Chapter 857: Tuen Mun (I)

Tuen Mun, the once bustling market, has become deserted, and the taverns are no longer filled with talking, boasting businessmen, but with men with fierce eyebrows, or soldiers in military uniforms.

Those heavily dressed Ji girls leaned listlessly against the door, lifting their skirts to the men who came and went, or exposing half of their chests. These rough men have a lot of strength and little money, and they may not be able to pay for a long time, and sometimes they even kill people, and they are far less good to serve than businessmen.

Although the last battle ended with a complete victory for the Franc Machine, in the mouth of the commander, it was called a victory that could go down in history. But in fact, because of the pressure of the war with the Ming Dynasty, it hung like a dark cloud over Tuen Mun, and there was no improvement in the slightest.

For these warriors, the Ming Dynasty is too big, and if you shoot at such a giant, even if you win, you will shed a lot of blood. Even if you won the last time, what about the next time? Even if you keep winning, then if you die in battle, then what's the point of this kind of victory?

Due to the impact of the war, the Nanyang merchants who originally chose Tuen Mun as the trading location have become extinct, and the market on the island has lost its original function. Taverns, gambling houses, and girls who served merchants could only turn to serve soldiers, and business was very bleak.

Due to the escape of two craftsmen before, Commander Bartolok imposed martial law on Tuen Mun, and the high-pressure posture made the people on the island breathless. Craftsmen, handymen, and so on, who also belong to the Ming people, not only increase the intensity of their work every day, but also be monitored very much, and their lives are miserable. Many people have been quietly spreading words such as saving the suffering and saving the suffering, and the heavenly concubine is in the mortal. Even worse than these is the lack of materials and restrictions on merchants.

Originally, Tuen Mun could not achieve self-sufficiency in daily necessities, and coupled with the danger of war, there were not many businessmen willing to transport daily necessities here. Now these merchants are being subjected to strict scrutiny, arrests are possible in the event of suspicion of spies, and several others are shot dead on the spot for trying to resist. Since then, there have been fewer and fewer merchants on the island, and even if there is some secret assistance, the total number is still limited, and the living conditions on the island have become more and more difficult.

Rice wine has been rationed, and even if these hotel owners have all kinds of outlets, they can get very little wine, and after mixing it with water, it tastes bad. However, according to the boss, it is already a conscience to be able to mix water, and if it continues to develop like this, sooner or later even the water will have to be rationed, and there will be no way to do business at that time.

Some ships would come at night or in the early hours of the morning at the risk of running aground, but when the soldiers unloaded their goods with hope, they found that they had either gunpowder or weapons, or lead, a small proportion of food and water, and a lack of good wine.

Soldiers, who are accustomed to living a comfortable life, are getting worse and worse tempered by this system, and there are far more brawls than in the past. In addition to the original troops, reinforcements from Goa have arrived, and the island now has eight Karik-class warships and thirteen second-class light ships, which is already a large ocean-going conquest fleet. Coupled with the local pirates of the Ming Dynasty who came to defect, the strength is close to 7,000 people, but these are too insignificant for the Ming Dynasty.

Conquer such a great empire with 7,000 men? Thinking about it, I know that it is impossible, probably except for those at the highest level, no one thinks that this can be done, on the contrary, it is the material pressure of these 7,000 people, which makes those soldiers, sailors and Ji Nu keep cursing in their hearts.

In the church, a tall nun, dressed in a black one-piece monastic robe, prays sincerely. Although the clothes were wide and could not show the figure, several men kneeling behind her still couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

The nun had arrived with the support fleet, had just arrived on the island a few days earlier, and God knows what the Church had done to send such a young and beautiful nun to this den of robbers. Now gathered here are not only the Portuguese navy, but also the pirate leaders of the Fujian and Guangdong seas, such as Deng Tong and Li Guangtou, all of whom are here. The presence of a beautiful nun in such a place is like a piece of mutton in a wolf's den, which naturally causes a riot.

Although the nun herself is not to blame for such riots and is self-sufficient, in such a place, self-preservation is often a sign of cowardice. The Ji Nu here is slightly inferior to the powder head of the Daming Village store, and as soon as this blonde and snow-skinned beauty came, the men on the island suddenly boiled.

If it weren't for the sight of the expressionless musketeers, these men who followed the prayer would have pounced desperately by now. Thanks to this nun, the number of pirates on the island who are willing to take refuge and be baptized is increasing day by day, and a large number of Fujian and Guangdong pirates have taken refuge in the arms of God.

"The Virgin Mary is for us sinners. Pray to God, and I will wait for the end......" The nun, who had finished her prayer, stood up, turned her head to look at the tall and burly ugly men behind her, and asked in a not very fluent Chinese, "How are the wounded, I want to see them." ”

"Beautiful Sister Grati, you are really the Guanyin who saves the suffering, the heart of the Bodhisattva." Li Guangtou smiled and accosted him, not realizing how inappropriate such a statement was as a baptized believer. "Those who are injured are blessed by generations before they can take a look at you. As long as they can be touched by your hand, they will be healed. ”

The young nun took a step back, "Lee...... Seven brothers, all this is due to the power of the Lord, not to me. ”

A cough sounded, and Father Perez came in from outside, first greeted several disciples with a smile, and then said, "Brother Li Qi, Brother Deng Tong, and Sister Greti may not be able to visit the wounded with you for the time being." Just now, I received news from the headquarters that a friendly fleet of ours would arrive in Tuen Mun. It is said that the lady who led them was the wife of His Excellency Xu Yang, Princess Tamako of Tsushima. She brought with her more than 2,000 warriors, as well as enough food, water, and rice wine. Thank God, if it weren't for the timely delivery of these wines, I don't know if those sailors would have been in a mess. As your friends, Lord Bartolok felt that you should attend the reception together. ”

"Princess Tamako?" Several thieves glanced at each other, and heard that Shuangyu was conquered by the official army, Xu Donghuo merged with Xu Yang, and Princess Yuzi led the remnants to break through the siege. I thought that after such a chaos, Xu's fleet would definitely be greatly damaged, and I didn't want to have 2,000 men and horses.

Compared with this beauty who can be seen but not eaten, that jade is a little more practical, two thousand people and horses, a large number of supplies, and several thieves rushed to the dock together. As long as you can control this surviving person, maybe you will have both wealth and wealth.

When they left, the priest of Perez gave a look, and several soldiers rushed out and closed the church door, leaving only the beautiful nun.