After two months of garrison, Fu Yuan felt that the commanders of the Spanish army were all crazy.

After the first month, every unit under his command had the opportunity to breathe ashore, he tried to let his subordinates gradually allow the troops to take vacations in units of hundreds of households and enter Lisbon.

No general dared to let the troops roar on the shore after the long voyage, unless they were about to set foot on the battlefield.

Life at sea is very depressing. The eleven or two people squeezed into the air-filled military cabin. It was not that the space on the ship was not enough to be as narrow as the military cabin, but that the military cabin was too large and it was useless. The sailor bed must be as small as the top of the head to ensure that the sailors on the bed were not dropped when the warships bumped.

If you can't take a bath for two or three months, drinking fresh water for a few days when fresh water is in short supply will consume a lot of wood. Not only will it quench thirst, but people who lack minerals will start to lose their hair. The chef changes the way to make the fish delicious, but in the end it is not as good as on the shore. The isolated space will make the most well-behaved flag army's temper become irritable, and a little bit of it will ignite everything.

It is normal for people to fight during voyages. The longer the voyage, the easier it is to fight. The most departing bloody incident occurred under Yuan Zizhang, the commander of the squadron under Fu Yuan. When he led the fleet to sail from Changsheng to the Gulf of Mexico, the number of flag troops on the ship was not large, making people even more withdrawn. The cooks killed and injured one flag troops with muskets.

The reason is funny and cruel, just because the bean sprouts he planted on the deck were knocked over by a wave of sea water.

That is the last straw that broke the camel's back.

The sea cannibalism.

Fu Yuan did not think that Lisbon was their battlefield, so he could only let the flag army land little by little, re-familiar with the feeling of being down-to-earth, let them eat fresh food, and then enter the city little by little.

As the time of garrison became longer, the Ming army inevitably had to interfere with Spanish soldiers, and they were also pleased by jealousy... The Spanish army soldiers were generally owed three to six months of military pay, but they had to raise food and wine for the Ming army in various villages outside the countryside. In the end, they had to drive a small donkey cart to send it to the Ming army. Who would not be jealous?

The Spanish legion commanders would buy things from the Ming generals.

For example, an infantry corps commander under the Duke of Alva came to the squadron commander Yuan Zizhang, and brought the translator hired from Seville to express his request to buy two rolls of wire in bad Chinese. After being rejected, he still refused to give up and hoped to buy the used wooden fences and wires on the shore after their fleet left.

Anyone can make iron wire, and Spain is no exception. There is no wire drawing machine that requires manpower to build. The Spanish commander just hopes to buy them at a relatively low price, because the prices of the Ming Dynasty were lower; any officer with a name could recognize the benefits of this thing when he saw the Ming army's use of wooden wire.

Of course, it is not used universally, but in critical moments, narrow areas, which can temporarily and effectively delay the enemy's attack.

Isn't this a psychopath?

In a country like the Ming Dynasty, any piece of equipment needs to be considered in manufacturing and use, and these iron wires are no exception... Whoever says it can be sold after using it, it can be used twice or three times. Even if it cannot be used, it can be used again as scrap iron is melted.

Although the Ming army was invited by Philip to station Lisbon, the three squadrons have been sailing farther and farther in the past two months. After drawing the west coast of the peninsula, two thousand-point fleets led by the squadron admiral Yuan Zizhang entered the northern Bay of Biscay, and connected them with the coastal defense area of ​​Chen Jiujing's ministry, and boarded the land belonging to France.

The warships arrived at the fortress of the mouth of the river, and the citizens of Bordeaux warmly welcomed the Ming army into the town.

"General Yuan, I'm going to Chen Jiujing. If you come here, my heart is lonely and lonely overseas, I will have a clear idea."

Chen Jiujing led a group of generals from Baishan Camp, the Sixth Battalion Military Academy of Xiyong, and more than 20 nobles from Bordeaux were guided by the city gates, personally galloping twelve miles to welcome Yuan Zizhang. His emotions were as they said, and he was extremely at ease as he looked at the majestic Beiyang Army holding bird guns in his hand and lined up with military music.

"A humble position has not been established, so General Chen does not need to be too polite."

Yuan Zizhang turned over and dismounted to salute, maintaining respect for Chen Jiujing beyond his official position, and then said: "Fu Shuaiming, I will lead thousands of troops to come. First, to survey the battlefield terrain for the vanguard army, and second, to see if General Chen has anything to help, so he can do his best."

Chen Jiujing knew that Yuan Zizhang was a martial arts scholar. He graduated from the martial arts lecture hall and became a general. He traveled to the East and caught up with the border confrontation at the end of the Second War in Mingxi. He had never been able to catch up with the war. He had done a lot of things like training and preparing for food and grass. This time he entered Europe, so he returned the gift and walked forward and smiled, "General, don't be anxious. The two factions of France just discussed peace last year, which is a rare year of peace, but the general... said as he walked."

Chen Jiujing turned over and sent his subordinates to lead the way. When Yuan Zizhang got on the horse, he explained: "I came here to garrison under the order of his father and commander. At first, it was just to find out the situation. He didn't do much to join the two factions in the war. When the two sides agreed to peace, the Wang Jun was unwilling to hand over Bordeaux to me, so he provoked many times."

"We have no support, nor do we have the right to mobilize the army of the Ming Port of the Western Kingdom. However, we have a slight advantage at sea. The business goods of the State and the State can be worth a high price. We hired the desperate Western Kingdom to serve as troops, so that the officials and people in the city of 500 miles will enjoy peace."

Chen Jiujing immediately applauded: "So, whether it is the general or Fu Shuai, it is the right time to come."

In Yuan Zizhang's eyes, the situation in Bordeaux is probably worse than what Chen Jiujing said. When passing through both sides of the road, you can see some obviously injured Jurchens or Koreans in the distant fields directing local farmers to work; even the soldiers under Chen Jiujing welcomed them, the Western armor worn by them were rusted and dented.

In addition, the collapsed and disrepaired Fortress of the River Estuary, and occasionally seeing the castle with the marks of shelling at the end of its eyes, it was obvious that it was a battlefield.

As if he noticed that these things attracted Yuan Zizhang's attention, Chen Jiujing smiled easily and said, "President, don't think too much. The traces here were all captured by Chen's army. The fortress exploded when I attacked, and I didn't plan to repair it at that time."

"The King of Francis has never come here, and his troops have only recently gone to the Dordogne River in the north to repel it, but recently, perhaps to attack Spain, their offensive has been slowing down."

Near the gate of Bordeaux, Yuan Zizhang saw a cavalry team wearing a full set of Western-country plate armored personnel and horses. Some of them held huge spears, while others used heavy troops such as chain hammers and golden gourds. Chen Jiujing said to him: "That is the Jurchen horse team of Kanggulu. Wang Jun's division of troops was an opportunity for Bocheng. I was planning to attack north and cross another river in the north... What is Fu Shuai's plan?"

"A thousand miles."

Yuan Zizhang looked at the horse team and said a number, saying: "The distance from Pau and from the northwest port is one thousand miles away from Paris."
Chapter completed!