Chapter 847: Reinforcements and New Methods of Naval Warfare
Looking at the huge number of casualties on his side, General El's eyes were bloodshot, and he was going crazy with hatred!
"Damn Akito, how could this happen!"
"How come their firearms are so powerful?!"
Under the attack of the Ming army's advanced firearms, their current casualties came too quickly.
If this continues, General El feels that even if all the 50,000 people he has on hand are filled in, he may not be able to defeat the bastion in front of him.
This is something he absolutely cannot accept!
Seeing that there was no hope of a strong attack, General El simply ordered the withdrawal of his troops.
He didn't want those brave Spanish boys to die in vain under the bastion.
General El's order to withdraw had just been issued, and the Spanish soldiers on the front line instantly collapsed and withdrew like a tide.
The Spaniards have never experienced the current speed of casualties.
The number of casualties is rising too fast!
They could no longer withstand the casualties.
So as soon as General Er's order was given, they all retreated.
These Spanish soldiers who had survived the disaster looked at the bastion that stretched between heaven and earth in front of them, with deep fear and powerlessness in their eyes...
Seeing this, General El also changed his tactics.
Instead of storming the bastion, the army was ordered to dig trenches and build barracks outside the bastion to trap the Ming army in the city.
In his opinion, the Ming army's food and fodder in the city must be limited. As long as they besieged the city for a long time and the food and fodder in the city were exhausted, the San Francisco Bastion would be self-defeating.
When facing the bastion, everyone basically uses this stupid method.
The same is naturally true for General El. If it is not necessary, he will not let the army attack the bastion with huge casualties.
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What followed was a long siege.
General El ordered the Spanish soldiers to disperse and explore the specific situation around the bastion.
Then he ordered to set up camps on all sides of the bastion, preparing to surround the bastion layer by layer.
During this process, the Ming army often sent small groups of troops out of the city to sneak attack on the Spaniards in the outer city.
But the effect is not big!
The surrounding Indian tribes also sent people to harass the lone Spanish patrols several times.
But the result was not very good.
Except for a small number of Spaniards who were ambushed and annihilated, in most cases the Spaniards took advantage.
The invading Indians were repulsed by them and even wiped out.
After a long confrontation, both sides were very tired.
Moreover, as time went by, the food and grass carried by the Spanish army were gradually consumed.
Seeing the dwindling food reserves, General El could only send a message to Mexico City, asking Mexico City to replenish food for the army.
Of course, for this subsequent replenishment of food and grass, the Spaniards did not go around the South American continent again.
Instead, they sent people to transport them by land, taking the later section of the Panama Canal to transship from the east coast to the west coast.
After the grain and grass supplies arrived on the west coast, they were transferred by fleet to San Francisco.
The total length of the Panama Canal is less than 100 kilometers. Although the Spaniards were unable to transport grain and grass across the entire New World, the Spaniards could still ensure smooth transportation of grain through Panama with such a small distance.
The Spaniards had fortified the city for a long time, and their consumption of food and grass was astronomical.
Let the Viceroyalty of New Spain be so angry!
But the consumption of the Ming army was also very high.
Even though An Shengqiang and Wei Wu started hoarding food and grass more than a year in advance and prepared for the siege, the food and grass were still consumed very quickly.
"If we follow the current rate of food and grass consumption, we can last up to half a year."
An Shengqiang said with a serious look on his face.
It was now the seventy-seventh day of their siege.
A large amount of food and ammunition reserves were consumed in the city, and the morale of the military and civilians was also somewhat low.
If they weren't alone overseas now, and if they didn't want to fall into the hands of Hong Mao, everyone would have no way out.
Perhaps, people in San Francisco have already been in turmoil.
When Wei Wu heard this, he also spoke.
"Our ammunition reserve consumption is also very serious. About one-third has been used now, but the court's reinforcements still don't know when they will arrive. Let's prepare to stop the harassing bombardment of Hongmao."
The Spanish besieged San Francisco, and it was naturally impossible for the Ming Dynasty to make things easier for the Spaniards.
Except for the daily sending of people out of the city to harass the Spaniards during their military training.
That is, every night, heavy artillery in the city would fire at the Spanish camp outside the city from time to time to provide a wake-up service for the Spaniards.
This kind of behavior is completely the kind of toad crawling on the feet, which is not harmful but is offensive to others.
