The meeting between the two sides was not very harmonious, and in the tents set up by the sea, with soft sand and shells under their feet, and birds chirping in their ears, but the differences between the two sides could not be unified from the beginning.

Ezeger insisted that the greatest concession was to submit to the Ming court, but Manthorn had to be in their hands. Yang Ling, on the other hand, insisted that Manchurian and German must return to the country, and the Portuguese [***] team must be evacuated.

However, Portugal could set up commercial offices there and even on the port of Daming, and send political officials and merchant representatives to trade with the Orientals under the Ming order and compete fairly with the merchants of the Ming Dynasty. At the same time, the safety and interests of Portuguese merchants from the Far East were guaranteed by the Ming political axe, and in return, Portugal also needed to protect the safety and rights of the Ming ocean-going fleet.

Ezeger rejected this proposal, what he wanted was to control the Indian Ocean and dominate the trade in the Far East, and although Yang Ling's proposal could also bring huge benefits to Portugal, they would have to face the competition of other Western merchants and the pressure of Eastern merchants, and the initiative of trade would not be in their hands.

The first negotiations between the two sides broke up unhappily, and Yang Ling reported the situation of the negotiations to Emperor Zhengde on the one hand, and on the other hand, he demanded that the main forces of the naval divisions in various localities be transferred south to Fujian and Guangdong, and the three major shipyards in Liaodong, Nanjing, and Quanzhou and the Ordnance Bureau rushed to work all night and exhausted all their financial resources to build new warships and equip the naval divisions.

Temporary financial difficulties are certain, but if this battle is lost, it will further fuel the ambitions of the Francophiles, and even other Western countries will be eager to come to the East to encroach on the maritime power of the Ming Dynasty.

For example, the long-term stalemate of the maggot will bring about more unbearable financial consumption, and the domino effect caused by this failure is difficult to predict what impact it will have on the political arena of the Ming Dynasty.

In the past, it was said that the Caisang girl of Wu accidentally stepped on the feet of the woman of Chu when she was playing a game, and finally developed from two to two cities, and finally there was a big war between the two countries, resulting in the death of more than 100,000 people, and the princess of Chu was also captured, and the two countries became enemies since then.

The times create people, but the times are driven by people, and not everything is a historical necessity, especially in officialdom. Although Yang Ling has the favor and support of Emperor Zhengde, but Liu Jin's faction and the remnants of the old ministers of the Hongzhi Dynasty are looking down on him, if after his defeat, they take the opportunity to mobilize the political opinion of the whole country to force him to step down, I am afraid that all the efforts and policies he has made will be wiped out, and his defeat and the change of national fortunes are inevitable?

Therefore, although he received a secret report and knew that the imperial court was in financial difficulties, the harvest in various places was not harvested at this time, the people were living in difficulty, and some places were already complaining, and Yang Ling had to grit his teeth and persevere.

The people can't stand on such a political height, and some things can't be understood by them, and Yang Ling doesn't plan to make such a futile effort, but the bad news from the economic intelligence still makes him worried. Similar to the politicians who advocate shock therapy, the pressure is incomparably huge, not to mention that this is not a unified decision of the entire Ming court, many courtiers are recognized by the superficial deference of the Buddha Lang Jiren, and do not approve of the Ming Dynasty's use of foreign troops.

This challenge is not directly aimed at him personally, so there are more things that need to be taken into account and need to be worried, he must get through it no matter what, and the Ming court and the people must also get through it, and after the pain, he will usher in a new life.

A new life was born. Yang Ling's people brought news from Jinling that Ma Li'er had given birth and gave birth to a baby girl. Yang Ling, who was a father, was both happy and ashamed, he originally expected to rush back to the capital this month, but now it seems that not only Ma Lian'er could not accompany him when she gave birth to a daughter, but he also had no time to rush back to Beijing when the young mother gave birth.

It's July, and it's the hottest time of the day, but the rain is getting less and less, and the crops are drought. Yang Ling, who is also the political envoy of Fujian, still has to take care of civil affairs and farming, and he is very busy, but fortunately, he knows that Ma Li'er has his brother by his side, and Chu Ling and Chu Yan, two people who have been trained by Cheng Qiyun himself, are waiting by his side, so he is not too worried.

