Greer was a veteran sailor who had been in the Far East for more than a decade, initially as a sailor, between Malacca and the Ming Dynasty. It was a lucrative route, and every time a shipload of fine silk and fine porcelain was safely transported to Malacca, countless Western merchants flocked to it.

For Westerners, these things have an indescribable appeal, silk is brilliant and colorful, like a woman's skin, smooth and shiny, it is simply a gift of clothing. The elegant ladies were proud to own the silk of the East, and every festival, the women would wear the most beautiful clothes and compete with each other. The winners want to continue winning, the losers want to regain face, without exception, they all yearn for more exquisite silk, and they do not hesitate to spend thousands of dollars without distress.

Compared with superficial noblewomen, porcelain makes Western aristocrats crazy, white as jade, light and translucent, painted with lifelike patterns, each porcelain is an unparalleled work of art.

At one time, Westerners believed that porcelain contained shells, and they used shells to fire them in every possible way, but unfortunately they never succeeded. Because of this, they became more and more eager to obtain Oriental porcelain.

The West is like a bottomless pit of greed, devouring all the goods of the East, but there are also sober people who have discovered the problem.

Westerners went to great lengths to mine silver and gold from the New World, crossed the oceans, and I don't know how many people would die, came to the East, exchanged for goods, and were being transported back to the West.

The most dangerous, the most toiling, and the dirtiest of the whole trade were all done by Westerners. They toiled, but they could never stop the outflow of gold and silver. Every year, tens of millions of taels of silver flow into the East, and they just earn some hard-earned money.

Especially after the establishment of the city shipping department in Songjiang, maritime trade became more and more standardized, pirate smuggling disappeared, and Western merchant ships could only obediently register with the city shipping department, and every transaction had to be completed through a bank.

The goods are oriental. Finance is Oriental, and law is Oriental. Everything is according to the rules of the East, and the proud sea coachman is just a wage earner.

The imbalance in trade has left Westerners in their throats. If the outflow of gold and silver can still be compensated for by robbing the colonies, then Zhang Ke focused on Nanyang, recovering Taiwan, and robbing Java, which violated the lifeblood of the Dutch.

The East is not only trying to seize the most lucrative fat of trade, but also to rob their colonies. How huge the East is. It's like a herd of hares and sheep in the meadow where an elephant suddenly comes, the shock can be imagined!

The Celestial Empire must be driven out of the South Seas, and the coachman will not hesitate to fight for this!

Maybe the Netherlands can't make porcelain and silk, but don't forget, the Dutch navy, which has been through countless battles, is not afraid of anyone, so let's use the navy to fight it out!

Before going to war, Governor Seth had promised everyone that as long as they won the naval battle, they would destroy the fleet of the Celestial Empire. The seas of the Far East were the domain of the coachmen of the sea, and by that time each of them would have access to a whole shipload of silk and porcelain. As long as you have a boatload of silk, to the West. Walking around the street, countless women will pounce on you, frantically trying to marry you.

There was a mist in Greel's eyes, and there seemed to be countless young girls on the empty sea. Don't want to pounce on him like money, and a long saliva flows from the corner of his mouth.

"Fool, cheer up!"

The captain gave Grell a kick. Kicked this guy awake.

"Sir, what do you command?"

"Tell me, my lad, what are you thinking?" The captain said with a sudden smile.

"I, I want to get married."

"Good idea, do you have a goal?"

"Of course, my neighbor is a merchant, and his daughter is an angel, but hell, he only recognizes gold coins. But if I could go back with a boatload of silk, not to mention his daughter, even his wife would give it to me! ”

"Hahaha, I wish you success!"

The captain left with a smile, and Grell cheered up, he had to behave well for the sake of his future daughter-in-law. It was his turn to be on duty, with a pair of deep eyes, constantly looking at the sea, not letting go of the slightest abnormality.

Suddenly, a few small white dots appeared in the southeast direction, and Grell instantly raised his heart to his throat.

"There is an enemy, there is an enemy!"

With a roar, the soldiers on board quickly moved into action, everyone rushed to their respective combat posts, and the captain also rushed to the deck to take a closer look.

Sure enough, the white sails on the sea were getting bigger and bigger, and it was easy to identify from the shape of the sails, which were ships of the Eastern Navy.

"They're finally here!"