Although the Ming army's shelling was indeed not very effective, sporadic shelling could not cause too many casualties to the Spanish camp besieging the city.
But he is scary!
Every now and then I would be bombarded, and I didn't know where the shells would land.
If you are not a particularly strong-willed person, you will definitely not be able to sleep that night.
Over time, it can cause a huge blow to the morale of the Spaniards.
However, with the rapid consumption of ammunition, Wei Wu was ready to stop this harassment and artillery attack on the Spanish for the sake of safety.
An Shengqiang nodded when he heard this.
"Hey, for now, that's all we can do. I just don't know when the imperial court will send reinforcements!"
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Time continued to pass, and in the blink of an eye it was already the second day of the twelfth lunar month in the ninth year of the Ming Dynasty's restoration.
According to the Western calendar, Christmas in the West is tomorrow.
However, although Christmas is approaching, there is not much festive atmosphere in the Spanish camp.
General El's big face was covered with a lush beard and a shiny face.
The long siege made him no longer interested in taking care of his image. As time went by, it naturally became like this.
This is General El, and one can only imagine what the soldiers below him will be like.
The Spanish camp is now in a stage of absolute shortage of supplies.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Spain is indeed able to transfer supplies to the expeditionary army through the narrow place in Panama.
But even so, the Spaniards could not provide the army with too rich supplies.
Governor Pizarro's supply of materials to the expeditionary force was probably enough to barely feed them.
But after layers of exploitation by the officials below, drift, and losses on the road.
Barely enough to eat becomes barely enough to starve to death.
As Christmas gets closer, the morale of the Spaniards gradually declines.
Many people were feeling war-weary and no longer wanted to waste time outside Akito's fortress, but wanted to return to New Spain to spend Christmas with their families.
If these Spanish soldiers hadn't been hunting from time to time while besieging the city, people would have really starved to death.
"Tomorrow is Christmas!"
While General El was talking to himself, he picked up a mirror made in Ming Dynasty and a razor, and began to trim his beard.
Although Westerners can now make glass, the craftsmanship is obviously not as good as that of the Ming Dynasty.
When many Western high-level dignitaries purchase glass products, their first choice is Daming products.
They are not short of money anyway!
The same is true for the Spaniards now. Even if they want to buy Daming products now and need to deal with second-hand dealers, they are very determined not to use their own domestic garbage.
With a clicking sound, General El's beard was shaved off bit by bit.
Christmas was coming soon, so he naturally wanted to make himself more presentable.
However, just as General El was shaving meticulously bit by bit, the curtain of his military tent was suddenly opened.
General El was startled, his hand shook, and the sharp razor left a bloody mark on his face.
"hiss……"
While General El subconsciously took a breath of air, he turned to look at Lieutenant Colonel Rosen who walked into his military tent, and asked.
"Rosen, what are you doing? Why did you come in without notifying me?!"
Lieutenant Colonel Rosen's face was full of anxiety, but when he heard General El's rebuke, his face could not help but turn blue and white.
But he still mustered up the courage to say.
"General...Your Majesty General, something serious has happened!"
"There was a mutiny in the camp, and the soldiers were clamoring to withdraw!"
When General El heard this, the anger on his face disappeared and was replaced by deep surprise.
"What's going on? What's going on?"
No matter when, military mutiny is no small matter.
Once the situation gets out of control, an army will finish it off.
Lieutenant Colonel Rosen heard this and explained.
"The thing is, isn't it Christmas tomorrow? The soldiers in the army are clamoring for extra meals and turkey."
"But the quartermaster... refused with a strong attitude, and even beat up a few soldiers who came to ask for extra meals, which aroused public outrage, and the matter gradually escalated."
Lieutenant Colonel Rosen knows what is going on with the quartermaster in the army.
Those military quartermasters want to be corrupt and want to withhold food at all levels. This cannot be done without the protection of the upper class.
Whether it is Lieutenant Colonel Rosen or General El, they can get corresponding benefits from the quartermaster.
That's why they turned a blind eye to the quartermaster's deprivation of soldiers' food.
Hearing this, General El took a deep breath and spoke.
"Quick, lead the way. We are going to the logistics camp now. I want to see what those soldiers want to do!"
General El is confident in his prestige in the military, and he is reluctant to give up the benefits that logistics can provide him.
