The masts in Magong Port in Penghu are still bustling, and the docks are still bustling. The shops along the street and the prostitutes in the kilns are desperately recruiting business, as lively as before.

This kind of local information is the most informative, but in fact, we learned that there was a mysterious fleet sweeping the coast of Fujian at the first time.

However, the Jiangnan Shang Penghu Station released a large number of smoke bombs on the street, proclaiming that the fleet was Lin Daogan's subordinates. Under the orders of the government, he attacked the sea lords who attacked Chaozhou Prefecture several months ago.

This gave the various forces in Penghu the idea of ​​going to the south to avoid the limelight first. Everyone ran away, danced, and had no idea of ​​moving their nests.

Richang brothel is a relatively high-end one among the many kilns on the island. It has a lobby where you can drink and listen to music, so that customers can spend more money in addition to sleeping with women.

At this time, a group of tired clients were in the lobby, hugging their sister and having a lot of money.

"I said, brother, aren't you always very powerful? Why can't you bend it today?" A middle-aged man with a big scar on his face smiled at a young man.

"I really admire you who still have the intention to play with women. I'm so worried. What if Lin Dao fights? "The young man smiled bitterly and said, "It's okay a few days ago and the future. If I fight halfway through the day, I'm afraid I won't be able to fight for the rest of my life."

"Hahaha!" The men and women burst into laughter.

"Just put your heart back in your stomach!" Big Scar smiled and said, "Because it was Lin Daogan who took the lead in conquering Penghu Water Village five years ago. After that, it turned this place into a three-no matter area, which was also his first initiative! So he knew better than anyone else that Penghu is a place to inquire about news and do business, not anyone's territory!"

"That's right, no matter how shameless he is, he won't slap himself in the face, right?"

"If he dares to attack Magong Port, it will be like offending all the maritime merchants." The others also said confidently: "Who will dare to do business with him in the future?"

"So take out the Que'er and have fun, brother!" Big Scar face patted Hou Sheng's shoulder hard and said, "Go, life is like drinking today and getting drunk today!"

"Yes, it's not only drunk but also sunny..." As everyone burst into laughter, the young man hugged Yao Jie'er and went upstairs.

As soon as the two of them entered the alley, they heard the rumbling sound of cannons outside, and then they were in chaos. Many people shouted in panic:

"Not good, Lin Dao is here to fight..."

"Ah!" The young man was immediately scared...

His intestines were blue. Why did his ears be so soft? Now, his life is also weak...

It won't take long for a powerful Western Fleet to capture this unpreserved pier and town.

Ninety percent of the people in Penghu believed Lin Daogan's evil spirit and did not go to the south to avoid the limelight. As a result, the West Road Fleet was taken away in one fell swoop.

On the dock, there were endless curses in the places where prisoners were detained. The eighteen generations of ancestors in Lin Daogan were greeted ten thousand times and ten thousand times.

Anyway, the people who were scolding were not their ancestors, so the coast guard officers and soldiers were naturally indifferent and only focused on plundering unprecedentedly rich spoils.

Penghu is a trade center where all sea owners are from all sides, including red-haired people, Japanese, Ryukyu people, and pirates from all over the South China Sea. They sell various smuggled bulk goods here, including muskets, cannons, warships, slaves and other contraband items, and open brothels and gambling halls. The wealth they gather can be imagined.

After two days of counting, the value of all the spoils was roughly calculated to be four million taels of silver!

There were more than 10,000 prisoners of various colors, who were sent to Naha Port as planned. After the war came to an end, the young master would decide their fate.

The big scar faced people were among the first to go on the road. They were tied with their hands behind their backs and stringed them into a string like candied haws, and were chased onto the galleys.

At this time, Big Scarface saw a red beard with a leader looking like a leader, surrounded by his subordinates. He couldn't help but shouted angrily: "Are you not afraid of being angry with the public when you do this?"

Wang Rulong stopped hearing this, Xunsheng looked at the angry scar face, and laughed and said, "Public anger? Who can you guys represent? No one of you can represent you, you villains!"

Big Scarface wanted to refute, but was kicked down by a auxiliary police officer Li Chao and scolded: "You are just talking too much!"

On the other hand, under the leadership of Lin Daogan, the East Road fleet sailed westward across the Taiwan Strait.

This not only avoids the Penghu waterway, but also greatly shortens the range.

Two days later, the fleet arrived at Qing'ao Bay on Nan'ao Island.

Qing'ao Bay, also known as the White Horse Belly, is located on the east side of Nan'ao Island. It is surrounded by mountains and facing the southeast. The task force has conducted detailed explorations and measured that the bay has a depth of 5 to 10 meters and can be parked with 4,000-ton ships.

The northeast coast is rocky beach, and the rest are sandy beaches, with flat and wide bottoms. The bay can be moored 4,000-ton ships. In addition to the southeast wind, they can be used as a shelter. There is also a Tamsui River injected, which is suitable for building it into a forward base for combat in autumn and winter.

So as soon as the fleet arrived in Qing'ao Bay, the coast guard officers and soldiers immediately entered the intense base construction. Forts, trestles, docks, barracks, warehouses, dry docks, large reservoirs... all started to be built, as if they would be stationed for a long time.

Three days later, the West Fleet led by Wang Rulong also arrived at Qing'ao Bay after scattering Penghu. The successful meeting of the two fleets also marked the basic clearance of the Taiwan Strait and the waters north.

