The fleet under the White Crane began to rest and began to assemble off the coast of Gibraltar.

It is impossible for such a large fleet to be invisible, unless even God is blind, and the Portuguese, Spaniards, and Moroccans have all seen this fleet appear.

It is so large that it does not look like a human fleet, and the number is as large as stardust in the sky.

"Newspaper, the war on the coast seems to be a war that has been going on for many years." There were escorts who brought up information from the outer fleet.

The white crane sat on the deck, and it was calm.

Pedru stood at the bottom, he was no longer a prisoner, but a guest.

"Your Alfonso V is fighting in Africa, and you want to take Morocco. I wonder what will happen if I go to form an alliance with the King of Mohoco? "The white crane speaks very slowly, and the slowness makes people a little anxious.

But things were very urgent, and Pedru had to kneel down for the white crane. From the coast of Africa, all the Portuguese ports were attacked, and the Portuguese became prisoners of the Ming Dynasty, and now some skilled coolies were working as coolies, and their ships were dismantled into planks.

A large amount of timber that was supposed to be shipped to Lisbon was seized by the Ming people, who were starting to build ships in several large ports. I really don't know what they want to do here, is it to replenish the ships?

"I think our king is willing to talk!" Pedru replied respectfully.

"Okay, there you go!" The white crane motioned for someone to take Pedru to Lisbon, and Pedro left. Lan Hai, Caesar, Liu Mingxuan, Lei Jingtian and others came out of the cabin, and Bai Minghe began to set up a table here, one table for each person, and then gathered together.

In the far middle is a simple map of the Mediterranean.

"White, there is a place in Shanghai that must be occupied, Ceuta. Now Portuguese territory. This is the throat of the Strait of Gibraltar, and whoever occupies it becomes the master of the Mediterranean. If you want to go to sea, this is the way to go. But our next question is, here in Gibraltar, or go home first! ”

Caesar said home. Naturally, it does not refer to Daming, but his home, and it is also Angela's home.

"What's there?" Lan Hai already has a plan in his heart, and these days he understands that Bai Minghe doesn't do things for no reason, this is drawing territory for Daming, and he wants to turn all these places into Daming's business circle. To put it bluntly, it's still silver, countless amounts of silver.

Just look at the crazy way the merchants look. I know how much money there is.

"I want to go home, but according to the Ming art of war, the march needs to protect the back road. We can't cut off the exit from the strait, so we need to have a stronghold here so that it will be safer. "Caesar doesn't want the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty to die undeservedly because of them, the Ming help them restore the country, and they need something in return.

This kind of reward is not just about marrying a princess. This is a state-to-state interest.

Lan Hai glanced at Bai Minghe, he was a person who sought stability. But this time was an exception. Because he has already seen the combat effectiveness here, he doesn't think of the back road, it can be said that the location of the Ming fleet is the back road. Of course, there is a more important reason, which is the supply of logistics. At present, the food of the Ming fleet is almost at its limit, and it needs to be replenished with new food. It is impossible for the small ports in Africa to replenish the food of the army.

Therefore, there is a need for a national-level strategic location. Warehouses at the national level are needed, otherwise there will be trouble.

Attacking Portugal was a plan, but it was definitely not a small port, and if it was to attack, it would attack the capital directly, as it had done on Wajima. Beat the Portuguese into dogs with artillery, and then the supply of the army was not a problem.

"Lao Tzu doesn't care so much, it's Lao Tzu's turn to be the vanguard, where to fight?" Ray roared.

"Fame, don't forget what we're here for. Holy Order, Byzantine restoration. The rest of the things are chores, so my opinion is to go straight and talk about whoever you meet first. But the only problem at the moment is that I don't want African ports to be attacked, so ......" Shirana Crane came up with his own idea.

Liu Mingxuan said: "That island is not bad, there is no problem to stay two hundred boats." I stayed, blocking everyone's way south. The problem of supplies is easy to solve, we have enough stainless steel, enough weapons. Only a dozen ships of cargo are needed, and enough grain can be exchanged here, not for war, but for trade. ”

Three generals agreed that a meaningless war was not what the Ming army needed.

"And who is traded?" Blue Ocean finally spoke.

"Spaniards!" Liu Mingxuan actually said an answer that surprised everyone, it was not Moroccan, nor Portuguese, but Spanish. Why?

Liu Mingxuan explained: "First of all, their ships took the initiative to attack our fleet, so we attacked them. This is just an excuse, as long as the main fleet is still there they dare not believe it. ”

I don't dare to believe it, Liu Mingxuan is a Confucian general, and he usually doesn't fight and doesn't like to fight.

