Chapter 265 Who to scare?

The one named Juan Chandler was indescribably happy when he saw Gonzalez, an old fox, make a fool of himself in front of his eyes, and was greatly ridiculed by the Governor.

Now, the adult ordered his own generals again, and handed over such a stylish thing to himself, in his opinion, this is simply a face-to-face humiliation of Gonzalez.

Chandler rubbed his hands together in excitement, and immediately after leaving the barracks, he gathered his men in a hurry.

Some people are happy and some are sad!

Governor Fesussa's move did make Gonzalez's expression gloomy and unprecedentedly depressed.

Juan Chandler was not yet forty years old, and although he was not yet qualified to be a member of the council, Gonzalez saw the renegade as a dangerous man.

Chandler had been working as a pirate in Sumatra for the past few years, with a total of three sailboats under his command, and after a few years of hard work, he had amassed a lot of wealth, although he had been licking blood for many years.

In recent years, the Ming Empire has declined, and there are fewer and fewer Asian merchant ships like fat sheep.

Most of the remaining ones on the major routes were some large merchant ships from the major Western giants whose firepower far surpassed that of the pirate ships, and he could not afford to offend them easily, so he gradually had the idea of retreating.

The year before last, he came to Macao to sell stolen goods, and when he saw that the business here was very good, he decided to wash his hands in a golden basin, and also bought a shop, based on Macao to run various businesses.

Unlike old-school merchants such as Gonzalez, Chandler was not interested in general goods such as ceramics and tea, and his way of making a fortune lay in smuggling.

Because of his familiarity with the Dutch people, he was able to easily obtain all kinds of prohibited items, except for silk and ironware, Chandler mainly engaged in the smuggling of firearms, gunpowder, copper, and antiques of all kinds.

In this way, he moved the cheese of Gonzalez and others.

In fact, Gonzalez and other old merchants, on the premise of completing the trade volume of ordinary goods, really made a windfall of smuggling.

It's just that they have to satisfy the domestic demand for Oriental consumer goods and take care of the face of the benevolent church, and everyone knows that they don't look as ugly as Chandler.

But when Chandler did this, everyone's business was greatly affected.

His various price advantages not only caused vicious competition, but even the rules that had always been held together for warmth, unanimously with the outside world, and collectively blocked the trade between the Netherlands and the Ming continent were broken by him.

As a result, the two sides repeatedly fought several times, and even used force at sea, and the ships of both sides opened fire.

However, although Chandler's qualifications are shallow, he is a pirate who has just come ashore, and there are as many as two or three hundred old brothers who can still fight hard, and he is a Portuguese, so he secretly has some support from those in power.

Therefore, after several battles, Gonzalez suffered a loss, and Chandler was even more emboldened and reckless.

Gonzalez hated it, but he couldn't help it.

Now, Governor Faissa favors one over the other, worrying Gonzalez.

"Does this indicate that the Macau authorities' policies are a bellwether?"

Gonzalez thought dejectedly.

Could it be that for the sake of the dispute between Spain and Portugal, even the threat of the Dutch as a foreigner was ignored?

In fact, the old Gonzalez was really dizzy, he didn't realize it later, and he never saw that the Portuguese authorities really thought so.

All he knew was that the Dutch had broken away from the rule of the Kingdom of Spain more than seventy years ago and had become traitors to the Kingdom.

However, in fact, the Dutch people still paid tribute every year, and remained like a vassal state until the year before, when they were too much to control, and the Spanish king officially recognized the independence of the Netherlands.

The Portuguese, on the other hand, have been on their own for a whole decade!

From this point of view, it is really difficult to say which of the Dutch and Portuguese is their foreign nationality of the Spaniards.

……

Soon, the ambitious Chandler went out of the city with nearly a hundred men, armed with knives and guns.

At this time, there was a lot of vacant land in Macao, and it was not enough to reclaim land like in later generations, so after leaving the city through an alley, the group walked a short distance along the coastline of the pier and came to the vicinity of the Pak Wan Pier.

Ahead was Lane 9, and in the hazy night, the row of warehouses could be faintly seen, and Chandler raised his hand and motioned for everyone to stop.

It was a barren tidal flat, long out of the protection of the fort, with a few wrecked dinghys and some scrapped timber on the beach, which were used as cover.

Chandler motioned for everyone to disperse, and they all crouched behind the broken ship and stood by.

It's not early, and listening to the eyeliner, those Ming people are not ordinary people, not only do they have a fire hammer in their hands, but they even wear helmets and leather boots, and they all look very strong.

He didn't want to rush over and eat the gun recklessly, so it was safer to wait for the soldiers sent by the Governor to suppress the formation to arrive.

Of the hundred or so people under him, nearly half were locals, and there were only a few dozen old brothers who had been pirates with him.

Two of his gunboats had sailed to Canton to do business with the king of Pingnan, taking with them many experienced sailors, leaving only one anchored in the harbor.

The anxious Chandler smoked paper cigarette after cigarette until the third one was almost finished, and it was completely dark......

Amid Chandler's whispered curses, the garrison finally arrived.

It was a small squad, only about thirty men, in a straight uniform, a flintlock pistol, and a long bayonet on the body.

After communication, the arrogant squad leader said that his men were only responsible for guarding the open area in the back, for the simple reason that their flintlock pistols were not suitable for street fighting.

"A bunch of cowards!"

Chandler cursed hatefully.

Helplessly, Chandler let out a low shout, and the crowd dispersed, starting with the locals, and slowly outflanked the warehouse, behind them, the garrison squad with flintlock muskets, lined up neatly, and followed behind......

"What man, stop!"

In the darkness of the night, a short, powerful whisper came.

At the entrance of the alley in front, a few figures turned out.

"Who are you waiting for?"

Chandler swooped down, pulled out his handcuffs, and shouted in broken Cantonese Mandarin.

He is very smart, and after only two years of coming, he has learned the local Cantonese, and he can speak a little bit of simple Mandarin.

"Stop! If you go any further, you'll shoot! ”

The other party didn't answer his words at all, but just shouted indifferently and majestically.

Shoot? Who to scare!

"Made, this is the envoy of the Governor of Malai,"

Chandler angrily showed his hole cards, "You wait for the Mingren, you have been ordered to leave the country, I count dozens of them, put down the fire gun and surrender, otherwise there will be no mercy!" ”

"Repeat! Hold it! Shoot if you go again! ”

There was still a short whisper in front, but the sound became cold, and then, with a bang, there was a sound of bolt loading.

"Made, this, there is no way to communicate at all!"

Chandler's face struggled.

has been rampant along the coast of Daming for many years, and this is the first time he has seen this meeting!

In the past few years, the Ming people, from the government to the common people, are not used to cowering when they see foreigners?

Looking back at the neat row of soldiers behind him, the bayonet array glowed.

After a slight hesitation, Chandler waved his hand forward and shouted, "Up! ”

"Poof!"

There was a muffled sound on the roof in the distance, and a bullet grazed Chandler's ear, and a local who had just taken a step forward next to him snorted and fell to the ground......

Chandler reacted quickly, dodged and hid in the ...... Behind the crowd.

"Wait...... Actually shot and resisted arrest? The army is here, aren't you afraid of turning into powder? ”

The fact that the other party really dared to shoot made Chandler feel disgraced and ashamed.

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