What the!

Jin Wenbo listened to the sailor's shouting in horror, not to mention him, it was the sailor in the brothel, especially the senior crew members who were even more surprised.

"What do you say? When was this news? ”

If it's for the average reader. Maybe you don't know where Annan is? But this time for those princely states in the South Seas. Jin Wenbo always had some understanding, knowing that there were ports such as Hoi An, and that there were also foreign merchant ships going to do business.

"Fifteen days ago, the "St. Martin" encountered a Chinese fleet in Annam, which was particularly large, with dozens of warships! They replenish supplies there, and all the warships are European, so to speak, they have never seen such a large fleet in Asia. It is very rare even in Europe. ”

The sailor's words surprised the others.

"My God, why do they have such a large fleet?"

When someone was surprised again, someone reminded him.

"Have you forgotten that they just won the naval battle of Keelung!"

The victory in that naval battle had no effect on the place. But it has been known that China has another maritime power, and although they don't know what kind of changes it will bring to the sea, at least for now, it will not have any impact on Macau.

But now this fleet has sailed as far as Annam. This is completely outside the traditional navigation range of China's maritime powers, so much so that some of them have to consider the changes that may be taking place in this sea.

"I know, of course I do, but, at this time, shouldn't they be in the harbor to fix up? When did they arrive in Annam? ”

After the ship leaves the port, unless it is a fixed route on the vast sea, it will lose contact with the land. Because Keelung was not a necessary route for Dutch ships to go to Japan, they didn't know when Jiangbei's fleet departed, and they were naturally extremely surprised to hear that they appeared in Annam at this time.

"And they're continuing to sail south. If that's right, they should have reached Malacca by now. ”

"Malacca? Where is Malacca? ”

After a moment of shock, Jin Wenbo asked Ruiz beside him.

"A small country in Southeast Asia, a must-stop on your way to the Indian Ocean."

Ruiz said casually, then sighed.

"My friend, I am afraid that Southeast Asia will be very lively in the future, after all, now there is another group of people, I am afraid that only God knows what Southeast Asia will be like after the Chinese enter!"

As a second officer, Ruiz is sensitive to consciousness, Southeast Asia may undergo fundamental changes, after all, in the past hundred years, it is precisely because the Chinese have stayed away from there that Westerners have filled the gap there, and now, the appearance of Chinese in Southeast Asia is itself a signal.

What could this signal be?

No one knows, but everyone knows it very well. The presence of Chinese on that sea will bring fundamental changes to that sea. The Europeans will no longer be the rulers of that sea, they will have to face the challenges from Chinese, if not differently, Chinese share the benefits there.

Although there have been Chinese merchant ships in the past, this time it was the Chinese fleet that appeared there.

Looking at Jin Wenbo in front of him, Ruiz, who was a little drunk, suddenly said with a smile.

"My friend, now may be the best time for you to enter the nautical industry, your fleet will be a game-changer there!"

What are the rules of the game there?

Jin Wenbo didn't know, but the other party's words made him a little worried, now, Jiangbei's fleet appeared there, would it affect his plan?

Thinking of this, a trace of sadness immediately flashed on his face, and his heart was full of doubts - why did they sail to Southeast Asia after just fighting a naval battle?

Why did they get there?

Could it be that they also knew that no, they naturally could not have known his intentions. It's just a coincidence.

But such a coincidence made Jin Wenbo feel a trace of danger, and he even felt that all this would bring a lot of risks to the future transfer of the Jin family to Europe.

"Could it be that those people are going to Europe too?"

Jin Wenbo muttered to himself in his heart. Of course, as soon as this thought came to him, he immediately dismissed it, they did not need to go to Europe at all, after all, the current situation was more favorable for them.

"But why are they going there?"

After Jin Wenbo, who was puzzled, left the bar, he looked at the foreign ships in the port, and there was only one thought left in his heart at this moment.

"We have to hurry, hurry! Get out of here before they rule the South Seas...... It can't be delayed any longer! ”

In the past month, a huge fleet of more than 50 Western-style warships and a number of bird ships sailed on the waters of the South Sea, and after receiving supplies at the port of Annam, it set sail again and sailed towards Malacca under the command of Thomas and other officers of the Western-style fleet.

"On June 26 of the 14th year of Yongli, two hundred years after the Three Treasure Eunuchs, the fleet of the Ming Dynasty appeared in this sea area, but despite this, whenever they arrived at those ports, the natives of the vassal states would always be amazed by the huge fleet of the Ming Dynasty, such as the Vietnamese, and they were even more cautious to provide all the conveniences for the fleet, so as not to anger the Admiral Wang, so they would always do everything possible to serve the truth, and today we know that the people who are feared by the feudal Yi are not the education of China, but the armed forces of China......"

In the cabin, although the sun outside the cabin is like a fire, but because of the open window in the cabin, there is no stuffiness, for Qu Dajun, who is the "driver", he is naturally entitled to an independent cabin - although the cabin is narrow can only put down a bed, a small desk, but even so, for the vast majority of people on the ship, it is still a privilege, after all, the sailors without exception sleep in the hammock, and the hammock needs to be put away every day, It was unimaginable for a sailor to rest in a separate cabin compared to the sailors who slept in a hammock next to the artillery, but it was because of this that he had the time and opportunity to write down what he saw and heard during the voyage.

And a month after leaving Annam, during this long voyage, Qu Dajun had time to revise his previous travelogue, after all, even he needed some way to pass the time.

Of course, this also gave him first-hand information on this trip to the south, which was sometimes not inferior to the Navy's logbook, after all, he wrote it in more detail than the logbook.

"Maybe in a few decades, when people will learn about this history from their own records."

