Woolf understood the meaning of the Admiral of the Ming Navy's Nanyang Fleet in seconds. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Obviously, they're in big trouble.

Or rather, all the European colonizers are in big trouble.

Although the journey of unifying the whole country has not yet been completed, His Royal Highness the Prince and the powerful empire he ruled can't wait to join the ranks of the world hegemony, and the revived Ming Empire is no longer the harmless ancient oriental country that was introverted and gentle and indulged in its own small world, but a strong, domineering and ambitious new power.

It's a disaster.

A catastrophe for all European colonizers.

Portugal is falling, Holland is about to fall, the Spaniards are next, and who is next?

United Kingdom?

"Your Excellency, I must remind you that the Dutch are organizing a new fleet, and that the real Dutch navy is about to arrive from Europe, and that you will no longer be faced with a group of armed mercenaries and a few lowly warships, but a huge fleet that even we are afraid of, and although we are friends, we are allies with them, so we can only remain neutral, and if the war continues, it will be difficult for your country to maintain its current advantage."

He went on to say.

"Thank you for the reminder, but I remember that the four warships we ordered from you should have been delivered a long time ago, right? Could it be that with those four battleships, we will not be able to fight the Dutch Navy? ”

Luo Zhang said very purely.

"Your Excellency Admiral, due to some technical reasons, those four warships have not yet been completed, of course, we will speed up, I hope we can have time."

Woolf said with a hypocritical smile on her face.

"Well, I hope so!"

Luo Zhang said indifferently.

Of course, now everyone understands that those four warships will not be delivered, or even if they are delivered, they will not be delivered to Daming, and now someone needs them.

Negotiations between the two sides came to an end, and Woolf's only gain from the trip was the removal of non-Dutch and Portuguese missionaries from Malacca, which was also forbidden since it had become the territory of the Ming Dynasty. The Dutch and Portuguese missionaries will be like everyone else, as prisoners of war as coolies waiting for the church to pay the ransom, and other non-citizens of these two countries will be deported, as for their churches to be nationalized by the Ming Dynasty, the Department of Education will also send a group of scholars to the local indigenous people to educate the local indigenous people, rescue them from ignorant beliefs, and spread the advanced culture of the Ming Dynasty to them......

For example, Confucianism and the like.

Of course, this work is not easy, this is an important base for Mu Dabeard, but this is fortunate that there is no hurry, it is nothing more than to spend more time and kill a few more people. After all, the local people also need to be some local officials or something.

As for Woolf's threat that the Dutch Navy was coming over......

That's a joke.

Even if the Dutch government really had to leave behind the increasingly fierce European battlefield, leave behind the threat of the French and Spanish fleets to their hometown, and come to compete with Yang Feng for colonies, then it would take at least half a year to drive from Europe, not to mention that it would take at least half a year for the news from here to reach Europe.

In other words, even if there is such a fleet, it will be a problem that needs to be considered in two years.

Two years later?

"If you hurry up, you should be able to take this castle in two days, right?"

Gao Yan looked at the shore and said with uncertainty.

There was a square petal-shaped bastion, all built of solid rock, protected by a wide water surface on all sides, and behind it was a square city protected by walls, and the perimeter of the city was also surrounded by a moat, and the walls were also densely covered with cannons, and a canal passed through the city and led directly into the sea.

Well, this is Batavia.

The Dutch East India Company was at the heart of its domination in Southeast Asia, and now it was their last bastion.

"Two days? You can beat it today! ”

Luo Zhang said with a sneer.

"Fire!"

Then he said.

On the starboard side of the huge fleet of the Ming army lined up on the sea, the blazing flames like a volcanic eruption continued to erupt, and the shells filled with gunpowder roared across the sea, exploding a ball of flames on the Batavia Fort, while on the coast in the distance, thousands of local Chinese were surrounding the Ming troops who had landed, pushing a huge rocket cannon to kill the castle......

And at this time, a merchant ship flying the flag of the British East India Company slowly docked at the Xiaguan Wharf in Nanjing, and then in the strange eyes of the workers on the wharf and the people watching the excitement nearby, a ghost guy wearing a purple robe and a small hat on his head walked down the gangway with the respectful support of the entourage and the captain, and then looked at the towering city wall not far away with a shocking gaze.

