ah, Your Highness, you are so smart. However, my king did not specify the specific way of your death to me. But I think that for a prince, especially a handsome prince, it is better not to die in his body.

It’s better to leave obvious wounds.”

"...Hahaha, hiss~ Hahaha, I didn't expect that our world would be so shameless because of you!"

As soon as the word "traveler" uttered the first syllable, Aurangzeb's voice stopped suddenly. The sixteen-year-old boy finally no longer had to endure the severe abdominal pain and fell down without saying a word.

"Didi, the system has determined that Aurangzeb, who had Wenquxing as his natal star, was killed by Tianshu's naval admiral. All bonuses from Wenquxing will be transferred to Tianshu."

"Your Majesty? Your Majesty? Should we go south or west next?"

Zhu Youdong, who was stuck in the cockpit of the battleship Songjiang, endured the burning sensation on his back. After trying his best to sense and confirm that the location of Aurangzeb, which was clear just a moment ago, had disappeared without a trace, Zhu Youdong smiled dejectedly.

Liao smiled: "Okay, just chase us as far as here. Let's retreat and return to Bombay Port."

"emperor?"

"I told you to retreat!"

After roaring at the top of his lungs, Zhu Youdong immediately came to his senses: "I've lost my composure, please withdraw."

"In compliance with the order, the signal troops will send signals to the following ships. Each ship will follow the flagship and turn back to Bombay."

When Zhu Youdong returned north in despair, Madrid, Spain.

Due to the time difference, it was still past three o'clock in the evening in Madrid at this time.

In the northeastern suburbs of Madrid, in an area surrounded by lush forests, with a castle as the core, there are many small villas with a 20th century modern style scattered around.

This is where the Asturias Laboratory is located.

Galileo, who is already seventy years old this year, has just fallen asleep: As he gets older, his sleep quality is not good to begin with, and recently he was under great pressure because of an electrical problem that could not be solved - Battleship of Asturias

Whether it can be transformed from drawings into real objects depends on the research in this laboratory.

In a hazy dream, Galileo suddenly saw a figure appearing in his mind.

"Who are you?"

The man in the dream did not answer him, but wrote furiously on a blackboard...
Chapter completed!