With the mobilization of the Ming army, the Manchurian pirates are also stepping up the maintenance of warships, training soldiers, especially the ability of several different forces to fight together, and recruiting more than 600 soldiers locally, and the people sent to India have not yet returned, so the two sides are still pretending to negotiate while preparing for war.

Yang Ling knew that the war could not be delayed, the supply consumption of the water division was several times that of the army, and the huge army that had been assembled now could not be supported for a long time with the current financial resources of the Ming Dynasty, and it was necessary to decide the victory or defeat with the most fierce offensive and solve them once and for all.

Yang Ling had already received the news that Emperor Zhengde had approved the dispatch of troops to Manchu Jia, and now his preparations were ready, everything was ready, and only Dongfeng was owed.

In the latest negotiations, the Ming army no longer waded warm water and mud, and their attitude suddenly became tougher, and Yang Ling sternly warned Ezeger: "On July 15, the Franco-Rang army must withdraw from Manchuria, otherwise the Ming army will be expelled by force, and all the consequences will be borne by the Portuguese side."

The final moment of the showdown between the two sides has finally arrived.

July 14, Halloween.

In the middle of July, ghosts are running around. On the night of this day, avoid walking at night, staying up late, and avoiding going into the water. However, at the Fuzhou wharf, there was a continuous stream of troops that night. Arms ships, supply ships, troop carriers, and warships were dispatched one after another, and the lights inside and outside the wharf were brightly lit, and the officers and men were on guard at all levels ten miles away, and no one was allowed to approach.

The Fuchuan No. 1 'aircraft carrier' named by Yang Ling himself also arrived at the port and was quietly moored on the sea. This warship, Emperor Zhengde, personally gave another name: "Mighty General!" ”

It was also the first warship to be equipped with ironclad equipment. Due to the consideration of the load and economic reasons, the ambassador of the Nanjing Ordnance Bureau, Cheng Bingxi, abandoned the plan of the whole ship's armor, and after design and testing, iron armor was installed in important positions that were easy to be hit and damaged, especially the positions of the side guns.

The ship was divided into five tiers, with a total of 30 guns on the low deck and the main deck, 25 guns on the upper deck, and 15 guns on the half deck. Due to the wide hull, the ship was modified for the first time in the bow and stern position, with six bow guns, four stern guns, and 60 bowl-mouth guns on board. The 'Mighty General' has become a killing machine armed to the teeth that can fire at almost any angle.

Seventy of these cannons were mounted using drawings provided by Adney, and the gunners could quickly move them from the wide and flat deck. The other ten cannons were stationary.

In order to make up for the shortcomings, Lu Zekai, an artillery expert in Nanjing, combined the advantages of the Thunderbolt cannon and the Franc cannon to design a thousand-pound cannon, the gun body is not the traditional head and tail general size and thick barrel, but the tail is thick, the exit is thin two zhang long gun body.

Its cannonballs weigh 25 catties, 35 zhang can penetrate the four-foot thick oak plank, 50 zhang can be smashed into the four-foot thick oak plank, the travertine cracks the ship like a bamboo, the only drawback is that the cannon is slower than the traditional heavy artillery, but with the assistance of various Franc cannons, it can fully exert that terrible power.

This behemoth is not suitable for long-distance voyages, and it also needs to be restrained by other warships in close combat, because once the enemy ship escapes, it is difficult to catch up, but it is used to attack and defend the harbor, and its appearance can simply make the most brave navy fearful.

With the guidance of the navigation boat in front, the "mighty general" moved the hull slowly, and with the rotation of the angle, the light reflected the sharp and heavy metal impact angle of the bow of the ship and emitted a cold and terrifying light.

In front of it, a large number of warships have sailed out of the port, the first batch of departure is the kind of centipede clipper that does not need to be driven by sails and is good at concealing its whereabouts, and there are many strange-shaped weapons placed on the ship, which look like some large and small tanks, rope bamboo rafts from a distance, many officers and soldiers of the sailors do not understand what kind of weapons they are, but when these ships go to sea, there are more people on guard next to them, even they are not allowed to approach.

The hour of the child has passed, and the holiday of the demons is over.

The 'Mighty General' rode the wind and waves and headed for Manthorna. The blue sea is like ink, the sky has not yet been exposed, the moon hangs high in the sky, and the sea is like a rotten silver streamer. The huge hull of the ship looked so small once it sailed to the sea, and up close it was enough to stir up waves that capsized a brig, and from high it was only a faint trail plowing the scaly sea.