However, Liu Mingxuan combined Bai Minghe's theory with Confucianism to a new level, as long as the main fleet was there, the Spaniards could only acquiesce in this conflict, and then the two sides traded and resolved. And it has nothing to do with Portugal and will not affect future policy towards Portugal.

"Sell them artillery, we should have spare." The white crane proposed to build yì.

"No, unless you find an iron mine here, and then a coal mine. We can build another steel mill, otherwise we won't be able to sell our marching weapons. ”

As soon as the white crane raised his hand, the sergeant brought the white crane's bag. Bai Minghe rummaged through it and found a piece of paper and put it on the table: "Here, there is an open-pit iron mine. Our fleet has blacksmiths, as well as steel mill equipment that can be built in a few days. There are so many people doing the work that I don't need to explain. ”

Shira-naka Crane is amazing, and seems to know many things that others need to put a lot of effort into researching.

The Portuguese did not know about this kind of underground burial for many years, but the white crane knew about the iron and coal mines near the coast, although there is no detailed number of them, and there is no detailed location, but this is surprising enough.

"This is the Grain Coast?" Caesar could see the location of the place at a glance.

It's less than a thousand miles from the Strait of Gibraltar, which is a really good distance, and they have been to this port, there are very few people, and there is land everywhere that can be cultivated, as well as large areas of virgin forest, and of course, countless statues, some people used to call this place the Ivory Coast.

But soon it became a grain coast because of the abundance of pepper it produced.

Ivory is a luxury, pepper is a necessity.

"Liu Mingxuan takes the order!" The official warrant Blue Ocean was issued, and the white crane was also asked to sign with a seal.

The fleet set off, heading for the Strait of Gibraltar, and after a short day's stop, the huge fleet entered the Mediterranean, and everyone who saw it was crazy, even Alfonso V watching. Pedro, who was about to enter the port of Lisbon, could only watch silently, knowing that when the fleet returned here, it would be time for Portugal to make a decision.

Certainly not daring to be an enemy of it, no one can defeat such a fleet.

Even if it is defeated, it will be even more terrifying, and the powerful Ming Empire will send more fleets for revenge.

Pedru did not believe that a certain nation would send out its entire fleet for someone else's restoration, and that it could only be a part, and a very small part.

All ships in the Strait of Gibraltar are shunned, whether merchant ships or warships.

The Portuguese had a truce with the Moroccans, and they stood by the sea and watched the huge fleet.

The Strait of Gibraltar is only thirteen kilometers at its narrowest position, and the Ming fleet will definitely not line up one by one, so when will it go? All of them are arranged in 36 horizontal columns, fully armed. All the soldiers, dressed in ceremonial dresses, marched into the Mediterranean.

This was the first appearance of the white crane in the Mediterranean, and he needed to show a sense of might.

Thirty-six boats, the people on board can be clearly seen on the coast, and the ships of this fleet can be clearly seen.

On the south shore, the Portuguese and Moroccans watched, and they were shocked by the fleet in front of them. But the north shore was even more shocked, there was the Kingdom of Portugal, the overlord of the sea, and all their warships retreated, giving way to the Strait of Gibraltar, and what could they do with such a huge fleet of only a hundred ships.

Hold these people in the way and declare their sovereignty?

The most shocking thing was the divided Kingdom of Spain, at this time, the legendary queen was only five years old. On the coast, whether it is a merchant or a warship, their only choice is to enter the port and avoid it. On the east side of the strait, more than 1,000 ships are still waiting to enter the strait.

On the west side of the strait, Daming's fleet has once again begun to form a group.

Finally, a crimson ship came into view, the name of which they did not recognize, but the enormity of the ship, with its muzzles covered with its hull, made a deep impression on the Europeans.

Is this a flagship?

Immediately after that, another ship entered the strait, and when these two ships entered the strait, they were not part of the military formation, but advanced alone. The inscription on the hull of the Empress Oliviale represents an empire and a signal. The fleeing princess of Byzantium returned, with a huge fleet.

Angela, dressed in costume, stood at the bow of the ship, and behind her stood Caesar, the chief of the guard, Archbishop Aura, and the court clerk with a tongue-twisted name.

At this time, in the Portuguese royal palace, Pedro, who was used to kneeling, was a little uncomfortable with bowing.

He always felt like he would break his legs if he didn't kneel.

Standing in front of the king, it took a while to get used to the fact that he had returned to Portugal. (To be continued......)

PS: These days, I've been coding words in my dreams,

In the early hours of this morning, I dreamed that I drove through a red light, and my heart said six points, so terrible.

When I woke up, I realized that I was dreaming.

Suddenly......