21 cannons sounded from the dock. Mr. Zhao was dressed neatly and led the guard of honor to welcome the officers and soldiers of the triumphant West Road Fleet on the newly built wooden trest.

The officers and soldiers of the West Fleet also changed into their dresses and stood straight into the port on the slope, enjoying the glory given by the young master.

As soon as the gangway was put down, Wang Rulong and Ma Yinglong quickly led the police officers' group to get off the boat to pay homage to the young master.

"Hahaha, thank you for your hard work this time!" Zhao Hao smiled and returned to Wang Rulong and others, "There are frequent reports of good news, and the results of the battle are full, which is envious of the young man from the Eastern Fleet!"

"Hehe, I just killed mere bandits, it's not worth mentioning." Wang Rulong scratched his cheeks and showed off: "But the harvest is still quite big."

"Hahaha, it's not just big, it's simply too big!" Zhao Hao couldn't help laughing, and everyone laughed in a panic.

The Western Fleet gained more than a huge gain. Since they left Tamsui, they won six battles and six victories and destroyed the bandit's nest, but they only handed over the head and the captured people to Yu Dayou's subordinates, but they ate all the seized property. The captured pirates have been transferred back to Naha in batches.

With the harvest in Penghu, the West Road Fleet seized more than 6 million taels of silver spoils! It was nearly twice the battle against Japan the previous year! The wealth of these sea masters is really jaw-dropping.

But it’s normal to think about it. Even the Japanese pirates entrenched in Northern Taiwan can save more than one million taels of silver in less than two years. Isn’t it easy to save a million taels of money in these sea owners who have been entrenched along the coast of Fujian for many years and robbed trade?

In fact, I don’t know how many million taels of silver these sea owners have earned over the years. But most of them were squandered, and the half was transported back to their hometown to build watchtowers and build manors. All the leaders of all sizes took advantage of the tens of thousands of taels of silver. It was because Mr. Zhao knew this well that he did not rashly hand them over to the government. How could such a good thing as a quarrel, the grandsons of the Fujian Censorate were in vain? Isn’t it good to knock them slowly?

Of course, Mr. Zhao is not just trying to quarrel, but has other plans, which will be known in the future.

Nanao Island is close to Chaozhou, and its supply is very convenient. Zhao Hao can kill pigs and sheep and reward the three armies.

After Wang Rulong had enough food and drink, he came to Zhao Hao and asked in a low voice: "Young Master is going to deal with the red-haired ghost?"

"Hahaha, I can't hide anything from you." Zhao Hao smiled and pointed at him, left the noisy camp with Wang Rulong, walked along the calm beach, and told his plans to his number one general under his command.

When Wang Rulong heard this, he was naturally eager to try and said, "It's considered a tough guy who is satisfied!"

"I'm afraid this guy is too strong." Zhao Hao sighed: "Although Portugal is limited by too small population, it can dominate the world for a hundred years and must not be underestimated. Moreover, after suffering that great loss in Japan, they held their breath and have not relaxed and expanded their strength in the past two years, so that they can get back to the scene with us."

"We are not us two years ago." Wang Rulong said with a hurry: "The coast guard troops were able to deal with them as soon as they were established, and now they can do it!"

"Our actions along the coast of Fujian have sounded the alarm for them. It is probably difficult to get ahead of their wits." Zhao Hao shook his head gently and said, "I just received information from the Macau Station. A Portuguese fleet from Malacca did not return as scheduled after arriving in Xiangshan Ao, but stayed."

"Is that so? How many big sailing boats are there?" Wang Rulong asked hurriedly.

"Two, both Karak sailboats with double-decker artillery," Zhao Hao replied, "So they have four sailboats now."

"It's equivalent to our main battleship." Wang Rulong frowned slightly.

"In addition, they also have eight very fast and flexible Calawel sailing ships, as well as more than a dozen old gate ships. At the same time, they also buy new large ships in the Pearl River coast yards at high prices. Whether it is a lucky ship, a Guang ship or a Wuwei ship, they all want it."

"Can you only have the red-haired ghost in Macau use it?" Wang Rulong's brows became tighter and tighter.

"The Portuguese in Macau have all been mobilized." Zhao Hao said: "Now they have about a thousand Portuguese soldiers. They have also hired three thousand mercenaries from Annan, plus two thousand indigenous sailors, and the troops have reached six thousand."

"Bujialao's artillery is also starting construction day and night. The factory even hired some gunsmiths from Foshan to work at Bujialao's artillery. In the past, those red-haired ghosts were strictly guarding the artillery field, and no Ming people were allowed to enter the workshop."

This shows that in order to quickly expand their strength, the Portuguese have reached the point of not paying any attention, and everything is for the moment.

"It is said that Guangdong and the escaped Fujian sea lords all gathered in the estuary of the Pearl River and stationed on the islands near Macau, with a total of 70,000 or 80,000 people and thousands of ships!" Zhao Hao informed Wang Rulong of the latest information report: "The Portuguese were eager to build guns and cannons in order to strengthen their armed forces. Of course, if they could survive, one-tenth of the pirates could replace the cannons."

Wang Rulong looked solemn and said, "That's pretty good too."

At this moment, he didn't dare to talk about the number of people and ships at sea wars, such as the number of people and ships at sea, when weapons and equipment have generation differences and organizational commands have no meaning.
Chapter completed!