On the fifth floor of the giant ship, in a building like a city tower, Yang Ling was lying on a chair with his eyes closed, and a trace of tiredness could be seen between his eyebrows. Adney lifted the curtain and walked in from the back cabin, she was wearing a tasseled helmet on her head and carrying a set of armor of a Ming army general in her hand.

"Yang, are you tired?" Seeing Yang Ling's appearance, Adney hurriedly put the armor on the table and hurriedly walked over.

Yang Ling sighed with a relaxed smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Well, I'm tired, I haven't slept well for a few days, but I'm very relaxed now, I've dragged on for so many days, and it's finally at the last moment."

Adney walked up to him, gently stroked his cheek, and said, "Yang, are you so sure of victory?" Don't worry about failure at all? ”

Yang Ling grabbed her hand, gently scraped her Hu Jian with her soft palm, and said in a low voice: "Do you know, Xiao Nier, once in Beijing, many erudite Beijing officials wanted to be difficult for me, let me participate in the Jingyan debate, lecture for the emperor, I painstakingly prepared for the whole night, when I ate in the morning, my legs were still trembling involuntarily, in fact, I couldn't eat at all."

He chuckled: "No one knew I was so scared and so nervous, but when I stood there, I was suddenly not afraid, my head was a little drowsy, and there was an inexplicable excitement. When I stood there and imagined that I was going to face all the people, who were going to listen to me, who were going to question me, I was really scared, but when I stood on the stage, in front of the black crowd, I didn't think about it."

"Now, after preparing for too long, I have thought about all kinds of situations that may arise in the event of failure, all of which make me afraid, but when I have set sail for the sea, I only think about how to defeat the enemy, and I have no time to think about it, and there is no need to think about the possibility of failure."

He opened his eyes and stared at Adney, "Fight for me, do you regret it?" After all, they are from your country? ”

"What do you want me to answer so that you are happy, my husband", Adney chuckled, "Do you want me to say that your wife is the husband as the sky, and your will is my will, or do you want to exchange less casualties for the sobriety of my country, so that they do not form a grudge against a powerful country like the Ming Dynasty?" ”

"Yikes!" Adney groaned, Yang Ling's vindictive hands had reached under her clothes, pinching her nipples, annoying big hands, kneading and playing with her buds unremittingly, enjoying the soft touch, a pair of cherry-like nipples quickly stiffened.

Adney couldn't stand on her feet with a weak face, and leaned against Yang Ling's chest with a red face, on the eve of this big battle, she tolerated Yang Ling's frivolity and presumptuousness. Yang Ling happily felt the firm elasticity of the two warm and soft nipples, and then slipped his hand into her skirt, first stroked the seductive furrow between the two buttocks, and then grabbed the two sturdy and tight flesh balls respectively.

"Oh, dear Yang, don't", Adney finally couldn't bear it anymore, hugged Yang Ling's neck tightly, and pressed her hot face against his cheek.

Yang Ling chuckled and said, "Now you tell me, is it because your wife regards her husband as heaven, or if it is for the supreme interests of your country."

He didn't want to be too embarrassed for Adney, so he squeezed two handfuls hard, then pulled out his hand, held her red peach-like face, and tightly sealed her little mouth.

"Well, this bad man, where do you want people to answer, he's taking advantage of me," Adenie thought to herself, but she didn't have time to put on the role of captain and hereditary baron, and the tip of her strong, hot and humid tongue slammed in, and a pleasure that was almost numb had spread all over her body like lightning along the base of her tongue, and she couldn't help but feel dizzy and dizzy.

The moment her lips and tongue intertwined, she couldn't help but let out a soft moan, and her voice was full of feminine softness.

Growing so big, it was the first time she had been kissed so unscrupulously by a man, and she couldn't resist anything except to be paralyzed there and ask for it.

"Western beauties are new to the relationship between men and women, it turns out that they are so immature, if I want, I can have her now", Yang Ling's heart was pounding, but he still restrained his **, he didn't know why he wanted to tease her now, because he was still very nervous in his heart, and he subconsciously wanted to relax, or because she was about to go to Han Wu's battleship and fight on the front line of artillery fire in person.