The captain waved his fist excitedly and shouted: "Send a flag to the ships behind, and everyone is ready for battle and immediately meet it." ”

Greer's warship was the vanguard of the Western Combined Fleet, and as an experienced admiral, Seth made detailed arrangements and made careful plans in order to compete with the navies of the East.

He knew very well that the East had a geographical advantage, a huge manufacturing base and an almost unlimited population, and once it was consumed, the consequences would be unimaginable. It has to be won, and it's a quick win.

To this end, Seth sent five battleships and five cruisers as the vanguard, that is, the bait thrown, as long as the Eastern Fleet was fooled and pounced, he immediately commanded the main force to steal from behind, divide and surround the enemy, and eat it bite by bite.

What a perfect plan, Seth even dreamed of becoming famous in one fell swoop and going down in history.

God seemed to be helping him, and the opposing fleet really appeared, and after discovering the decoy fleet, he pounced decisively. The other party has already played the flag, and the decisive battle will be fought to the end!

The Dutch could not lag behind, according to the captain's order, the Dutch ships quickly formed two columns, and succeeded in seizing the upper hand, and the sails were full, like arrows off the string, rushed towards the opponent.

The two fleets approached quickly, and soon entered within a nautical mile, and the Dutch fleet raised its flag high, and at the same time, drums and soldiers fired warning shots, signaling the beginning of the great battle. The opposing fleet did not have these fancy moves and rushed directly towards them.

"Hmph, lowly barbarian, not a gentleman at all!" Grell muttered and cursed, the fleet getting closer and closer, and he could almost see each other's faces.

Almost simultaneously, an earth-shattering cannon roar rang out, and a huge solid projectile streaked across the sky. Fell into the sea. With a bang, a column of water of more than ten meters was splashed, which happened to splash on Greer's body.

"Damn yellow-skinned monkeys, fire, fire!"

Thus began the battle between the two sides, and the Dutchman's flagship rushed headlong into the middle of the two Eastern warships, and the Dutch opened fire from the left and right, constantly piercing with a loud bang.

The shells fell into the sea, splashing columns of water, and the artillerymen nervously adjusted their guns. Trying to be able to get a head start.

Boom!

A Dutch shell hit the side of the enemy's ship, and the solid projectile exploded a large hole more than half a meter, and the black hole was smoking, as if the gates of hell were open, but fortunately there were no casualties.

The Dutch didn't have to wait long to rejoice, when suddenly their own ship shook.

A shell exploded close to the waterline, and seawater poured into the ship. Dutch sailors frantically rushed up to plug the gap. It's good that the angle of fire is slightly higher, otherwise the warship will be in trouble.

The battle was heated from the start. Ships on both sides were constantly shot, soldiers were constantly sacrificed, but no one was willing to take a step back, and they were all fighting non-stop.

An Eastern battleship already does not know how much ammunition it hits. Like a hornet's nest, the fire is getting weaker, one mast has broken off, and a large amount of seawater is pouring in. It seems to sink in the next second. But he held on, but he didn't want to sink.

The Dutch captain trembled with anger, desperate to get out of the entanglement. In the left front, two Eastern warships were besieging a Dutch warship, and the situation was very critical, but he could not pull out.

"Hit me, sink them!"

Rumble!

An explosion sounded, the middle part of the Eastern ship was shot, the wood made a clattering cracking sound, and finally a battleship of more than a thousand tons sank into the sea. This is the first silent warship since the start of the war.

The Dutch captain had just breathed a sigh of relief and was about to rush to the aid of his companions, when suddenly the deck under his feet shook violently, and then a flame rose from the bow of the ship, and the smoke and flames engulfed almost half of the ship. The deck was in shambles, the captain's uniform, eyebrows and hair were all burning, he lay on the deck, rolled in pain, and fell directly into the sea without paying attention.

It turned out that a shell hit the ammunition depot of the Dutch, causing an explosion, and ten minutes later, the Dutch also had a ship sunk.

In charge of commanding the Eastern Fleet was the young general Shi Lang, a native of Fujian who had been a pirate at the age of seventeen. But unfortunately, just after becoming a pirate, Zhang Ke killed Chongzhen and became the real master of the world.

Although Shi Lang has not been a pirate for a long time, he is fierce and abnormal, robbing many times, and after being arrested, he was directly included in the death penalty list.

If nothing else, he will be in a different place and end up with a headless ghost. But unexpectedly, when the death penalty list was reported, Shi Lang's name was erased.

