As the war approached, Wanjun sent a clipper to the waters west of Zamboanga to closely monitor the movements of the European combined fleet.

At the same time, at Fort Zhenghe, the Chinese army was making final preparations for the battle.

All the dispatched ships have returned to the harbor, the artillery, the multiple-fire cannons, and the rocket launchers have all been wiped clean, and the steel knives and spears are quietly waiting to drink the blood of the enemy.

On the morning of the third day, the first ray of light appeared in the eastern sky. The warships in the Gulf where Fort Zheng He was located were neatly arrayed, and the red flag of China was fluttering in the wind.

Wan Jun came out of Zhenghe Fort and saw the Chinese soldiers preparing to set off, lining up on the beach.

Zheng Chenggong said from the side, "Führer, the army is about to set off, please boost morale!"

Wan Jun nodded and walked slowly in front of the soldiers.

Looking across the many determined faces, Wan Jun saw that the sun was peeking out on the distant sea level, and it was another good weather.

The morning sun shone on everyone, and everything was golden. Wan Jun opened his mouth and said, "Soldiers of China, I have been extremely anxious for several months, but I had to keep silent. Now I can finally speak frankly to you."

"The combined fleet of eight Western barbarian countries and more than 300 barbarian warships are rushing towards us. They think they can conquer China with strong ships and cannons. They think they can show off their force thousands of miles away. They

wrong!"

"My Huaxia is no longer the Huaxia of the past. Now we are in the yellow sand city of Qiuci, in the Hetao Plain of the Yellow River, in the Yanshan Mountains in the north, all the way to the mountains and sea ridges of Annan, and across thousands of miles of land, there are my Chinese men.

Guard, guard our thousands-year-old Chinese civilization."

"Soldiers of Great China! You are about to engage in a battle that is destined to be great and destined to be recorded in history forever. The sacred and solemn moment is coming. I don't have any anxiety in my heart anymore, because you are guarding here, you are China's

future!"

After Wan Jun said this, he walked down amidst the cheers of the soldiers and said to Zheng Chenggong, "Let's go!"

Zheng Chenggong stepped forward and shouted, "The whole army has been ordered to board the ship and attack!"

Soon everyone boarded the warship, raised the sails, and under the leadership of the flagship, sailed out of the bay, passed through the strait between the islands, and headed towards Zamboanga.

At noon on the second day, the fleet arrived in the waters of Zamboanga. According to the news of the return of the reconnaissance clipper, calculating the time and distance, the European fleet was about to meet the Chinese army.

The weather was extremely hot in the afternoon, and it seemed as if I could feel the chilling atmosphere of the impending war, and even seemed to be stagnant.

The fleet moved forward for half an hour, and Wan Jun ordered people to raise two flying balls to observe the enemy's situation from the air.

There is no need to hide the secret weapon of the Chinese Army at this time.

The four strange large ships at the rear of the fleet received the order at this time and began to light the flying balls of Fengshen 1 and Fengshen 2.

A quarter of an hour later, two large flying balls with strange shapes slowly rose from the wide ship. The soldiers had already seen the military's hot-air balloon reconnaissance, and at this time they were not too surprised when the flying balls took off from the ship.

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Soon the huge flying ball balloon rose to a high altitude, and under the influence of wind and propellers, it passed over the fleet below and began to conduct reconnaissance in the distance.

Within a quarter of an hour, one of the flying balls changed its flight direction and began to approach the fleet.

Flying closer, Wan Jun saw someone on the boat waving a flag. The messenger on the side read the flag and translated the message to Wan Jun.

and Zheng Chenggong.

"Aeolus 2 has discovered the enemy, heading northwest, sixty miles away!"

Zheng Chenggong loudly ordered, "Send the entire army to turn northwest and seize the upper hand!"

"Sixty miles!"

Wan Jun suddenly realized, as if in a dream, that since the space experiment capsule passed through the vector point and came to this timeline, the course of history has changed beyond recognition.

History is full of contingency. Any insignificant change will cause a chain reaction under the action of time, and eventually cause great changes in the world. This is the butterfly effect of history.

However, the timeline has its own rigor, and all changes caused by accidental events can only exist in the probability cloud.

The danger of the vector flow point experiment is that the butterfly effect caused by traveling through time will inevitably destroy the process of history, which conflicts with the rigor of the timeline.

If the timeline is no longer rigorous, the entire universe will become uncontrollable. The most obvious one is the grandfather paradox.

Just when Wan Jun was thinking deeply, a sharp siren brought his thoughts back to reality.

Wanjun raised his head and looked around, only to see the observers on the top of the mast blowing the alarm, and the messengers on the bows waving flags and shouting various semaphores.

Zheng Chenggong walked over and pointed to the distant sky, "Führer, I saw the Western fleet!"

Wan Jun looked in the direction of his finger, and sure enough, more and more small dots began to appear on the line where the water and the sky met, which was the European combined fleet.

As the distance got closer, small black dots slowly appeared, and under the large white sails, there was a large group of European warships.

