Chapter Twenty-Six: Blocking the Door

Of course, before making this decision, they also carefully weighed the risks of the trip. In the eyes of this group of Portuguese who feel that they have conquered half the world, although the strength of the Ming navy is much stronger than that of Japan, it is still not enough.

What Jiangnan Group's fleet, no matter how strong it is, can it be stronger than Zeng Yi? Nearly one-third of Zeng's soldiers were armed with a variety of firearms, including arquebuses. The ship is also equipped with artillery such as the Franc machine, which can be called the elite of the Asian naval army.

Zeng's fleet of forty ships and 1,500 people was no match for a carrak galleon, so why did the Jiangnan Group dare to argue with them?

Therefore, after receiving a promise from Juntada Omura to open the port of Nagasaki and donate the land within three miles of the port to the church, the Portuguese happily agreed to his request.

During the time they were stationed in Futianpu, Juntada Omura regularly sent supplies and rewards, and also sent Japanese women to work on the ship, except for the fact that the wind and waves in this ghost place are too strong, even just being stationed will make people seasick, everything is so beautiful.

Until recently, news came from Tamna Island that the Jiangnan group of the Ming Dynasty had formed a large fleet to protect their shipping routes. It was only later that the Portuguese began to feel a little uneasy when they heard that their fleet could knock down a hill with a single salvo.

But after discussion, they determined that this must have been deliberately bragged by the deceitful Ming Dynasty. What level of artillery in the Ming Dynasty, they know very well. Those clumsy cast-iron cannons don't have their rapid-fire guns at their muzzles...... That is, how can it be so powerful?

So they decided to ignore it and continue to anchor.

However, the news brought by Father Torres this time completely disturbed the two captains.

Pinto picks up a slice of 'Belรฉm pastry' and chews it slowly in his mouth...... This sweet custard tart, browned in the oven, sprinkled with cinnamon and served with a black, tar-like coffee, is the most popular afternoon tea in Lisbon's high society.

But the Belรฉn pastry, which always satisfies him on weekdays, suddenly it is not fragrant - this time the news of the destruction of the Goto Navy and the razing of Jiangchuan Castle to the ground is from the Japanese themselves, and it is impossible for the Ming Dynasty to brag about it.

The captain of a Karak ship must have a cool head, excellent judgment, and above-level strategic ability. Alone again, Pinto could not really underestimate the enemy.

As he pondered silently where to stay, he asked Torres, "Father, what do you mean by Don Romeo?" โ€

"He wants you to move to Yokoseura and stop the Ming fleet from sailing into Omura Bay." Fr. Torres said bluntly: "Of course, this is only his own opinion, and the Church will not interfere with your judgment. "The Jesuits and the colonial fleet were interdependent symbioses, and the old priest could still figure out which was near and farther.

"It's better not to." Colonel Pinto said categorically: "Before we thoroughly understand the strength of the other party, we should not rashly engage the Ming Dynasty fleet, and it is best to stay in Futianpu!" โ€

As he spoke, he smiled unashamedly: "Actually, if the church can agree, I even want to pull out the anchor and go to sea immediately...... As you know, the warships in the harbor are like lions stuck in the quagmire, too easy to attack, not to mention that this Fukudaura does not even have any coastal defense. โ€

"Makes sense." Father Torres nodded and said, "Child, don't worry about the church, do what you want." Although the church always has its own ideas, no one wants to put you warriors who are opening up territory for the Lord in danger. โ€

"Thank you, there are fewer and fewer reasonable priests like you these days." Colonel Pinto gave Father Torres an appreciative look. Those Jesuit fanatics wish they could conquer Japan immediately, and then use Japan as a springboard to conquer the Ming Dynasty, and let the damned Ming Emperor be baptized as soon as possible!

"At my age, I know the importance of patience, and there are some things that cannot be done in a generation." Fr. Torres smiled kindly: "When we came to Japan with Father Xavier, in order to gain the trust of those daimyos, we had to shave our hair and beard, put on monk's robes and rosaries, and consider ourselves a distant branch of Buddhism. โ€

"When Father Xavier left, there were only a few hundred baptized lambs in all of Japan. But with the foundation he laid, there are now 300,000 believers in Japan, and we can also preach openly as clergy, and have many daimyo baptized. After a pause, he smiled proudly: "This is a great progress, even if the exclusive pastoral area of Nagasaki is soaked in soup this time, we still don't need to be too anxious...... There will always be opportunities. โ€

"Of course, we will still try to fulfill our promise to Don Romeo." Colonel Pinto held up his coffee cup.

"Of course, the premise is to keep yourself safe." The priest also raised his coffee cup and touched him for a moment.

"Of course......" Pinto smiled happily, every respected Jesuit was so worthy of respect.

He took a sip of his cup of coffee, and was about to give Alfonso the order to pull the anchor, when the door slammed open, and his adjutant ran in with a panicked expression.

"Oh no, Captain, there's a fleet of ships of unknown origin outside Fukudaura!"

"What?!" Pinto's hand twitched, and black coffee spilled on the lace on his chest.

Ignoring the distress of his expensive dress, he wiped his chest with a silk handkerchief, and at the same time stood up in a hurry, took three steps and made two steps, and went to the top deck of the stern. Hands and feet quickly climbed along the side support cables of the aftermast, and climbed to the high rear lookout.