Therefore, he is prepared to use his prestige to suppress the mutinous soldiers and protect the quartermasters who can provide him with benefits.
General El led his guards and quickly rushed outside the logistics camp angrily.
There is now a group of people outside the logistics camp, and these people are protesting towards the logistics camp with great enthusiasm.
"We want meat!"
"We want to fill our bellies!"
"It's Christmas, we're going to eat turkey."
"Damn quartermaster, I'm going to stab your butts with a bayonet."
"The quartermaster raised by a prostitute is giving us back our food!"
"Withdraw the troops if you don't give us turkeys, we want to go home!"
"..."
The soldiers were very excited, and many of their faces showed dissatisfaction and anger at having their food withheld.
Some people even had muskets in their hands, as if they were ready to kill people directly if they disagreed.
Several missionaries stood in front of the crowd, seemingly making last-ditch efforts to stabilize the situation.
"Guys, please calm down!"
"Boys, quartermasters also have difficulties. Everyone should stay calm."
"Yes, boys, God teaches us to treat others with kindness and tolerance, and God teaches us not to use violence to solve problems."
"..."
These missionaries have always had prestige among soldiers.
However, when you are hungry, no matter how great your prestige is, it is nonsense.
Faced with the peace talks made by these missionaries, the soldiers did not appreciate it and continued to make loud noises.
"We want bread, we want turkey!"
"Kill the damn quartermaster! Or withdraw!"
"We have to fill our bellies, otherwise there will be no war!"
"..."
While the soldiers kept shouting and making noise.
A loud bang interrupted the soldiers' shouts.
Everyone turned and looked in the direction of the loud noise, and then saw General El and his party.
General El held a blunderbuss in his hand and fired it toward the sky.
A puff of gunpowder smoke curls up!
After everyone's eyes were focused on him, General El strode forward, came to the crowd and shouted angrily.
"What are you doing? What are you doing?"
"Is this a rebellion?!"
Seeing General El coming in a menacing manner, a group of soldiers who were making trouble had a look of fear on their faces.
But feeling the feeling of hunger, some people still mustered up the courage to speak.
"Your Majesty General, we are hungry!"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Yes, General, our food has been withheld by those damn quartermasters. We are all very hungry."
"Tomorrow is Christmas, but that damn quartermaster actually makes us eat damn tortillas..."
"..."
The corn tortillas eaten by these Spaniards today are not the sweet and soft corn tortillas added with honey, milk and white sugar in later generations.
It is a dry and hard pancake made from corn ground into flour and then baked.
Generally, you need to soak it in hot water until it is soft before you can eat it, otherwise you won’t be able to bite it at all.
Of course, this is talking about tortillas in their normal state.
With the contribution of the quartermaster, the Spaniards could not even eat normal tortillas.
The tortillas they eat now even contain sand, gravel and sawdust...
It's just killing me!
If we say that when they first besieged the city, they could supplement part of the food gap through hunting.
They can occasionally eat some meat.
However, as time goes by, all the land within a certain area around San Francisco has been scraped clean by them.
Not to mention meat, many people can't even drink broth now.
After being trapped in the fortified city for a long time, coupled with food shortages, the morale of the Spanish was now extremely low.
Not even as good as the Ming army surrounded in the city!
At least because the Ming army had made sufficient preparations in advance, there was no shortage of food.
But General El didn't care about this.
Because he’s not hungry anyway!
Even if the entire army is out of food, as the commander-in-chief, he can still have enough to eat.
"Now the general has sent people to Mexico City to urge food supplies. The general will find a way to solve the food logistics problem. Please be patient for the time being."
"I, the general, have made the decision to give you extra food tonight on Christmas Eve so that everyone will be full."
"Let's disperse now and stop blocking the logistics camp."
"Brothers in the logistics camp also have things to do."
"If there are still people who read the Logistics Battalion and don't know what is good and what is bad, then don't blame me, General, for enforcing military law."
General El has led troops for a long time and has his own way of running an army.
The carrot and stick approach works well.
First, he promised to give the soldiers extra meals to calm their grievances, and then he promised that he would solve the food and salary problem as soon as possible to give the soldiers below him hope.
Finally, military law enforcement was used as a deterrent to suppress these mutinous soldiers.
After a set of measures, the soldiers who made trouble became obedient.
After everyone heard this, they also dispersed.
