Chapter 1772 The Spaniard who cannot be beaten

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The British Civil War subsided and did not cause much disturbance in Europe today.

I'm afraid no one knows what this means except Zuo Mengeng.

There are really too many wars in Europe in this era.

Compared with the Thirty Years' War, which involved the whole of Europe, the English Civil War was more equivalent to a local unrest.

When it calms down, it calms down.

It just hurts the British people.

Charles II, who regained control of the empire, was very crazy and bloodily liquidated the revolutionaries. Anyone who was slightly more progressive was guillotined by him.

Although doing so would help him consolidate his rule, it obviously also interrupted Britain's hope of revival and strength.

The night in London is full of blood and looks extremely scary.

Everyone is off the streets and the strictest curfew is in effect.

Of course, there must be surprises.

A carriage with an imperial flag drove into the port, and the British soldiers patrolling the road turned a blind eye.

The empire is unique and preserves the king's envoys, and therefore has unparalleled privileges here.

Everyone understands one thing.

You must not offend the Imperial people.

The carriage drove into the port without stopping, and finally entered the military port.

All the Imperial warships are parked in this military port, and the Imperial soldiers are on guard on the shore, so it is naturally safer.

When the carriage stopped, Liao Zhongjian walked out first and looked around, very cautiously.

After making sure it was safe, he reached out and extended an invitation to the carriage.

A British man with a pale face and still frightened expression came out.

"Ambassador Liao, am I really safe?"

"Yes, Robert, no one dares to come here to search. You can take a warship to the empire. Scientists are respected the most there and are your don."

The British man was so lost that he couldn't do anything else and just nodded casually.

At this time, it’s good to be alive, what else can you ask for?

Under the guidance of the imperial army officer, he boarded the warship and finally took a reluctant look at the land behind him.

He knew that he would never come back in this life.

And not long after he boarded the ship, the warship slowly left the port and finally disappeared into the vast night.

The man originally thought he would be assigned to a simple hammock and mix with the smelly and sweaty sailors.

But he didn't expect that the officer would lead him to the upper level.

There are all independent rooms here, and they are very gorgeously decorated.

Looking at the warm and comfortable big bed, the man couldn't believe it.

"Is this really where I rest?"

The officer's answers were meticulous.

"Yes, this is the order I received. In addition, if you have any needs, you can tell me. In addition, dinner has been prepared in the restaurant and you can enjoy it at any time. If you need it, I Food can also be delivered.”

The man looked wonderful.

I originally thought I was going to live a hard life in exile, but I didn't expect that my life would actually be better than before.

This made him look forward to the empire thousands of miles away.

Instead of having the officer bring dinner to his room, he went to the dining room.

When I got there, I discovered that there were actually many Europeans with blond hair and blue eyes.

It made him happy to realize that he was not alone.

He walked up to a family and said familiarly: "Hello, I am Robert Boyle. I am very happy to be in the same school with you."

The man of the house seemed to be a priest. He looked at him carefully before speaking slowly.

"I am Barnabas Smith, from Lincolnshire. Are you also wanted by the king?"

Boyle sat down next to him and enjoyed his dinner, laughing at himself.

"The king definitely doesn't like people like me. He just wants my head."

It turned out that Barnabas Smith opened his heart to him and introduced his family to him.

"This is my wife, Hannah Askew, and this is her child with her ex-husband, Isaac Newton..."

The big ship travels very fast.

Now that the Imperial Navy has mastered the situation in the Atlantic Ocean, it is very safe along the way.

After all, the space on the ship was limited, and after a while, Boyle became familiar with the others.

Among them were John Wallis from Cambridge University, Robert Hooke from the Isle of Wight, Christian Huygens from the Netherlands, and Gottfried Wilhelm Leibniz from Leipzig. tz.

Although these people come from different places, they all have one characteristic in common.

They are both scholars, and their knowledge is very provocative, and they soon have a common language.

Only the pastor, Barnabas Smith, was out of tune with them and stayed away to study the Bible.

On the other hand, that child, Isaac Newton, liked to sit next to these adults and listened with great interest.

The peace of the New World was broken by the smoke of war.

The 12th Division moving south began to come into contact with the Spanish.

The first battle took place in Navoa.

Colonel Rodrigo González, the general in charge of Spain's Western Front, did not stand still when he arrived in Sinaloa.

After inspecting the terrain of the curtain area, he sensitively realized that this flat place was really difficult to defend, and he had to expand the depth of defense outwards.

He sent a company of soldiers north to find a suitable combat area.

He never expected that the 12th Division would come so quickly.

The 12th Division did not entirely move south on foot.

While the Beiyang Fleet was attacking the Viceroyalty of New Granada, Wu Zhikui asked the navy to help carry a battalion of troops south first.

The battalion disembarked in San Diego, then crossed the seaside desert and suddenly appeared in Navoa, encountering the Spanish forward.

Neither side was mentally prepared, resulting in a chaotic battle.

But the gap in combat effectiveness between the two sides is too obvious, and the National Defense Forces have even more troops.

After suffering more than 40 casualties, the Spaniards had no choice but to retreat.

The National Defense Force did not know how many Spaniards were behind them, so they naturally did not dare to pursue them, but quickly established their positions.

I waited and waited in fear, but nothing came.

The Spaniards who fled back informed Gonzalez of the situation, and the Spanish officer couldn't help being dumbfounded.

He did not dare to immediately send troops north to recapture Navoa, but instead deployed a defensive line in Culiacan, Sinaloa.

This place has the sea to the west and mountains to the east, making it easy to guard.

The people below reported that the weapons of the National Defense Force were powerful, and he listened to them and continued to strengthen defenses.

After working like this for more than half a month, Gonzalez was stunned by the sudden and terrible news.

The National Defense Forces from the north had not yet arrived, but Mazatlan behind them was suddenly captured by the National Defense Forces.

That is the logistics base and back road for the Spanish army.

Once lost here, they immediately became a lone army.

Don't resist the National Defense Forces coming from the north. It's not certain whether we can withdraw to Mexico City.