Deterred by artillery fire, the refugee ship was forced to abandon its attempt to escape, and a white flag was raised on the foremast.

The captain of the armed merchant ship, who saw the white flag fluttering in the wind through his binoculars, smiled with satisfaction, told the captain to change course and approach the refugee ship, and then ordered the boatswain to gather his capable men, prepare the hook locks, and after the port, throw the hooks and hooks, and climb onto the refugee ship to control them.

Just as the captain was dispatching his troops, the weather on the sea suddenly changed, and a thick fog drifted from the direction of the Golden Horn Bay in the north, spreading ten miles in an instant, enveloping the sea area where the armed merchant ships were located.

The captain had never seen such a strange scene in his more than ten years on this route, and immediately sensed that the situation was not good, and immediately ordered his men to suspend the capture of the refugee boat, and to take their positions and prepare for the eventuality.

The strange fog came and went as fast as it came, and in less than a quarter of an hour it turned from thick to light, and through the thin mist, the captain was surprised to find a huge black shadow rapidly approaching him.

"Pirates? Or ......"

No need to guess. Several flares suddenly shot out from the opposite side, and the fog was instantly dispersed by a strong light, and less than a nautical mile north of the armed merchant ships appeared a well-armed fleet. The flagship is covered in iron armor, and the flag of Kolas flutters on the towering bridge! On both sides of this ironclad heavy cruiser, two light cruisers and four high-speed destroyers were lined up in turn, all of which were powered by magic steam power, and at the same time they drew an arc on the sea surface while advancing at high speed, and the right side of the fleet formed a vertical angle with the armed merchant ships, unfolding a neat battle line.

"It's the North Sea Fleet!" The captain of an armed merchant ship was like ashes. He had long heard that the original fleet of the Kingdom of Kolas stationed in the North Bay had recently moved to an anchorage near the Golden Horn, but he never expected that he would be so unlucky and crash into the gun port of the North Sea Fleet.

"Azimuth 180, distance 11 chains!"

"Azimuth 180, distance 11 chains!"

In the bridge control tower of the "Sea Palace", the flagship of the North Sea Fleet, a beautiful girl dressed in a legendary gauze skirt as white as snow and covered with a velvet general is directing the fleet to expand the formation. Over the years of serving as the Admiral of the North Sea Fleet, the "Storm Singer" Helena can be said to have experienced a hundred battles, from the North Bay to the Meteorite Ocean, large and small pirate gangs hated and feared the name of this "beautiful Admiral". Now Helena was ordered to lead the fleet to the southern seas to escort the refugee ship, and she still did not change her ruthless nature, waved her hand, and indifferently gave the attack order.

"All ships fire!"

The legendary battleship "Sea Palace" opened the right gun porthole, and the muzzles of twenty black holes were fiercely bombarded at the armed merchant ships. The flagship took the lead in attacking, and the commanders of the ships Beifeng, Canglong, Seawolf, Siren, Blackwater, and Tiger Shark followed closely after giving the order to open fire, and the whole fleet concentrated artillery fire to bombard a weakly armored armed merchant ship, like killing a chicken with a knife, and only one round of shelling bombarded the unfortunate wooden-hulled ship to pieces, and it was swallowed up by the waves in a blink of an eye.

Helena watched through the binoculars as the pirate ship shattered and slowly sank into the sea, raising her hand to signal to stop the attack. The commander of Guantong immediately conveyed the order of the beautiful admiral to the commanders of the ships, and then sent the order to rescue the refugees at sea.

The ships put away their cannons and closed their gun doors, and at the same time, the carrier-based aviation units took off from the decks one after another, and flocks of giant eagles circled above the sea.

The "Destiny" airship in the air was not idle, and at the command of the captain Yelena, Captain Maria Steelfeather led the air team to break away from the airship and swoop down to rescue the refugees who were swept away by the waves.

At sunset, all the refugees at sea were rescued ashore and temporarily resettled in the camp at Golden Horn. The North Sea Fleet, in addition to the regular "Navigators", has a team of naval priests. The young Sindra priests landed on the beach on a flat-bottomed barge and directed the sailors to deliver barrels of liquor, butter, rusks, fresh water and medicine to the camp for distribution to the exiles who had just escaped death.

Pastors Sindra did their duty, visited the refugees when distributing supplies, patiently listened to their grievances, enlightened and comforted them, treated the seriously ill refugees, and left behind a pamphlet preaching the Far Eastern policy and Sindra teachings, which was accompanied by vivid illustrations in addition to the text, considering that the missionaries were likely to be illiterate. The text is written by Roland, and the illustrations are by the famous printmaker Vladimir Puning of the Far East, presenting the national policy and doctrine in the most accessible way to the exiles from the empire.

In the days that followed, Pastor Sindra worked tirelessly from morning till night in the camp, and their kindness and patience were richly rewarded, and when the refugees boarded the magic train to the kingdom of Koras, most of them had already converted to the Church of Sindra from the bottom of their hearts.

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In the late autumn of 1623, the Far East officially opened its doors to imperial exiles, and the number of immigrants received increased day by day. There was also a fierce debate at the top of Krasbourg about whether to admit these outsiders and how to resettle them after acceptance, but in the end Roland and his supporters prevailed, so it is natural that most of the work of accepting and resettling refugees fell on Roland's shoulders.

Roland first roughly divided immigrants into two categories: the first group is educated, has certain assets or skills, and can make a living on their own, most of them come from bankrupt small landowner families; The second group had neither capital, nor special skills, nor education, and most of them belonged to fugitive serfs.

For these two groups of people, Roland has made different arrangements. Refugees with the assets, culture, or skills to fend for themselves are either resettled in up-and-coming towns near railroad lines or sent to jobs in factories that correspond to their skills; Penniless and unskilled, they were all placed in rural communes to work as farmers, so that they could make ends meet, and at the same time replenish the scarce working population for the "pioneer movement" being carried out in the Far East.

Rudolph has no opinion on the placement of his son, but there is another concern that has to be said:

"There are as many as one million fugitives from the interior of the empire, most of them are Perot believers, and those who can convert try to persuade them to convert, even if they adhere to Pero's faith, it is not a big problem, no matter how to say that Pero is also a god of the good camp, a few followers can't make a big storm in the Far East, what I'm worried about is that the refugees are mixed with believers of other evil gods, and they will take advantage of the opportunity of our opening of the country to pour into the Far East in large numbers, and I am afraid that it will be a hidden danger in the future."

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