General El also ordered someone to give the soldiers a meal, which temporarily smoothed over the conflict.
But it's only temporary.
Unless the core conflict related to food supply is resolved and the claws of the corrupt generals on the logistics are not cut off, sooner or later the Spaniards will cause trouble again.
But how could General El be willing to cut off his own claws?
What you need to know is that more than half of the food obtained by the corrupt and ignorant logistics quartermasters went into the pockets of General El.
He is the real backbone of the corruption group in the military.
General El was reluctant to give up such a huge benefit, so he could only suffer the soldiers a little longer.
If someone makes trouble again, the tolerant and kind General El will not mind sending him to see God.
…
General El stepped forward to resolve the mutiny in the army and returned to his tent again, preparing to continue shaving.
Click, click, click, and with a burst of sound, the beards were shaved off.
But at this moment, the curtain of his big tent was opened again.
General El missed again, leaving a bloodstain on his face.
In an instant, General El's anger burst out.
"What to do! What to do!"
"What are you doing again!"
General El is really angry right now.
He just wants to have a good shave. Is it really that difficult?!
Enduring the sting on his face, General El turned his head and saw Lieutenant Colonel Rosen again.
However, now Lieutenant Colonel Rosen was breathing heavily, with a look of panic on his face.
"General...General, something bad is going to happen!"
"Ming...Mingren's reinforcements are coming!"
When General El heard this, the anger on his face disappeared instantly, replaced by a somewhat panicked expression.
"what is going on?"
Lieutenant Colonel Rosen took a deep breath and pointed in the direction of the sea with a look of panic on his face.
"Ming...Mingren's fleet appeared on the sea, with nearly a hundred ships in front and behind, and it was very large."
"General Pelos has already led his troops to stop the attack!"
"..."
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A huge fleet appeared on the endless Pacific Ocean.
Nearly a hundred ships, large and small, lined up in rows, advancing towards San Francisco.
The twelve-pointed sun and moon flag belonging to the Ming Dynasty was fluttering on the mast of the ship.
"Report! Urgent report!"
"Our army's lookouts discovered the red-haired fleet!"
The lookout on the mast quickly reported the news to Wang Yong, commander of the Ming Army's New World Fleet.
Wang Yong was not Zhu Hongyu's Yuan Cong general, but a member of the Zheng family's faction.
After the entire Zheng family faction surrendered to the Ming Dynasty, Wang Yong was transferred to the Navy to serve.
Later, because of his repeated military exploits, he was able to enter the military academy.
Finally graduated with excellent results.
Now that he has been appointed as the commander of the New World Fleet, Zhu Hongyu not only has military considerations, but also political considerations.
Zhu Hongyu has always known that given the distance between the Ming Dynasty and the New World, it would be difficult for the Ming Dynasty to actually control the New World.
In his vision, the future governance structure of the Ming Dynasty over the New World should be such that the imperial court directly controls some key places.
The remaining places were entrusted to the royal nobles of the Ming Dynasty, allowing the royal nobles to establish their own countries and govern themselves.
Then, turn the New World into an economic colony for the Ming Dynasty, providing raw materials, labor and consumer markets for the Ming Dynasty.
Continue to promote the development of the Ming Dynasty by sucking the blood of the New World.
As for what to do in the future, will the New World betray the Ming Dynasty and go out independently...
Zhu Hongyu thinks that is possible.
But that's not important!
The meat must rot in the pot!
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! He would rather rebel and become independent in the New World in the future, but also develop the New World and turn it into Han territory.
Besides, for the Chinese people, the concept of great unification is engraved in their bones.
The Chinese do not have the Western habit of wanting to be independent and splitting the country into small pieces.
Even if the New World rebels in the future, it will be unified again sooner or later.
Either the Ming Dynasty will retake the New World, or the New World will counterattack the mainland.
It doesn't matter.
As for whether the future country will still be called Ming Dynasty and whether the emperor will still be named Zhu, Zhu Hongyu also selectively ignored this issue.
Because he can clearly realize that there has never been a dynasty or regime in this world that can last indefinitely.
The change of political power and the rise of dynasties are the laws of heaven and cannot be avoided.
And now, Zhu Hongyu has chosen Wang Yong to be the commander of the Ming Dynasty's fleet in the New World, which is to show everyone that the imperial court will be open to everyone in the New World in the future.
