"They surrendered!" Looking at the huge white flag raised on the mast, Sun Chuanting's face was full of excitement. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info Whether in the East or the West, there is a tradition of white flags to indicate surrender.

As for why this is so, God knows, anyway, the East and the West have developed such traditions. When Fidel hoisted the white flag, Sun Chuanting did not understand anything else.

"Surrendered?" Lu Xiangsheng's eyes widened, and he looked towards the sea vigorously, only a few kilometers away, making the Hometown armed merchant ship look small, not to mention the white flag hanging on it.

"Yes, they stopped, stayed where they were." Sun Chuanting was still holding the binoculars and kept watching. The port of Shanghai has a good system, and for foreign merchant ships, the port must send a receiving ship to carry out the connection. However, there is nothing left of Sun Chuanting, as long as the staff follows the system step by step.

It was the first time that there were foreign ships, and the response from the port was very slow, and it was half an hour after the message was sent from the position before the ships went out to sea and sailed to the hometown.

Staying on the ship, Fidel's face was also full of worry, he didn't know what this port with strong protection force wanted to do, and after forcing himself to stop, he turned a blind eye, obviously their port still had a lot of empty seats.

It wasn't until a small boat with a flag with a sun and moon pattern came over that he let go of his worries, and the other party showed that he had no malicious intentions, and as for the shelling he had been shelled before, he must have offended the rules of this ancient country.

It was only then that Fidel remembered to learn about the customs of the kingdom so as not to offend certain people. At this time, he was also glad that there was still an interpreter on his ship. The translator, a Chinese resident in Manila who knew Spanish, was included in the fleet.

"Quick, go and call Mr. Zhou over." Seeing the other party's personnel climb up the rope ladder, Fidel shouted loudly in Spanish, for fear that he would snub the other party and be listed as persona non grata and denied entry to the port. Fidel knew exactly how important this tentative exploration was.

As the leader of this fleet, Fidel knew that the governor attached great importance to this matter, as the most important participant in the Ming trade, Spain suffered extremely heavy losses after the shipping route was blocked, if he still failed this time, he could not connect with the Ming Dynasty, and the two sides joined forces to defeat the pirates and open up the shipping route, and the governor would consider gathering Spain's forces in the Americas to ensure the smooth navigation route.

Therefore, each of the armed merchant ships that came this time was equipped with an interpreter, in order to ensure that the goodwill of the Governor of Manila could be accurately conveyed after the final arrival in Daming.

Soon, Mr. Zhou, the interpreter, came over, Mr. Zhou's name is Zhou Dawei, taking the meaning of promising, since his father's generation, because of the life forced to go to sea to make a living, and Zhou Dawei has mastered many languages since he was a child, Spanish is one of them, since then, he has lived a life of interpreter.

He didn't come here this time, he was completely forced by the Spaniards, oh no, the big Franco. It's just that there is no way, the Chinese who are begging for a living overseas are actually very miserable, they are suppressed and guarded by the colonizers in all aspects, and they are smart and diligent, and they are jealous of the natives who are delicious and lazy and are naturally unwilling to use their brains.

However, from time to time, they themselves have the idea of the Heavenly Empire, although they have to beg for a living under the hands of Spain, they are not subdued, and for the natives, they don't look down on it. The Chinese like to huddle, and it is this kind of huddle that makes them never really integrate into the local area, and survive in a more unique way, surviving in the cracks.

Mastering a variety of foreign languages, including even some local vernaculars, Zhou Dawei has become a scarce talent, even in front of Fidel, he still maintains his own faint pride.

At this time, the Chinese were completely different from the Chinese who begged for a life overseas at the end of the Qing Dynasty in the later generations, and in the Nanyang region, the Ming Dynasty and their ties were not severed, and from time to time, there were some tributes, so the influence of the Ming Dynasty never faded from this place.

Even if they are colonizers, they will not be too much to these exiled Chinese, they don't know how the behemoth of the Ming Dynasty will react if these people are moved.

