The captured pirate himself was seriously injured by Xiong Erda's broken bones and tendons, and he couldn't withstand Fu Bin's torture again, so he still died.

Fu Bin got some news from his mouth and reported it to his uncle Fu Chun.

It turned out that the pirate power of the Zhoushan Islands had been shaken recently, and a pirate named Wu Ping had sprung up, annexed several pirates on several islands in a row, and his strength had risen sharply, and it was Wu Ping's ships that attacked Fu Chun. According to the pirate before he died, Wu Ping already had dozens of large ships and hundreds of men.

Fu Chun didn't care when he heard it, pirates along the coast of Zhejiang have been rampant since ancient times, and there are many islands in the Zhoushan Islands, among which there are many pirates, and Fu Chun himself was once one of them, nothing remarkable.

Under Fu Chun's orders, the Fuchun no longer headed south, but turned east, and it would bypass Dayuan Island for Luzon.

Sima Nan, the fire commander who was in charge of the actual course of the ship, had a hard time, he only knew that the route of passing south through the Dayuan Strait along the coast of the mainland, but he had never walked to the east to bypass Dayuan.

In desperation, I had to ask Franz Davy, but he couldn't speak Franco, so he had to pull Ren Siqi to be the translator.

David used to be the first mate of a Spanish ship, and he was certainly no stranger to the route, but the charts on his ship had been lost, as were the navigation tools used to measure and position, and he could only point out the general navigation route on Sima Nan's charts.

"God, I've never seen such a rudimentary nautical chart, no latitude and longitude, not even Dayuan Island, God knows how you Ming people sail in the sea." David determined the current location on the chart, pointed out the direction of the Lord, and traced the general shape of the island with his finger as he rambled.

Sima Nan couldn't understand David's words, so he had to look at Ren Siqi.

After Ren Siqi's simple translation, he said to Sima Nan: "You first find Dayuan Island in the direction pointed by David, and then drive along the coastline." ”

David was a very verbose man, constantly criticizing the backwardness of the Ming Dynasty's navigation technology, boasting about the development of their Spanish navigation, how they discovered the Americas, and how they made a circumnavigation to Luzon.

Ren Siqi naturally knew that the Ming Dynasty at this time was far behind Spain, Portugal and other Western countries in terms of navigation. If you fall behind, you have to find a way to catch up, and now it is an era of great discovery, and those countries in Europe are desperately expanding their overseas colonies and plundering a lot of resources from overseas. At this time, China was at the moment when the Ming and Qing dynasties were changing, and the society was in sharp shocks, and after the fall of the Ming Dynasty, the Qing Dynasty was a decadent and backward dynasty, completely unaware of the importance of the sea, China's vassal countries in Southeast Asia were occupied by the colonizers one by one, and finally the colonists actually used artillery to open the door of China, making China a semi-colony of the West.

So Ren Siqi endured David's boasting and verbosity, and tried hard to extract knowledge related to navigation from David's mouth, tirelessly absorbing it.

"Ren, you are a good person, when you return to Manila, I will definitely give you a set of the most advanced nautical instruments, as well as the most accurate nautical charts!" David patted his chest and assured Ren Siqi.

David was right-in-right, and a day later, the Fuchun saw the coastline of Dayuan Island.

"Walking along the coast, there is one of our strongholds, the chicken coop." David said.

The chicken coop is now Keelung, Taiwan. In order to break through the trade blockade of the Dutch, the Spaniards established a stronghold in northern Taiwan to trade directly with the Ming Dynasty. However, the Spanish massacre in Luzon made the Ming people fearful of the Spaniards, and few people were willing to do business with them, and the stronghold was also in depression, with only a hundred Spaniards and a few hundred native Luzon servants. The stronghold itself could not even maintain its own operations, but had to rely on the Luzon Manila side for supplies.

Ren Siqi vetoed David's suggestion to go to the chicken coop to have a look, and the Fuchun sailed directly from the chicken coop sea, the three Spanish sailing ships had just died in the storm not long ago, and the Spaniards in the chicken coop stronghold could only watch the Fuchun disappear from the sea.

After passing the chicken coop, the Fuchun headed south along the coast, the wind was blowing in the wrong direction, the southeast wind was blowing, and the Fuchun was completely headwinded. However, "the ship travels in eight winds", and the crew turns the sails and takes advantage of the crosswind.

As the ship was about to reach the southern tip of Dayuan Island, a torrential rain suddenly came.

The crew urgently lowered their sails and let the ship drift on the surface.

Rainwater filled the cabins, and the crew cradled with wooden basins, barrels, and even wooden bowls. The Fuchun is like a duckweed in the vast sea, ready to blow and rain.

The rain had been raining all day, and it stopped at dusk, and the crew, tired from a day's work, lay motionless on the deck.

A full moon rises in the sky, and the stars shine brightly.

"The ship drifted a long way to the east." Sima Nan looked sad, took the star-drawing board, and measured the position of the sea ship against the stars. David looked curiously at the star-holding board in his hand.

"Just keep the boat south!" As a person with the memory of two lives, Ren Siqi certainly knew the relative position between Luzon and Dayuan. Luzon is south of Dayuan, and as long as you continue south, you can always reach northern Luzon, and then go south around the coastline to the west to reach Manila Bay.

At this time, the coast of Dayuan Island can no longer be seen, and the ship is sailing in the vast sea, relying on the guidance of the compass to ensure the direction of the way.

The wind direction suddenly changed to a north wind, and the speed of the Fuchun suddenly became much faster. A day later, a lush pirate appeared ahead.

"Oh God! I can finally go home. The Spaniard David excitedly crossed his chest.

"Are you sure you're in Luzon, you're not mistaken?" Ren Siqi asked suspiciously, this island is just an ordinary island from a distance, and there should be many such islands in the sea.

"Dear Ren, please believe a devout Christian, and I assure you in the name of God that you will not be wrong! Our fleet passed by this small island when we set out from Luzon and sent people to explore it, and there should still be traces of us on the beach. ”

Ren Siqi was very suspicious of David's self-proclaimed devout Christian, because he hadn't seen him pray a few times these days, but judging by his serious appearance, he should not be lying.

Sure enough, the further south you go, the more islands there are, and Luzon should be about to arrive.

Half a day later, a long stretch of coast appeared in front of all the crew's eyes, and Luzon had really arrived, which had to follow this coastline south to reach Manila Bay.