On the third day after the defeat in Shenzhen-Ao Bay, the mighty Portuguese pirates' combined fleet was left with only the last single seedling of the Pena, who was still tenaciously fleeing north.

Chen Huaixiu's fleet and the 104 ships that followed came to support were chasing them, but the effect was not very good. Because after entering the Taiwan Strait, the sea surface was severely bumpy, which greatly reduced the accuracy of the long-range shot. If you press it on, it would be equivalent to death, so you could only follow from afar, continue to consume the enemy through continuous harassment, and make it lose blood. Finally, like the Gareles, you surrender at the end of your life.

After three more days, the Pena still did not surrender.

But their condition was already very bad. Not only were the masts broken and the hull leaked severely, but the bottom warehouse where drinking water was stored was also hit several shots, most of the barrels were blown up, and fresh water and beer suffered heavy losses.

However, the ship was seriously overcrowded, and if it was not controlled, the water would be cut off in minutes. Captain Silva had to order quota for water supply, and the combatants could get a glass of beer or a glass of water every day. Non-combatants could only get half a glass of beer or a glass of water to quench their thirst. As for which one it was, it depends on what the barrel was filled with when it was their turn.

Lin Daoqian, Zeng Yiben, Hu Jiao Lao, and Zhu Liangbao, were naturally non-combatants.

Looking at the yellow and thick white foam in the wooden cup, the sea owners stared at each other.

"Why is it like urine? Can this thing be drunk?" Zhu Liangbao sniffed and frowned.

"Can you know if you try it?" Hu pepper was so dry that his lips were peeling. He couldn't wait to take a bite, and then his face changed drastically and he almost spit it out. But he didn't vomit, but forced the wine to swallow, wipe his mouth and cursed: "Sai Lianmu, slutty, it's really the same as urine!"

"Then you still drink?" Everyone couldn't help but smile.

"What's that? I'm so thirsty at the sea. I haven't drunk any urine." Hu Jiao said lightly: "I haven't wasted a drop in these few days."

"It makes sense, it's us that's pretentious!" The masters of the sea felt that it was reasonable. In the past few days, they had not eaten or drunk, and if they didn't eat or drink, they would die.

They all frowned and ate the dry and hard black bread with that cup of 'piss'. It was the food delivered at the same time as drinking water.

They knew that the Portuguese officers and Lin Hongzhong of Domingo must have eaten better than this. But the sea owners are all conscious people and are now living under someone else's roof. It would be great if they could do this. If they don't open their eyes, they will have to eat and drink, but if they don't do it well, they will be thrown into the sea.

"How many handfuls are so unpalatable! I didn't expect that there are still things in the world that are more unpalatable than steamed buns." Zhu Liangbao couldn't help but complain.

"Eat quickly, the pursuers are coming again." Zeng Yiben reminded in a muffled voice. He kept paying attention to the sea and found that no matter how the Pena avoided, he could not get rid of the pursuers behind him.

"Come on, I'll make some improvements." Lin Daoqian took out a wet cloth pocket from his arms and poured the things inside to the ground.

It was more than a dozen sticky, long, grayish-white slug-like things, and they were still squirming.

"Damn it, shipworms. This is a good thing, where did it come from?" The sea owners naturally recognized this thing, picked it up and sent it to their mouths to eat it raw. Shipworms are high-protein foods and can be eaten raw. But if they weren't hungry, no one would touch this thing because it was too disgusting.

Six years ago, Lin Daogan and his men drifted to the sea, relying on eating shipworms to kill dogs. This is called path dependence. While eating, he blew up and said in a muddy manner: "After turning, the boat was broken, and the hulls were everywhere. These things were pulled from the hull."

"Can you still hold on?" everyone asked with concern.

"It shouldn't be too heavy for a while." Lin Daogan frowned and said, "The red-haired ghost is still very good at blocking the leak, but he can't get rid of the pursuers, and he will suffer."

"Yes." The sea lords lay down depressedly, and regretted it: "It would be better to surrender directly at that time. It is better than the current one who is neither human nor ghost."

"Those are useless, let's wait." Zeng Yiben is worthy of being a failure expert, and his heart is extremely powerful. "When you turn back to the north wind, it should be no problem to get out of trouble."

"Well..." The sea lords stopped talking and had to save some effort to hold on for a few days.

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In comparison, their enemies are much better.

Chen Huaixiu's fleet is composed of armed merchant ships. The biggest advantage is that it can carry a large amount of supplies. Not only is it enough for the crew of this fleet, it can also support the coast guard officers and soldiers of the 104 ships.

With sufficient supplies, the soldiers' food is naturally guaranteed.

According to the "Coast Guard Regulations", in order to ensure the physical strength of the soldiers during war, the ships were served all day long, and each team picked up meals at any time depending on the combat situation, without limiting the number and number of times.

There are special cooking teams on the ship who cook various foods for the officers and soldiers from morning to night. Although there are no fresh vegetables and meat, they can still rely on the storage-resistant white radish, carrots, winter melons, yam, mushrooms, fungus and other ingredients, as well as various sausages and cured meats and canned meats and vegetables, to provide the officers and soldiers with different menus every day.

