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Wednesday, March 31, 1621.

History has not stopped its inertia because of some small change in the new world on the west coast of the Atlantic, and perhaps the breeze fanned by that little butterfly has not yet drifted to Europe.

On this day, King Philip III (also known as Philip III) of Spain died in his luxurious palace. This devout Catholic has always made a name for himself in the annals of extravagant life and dim leadership, and the vast Spanish colonial empire is officially on the verge of no return from his death.

But the people of this era in history have not yet seen any big clues. The Caribbean Sea in the Americas remained the bathtub of the Spanish Navy, and the Spanish Army remained the most powerful in all of Europe; Even though England won the life-and-death naval battle decades ago, the symbolic significance of history is still far greater than the actual result of the naval battle, and it still trembles and does not dare to touch Spain's tiger whiskers.

The first phase of the Thirty Years' War in Europe was apparently decided, stretching from Bohemia to the fertile lands of the Dutch-Danish border, where the Holy Roman Empire, with the help of the Kingdom of Spain, crushed the Protestant coalition of the German states.

The ambitious Elector Frederick V of the Palatinate had only been king of Bohemia for only one year, and he was like a lost dog all the way to the Netherlands, and the soldiers of the German Protestant mercenaries, who had lost their leadership and salary, were suddenly rotted in the Netherlands, causing a lot of trouble and anxiety to the governors and parliamentarians of the joint meeting of the seven provinces of the Netherlands.

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The Brooklyn Industrial Estate has grown in size again, with more and more industrial plants up and running.

Ever since geography teacher An Shaoqing luckily discovered the first coal mine on Staten Island, this literary young man who aspires to become a promoter of China's Manhattan industrial revival immediately applied from the committee to import mountain bikes turned out of cargo ships and roam around the banks of the Hudson River like wild horses.

It's a pity that this era did not give Mr. An a smooth and drenching highway to experience drag racing, and the primeval forest was mixed with swamps with dense water networks, undulating hills and high cliffs, so that Mr. An had to often carry a bicycle on his back to trek through mountains and rivers, and the speed was far less than that of those Indian guides who walked on two legs with luggage.

In early March, An Shaoqing finally discovered a small bauxite mine more than 30 kilometers west of the Hudson River. If the scale of this mine is placed in modern times, it has almost no mining value, but it is a great blessing for Lin Youde, the chief engineer who roars all day long and can't start open-hearth steelmaking without refractory bricks.

In less than two weeks, the Indians on the west bank of the Hudson River brought more than a dozen tons of bauxite to Lin Youde's cart and people, and the smelter quickly organized manpower to start working, and the coking plant was completed as soon as possible.

The Ministry of Chemical Industry, which had begged his father and grandmother to tell his grandmother, finally got the first batch of chemical by-products for coking and fractionation they needed, and Shi Yige, the general manager of the shipyard, and You Qi, the shipbuilder, also obtained one of the important raw materials for making sailboats: tar and asphalt.

At the Brooklyn shipyard grounds, several timber processing rooms are in full swing, and the lumber that has been cut down for months is being processed. The earth-based wood drying cellar, the conventional hot gas drying chamber with water-powered wooden wind wheels, and the high-temperature steam wood drying workshop converted from a cargo ship's water supply boiler are in operation.

Although the processed timber still did not meet the absolute quality requirements of the two shipyard leaders, and more raw materials were still waiting for the results of European trade, the time still forced them to start the first phase of the shipbuilding program.

The keel of a flying shear sailboat with a standard displacement of 800 tons is already lying on the slipway, and the shell skeleton of the hideous ribs is impressive. Dozens of mechanics and hundreds of Indians were busy, and several human-driven cast-iron skeleton cranes were laboriously pulling and transporting heavy timber.

"It's going well!" Shi Yige looked at the working conditions of the shipyard workers while looking at the drawings, and was a little dissatisfied, "Brother You, in fact, you are the chief engineer of the design, and we are in a hurry to fly and cut here?" ”

"Not in a hurry, we want to gain sea superiority over European sailing ships, which can only be achieved from a technical point of view. There may be a lot of problems the first time, but as long as Xiao Su and the others get enough raw materials and craftsmen from Europe, I can guarantee that it will be completed within half a year at most. You Qi touched the stubble on his chin, and the former assistant engineer of the Guangzhou shipyard, who was just thirty years old, looked confident.

"It's a pity that the wood dried in too much of a hurry." Shi Yige looked back at the timber processing yard in the distance a little reluctantly, "There are abundant timber resources...... Moreover, Yan zhòng lacks copper processing, and the ship will be launched and will not be available for many years. ”

"Three years of new, three years of old, another three years of sewing and mending. As long as there is a dock for regular maintenance, it will be no problem to use it for seven or eight years. You Qi stood up in high spirits and pointed in the direction of the sea, "The era of dreadnoughts will definitely be realized in my hands!" ”

"Another literary and artistic young ......" Shi Yige looked at You Qi's back and couldn't help but secretly slander.