Then, in the direction pointed by the lookout, he put his hand on the pergola and looked into the distance against the blowing northwest wind.

Sure enough, I saw a large fleet of ships outside the bay, quickly heading south with full sails.

"How many boats?" Pinto asked aloud.

"Fifty-one Chinese sailboats." Europeans don't have telescopes yet, they rely on lookouts to stand tall and see far. The lookout hurriedly replied, "Twenty great fortune boats, one Wanhu blacktail boat, and some small boats!" โ€

They often operate in the waters of Fujian and Guangdong, so they naturally know the ships of the Ming Dynasty well.

"Why did you find out so late?!" Pinto asked, somewhat annoyed.

"They came out from the north, and my view was blocked by the mountains...... "The lookout said timidly.

"Idiot!" Pinto scolded, ignoring his anger, looked at the distance between friend and foe, and quickly calculated, and climbed down from the side support rope.

Alfonso and the priest also followed him to the deck, staring at him solemnly.

"Gentlemen, tea time is over. Give the order now, and the gunners are ready to fight! Captain Pinto gave the order to the adjutant in a deep voice, and then to Alfoncable: "Hurry back to your ship and prepare for battle." โ€

After a pause, he said in an accentuated tone: "This ghost weather, mainly depends on you to cover it!" โ€

"Yes, Colonel! Oriental beauties will defend the Duke of Goa to the death! Alfonso immediately bowed and hurried down the stern.

At the same time, the Duke of Goa sounded the earth-shattering brass trumpet, and the sailors who had taken shelter from the wind below deck swarmed out and quickly took their places.

Seeing that Captain Pinto had not given the order to raise the sails, Father Torres asked: "My child, aren't you going to go?" โ€

"It's too late, Father." Pinto said with a gloomy face: "It's a headwind, and we can't get out of the bay at all." You can only hold on to the spot and wait until the wind direction changes before breaking through. โ€

"I see, may the Lord bless you!" Torres nodded, and quickly pinched the cross and recited a word to give him a subdue.

Pinto didn't bother to feel the Lord's brilliance anymore, he pursed his lips and stared at the approaching enemy ships, thinking about what to do.

The Karak galleon carried 500 people. But there were only a few dozen Portuguese among them, and with the hired English and Dutch crews, there were less than a hundred Europeans.

The rest were sailors bought from South Asia and India, as well as a few Chinese who worked as accountants and businessmen on the ship...... Because of the poor living conditions of sailors and the number of deaths from disease, the Governor of Macao was unwilling to leave the Ming Dynasty government to enslave the Han Chinese. And how cheap it is to use the 'South Asian monkeys', so they never hire Ming sailors.

In fact, the Portuguese also have a consideration, that is, the Ming Dynasty people learned things too fast, and they were worried that the shipbuilding and navigation techniques they relied on across the sea would be learned by the Ming Dynasty......

The most skilled gunners were, of course, all Portuguese. As for the heavy work of carrying shells and resetting cannons, they were left to those Nanyang natives and sailors.

On the third deck, a cannon window was pushed open, and a door long-barreled snake cannon was pushed out. The well-trained crew quickly completed the preparation for the firing of the gun.

But Pinto would not have given the order to open fire, because the distance was too far to make a splash, and the carrak galleon was too tall to roll on such a windy day, and if it fired a volley upwind, the center of gravity would tilt and the ship would collapse.

So if you really want to fire, you have to count on the Oriental Beauty on the side, the kind of Galen ship has canceled the bow tower, and the stern is almost hidden in the hull. The center of gravity is greatly reduced, and this problem does not exist.

Of course, it would be best if we could delay the time through consultations without firing fire. On such a strong windy day, the galleon that is blocked downwind is too passive. There are too many younger brothers' overlord suits, and the priest's tyrannical clothes can't offset them......

Captain Pinto hurriedly ordered the boat to be lowered, and sent the adjutant and several Chinese crew members to meet the imposing fleet with the white flag that was used all over the world to negotiate.

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The one who came was naturally Zhao Hao's punishment fleet, and after they destroyed Jiangchuan City, they didn't even bother to clean up the battlefield, so they raced against time and quickly came east.

But unfortunately, the wind stopped on the way, and Zhao Hao and the others were dumbfounded. This is where the lack of autonomous power comes in โ€“ despite the high efficiency of the Chinese hard sail and the ability to sail against the wind. But if there is no wind, you can only catch the blind and be at the mercy of the current......

The powerful Japanese Warm Current carried them to the northern tip of the Nishibiki Peninsula, 80 miles away from Fukudaura, in the Yokoseura area. That's why Omura was so frightened that he hurriedly begged Father Torres to ask the Portuguese galleons to hurry north to help. He thought that the next target of the Ming Dynasty was himself......

Who knew that Zhao Hao and they were purely passive. The Punishment Fleet had no interest in venturing through the thin Pintail Strait to find Juntada Omura, who was hiding in the inland sea of Omura Bay.

Therefore, as soon as the wind came, the fleet immediately hung up its sails and headed south, and under the guidance of the guide, it went straight to Futianura.

It's also a mistake and a wrong move, and he actually caught a Franc machine off guard!

P.S. It's gone today. I thought the National Day holiday would be over on the 7th. It turns out that there is one more day today, woo woo...... Tomorrow you can finally be clean, right?