Such a fragile balance was not until 1603, when Wanli had just completed the three major levies, when the treasury was empty, Wanli began to want to collect commercial taxes, and the mine supervisors who were thrown and scolded began at that time. At that time, due to trade, countless merchants brought back a large amount of silver from Manila, so it was spread that there were silver mines in Luzon, and even attracted some officials of the Ming Dynasty to go to sea to investigate.

As a result, Spain, who was very worried that they would lose Luzon, first bought the weapons of the local Chinese at a high price, and then colluded with the local natives to eradicate the Chinese whom they regarded as their internal response, so a massacre occurred.

At that time, because the three major expeditions had just ended, the Ming could not afford to send troops overseas, but they still did their best and sent a letter of state, "Report to Retriev the Luzon Prisoner Shang Shu" to condemn the governor of Manila. With his own clear attitude, Wanli supported the local Chinese, and also threatened each other with various conditions.

After all, this made the Spanish colonizers restrain a little, but this verbal condemnation was still not as powerful as the actual military intervention, and since then, the status of the Chinese has deteriorated, although it is still higher than the local natives, but it has changed from a relationship similar to that of colonizer partners to subordination.

It is indeed a partner, most of the Chinese, except for a small number of forced to go overseas, a large part of them are voluntary, they move the handicraft industry to Manila, produce nearby, and chase high profits.

The impact of this massacre was very far-reaching, not only for the Chinese in Luzon, but also in other places, including the Indochina Peninsula, the Malay Peninsula and other indigenous countries where there were state forms and civilizations, and the status of the Chinese was declining. From the status of an aristocratic person, to the level of an ordinary wealthy businessman.

Under the eaves, he had to bow his head, and Zhou Dawei was powerless to change the changes in the surrounding environment, so he had to restrain the arrogance of the Heavenly Empire, hide it in his heart, and live honestly. Therefore, although he was forced to come to Spain on a merchant ship, Zhou Dawei was still very conscientious, endured the fear and panic of the past few days, and was on call.

He didn't know where his destination was this time, so when he saw the arrogant little official standing proudly in the bow of the boat, dressed in a kudzu cloth soap coat, and his toes were arrogant, his whole body trembled, and he was completely stunned.

Yes, this color is monotonous, with a scarf dress.

Yes, those eyes that are full of slickness and oiliness, and whose eyes are like knives, are about to be scraped off you.

Yes, this attitude towards the people at the bottom, high above, giving what is needed.

This is the image of the little officials who often come into contact with the people in the government, and it is also the person that his father often talks about. Zhou Dawei's father often compared these petty officials with the Spanish colonizers, and always used adjectives several times that of the petty officials in the family to describe the greed of the Spaniards.

Therefore, Zhou Dawei remembered this kind of thing very well, and it was also very vivid, so when he saw this person who climbed onto the boat, although his face was strained, he still couldn't hide the accustomed smile, and the image of the past in his mind was combined.

This is Daming!

These Spaniards worked hard and broke through many encirclements and suppressions, just to come to the land of Daming?

Zhou Dawei was suddenly excited, trembling, and the blood all over his body seemed to be burning, this is Da Ming, Da Ming! Oh my hometown!

"Follow the guide boat, do not trespass, violators will bear the consequences." Suddenly, the little official said something coldly, and regardless of whether the other party could understand it or not, he climbed down again and returned to the boat.

"Mr. Zhou, what did this Ming man say?" While Zhou Dawei's eyes were still moist and stunned, Fidel smiled and asked kindly.

"Huh?" Zhou Dawei reacted in vain, realizing that the captain was talking to himself, he instinctively wanted to bend down and translate it in a respectful tone, but when the words came to his mouth, he somehow became bold in his heart, and his words changed.

He shouted, "Keep up, keep up." ”

"Ahh Field was stunned for a moment, and was angered by the other party's tone and attitude, but when he thought of the thick five water columns just now, he endured all kinds of anger.

It's just that he didn't dare to do anything to Zhou Da, but he poured his anger on others. "Fools, don't you understand people, hurry up and paddle and keep up with the boat ahead."