Wan Jun couldn't help but sigh in his heart. In the seventeenth century, the Spanish had colonized Luzon, the Dutch had extended their tentacles to Taiwan, and in America, Asia, and Africa, the fangs of Europeans were constantly growing.

The battle has arrived, and the flying balls on the remaining two wide ships also begin to fill with heat.

Zheng Chenggong kept adding orders, "Put up the back sail and move forward into the wind!"

"The cannons are in position, everyone gets into combat positions!"

"Right wing reload!"

"Turn left twice!"

The two sides corrected their positions, and soon they were close enough that Wanjun could clearly see the appearance of the fleet on the opposite side. Borodoch introduced at the side, "Your Majesty, the one on the opposite side is the Dutch Royal Lion.

No, I never thought I would spend such a big sum of money this time."

Wan Jun looked at the leading ship. The portholes of Class A on the third floor revealed the black muzzles of the guns. It was obvious that both sides were waiting to deliver a fatal blow to the other side.

The huge fleet began to adjust and revitalize at a distance of a thousand meters, and moved forward in a row.

Zheng Chenggong shouted, "One word long snake formation!"

This formation was practiced by the Chinese fleet at Bailongwei Island. The fleets lined up in a row can maximize their firepower.

The flag on the flagship was waved, and the Chinese fleet also began to change its formation. The warships lined up in a row and formed an arc toward the European Combined Fleet, like a swimming dragon.

As the distance between the two parties narrowed, time seemed to become extremely long, and the sound of wood squeaking on the ship was heard from time to time.

Wan Jun felt as if time had frozen, as if a century had passed.

Everyone looked at the fleet in the distance. Apart from the sound of the ship's bow cutting through the water, no one said anything.

One word.

The distance is close enough, the world has disappeared, and everyone only sees the enemy's warships, which are getting closer and bigger.

The flags are also clear enough, including the red lion flag with gold background, the red and white striped flag, the striped eagle flag, as well as the famous British Union Jack flag and the French coat of arms flag.

At this moment, Zheng Chenggong finally softly uttered one word, "Let go!"

Then the ordering soldier shouted, "Fire!"

It was as if the sky and the earth were shattering in an instant, the entire hull shook, and the "rumbling" sound of cannons sounded instantly.

The warships in the rear heard the sound of the cannons, and fired in unison, spraying flames and cannons at the European warships.

On the leading European battleship, the shattered hull instantly spattered, the bow of the ship disappeared with a bang, and the foremast was hit by a shot and fell down with a crash.

"Boom boom boom!"

The European combined fleet started firing at the same time. The cannons that hit the sea splashed white water columns, and it seemed like heavy rain fell on the ship.

There was just a bang, and the bow of the ship was hit by a cannon, and half of the ship's hull was sprayed with pieces of wood like raindrops.

Several soldiers on the side were knocked to the ground. Wan Jun felt a pain on the back of his hand. When he lowered his head, he saw a broken wooden stick, which flew over and stuck on it. Blood flowed down his fingers.

Wan Jun retracted his hands into his sleeves to hide them, then turned to look at Zheng Chenggong.

Zheng Chenggong stood on the ship's roof, like a sculpture, his face always resolute. At this time, he glanced down and said softly, "Treat the wounded, and the rest will keep their positions!"

He didn't look at Wanjun, nor at the big gap on the bow of the ship. He just glanced at it, and then loudly commanded, "Everyone, hold your position and reload ammunition quickly!"

The Dutch warships on the right wing lined up. At this time, both sides lined up in a single formation and fired at each other. The green smoke of gunpowder filled the sea area. There were frightening screams, the shattering sound of the cannons in the big ships, and things fell into

The roar of the sea water was loud.

"put!"

Zheng Chenggong shouted loudly, and then the entire warship shook violently again, twenty cannons roared at the same time, and the green smoke of gunpowder became thicker.

Wan Jun took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, stretched out his hand to pull out the piece of wood stuck in his hand, tore off a piece of sleeve to wrap the wound, and felt happy in his heart. If the piece of wood had been bigger, his left hand would have been destroyed.

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Wrapping up his left hand, Wan Jun looked around. The green smoke of the gunpowder obscured his sight, and he couldn't see anything clearly for a while.

Wan Jun suddenly remembered that the windless weather was just perfect for the flight of four flying balls.

Thinking of this, Wanjun looked at the sky. Four flying balls above the green smoke had lowered their height to two to three hundred meters and were circling continuously, dropping tens of thousands of enemies below from time to time.

Wan Jun felt a burst of joy in his heart. At least the seventeenth-century air force did not disgrace the time travellers.

While I was thinking about it, the sky suddenly became clear and clear, and everything became clear.

Wanjun turned his head and looked around, and saw that the big ship rushed out of the sea shrouded in gunpowder smoke, like a giant beast emerging from chaos.

In the mist behind, the sound of cannons rumbled, and the shouts of killing shook the sky.

Zheng Chenggong shouted, "Turn the rudder to the right and copy the enemy's left wing!"

The ropes creaked as the sailors pushed the winch, pulling up the mainsail and turning.
Chapter completed!