It also hints that the Ming Dynasty will implement a feudal system in the New World in the future.
Since he, Zhu Hongyu, was reversing the course of history in the New World, he used the chieftain system for the Indians and conferred the title of chieftain of the Ming Dynasty on the Indian chiefs.
Then he wouldn't mind just pouring a little more and using the enfeoffment system from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period.
Zhu Hongyu is a pure usageist. It doesn’t matter whether the method is old or not, as long as it is easy to use!
Wang Yong heard the lookout's report and made a quick decision.
"Send the order, the fleet will quickly adjust into a combat array and prepare to meet the enemy!"
"All warships should move forward and be at the forefront, but transport ships and troop transport ships must also be ready to participate in the war..."
At the same time, General Pelos also made a quick decision and ordered his own ships to prepare for battle to meet the enemy.
The Spanish ships docked on the shore pulled up anchors and raised sails, preparing to engage in battle with the Ming navy.
The fleets of both sides took up positions on the vast sea and quickly advanced towards each other.
Boom! Boom!
The sound of shelling sounded.
Both the Ming army and the Spaniards began to conduct school shooting before the war.
Along with the rumbling sound of shelling, water columns rose from the sea.
The water mist fills the air, the sea breeze blows, and the atmosphere of war continues to grow.
The Ming army bastions and Spanish military camps on the shore all saw the scene at sea.
Inside the bastion, countless people in the Ming army were cheering and excited for the arrival of reinforcements.
On the Spanish side, some people were panicking.
Since they were able to stage a mutiny, it means that the internal conflicts in the Spanish camp have accumulated to a great extent.
As a result, they had just finished their mutiny when they turned around and saw Ming army reinforcements arriving, which had a profound impact on the Spanish military morale.
Facing the Ming army that suddenly arrived for reinforcements, many Spaniards could not muster the will to fight.
Under the gaze of countless people, the distance between the Ming army and the Spanish fleet continued to close, preparing for a firefight.
The three steam armored ships of the Ming army broke away from the formation and drove at full speed, regardless of the wind direction, and crossed directly towards the Spanish fleet array.
The remaining ships of the Ming army did not care about the wind direction at all, nor did they seize the upper wind. The warships lined up head to tail, preparing to enter the battlefield.
The actions of the Ming army confused the Spanish fleet commander, General Pelos.
"Don't the Ming army have to seize the upper hand? Why can their ships be so fast even if the wind is not favorable? How can they maneuver so flexibly?"
Although the Spaniards knew about things like steam engines, they also knew that the Ming Dynasty invented the means of transportation such as trains.
But they never thought that Ming Dynasty could install steam engines on ships and use them as power sources.
Just when the Spanish fleet was about to seize the upper hand, the Ming army rushed forward and caught the Spanish fleet by surprise.
At this time, the Spanish fleet's array was still an array that wanted to seize the upper hand, which was different from a real battle array.
In the blink of an eye, three Ming army steam armored ships rushed into the Spanish fleet array.
Following a burst of fierce artillery fire, the Ming army's steam-armored ships disrupted the Spanish fleet array.
The revolving turrets on the Ming army's steam armored ships rotated, and gunpowder smoke spewed out from the muzzles.
After the cannonballs hit the Spanish warship, the shells left large holes in its deck and sides of the ship.
The rotating machine gun fired, the barrel rotated rapidly, and bullets poured out like rain.
Dense bullet chains swept across the deck of the ship, and the Spaniards who were preparing to fight on the springboard.
Machine guns opened fire, aiming at the dense crowd, harvesting lives wantonly.
Ta da! Ta da da!
Da da da da!
The crisp clicking sound is as captivating as the roar of a demon.
The bullet chain fired by the machine gun can even cut a Spanish soldier in two.
The Spanish artillery aimed at the Ming army's warships and fired, but the killing effect was very little.
One Spanish soldier raised his musket and aimed at the turret on the deck of the Ming army warship and fired.
But it had no effect at all. The lead bullet hit the turret, made a clanging sound, and bounced away.
The turrets on the Ming army's warships were almost all made of metal shells. They might not be able to withstand naval gun shells, but lead bullets certainly couldn't hit them.
Although the Spanish artillery also wanted to fight back, their artillery layout was arranged on both sides of the ship.
However, the Ming army's steam ironclads rushed directly into the Spanish warship array, rushing into the gap between the bow of the rear ship and the stern of the front ship.