Under the captain's roar, the sailors were urged to jump, and in a short time they were deep into the long oars from the original gun window, and the sailors began to rock desperately, following the boat in front of them.

The imaginary anger did not hit, which made Zhou Dawei happy and surprised. It's just that none of this compares to the joy of seeing the coastal land of his hometown, and he didn't think about the meaning of Fidel's action just now, but just looked at the surrounding land and buildings over and over again with tears in his eyes.

Following the guidance of the boat, the armed merchant ship Hometown sailed into a bay, docked next to a pier, lowered the sails, dropped anchor, boarded the planks, and disembarked from the ship.

Soon, Sun Chuanting came over with people, for the sake of safety, he brought a team of soldiers over, brand-new mandarin duck jackets and leather armor, so that these soldiers in old-style military uniforms still look very energetic, they lined up in a neat line, spearmen in front, archers in the back, forming a small phalanx.

The general of Jiangsu city defense is Qin Bangping, they are Qin Liangyu's younger brothers, to a certain extent, they are also Zhu Youxiao's descendants, and there are many similar old-style equipment in the arsenal of the Beijing Division, which are all waste products in front of Zhu Youxiao, who established the new Central Army, so they were all issued to the city defense army.

As one of the only three city defense forces at that time, Qin Bangping really got a lot, and all of them were armed to his subordinates, including the city defense army stationed in the port.

When he got off the ship, Fidel was shocked by the neat pace at first, but when he saw their equipment clearly, he was a little ridiculous, and he hung the corners of his mouth with a trace of disdain, what is the use of the formation in a neat formation, it is still a bow and arrow, and it is an ancient phalanx of spears and firearms, if the Ming Dynasty is equipped with such a level, then I really want to suggest that the Governor General, transfer the army from the Americas, and capture the Ming Dynasty.

Fidel's expression made Zhou Dawei, who was familiar with these Spanish ghosts, panic, and he knew at a glance what the other party was thinking, whether it was looting or occupying. He had seen the power of the ghost army, and the platoon of guns could be repelled and scattered no matter how many natives charged.

Although the army of the Ming Dynasty is neat and good-looking, and the armor on its body is also bright, but no matter how thick the armor is, it can be compared with firearms, and when a row of guns comes, these armies will collapse.

"What can I do about this?" Zhou Dawei was frightened in his heart, but there was nothing he could do. I can only pray for Da Ming in private, so that God can bless my hometown and not be invaded by Spain.

Sun Chuanting, who was striding over, didn't know the thoughts that were swirling in the minds of these two people, even if he knew that he would laugh and joke, this was just the second-line army of the Ming Dynasty, and it was also the second-line army of the grass-created grass, the real elite, who was catching the Mongols in the north and beating them.

Do you know the Mongols, who fought all over the world, but they were defeated at the hands of the founding emperor of my Ming Dynasty, and were driven out of the pass by those who lost their armor and returned to the steppe to drink the northwest wind.

It is precisely because of the expulsion of the Mongols and the recapture of the world from the Mongols that the legitimacy of the Ming Dynasty is extremely righteous in the entire history of China, and this kind of legal system can be compared with it, that is, the Han Dynasty.

Eh, Qin Dynasty, Qin Dynasty is also counted!

For the Ming Dynasty, the vast majority of young officials have a deep sense of identity, and it is precisely because of this that although Zhu Youxiao's drastic reforms are very opposed, there are still not many people who really rise up to rebel, far less than Wang Mang's new policy.

There is no son of the plane to compete with him for the world. Maybe Wang Siyuan had a hint of it, but he hit the street.

Well, that's all nonsense.

Sun Chuanting smiled and looked at Fidel who walked down, the linen hair color and dark blue eyes made him feel strange, but he still welcomed him warmly, "Welcome to come from afar, this official is Sun Chuanting, the director of the Shanghai Customs Administration, and at the same time, he is also the manager of this port, you can come to me if you have any confusion." ”

Fidel smiled and nodded, and the complex Chinese language became a kind of bird language in his ears, although pleasant to the ear.