This made Shi Lang's second monk puzzled, and later he gradually learned that it was His Majesty the Emperor who personally removed his name. Shi Lang is grateful to Dade, after joining the navy, he trained hard, coupled with a good cultural foundation, dared to fight, and in more than three years, he actually mixed into the position of admiral, of course, this is also the reason why the navy is expanding too fast and there is a lack of talents. Of course, Shi Lang's ability should not be underestimated.

This time he was also tasked with luring the enemy, and behind Shi Lang was the entire Javanese fleet, with fifteen battleships, fifteen hundred cannons, and more than 13,000 soldiers. These strengths are not far behind the Western coalition forces, not only because of the lack of numbers, but also because of the lack of combat experience of the sailors.

Their hope of victory is the naval commander Ming Ruxin's large fleet, as long as they can hold back the Dutch, wait for the arrival of the main force, and concentrate all their strength, they can win in one fell swoop!

Perhaps it was a coincidence that the fleets of both sides used the tactic of decoy the enemy, only the size of the bait was different.

Shi Lang was a very desperate Saburo, he relied on the size of the ship and the large number of artillery, and even desperately approached the Dutch ships, shooting wildly at a distance of two or three hundred meters.

The cannon roared, the smoke of gunpowder was filled, blurring the vision, and the ships on both sides were constantly hit by shells, large holes appeared, and soldiers also fell into the water. Shi Lang only has the Dutch ships in his eyes, it doesn't matter what the price is, as long as the Dutch are killed!

"Rocket, launch!"

Twenty rockets were shot out together, and suddenly attacked, most of them fell on the opponent's ship, and suddenly the fire soared into the sky, even the sails were burned, and He Lanbing fled back and forth in the firelight, roaring wildly, like a demon.

"Hongmaoyi, you deserve it!" Shi Lang laughed arrogantly: "Hit, hit hard!" ”

Not long after, another Dutch battleship sank to the bottom of the sea.

Shi Lang wiped a handful of sweat and looked around suddenly, and suddenly his heart flickered.

The sailors were not without hard work, but their combat experience and psychological qualities were not comparable to those of the Dutch, who had been a great enemy for a long time. Shi Lang brought a total of twelve ships, five of which had sunk to the bottom of the sea, and three were seriously injured, and his ship was among them. And the Dutch only sank two, and two more were seriously injured.

The contrast on the battlefield became more and more unfavorable, the main forces of the Illuminate Army did not come, and even the ships of the Javanese fleet did not catch up. The sea was completely covered in gunsmoke, and the sea was full of wreckage and corpses of ships.

"General, something is wrong!" The soldier in charge of the lookout shouted hurriedly, his voice full of trepidation.

Shi Lang hurriedly picked up the telescope and looked at the sea in the west.

One, two, three, four......

More and more white spots are appearing, it's the Western fleet!

Shi Lang's heart almost jumped out of his mouth, he couldn't wait to give himself two mouths, he didn't expect to save the soldiers, but he looked forward to the urging Hades.

It seems that the opponent's fleet has as many as twenty or thirty battleships alone, and it is simply not a way to live!

"General, there are too many red-haired devils, let's hurry up and ......"

"Hurry up what?" Shi Lang glared and pulled out his saber sharply.

"Listen, I, Shi Lang, was born as a fucking pirate, and was blessed by His Majesty Long, and saved a life, and now it's time to return my life to Your Majesty, and give the order to go down, and the whole army will fight to the death, and no one will be allowed to retreat!"

……

Seth's fleet arrived much later due to the storm, and for fear of missing the show, he was overjoyed to see that the two sides were still fighting, and hurriedly ordered his fleet to pounce.

The two three-story battleships began and followed closely, and the long two columns of ships were like sharp swords, breaking the balance on the battlefield.

Boom Boom!

The fresh forces concentrated their firepower and bombarded the exhausted Ming army, sinking one ship to the bottom of the sea, and then the other. Shi Lang only had five seriously injured battleships left, and this time he couldn't run even if he wanted to!

"Fire! Why don't you fire! ”

"Lord Qiyu, the ammunition room is flooded!"

"Wow!" Shi Lang shouted violently: "Release the rocket, shoot, in short, don't stop!" ”

Another shot hit the ship's position, piercing both decks, and the ship burst into flames, smoke billowing and flames flying.

"My lord, what should I do?" The soldiers were about to cry.

"Sail for Lao Tzu, hit, sink the red-haired devil, even if Lao Tzu dies, he will pull a cushion!" Shi Lang screamed frantically. (To be continued......)