In addition to the food cooked by the kitchen squad, the officers and soldiers also get a "battle bag" every day, which contains 10 pieces of fruit candy, 10 pieces of square beef pellets, and 20 cigarette strips to replenish energy and refresh themselves.

The cigarette strips were made by cutting tobacco leaves into strips, twisting them into ropes, soaking them in white wine for a day, and then taking them out and drying them. Because the smoke and alcohol are prohibited on the ship, the cigarette strips were developed as a substitute for these two hobbies. The officers and soldiers felt sleepy and tired while sailing, or became addicted to smoking and alcohol, so they put one in their mouths and chewed. They both smelled of smoke and alcohol, and they were also refreshing, which was better than nothing.

However, tobacco must be spit into the spittoon. If spit on the deck, the consequences will be very serious. You will be punished to hang your spittoon on your neck to clean the warship for a day.

Of course, that is in peacetime. During wartime, all rules are not counted for the time being. Everything is about saving time and concentrating on fighting. It is no problem to urinate in the cannon position.

It is precisely with such food supplies that the coast guard officers and soldiers were able to maintain high physical strength, energy and morale for a long time, and the consumption could also cost the Portuguese death!

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But perhaps there is no way out. Seeing that the Pena is about to end, the wind direction suddenly changed after following the footsteps of the Garreras.

Seeing that the northeast wind finally came, Domingo and Lin Hongzhong couldn't help but hug each other and cried, thanking God for blessing.

Colonel Silva didn't dare to make any decisions anymore. He had never been to this sea area at all. He asked Domingo to command the return flight politely.

Domingo knew that he would definitely be finished when he returned, so he was not in the mood to fight him. So he nodded and asked Lin Hongzhong where he was now?

"We passed by Tamsui the day before yesterday. We are now in the area of ​​Yushan Island." Lin Hongzhong pointed to the small island along the coast on the chart, northwest of Taiwan Island.

"My God, we have been more than a thousand miles away from South O Island?" Domingo was shocked.

"One thousand three hundred miles." Lin Hongzhong nodded, otherwise he would not have been out of ammunition and food, and he would have ended his life.

"Where are you going back to Macau?" Silva asked.

"Another eight hundred miles." Lin Hongzhong said.

"That's two thousand and one hundred miles." Domingo murmured: "Even if the weather is smooth, it will take ten days at the fastest."

"The Pena leaked severely and was too fast to be afraid of the danger of overturning, so you must prepare for fifteen to twenty days." Silva reminded.

"We have cut off water and food, so we will definitely not last ten days, let alone half a month to twenty days." Domingo rubbed his messy hair anxiously and said, "We must try to replenish supplies once, and it is best to repair the ship again, so that we can bring everyone on the ship back to Macau, rather than bringing a ship of corpses back!"

"..." The three of them fell into silence. It is said that the supply can be completed by robbing ashore once, but the enemy is like a shadow. How dare they stop the boat and dock? Isn't that purely seeking death?

Just when he was at a loss, the soldiers outside reported that Lin Daoqian was asking for a meeting.

"Lower!" Lin Hongzhong thought of Lin Daoqian's nest when he heard this. Domingo's eyes lit up and slapped his forehead and said, "Yes, why did you forget him!"

As he said this, he ordered loudly: "Please come in quickly, General Lin."

Lin Daoqian was so hungry that he lost his body. After entering the luxurious restaurant, he saw white bread, stewed fish, bacon soup and sliced ​​ham on the table. He immediately looked green and didn't bother to sit down, and he started to eat it in a breeze.

Seeing that he was so hungry, Lin Hongzhong felt embarrassed and quickly asked someone to prepare some food. Although even the Portuguese sailors had begun to starve, the noble officers could still eat enough or even eat well.

After Lin Daoqian was so full that he couldn't fill up his stomach, Domingo told him whether he could go to the bottom to repair the ship.

"Himmer, I'm here for this." Lin Daoqian burped and said with a long sigh: "I guess you have no other place to go. Okay, go to my place. But I have a few conditions."

"Speaking."

"First, I have to live in delicious food these days." Lin Daoqian raised three fingers and said, "Second, when I get to my place, you must abide by my rules, you cannot bring weapons to the ashore, and you cannot rob soldiers. Third, all supplies have to be paid at double prices."

"No problem." Domingo agreed immediately and asked again: "Is it just that you are safe?"

"Of course it's safe." Lin Daoqian said lightly: "The Xiawei is a native of the Ming Dynasty. He dared not harass him even if he harbored the courage of Zhao."

"Well, that's right." Lin Hongzhong nodded and said, "General Lin is a guerrilla general of the court, so his place should be very safe."

"Then go and finish it!" Domingo focused heavily and made up his mind. In fact, he had no choice...

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The return trip was smooth and the ship speed finally rose. The 104 ship and Chen Huaixiu fleet were powerless to stop it, so they could only watch the Pena break through the blockade and follow from afar

At the back.

Seven days later, the Pena entered Xiawei Harbour and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

After the boat was docked, Lin Daogan immediately ordered his subordinates to bring food and drink onto the boat, and then help repair the warship.
Chapter completed!