The two were chatting, when suddenly there was a thunderous roar from the west, and the workers of the shipyard stopped what they were doing and looked blankly to the west, and several European craftsmen walked together and whispered.

"It's the Inner Bay Fortress, firing cannons! Training? Or is there something unexpected happening? You Qi grabbed Shi Yige's arm a little nervously and winked.

The two quickly left the construction site, and soon after, a small group of heavily armed land guard soldiers ran into the shipyard and monitored the European workers at the scene.

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Two Dutch-flagged sail galen ships circled like headless flies in the waters southwest of Governors Island, and a solid cannonball fired from the island fortress eight hundred yards away smashed heavily into the vicinity of the smaller ship, sending a high column of water.

"Damn! Someone has already occupied this place?! Is it the English, or the Spanish, or the French? The captain of the large ship looked at the island fortress in the distance with horror, and he didn't believe his eyes.

The ship had been wounded, its mast had been broken, and the sailors on board were scurrying like ants on a hot pot, and the cannons on board were no match for the opponent's apparently 24-pound guns.

"Three years ago, no one would have entered this place except for our Dutch fur merchants!" The middle-aged man dressed as a businessman on the side looked dejected, "God, they should at least say hello." ”

Another shell flew in, and the small boat more than two hundred meters away from the big ship was also hit, and the shattered hull dust flew into the sky, and the screams of hissing and cracking could almost be heard on the big ship.

While the two Dutch ships were desperately turning around and trying to withdraw from Hudson Bay, the Maritime Guard fort artillery in the Governor's Bay Fortress on the island was howling like bulls in heat.

Zhang Chunrui, the commander of the fortress, proudly held the binoculars, admired the half-baked shelling of his subordinates, and saw the opponent's appearance like a rabbit, and his heart blossomed.

"Number one is ready!"

"Put!"

The artillery of the surrounding fortresses hurriedly covered their ears, and as soon as the fire sticks were inserted, fierce flames and white smoke erupted from the muzzles, and another shell flew out at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Well, the Dutch have collapsed, stop shelling, it's time for the king to hammer them."

In the telescope, the two wounded Dutch sailing ships raised the white flag, as if they knew that they had lost the chance to escape after such a burst of artillery fire. In the footage, a low steel battleship is rapidly pounced on the Dutchman's back at a speed of 18 knots.

After a brief deterrent, the two Dutch ships, which had been cut off from the back route, dejectedly followed the instructions of the Maritime Guard patrol ship and headed in the direction of Brooklyn.

In the committee office in Manhattan, Zheng Quan, who learned the final result, almost laughed off his big teeth, while Liu Lao and Qi Jianjun on the side had a fluke expression.

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At dusk, more than 50 dejected Europeans stood outside the gate of the accommodation in the Staten Island coal mining area. The English women, who were bending down to pack up their tools of labor in the lodging quarters, looked up to see the familiar "American" soldiers escorting the Europeans with loaded guns.

The Dutch were escorted to a sanitation house, where they were forced to shave their hair and then subjected to a series of dirt sterilization measures.

"Oh God...... Another group of poor people who have thrown themselves into the net......"

At the door of a small wooden church, the priest Brest couldn't help but draw a cross on his chest with his hand after watching it for a few minutes, muttering bitterly.

With that, Brest walked towards one of the largest buildings in the quarters, where the Staten Island Garrison Headquarters was responsible for supervising European prisoners of war throughout the Staten Mine.

Brest hoped to get more information from the young "ensign", and perhaps this was also an opportunity to get more English immigrants out of the labor camp. In his opinion, a group of Europeans destined to become new miners entered the coal mines, and a few of them might be pardoned like the craftsmen.

"No, Dear Mr. Pastor, I have not been notified from above, so I cannot give you an answer unilaterally." He Yu, who was transferred to the Staten garrison, liked to see the most anxious and bitter look on the faces of these Europeans, so his tone was higher, "But I feel that you are actually living well here, and you can find a better prisoner of war camp in Europe than here?" ”

Of course, this is really a place that Europe has never seen, and are there prisoner of war camps in Europe? Definitely not! All the hapless ghosts captured in the name of prisoners of war were either sold or killed, and only these Americans had the whims of a benevolent law that exchanged labor for pardon.

Brest hurriedly drew a cross, humbly bowed his head, and said: "Mr. Ensign, I swear in the name of God that we are all honest people, and that the act of landing on the territory of your country is an ignorant offense at all. I'm sure Captain Adelaide must have traded repentance and sincerity for trust, so why didn't that trust come any more? ”

"It does take a lot of sincerity......," He Yu took a long time to understand the meaning from the other party's classical English, "I can convey your wishes to the commander above, but the most important thing at the moment is ...... You're going to teach the Dutch the rules, the rules here! ”

Yes! It's Dutch! Brest was slightly taken aback.

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