Just when Qu Dajun was talking to himself, there was a sudden commotion on the deck.

"Land! Land ......"

In the midst of the noise, the sailors rushed to the side one after another, and even the captains ordered the bells to be ringed, and everyone looked at the land, although their voyage was not far from the coast, but the land that appeared in front of them at this time still made everyone seem a little excited, after all, they had not seen land for a while.

As the fleet headed towards the green-shrouded land, the fishermen looked at the huge fleet with horror as the fishing boats were fishing on the sea, and although they had seen merchant ships from various countries here countless times, they had never seen such a large fleet.

And on one of the fishing boats, Zhang Dajun, who was originally fishing, was stunned by this huge fleet, but suddenly, his tears flowed.

"Ade, Ade, look, look, it's the ship of the Ming Dynasty! It's the ship of the Ming Dynasty! ”

Pointing to the flag on the boat, Zhang Dajun pulled his teenage son and shouted excitedly, he even hurriedly rowed the paddle and rowed towards the fleet, and asked loudly when there were still dozens of feet away from the fleet.

"This ship is the official army of the Ming Dynasty! But the officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty! ”

As a Han Chinese, Zhang Dajun left Guangzhou with his people when he fell to Guangzhou more than ten years ago, and finally settled here, relying on fishing in a foreign land. For many years, he never imagined that he would one day meet the officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty here.

It was almost impossible, and he didn't even think about it. But now all this reminded him clearly. The impossible became a reality. Reminder, what he is facing now is the official army of the Ming Dynasty.

Standing on the Western-style warship with sincere fear, looking at the Western cannons on the side, Zhang Dajun and his son Zhang De both looked a little nervous, especially Zhang Dajun, he found that the officers and soldiers on this ship were completely different from the Ming officers and soldiers in his memory, but even so, he still seemed a little excited.

"The army, the military master is really the Ming official army?"

Again, Zhang Dajun asked with some confusion.

"Do you see the banner of Daming on the mast?"

After knowing what this person said from the Guangdong interpreter who accompanied the ship, he pointed to the "Ming" flag on the mast, and looked at this compatriot who had gone to a foreign country, Wang Anmin said with a smile.

If it weren't for the sight of that, I wouldn't have dared to come here.

Zhang Dajun thought to himself in his heart.

"What is this place?"

Because Zhang Dajun is a Cantonese and does not speak official language, he can only rely on interpretation for communication, and Wang Anmin can be said to have a deep understanding of this, and even in Nanjing, many of Zheng Jun's generals have to rely on translation because they can only speak Hokkien and do not understand officials.

The reason why there is an interpreter on the fleet is also simple, most of the Chinese people in Nanyang are Cantonese people, and many natives can also speak Cantonese dialect, so naturally they need interpreters who can speak Cantonese dialect.

Of course, Qu Dajun, who is a Cantonese, does not need to be interpreted, but in order to avoid suspicion, he still chooses to speak official language.

"What is this place?"

Looking towards the island, where there seemed to be several merchant ships, Wang Anmin looked a little curious,

"Master Huijun, this is Temasek!"

Temasek!

Whether it is Wang Anmin or Qu Dajun, the eyebrows of the two of them are all slightly raised, when they left Haizhou, they had been instructed slightly.

"Temasek is the gateway to the South China Sea, and if you have the chance, you have to control it!"

It is precisely because of this that Wang Anmin will remember this place, but it is not as desolate as he imagined, this is due to the influence of the season, ships often gather here, so it has gradually become a commercial port for ships to berth. Although the commercial port is small, it seems to be home to thousands of people.

“…… There are about two hundred and thirty households on the island, and there are one hundred and three Ming people like the villain who were displaced here because they didn't want to shave their hair, and the rest are local natives, but most of these natives are Ming domestic slaves, at most a thousand people. ”

As he paddled the boat to Temasek, Zhang Dajun briefed the adult next to him about Temasek.

"So there aren't many people on this island, and since there aren't many people, why are there merchant ships coming here?"

As a native of Guangdong, Qu Dajun naturally has no problem communicating with Zhang Dajun, and even for him, who has not heard the countryside for many years, hearing Cantonese here seems very close.

"Back to the lord, these merchant ships are here to do business with the king of Johor on the other side of the river, they come from the other side of the estuary, and then sail out from here, every few months, there will be a merchant ship of Hung Maoyi, this king of Johor and Ang Maoyi are very close."

Then Zhang Dajun reminded the official from Guangfu who was the same as him.

"If the lord wants to see the king of Johor, he can go directly, although the king of Johor has teamed up with the red hairy to drive away the other red hairy, but he is still close to us Mingren, as long as we pay enough pickled fish every month, they will naturally not bother us."

"See him?"

Zhang Dajun's words made Qu Dajun smile coldly,

"It's just a soil king!"

Looking towards the green island, Qu Dajun shook his head and said.

"Only the king of the earth has ever come to ask to see the heavenly officials such as us, how can there be any reason for us to wait for the heavenly officials to ask to see the king of the earth? How deep is this channel? Can you cross a big ship? ”

In fact, there is no need for Qu Dajun to ask this question, the fleet over there has already sent several warships to measure the depth of the channel, if Thomas and other Western sailors have taught the fleet something, the measurement of the channel is one of them, every time the fleet arrives at an unfamiliar port, it will always measure the situation of the port, and then it will be written and recorded, of course, the local natives do not know what they are doing, and the development of the Western navigation industry is through thousands of ships countless spontaneous measurements, Got a grasp of the situation of the various ports and even knew the hydrological environment near the ports better than its locals.

After receiving an affirmative answer, Qu Dajun looked in the other direction of the river and thought to himself.

"I don't know, when will the king of the earth get the news."