At this position, the Spanish's broadside artillery could not reach the Ming army's steam ironclads.
The Ming army's three steam-armored ships drove at full power and rushed past the Spanish battleship array.
Using artillery and rotating machine guns, they inflicted huge damage on the Spanish fleet.
Then, after disrupting the Spanish array, they left without hesitation.
General Pelos looked at the scene on the sea, his eyes darkened.
He had never seen the Ming army's tactics before.
Now that I saw it all at once, I was caught off guard and I didn’t know how to deal with it.
However, just as Pelos was thinking about how to deal with it, the main force of the Ming army also pressed forward.
The distance between the two sides was close, accompanied by a burst of cannon fire.
The sea is filled with gunpowder smoke, and cannonballs are flying in the sky. You come and I go.
Boom! Boom!
Cannonballs continued to hit the ships on both sides.
In the blink of an eye, the ships on both sides were beaten and sawdust was scattered everywhere.
But it is very obvious that in this round of bombardment, the Ming army had the upper hand.
As for the reason, it’s easy to understand!
The Spanish array was disrupted by the Ming army's steam ironclad ships.
When the main fleet of the Ming army came to attack, the Spanish fleet array was in chaos and could not produce corresponding damage at all.
More importantly, the weapons on the Ming army's side are more advanced.
The artillery on the ships of the Ming army was either rifled or breech-loaded.
Regardless of the range, power, rate of fire, or accuracy, it far exceeds the Spanish front-loading smoothbore cannon.
Moreover, the artillery shells used by the Ming army were trigger-type explosive shells.
The lethality is naturally not comparable to that of solid bullets.
The first round of bombardment by both sides ended, and Pelos just wanted to order his fleet to organize its array and prepare for the next encounter with the enemy.
As a result, the Ming army's steam armored ship turned around on the sea and rushed over again.
The Ming army's steam ironclad ship once again rushed past the Spanish fleet array, disrupting the Spanish fleet array.
Pelos was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, but he had no way to deal with it.
With the steam engine as auxiliary power, the Ming army's warships were much more maneuverable than the Spanish sailing warships.
As soon as the steam ironclad ships of the Ming Army emerged from the formation, they saw that the main fleet of the Ming Army had completed its turn with the help of steam-assisted power.
Attack the Spanish fleet again!
On the vast sea, the sound of shelling continued.
The Ming army's main fleet and steam armored ships cooperated with each other in this way, constantly strangling the Spanish fleet.
Before I knew it, half a day passed.
After half a day of fierce fighting, the Spanish casualties increased and the losses were extremely heavy.
They were led by the Ming army almost the whole time, which was extremely miserable.
Pelos's ship was struck by dozens of cannonballs from the front and back, and several large holes were opened in the side of the ship, with sea water pouring into it from time to time.
The sailors on the ship need to constantly clean up the water in the cabin.
The deck of his ship seemed to have been washed with blood, with bullet holes left by machine gun fire and broken corpses and limbs everywhere.
After half a day of hard fighting, a total of sixteen Spanish warships were sunk, and almost all of the remaining ships were injured.
Although the Ming army also had ships sunk in the battle, there were only two of them.
They are also the two smallest fourth-tier sailing battleships.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the Spanish lost the Battle of San Francisco.
Total loss!
Even if he continues to grit his teeth and persist, he cannot change the final outcome of this war.
"General, let's withdraw!"
"Brothers, I really can't stand it anymore!"
"Yes, General, we are really at a disadvantage if this continues. Sixteen warships have been sunk, nearly thirty have been seriously damaged, and the number of casualties is almost 40%. If we continue to fight, our entire army will really be wiped out.
…”
"..."
One Spanish general had a grimace on his face and tried to persuade Pelos.
Pelos stared at the Ming warships that were drifting upstream on the sea and rushed up to give him a few runs. His cheeks twitched, but he finally gritted his teeth and said.
"withdraw!"
"Give me the order and I will withdraw from the battlefield after this."
They really couldn't hold on any longer.
Although if they retreat now, they will be suspected of betraying their teammates.
Because once they retreat, the Spanish soldiers who are now besieging San Francisco on the shore will be trapped to death.
However, if they don't withdraw, they will be the ones who die.
Compared with other people's lives, your own life is definitely more important.
