When Zheng Lian returned to Funing Prefecture for the second time to replenish fresh water supplies, he received an urgent order from Zheng Zhilong, ordering him to immediately give up the task of harassing the coastal areas of Zhejiang to escort merchant ships, and instead go all out to search for the Pingbo fleet and fight a decisive battle with it, so as to achieve complete success in the first battle.

Zheng Lian pinched Zheng Zhilong's military order, only to feel extremely heavy, he had been Zheng Cai's auxiliary role before, and now it was the first time he was in charge alone. Although I felt very sorry for the trust of my uncle, I was even more afraid that I would fail to live up to this trust if I couldn't do it.

Feeling pressured, Zheng Lian finally ordered the sailors to lift anchor and go to sea, and he decided to triple the search area at sea, not only extending dozens of miles east off the coast of Zhejiang, but also south to the waters north of Taiwan.

Along the way, Zheng Liansuo led the sailors to discover many suspicious ships, and after capturing them in one fell swoop, they found that they were actually pirates that suddenly arose between Fujian and Zhejiang provinces.

Zheng Lian secretly sneered, in his opinion, these so-called pirates were nothing more than Li Xin's support to confront the Zheng family, since the Pingbo fleet is nowhere to be found now, it is better to sweep these shrimp soldiers and crabs with grass and rabbits, and it is just right to put pressure on Li Xin's gang and force the Pingbo fleet to come forward to fight with it.

"The sailors went westward and swept the islands off the coast of Wenzhou and Taizhou, so as to be clean and neat!"

Although Zheng Lian had hesitated in his heart, he never showed it in front of these very old people, otherwise he would be despised by these unruly people. Therefore, whenever a military order is issued, he is extremely firm, unquestionable, and even rarely changes, just creating a kind of inertia like a mountain of military orders.

However, Zheng Lian's subordinates felt that these Haikou in the sea off Zhejiang were all small flies that were boring to eat, like chicken ribs, tasteless to eat, and it was a pity to abandon them. Zheng Lian coldly blocked back, "If you don't get rid of these mosquitoes, my sailor will not be able to do anything, and at the critical moment, these flies and mosquitoes can also be bad." Besides, this move will inevitably anger Li Xin's family, and if we sweep here ruthlessly, we will inevitably force out the Pingbo fleet that has been hiding in Tibet, isn't it just right to fight a decisive battle with it? Do you have to wander around the sea like a fly without a head? Or are you afraid of the enemy? ”

Zheng Lian's tone was unquestionable, and there was a run with guns and sticks, these old subordinates finally stopped moving, yes, if you oppose this decision, isn't it equivalent to admitting what Zheng Lian said? They must not admit to being afraid of the enemy.

After blasting away a group of arrogant soldiers, Zheng Lian, who was left alone, was a little tired, and he was fighting twelve points in front of these veterans every moment, and if he was not careful, it would adversely affect his majesty, which was one of the reasons why he bluntly said that sweeping these small-scale pirates would force out the Pingbo fleet. In fact, as far as his heart is concerned, he is not very sure about this, if the Pingbo fleet has made up his mind to be a shrinking turtle, what can he do?

After unifying the internal opinions, Zheng Lian's sailors began to frantically sweep the scattered pirates on the coastal islands, some of them were emerging pirates, and some of them were transferred from the Zheng family under the strong pressure of the Pingbo fleet.

For a while, the entire sea off Wenzhou and Taizhou was tossed and jumped, but what made Zheng Lian more and more distressed was that the Pingbo fleet watched the small group of pirates attached to them being swept away and wiped out little by little, and they didn't even show a shadow.

As time passed, the pressure on Zheng Lian's shoulders increased, including doubts from his subordinates, but more from his eldest uncle who sat in Anping. However, Zheng Lian was not completely without gains, through the battle with various large and small pirates, he also learned the true combat effectiveness of the Pingbo fleet from all sides, and the initial apprehension had gradually disappeared, replaced by a natural superior self-confidence.

Through this sweeping operation, Zheng Lian deeply realized that in the waters along the southeast coast, no fleet could do anything against the Zheng family's naval division. Although the Zheng family sailors did not have many large ships, the small boats were superior in number and flexible, and they often had the miraculous effect of ants biting elephants to death when dealing with those galleons without being far from the mainland. This is one of the reasons why the Dutch have repeatedly lost to the Zheng family sailors.

Then, what they lack now is an opportunity, as long as they find the traces of the Pingbo fleet, they will completely wipe out the flag.

Zheng Lian was also anxiously searching for the traces of the Pingbo fleet was the Dutch detachment, and the commander of the Dutch fleet, Pete, was much more irritable than the relatively calm Zheng Lian, and ordered artillery bombardment and harassment of Jiaxing and Shaoxing.