At this time, beside a four-wheeled open-top carriage not far away, a white man hurriedly stepped forward and bowed and said: "Your Excellency, welcome to your arrival, the contempt is Johnson, the commercial representative of the British East India Company in Nanjing, who will be in charge of your reception throughout the whole process." ”

"Thank you, my brother!"

Papal envoy Dorau said with satisfaction.

Then the two of them walked together to the four-wheeled carriage, and it was then that Duo noticed that under their feet was a very smooth, very hard black road, which was very wide enough for six carriages to go side by side, and that there was a white line in the middle of the road, and that their carriage was on the right, and that an oncoming carriage was on the left side of the line, and that the road was lined with trees, and that it led to a majestic gate not far ahead.

"This is an asphalt road, after the oil is refined into kerosene, the remaining slag, heated and melted, mixed with fine stones, paved on the road and compacted and cooled, is like this."

Johnson gave him popular science.

Duo kept his reserve and nodded.

The four-wheeled open-top carriage soon drove into the city gate in front of it, and drove east along a street of the same color, and the horse-drawn carriages that could be seen from time to time, the oriental buildings on both sides, and the pedestrians who looked full of vitality, especially the silk clothes that were often seen on their bodies, and the large glass cabinets and cabinets of the shops on both sides of the dazzling array of goods, all made him feel the wealth of the city.

Especially when he saw a pedestrian on the side of the road, taking out a pocket watch very casually to check the time, the bishop's worldview almost collapsed.

You have to know the same thing, which he can only see in those monarchs and top wealthy families in Europe.

But when he reached a nearby intersection, he couldn't help feeling dizzy, for he saw tall buildings that stretched forward for a kilometer on either side, and he swore that any one of them could be taken to Europe as a sovereign. Although these buildings do not seek to be soaring and exaggerated minarets, as in Europe, the shortest ones have to be four storeys, especially the flawless white facades, which gleam in the sunlight, as if the entire high-rise building was made of porcelain.

"This, are these houses ceramic?"

When the carriage came to an intersection, stopped at the command of a man's small flag and whistle in the middle of the road, and waited for a large number of pedestrians and another carriage to pass in front of him, the Bishop finally did not hold back, and asked Johnson in confusion.

"Of course not, porcelain can't build a house, it's just a layer of decorative tiles on the outside."

Johnson said.

"Looks like I've got a tough job!"

Duo couldn't help but say.

He had come to settle the missionary problem with Yang Feng, and at this time even Europe knew that there was an emperor in the far east who liked to do business, and he did not like to close the country like those before, but liked the same free trade as the Europeans, and knew Europe very well. It stands to reason that such an emperor should be very liberal with missionaries, but in fact he forbade missionary activities, and although his precincts did not mind missionary activities, he was only allowed to be expelled as tourists as soon as he was found to be engaged in missionary-related activities.

Although there are still many missionaries who remain in Daming and use the funds provided by the church to act as philanthropists, this ......

It's useless!

Even a church is not allowed to be built, so that the light of God can shine to the far east, although the Tatars before are not welcome, but at least it is not forbidden, and even now a prince of the Tatars has converted to God, even the barbarian Tatars can convert to God, you civilized people actually reject the light of God, what kind of trouble are you going to make?

His Majesty the Pope, who was puzzled, finally decided to send an envoy.

But it is obvious that looking at the situation in Nanjing, Duo Luo is not very optimistic about his trip, after all, the common people here look at the life of the Europeans are much more comfortable than the Europeans, it can be said that the street in front of him, it is impossible to find any comparable in Europe, he is well versed in the way of preaching, he knows very well that the initial opening of the situation can only be by throwing money, only the poor and hungry can easily receive God, after all, this is also a thought, not to despair of the future.

But in this place, where did he go to find the hungry and cold?

If you really want to calculate it, there are many more hungry and cold people in Europe than here, and even if Yang Feng agrees to such an environment, it is estimated that it will be a very difficult task to save those ignorant souls from their wrong thoughts.

Of course, the main thing is that churches have to pay more.

"Your Excellency, with all due respect, here you have no hope of success, the people here do not need God, because their emperor himself is their god, a god who can really show miracles, or in their parlance immortals."

Johnson said beside him. (To be continued.) )