It’s normal for a dead Taoist friend to be a poor Taoist.
Spaniards are also professionals when it comes to selling teammates.
While the Spaniards slowly withdrew from the battlefield, the Ming fleet stopped pursuing them.
Because, in this war, it was not only the Spanish who were exhausted, but also the Ming army.
After long-term high-intensity operation, the steam engines on several Ming army warships have broken down.
One steam engine even exploded.
Most of the remaining steam engines on warships suffered from various problems due to long-term operation.
The performance of the steam engines used in railway trains in the Ming Dynasty was quite stable, and there would be no problems if the trains ran for a long time.
However, the stability of large steam generators used on ships still needs to be improved.
There is nothing we can do about this. The Royal Research Institute is still doing technical research. I believe that this situation will change a lot in the near future.
In fact, if the Spaniards persisted a little longer, the Ming army might have to give up steam power and compete with them in a sail battleship showdown.
If that's the case, the Ming army doesn't actually have much advantage.
He might even be overturned by the Spaniards.
However, the reality is that there are not so many ifs.
In the end, the Spanish retreated and the Ming army won.
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Watch the outcome of the naval battle on the sea!
The Ming army and the Spaniards on the shore gave completely different performances.
The Ming army in the fortress cheered endlessly, and countless people were celebrating their victory.
After seeing the reinforcements arriving and defeating the Spaniards, the morale of countless people in the Ming army was boiling.
They have been surrounded for such a long time, and now that reinforcements have arrived, Hongmao is in trouble!
But when the Spaniards in the camp outside the bastion saw this scene, their faces were as ugly as if their parents had died.
Many people have clearly realized that if the fleet is defeated, they can run away, but they cannot run away.
They were abandoned by the fleet on the west coast!
The food and grass in their army is limited, and now they don't have a fleet to support them, and they can't even leave even if they want to.
If they took the land route, without stable logistical supplies, they would probably starve to death on the way.
General El angrily smashed the telescope in his hand to the ground.
With a loud click, the telescope in his hand was smashed into pieces.
The lens rolled to the side!
"Damn it! Damn it!"
"Damn Perlos, who told him to retreat?!"
General El also realized that after the fleet withdrew from the battlefield, their way back was cut off.
More than 40,000 of them were abandoned in front of the Ming army.
It may perish at any time!
"Your Majesty General, what should we do next?"
Lieutenant Colonel Rosen on the side asked with a look of horror on his face.
He doesn't want to die, he really doesn't want to die!
When General El heard this, he lowered his head and began to think deeply.
His eyes were dim and unclear, his cheeks were constantly beating, and the remaining beard on his face was trembling. Finally, he seemed to have made up his mind and spoke.
"Go down with the order and summon the generals to discuss matters!"
"Discuss the way forward for me!"
General El didn't have to wait long before the Spanish officers in the camp gathered together.
Everyone's faces were full of fear and anxiety.
At this time, General El was wearing a straight military uniform, leather boots on his feet, and a knight's sword on his waist. He appeared neatly in front of everyone.
After entering the big tent, General El looked around and said.
"Everyone must know what happened!"
After General El's words fell, everyone around him spoke one after another.
"Yes, General, we all know the matter!"
"Damn it, Peros really deserves to die!"
"Your Majesty General, what should we do? Do we want to withdraw our troops?"
"What happened today is so unbelievable. Doesn't God bless his people?!"
"..."
Everyone was talking with each other, and the fear on their faces could not be faked.
General El glanced around majestically, and then spoke.
"The current situation must be clear to everyone. The coward of Pelos betrayed the great Spain."
"Throwing more than 40,000 brave young men into danger."
"I believe God will send him to hell after death!"
"But we must also understand that from the moment Pelos retreats, we lose our way out."
"Retreat? Where can we retreat to?"
"Without fleet transportation, it would be impossible for us to cross the entire New World back to the East Coast without logistical supplies."
"If we really retreat, maybe 90% of us will starve to death on the road!"
"This is completely unacceptable to Spain, the favor of God!"
Having said this, General El looked around and said.
"Actually, there is only one choice before us now, and that is to attack!"
"While the reinforcements of the Ming army have not yet landed, the Ming people are short of troops in the bastion and conquer that bastion!"
"That bastion contains various food supplies that we urgently need, and there are hostages that can be used to take Akito and let us leave."