Not far from readx entering the east entrance of the strait, the San Juan's lookout issued an alarm ahead.
Angelo and Abelardo came to the deck, raised their telescopes and looked into the distance.
What appeared in the mirror was the mainmast of the Galen ship. and lookouts, with the Portuguese flag flying on these ships.
The two of them looked at each other and felt relieved.
However, due to the rampant disguised robbery at sea, especially the rampant and shameless English pirates, Abelardo still ordered the fleet to be on alert, so be careful and you would not make a big mistake.
The fleet gradually approached the Portuguese fleet.
There were four 300-ton warships on the other side, four slightly larger merchant ships, and four strange low boats.
However, the sail of one merchant ship was broken, and the stern was broken.
The mast of the gaff sail was broken, and the horizontal sail of a merchant ship was split into two large holes.
It was fluttering in the sea wind and was very dazzling.
Since the Babuyan Strait is not wide, the Portuguese fleet is close to the central channel, and the Spanish fleet is also in the central channel.
The distance between the two is less than one mile.
Obviously, this was also a Portuguese merchant fleet engaged in American trade.
They smuggled silver between the Ming Dynasty and the Americas, exchanged it for Ming Dynasty items, and profited from it.
It seemed that they had also encountered a storm.
As for the situation of this little brother's follower, Avila Dou and Angelo laughed gloatingly, Damn, they finally encountered the same unlucky situation.
They just couldn't bear to see that their younger brother was in a better situation than them.
Now that it was even, the two Spanish nobles felt much better.
At this time, a shout came from one of the opponent's warships.
Portuguese and Spanish are close relatives, the same as the two countries.
I roughly understood a few of their words, as if they were asking for help.
Well, Portuguese word order is messed up, Abelardo thought with disdain.
I saw someone from the other side getting off the side of the ship and sailing towards the fleet in a low boat.
The Spanish fleet did not stop sailing and had already passed the Portuguese fleet.
Two small boats approached the fleet.
Abelardo raised his telescope to see Looking at the people on the boat, the strange thing is that there are only two Portuguese people on the boat, and the others are all yellow people.
"Mr.
Angelo, why are there all indigenous people on the boat?"
Abelardo asked strangely.
"Your Excellency, the Portuguese have too few people in the Far East, so it is not surprising that they purchased a large number of Ming people as servants.
They only have no Ming people in the army."
Angelo curled his lips, but he really knew some people from Macau.
Secret.
"I heard that there were riots by Ming people in Manila."
Abelardo's attention was no longer on the Portuguese.
The other party only sent out a small boat to meet, so there was obviously no risk.
"Yes, the Governor of Manila's army probably killed thousands of people and suppressed them.
Akito's arrogant desire to establish a country in the Philippines is really delusional."
Angelo said scornfully.
"Haha," Abelardo seemed to have heard the funniest thing, the founding of the Philippines under Spanish control.
"Stupid natives, the Spanish Empire is something they can challenge too.
This is the stupidest native I have ever seen."
Angulo strongly agreed, "So they were killed because they asked for it.
They forgot that the Philippines was discovered and developed by the Kingdom of Spain.
Now it is us Spaniards who make the decision."
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The two small boats approached the fleet very quickly, but suddenly, they flashed to the stern of the two Clark sailboats.
Abelardo and Angelo were a little confused as to what they were planning.
"Alarm, alarm."
The Spanish sailor on the stern mast waved his hands anxiously and shouted.
"Be on guard, be on guard toward the stern of the ship."
Angelo and his men hurriedly ran toward the stern of the ship.
However, they had to run up to the poop on the deck and looked down.
He saw that the boat had left the stern of the ship, and a smoking barrel Nailed above the rudder.
Angelo was so surprised that he was speechless.
Boom, boom, two sounds came, the ship was shaking violently, the entire Spanish fleet was in chaos, two large sailing ships carrying valuables were attacked without warning, and the Spaniards were stunned.
The two boats sailed away in chaos.
"Sir, the helmsman on the lower deck reported that the rudder failed and water leaked into the bottom tank."
The boatswain came to Angelo and reported.
"Oh God," Angelo's eyes darkened and he was fooled.
"The enemy ship is catching up," the lookout sailor shouted.
Abelardo, Angelo looked up and saw four enemy ships approaching the fleet, and three smaller boats approaching, just over a mile away.