He let go of Adney's wet, rosy lips, raised an eyebrow, and said, "Can you tell me now?" ”

"I don't know", Adney gasped softly as she lay on his chest, her hair messy and full of a sense of surname, "I don't know, dear Yang, I haven't thought about why, for you, for me, or for some nobler purpose." Oh hell, don't ask me, I just know, I should fight alongside you! ”

"Ahem", two clear coughs, Cheng Qiyun's figure appeared in front of the hatch, she was going to sea for the first time, although the giant ship was unusually stable, and the stairs were spacious and sturdy, she still subconsciously clenched the railing, a pair of beautiful eyes glanced at Yang Ling, and her face seemed to be smiling.

Adney let out a soft "ah" as if she had been caught in bed, and hurriedly got up, scrambling to arrange her clothes. The corners of Yang Ling's mouth curled, and he asked, "Are you ready?" ”

"Hmm", Cheng Qiyun walked into the cabin and said, "The centipede ship has completed the scheduled task and is now on the way back, so I just received the light message, but in order to be sure, I still waited until they sent a communication boat to come up to inform you."

"The Clipper is ready, and we can send Adney to Admiral Han's battleship right away."

Yang Ling jumped up, and when he saw that Adney had put on her armor, he quickly helped her tie the stumbling armor and silk, and said, "Let's go, I'll send you to change ships, and the first battle will be handed over to you!" ”

He gently held a small hand on the left and right, and the two beauties looked at each other tacitly, both of them did not break free, and the corners of Yang Ling's mouth couldn't help but show some smugness.

Walking down step by step from the tall five-story handsome cabin, the guards standing solemnly on both sides raised their hands one by one. The sky is exposed to the white belly of the fish, the sea breeze is cool, looking around, the 'mighty general' is lined up behind the line, there are three heavy-duty large "square boat" sand boats, and then there are four horse clippers, and the shadow of the battleship followed by countless buildings, some large and some small, but for a while it is not clear what model it is.

There are also Japanese-style warships on its left and right and in front of it, there are other types of Fu ships, as well as sand boats, Guangzhou ships, and bird ships (variants of Fu boats), this is a mixed fleet, this time, Yang Ling has obviously used all the forces that can be used.

He not only wanted to win this battle, but also wanted to make the terrible combat effectiveness of the Ming army's sailors leave an indelible impression on the Franco, so that they would not dare to have the slightest idea of using force for at least ten years.

In the cabin on the ground floor, the helmsman and the ship's master were orderly calculating the ship's orientation and travel angle, like a general commanding a battle, constantly issuing orders in various terms that Yang Ling did not understand, while the non-combatants under his command were each working on various navigational instruments, and according to the orders of the fire commander, they gave instructions to the sailors to steer and sail, and corrected the course.

In water battles, the boat is like a war horse under the crotch of a knight, whether or not the boat can be easily struck can affect the victory of the entire battle, so Yang Ling has great respect for these soldiers who do not hold swords and guns. He nodded modestly, stopped them from saluting, and walked towards the side of the boat with Cheng Qiyun and Adney.

Due to the different sizes of the hulls and the different forces on the sails, it was impossible to make another ship maintain the same speed as Yang Ling's No. 1 Fu ship and set up pedals, Han Wu's battleship and Yang Ling's handsome ship basically maintained a parallel speed, more than thirty zhang away from his left.

Yang Ling glanced at Adney, didn't say anything, just nodded, and then helped her to get on the fast boat, and hoisted the boat into the water with a cable with the sailors, and the boat quickly approached while informing Han Wu's battleship with lights.

Yang Ling stood at the bow of the ship and watched, and after a while, he only heard Han Wu's ship let out a "woo" conch sound, and at the same time, more than a dozen lights waved the same action in different directions from the front and back, left and right. Then more than twenty warships suddenly burst into full sail, broke away from Yang Ling's large fleet, and sailed forward at full speed.

Yang Ling looked to the right, and the centipede boats were coming in reverse, flexibly interspersed between the gaps in the fleet, the boats were empty, and the large and small tanks and rope bamboo rafts that were fully loaded to the sea were all gone.

Yang Ling smiled, smiling a little evil: "If you don't get out of the line like this, a big bomb will immediately fall from the sky!" ”

"Huh?" Cheng Qiyun glanced at him curiously.

"Hmm!" Yang Ling nodded and glanced back, and walked away mysteriously without explaining.

(To be continued)