Although Zhou Dawei next to him mastered many Chinese, he obviously did not have the ability to translate simultaneously, and when Sun Chuanting finished speaking, he began to translate slowly.

Although the missionaries had stayed in Macao to learn the local language so that they could go with them, it was clear that Fidel, a merchant of many years and a small businessman, had not thought it necessary for him to learn a complex language before this operation.

If he really had this ability, he would not be a merchant, but a clergyman or a subordinate of the nobility. Of course, as a Spaniard, Fidel didn't trust the translator beside him very much, but there was no way, the Spanish captain who knew Chinese had already died with his ship in the previous two consecutive encirclements.

In this era, due to the backwardness of gunpowder weapons, although naval warfare has become mainly long-range artillery warfare, the occasional gang-hopping and hand-to-hand combat have not been abandoned.

This can be seen from the later films, Pirates of the Caribbean.

Therefore, the tactics adopted by Zheng Zhilong do not seem to be very old-fashioned, at most they are a little out of keeping up with the trend, but this kind of tactics that cannot keep up with the trend are extremely practical and effective in front of their huge number of warships.

A large number of warships come up and let you have hundreds of cannons, as long as your warships are not enough to destroy a large number of warships at one time, then you have to endure a large number of fireship attacks and the battleships approaching, and then there will be a gang jump.

This is also the reason why Zhu Youxiao has been accumulating battleships, not because he doesn't want to enter the South Seas, but because he can't catch it. If you want to say that there are more than a dozen or twenty or even forty or fifty warships, Spain, the Dutch East India Company, Britain, and Portugal, they can all take it out, but when you think about the Qing Dynasty, the coast of China was still under the control of pirates, and you know their strength at this time.

It's not that Zhu Youxiao doesn't want to fight pirates, but now is not the time.

"Your Excellency the Governor, we have come here with good intentions, for trade." Fidel said with the unhappiness in his heart. Later, Zhou Dawei translated his Spanish into Chinese, which he did not understand. As he translated, Fidel was again skeptical.

"This Chinese won't distort my words." He thought suspiciously, and a panic rose in his heart, how many wars were caused by the distortion of diplomatic discourse.

Fortunately, contrary to what he imagined, the Ming official on the opposite side did not change color and detained him, but just explained with a smile that the title of governor on his side could not be used indiscriminately, and he was a very senior official at that time, and he was only a port manager, not a governor who was caught by the military and government.

This explanation relieved Fidel, but the doubts in his heart deepened, is it still a governor to be in charge of a port? What is the Governor of Manila, who has more wealth than count, the Governor of Batavia?

However, this little doubt could not stop the friendly exchanges between the two sides, in later diplomatic terms, Sun Chuanting, the director of customs of the Ming Dynasty, and Fidel, a great businessman of Spain, had an in-depth and friendly exchange, and the two sides exchanged their views on trade and reached a preliminary agreement.

After a general understanding, Sun Chuanting finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, it seems that the three customs ports opened in the Ming Dynasty have become famous and spread to the mouths of foreigners, as long as this transaction is successful, then there will be more people in the future.

"However, it seems that the cultivation of interpreters is also a very important thing, and we must start to prepare, otherwise we will not be able to understand the words of these red-haired people in the future." Although Fidel did not have red hair on his body, Sun Chuanting still stubbornly followed the old name.

"This interpreter around Fidel seems to be a good candidate." Obviously, Zhou Dawei's race and ability were noticed by him in the process of communication.

"Mr. Fidel, please let this official do a little bit of landlord friendship." Sun Chuanting stretched out his hand, the first person to come to eat crabs, the treatment is always better, and our customs chief is counting on the other party to beat the reputation.

"Okay." Fidel responded with good as a stream.

Da-da-da-da!

However, at this time, a fast horse galloped in the port, and the horseshoe trampled the concrete road surface sonorously, and behind him, a big order was waving in the wind.