However, due to the distance from Taiwan, the Dutch raids were mainly based on landing and looting supplies and women. It is often necessary to go ashore at night, fight for a while, grab a break and run away, and when the Ming Dynasty officials and soldiers arrive, they can see the sail shadow of the Dutch withdrawing, even if they move quickly.

Compared to his rather conceited predecessor Wallace, Pitt was much more cunning, and he would not fight the Ming Dynasty unless he had to, and his aim was to achieve the greatest results at the lowest cost.

Pete stretched out with satisfaction, looking at the petite and sobbing Ming Dynasty woman under him, Pete, who was naked and naked, felt a reflection from below, and pounced on him with a lewd smile on his face. In order to boost the morale of the sailors, he ordered the plundering of young women along the coast to reward the people on the ships. Of course, as the commander of the fleet, he could not be willing to be the queen, and often the most beautiful women were usually reserved for him. Pete is also the most picky of tastes, he will be tired of playing with these women for no more than three nights, but he does not allow his subordinates to touch these women who are tired of being played, but orders someone to push them into the sea, and his popularity sinks into the vast sea.

Watching these women sink into the sea, Pete would clasp his hands to his chest and pray reverently, as if performing some kind of ritual. At first, Pete still enjoyed this kind of happy fairy-like life, but as time went on, the pressure on Pete became heavier and heavier.

He had come on the orders of Governor Putmans to find the Pingbo fleet and fight it in order to completely destroy the rebellious fleet, and it would be better if Wallace could be captured alive and returned to Taiwan for trial. Putmans made great efforts for this naval battle, and specially transferred a lot of galleons from Jakarta and other places in order to win the battle.

But now they haven't even touched the shadow of the Pingbo fleet, except for looting a lot of property and playing with a lot of oriental women, they have not gained anything so far. Could it be that Wallace has even become less daring since he became a mutineer?

Pete cursed and got up from the woman's body, and he couldn't help but cry out at the thought of these discouraged things.

"My dear Lord Leo of Pol, I have always heard that your prestige is all over the East, and today I finally see you!"

Wallace smiled and greeted the Spaniard in front of him. Just when the Zheng family sailor and the Dutch sailor were frantically looking for the traces of the Pingbo fleet, he had successfully led the Pingbo fleet to the chicken coop controlled by the Spaniards.

Leo of Pol was the Spanish commander in the chicken coop. Clearly, the vain Spaniards enjoyed Wallace's flattering and graceful hat.

"Your Excellency's intention, in the words of the Orientals, coincides with us, defeating the damned Dutch and expelling them from Taiwan once and for all, which is exactly what I have been planning."

In fact, Bol's Leo was a bit exaggerated, with the strength of the Spaniards in the chicken coop and fresh water, not to mention defeating the Dutch, even resisting the Dutch was a little stretched, before Wallace came into contact with him, the chicken coop chief was worried all day long, for fear that the Dutch would appear quietly when the sun rose at dawn.

In the past six months, the Dutch had attacked the freshwater chicken coop more than once, and the last two times almost knocked down the castle, but in the end, fortunately, Zheng Zhilong always intervened in time, and he barely escaped.

But no matter what, if it continues like this, the loss of the chicken coop and freshwater is only a matter of time. Wallace's arrival can be said to have hit his heart, so the Keelung chief was very eager for Wallace and his party.

Wallace and Leo of Pol both got straight to the point, "I hope that Your Excellency will send troops to attack Geranza with me, and I am here this time as the plenipotentiary representative of the Marquis of the Ming Dynasty." ”

Hearing that Wallace is now attached to the Marquis of the Ming Dynasty, Leo of Pol is very envious, you must know that these people from Europe, the nobles of the Ming Dynasty in the East have never taken a straight look. If they can get their favor, it is conceivable that untold gold and wealth will follow.

"Your Excellency, you will do your best to cooperate with His Excellency the Marquis that you represent, and at the same time, please pay tribute to His Excellency the Marquis."

After expressing enough kindness, Leo of Bol began to vent his bitterness again, talking about the lack of soldiers in the chicken coop and the shortage of supplies. Wallace listened quietly, but he had already guessed the other party's purpose, and his brows couldn't help but furrow.

"How many troops can Your Excellency send, and how many ships can you send?"

Hearing this, Leo of Pol replied cheekily: "At present, Keelung Tamsui can send three 500,600-ton galleons. ”

Five hundred soldiers was a drop in the bucket compared to the thousands of the Three Guards, but it was always better than nothing, and what impressed Wallace was the 600-ton galleon that Leo of Ball spoke of. The galleons of this era, especially the Spanish galleons, were the largest, with a scale of 600 tons, although they were not the largest and most powerful sailing ships in the world, but they were many times better than the 300-ton sailing ships of the Pingbo fleet.