"Inform the frigate to fire."
Abelardo yelled ferociously.
He was now going crazy and wanted revenge.
The watchtower was hung with battle flags and the battle horn sounded.
Three frigates approached the galleon and opened their gun windows.
Zhao Lie nervously looked at the enemy ships through the portholes in the cabin of the Wei Qing.
The three enemy ships were all larger than his own warship.
According to Muñoz's estimation, they probably had twenty-four-pound guns, which was very powerful for his own warship.
Big threat.
His biggest reliance is the destructive short-barreled heavy artillery.
As long as he survives the first one or two rounds of shelling, he will look good to the Spaniards.
"Boom, boom..."
The three enemy ships opened fire one after another, and the enemy ships were instantly surrounded by thick smoke.
The shells arrived with a roar, and almost half of them hit the Wei Qing, Li Guang, and Chen Tang.
Zhao Lie clearly heard the pounding of cannonballs and the sound of the ship's planks breaking.
Qian Er and Zhang Wei felt the deepest.
It was just the first shelling.
The few shells that hit the lower deck cracked the ship's side planks next to the portholes.
The moist sea breeze came in.
The two looked at each other.
Twenty four-pounder, Chief A's broken gong voice shouted: "Get ready."
The gun window was opened, and in the humid sea breeze, everyone loaded the powder bags, loaded the projectiles, blasted, and fired another salvo.
A shell finally broke through the ship and entered the deck, immediately destroying a twelve-pounder.
After bouncing back, it had all its remaining strength and was strangely stuck on the board of the ship.
Everyone looked at each other and were very happy.
"Fire."
Commander Jia ordered.
There was a roar on the artillery deck, and the pungent smell of gunpowder filled the air.
The gunners hurriedly loaded and returned to their positions.
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The gunner adjusted the guns, and the next moment the salvo started.
Abelardo and Angelo, who were watching the battle on the side, cheered at the same time when their shells hit the enemy ship and sent up large clouds of smoke.
Their five to six hundred ton frigates carried twenty-four pounders, and even San Juan The USS carried six thirty-two-pound guns, which were considered weapons in naval warfare.
However, the vibration was too great when fired, so they could only be placed on the thousand-ton St.
Louis Princess and the USS Jose.
The opponent's warship is obviously smaller than our own, and the caliber of the naval gun cannot be too large.
Indeed, the Li Guang, which was fighting against the San Juan, was in a miserable state.
In the first two rounds of salvos, it was hit by four 24-pound shells and five 18-pound shells, and the side of the ship cracked out.
Several large holes were made, and one of the shells entered the gun deck, destroying two cannons, killing and wounding eight gunners.
Therefore, his own bombardment was ineffective.
After all, the bloody scene frightened all the gunners.
However, the unattended Huo Qubing moved closer to the unlucky Li Guang.
Before it was in place, Li Guanghao could only hold firm.
Abelardo and Angelo's smiles disappeared after the opponent's heavy artillery salvo.
They clearly saw two large holes opened in the side of the Cologne's ship, and the shells penetrated into the cabin.
Yes, they were not dazzled by the enemy's heavy artillery shells.
It breaks into pieces directly.
The two men looked at each other in horror, "Forty-eight-pounder gun."
They knew that even a thirty-two-pounder gun could not quickly break through the thick deck of the 500-ton Cologne.
"Oh, God, how they packed the heavy guns into the small hull."
Abelardo shouted angrily.
"Sir, I don't know, I only know that we don't have such a ship."
Angelo shrugged, hell, how do I know, it's a stupid question.
"Order the galleons to come closer to help attack."
Abelardo ordered.
Although the large sailing ship did not have many artillery pieces, it still had twenty heavy cannons, which was a great help in naval battles.
At this time, he could no longer care about his own safety.
The enemy had six or seven warships.
"Sir, our rudder is out of order."
Angelo replied dryly.
"Oh, God, God."
Abelardo walked around on the deck angrily.
The two large sailing ships can only sail in one direction now.
In order to prevent stranding, the captain has ordered all sails to be lowered.
Now the two ships are traveling at turtle speed, well, real turtle speed.
Abelardo and Angelo could only stand on the deck and became free spectators.
Their seats were quite good and they had a wide view, watching the first naval battle in the Palawan Strait since its birth.
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