The sea breeze blew the plywood, and Xiamen Island, which was originally like a military camp, now seemed like a busy city.
Sun Lin looked up and saw that Zheng's army disembarked from the warship in groups. Many family members greeted them on the shore. Tears and laughter continued. It looked very touching.
The bachelors, on the other hand, took out their money bags without hesitation, showed lustful smiles, loosened their belts as they walked, and headed towards the tent a few hundred steps away.
Although it was not clearly visible, the woman's laughing voice and graceful figure could be vaguely heard.
In sharp contrast, in the East China Sea Navy, the sailors stayed on the ship. Although they looked envious, they stayed calm and did not dare to mess around.
Only those marines who were exploring the road carefully got off the ship and formed a column according to the rules. They quickly became like tofu. Although it took a quarter of an hour, they looked like elite soldiers.
In this way, a sharp contrast is formed.
Zheng Zhilong stared silently, while Zheng Hongkui (formerly known as Zheng Zhifeng) gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and closed his eyes, unable to speak.
Zheng Zhihu and Zheng Zhipeng were surprised. They turned to look at their elder brother and saw that his face was gloomy and his lips were slightly open. They wanted to say something but couldn't.
"Jingying is indeed the best in the world!"
Clapping his palms, Zheng Zhilong said with a smile.
"It's also typed."
Sun Lin said humbly but with pride: "These soldiers have fought for hundreds of years and been included in the Marine Corps. They are all elites who can equal one to five or ten. Ordinary soldiers cannot come."
After that, he glanced at the messy Xiamen Island and couldn't help but said: "As for the island, we won't go there. We can't let our thoughts wander now."
This seems to have a double meaning.
"Brother——"
Zheng Zhihu was a reckless man with a bad temper, and he couldn't help it.
"Even though she is young, she is a relative of the royal family, so don't disturb her."
Zheng Zhilong stared at Xiamen Island and murmured: "It seems that I won't be able to stay in Fujian for long..."
Just as these few people were repairing in Xiamen, countless civil and military officials from Fujian visited them. Especially after seeing the warships that were no less than those of the Xiyi people, they were even more impressed.
This time, the Donghai Navy took the ten most elite Galen ships, which cost about 1,500 tons (500 tons), which can be said to be extremely serious.
The troop transport ships are large fortune ships with two thousand materials. They are five huge ships. Although the speed is a little slower, they have a full transport capacity.
Food consists of firearms, gunpowder, armor, and the most important red cannon.
That's right, in this battle, Santo Domingo in the chicken coop and the city of Relanja in the big army both need the blessing of artillery.
According to the information of the Spanish, the two castles of Jilong and Tamsui were both bastions built by them back then.
What's more, the city of Relanja in Dajuan has been built for decades and is extremely dangerous.
Historically, Zheng Chenggong first surrounded Relanze and built freshwater chicken coops. It took him a year and only after the reinforcements were cut off, Relanze surrendered.
Without a few red cannons, the Dutch would not surrender easily.
On the eighth day of the second lunar month, the army set off on time, and the envoy who was one step ahead speeded up to reach the leader and boarded the dangerous Castle of Geranze.
There were only a thousand men in the garrison, but there were more than 20,000 Han and Tibetan people within a radius of two to three hundred miles of the castle. They monopolized the trade in silk, sugar, tea, deerskin, etc., and accounted for 20% of the East India Company's profits.
So when Zheng Zhilong focused his attention on the mainland, the Dutch went out in force and usurped many of the Zheng family's interests.
"Surrender? Transfer the land?" Governor Felberg stood up and said angrily: "Back then, Zheng Yiguan allowed us to build and expand the city of Dayuan. Why do we regret it now?"
This also made the Dutch angry.
At that time, he was planning to build a new trading post on the Penghu Islands, but he was thwarted by Zheng Zhilong and the government, who wanted to use coercion and inducement, so they only had a promise of development.
"absurd--"
The Ming envoy was a scholar after all. Hearing this translation, he immediately angrily said: "Zheng Zhilong is just a general soldier. How can he decide the fate of a country's land?"
Upon hearing this, Felberg immediately ordered the secretary on the side to find the peace treaty from that year.
In the end, there was nothing. Zheng Zhilong was so famous back then, it was just a verbal promise, and the Fujian government didn't want to be talked about. They didn't say anything about the seal, and there was not even a word of evidence.
"Akito is so shameless."
Felberg kept cursing secretly, but still said loudly: "You are not the Ming Dynasty. In a strange place, first come first served. Your country's words are really unworthy of the nobility. Don't you want to be a thief?" ?”
"Nonsense, Da Yuan has been the territory of the Ming Dynasty since ancient times."
The envoy said without fear: "This place was originally under the jurisdiction of the Penghu Inspection Bureau. How can we deny it now that it has been taken back?"
As he spoke, he cited scriptures, from Wei Wen during the Three Kingdoms period to the people's development during the Tianqi period of Chongzhen, and finally echoed the words:
"Since ancient times, you have been the land of our Ming Dynasty, and there is no way to deny it."
Felberg was choked to the point of speechlessness and rolled his eyes helplessly.
He finally understood that this Mingren was just like them, what he said from ancient times and what history was was just a reason.
"I want to report it to Batavia. I can't make the decision."
"Your Majesty the Governor, you only have two days. Once these two days have passed, our Ming army will arrive in Relanja City."
"What, the army?" Felberg was furious, his beard trembling: "You are pretending to destroy the pirates. Your real intention is to kill the city of Relanja?"
The envoy quickly denied it.
After he left, the whole Relanzhe fell into panic. Everyone was afraid of Zheng Zhilong, and they didn't want to fight with the giant Ming Dynasty.
The East India Company was here to do business, not to fight.
However, Feuerberg had other ideas: "The Spaniards went to Beijing. It must be because of them that Ming people will go south."
"Gentlemen, although the Ming Dynasty is indeed huge, the interests of the company's senior officials cannot be easily discarded. This is the intersection between the Ming Dynasty, Japan, and Batavia and must not be given away."
"I admit that they are outnumbered at sea, but this is a castle, the city of Geranje, and they don't have such artillery."
"You are right, Your Majesty the Governor, but you forgot that there are Spanish and Portuguese in Macau, they can sell artillery to Ming people."
At this time, a man raised his hand and said.
"Then let God decide!"
Felberg shook his head and said: "Anyway, I can't decide to surrender. Unless the castle is going to fall, I still have to protect the East India Company's property."
Two days passed quickly, and Relanja City Council chose to refuse.
As soon as the Ming army landed, they immediately showed the strength of the Zheng family. They almost licked the pot and embraced each other enthusiastically.
Therefore, under this castle, a huge Ming army surrounded it layer by layer.
The Ming Dynasty and the Dutch began their first real confrontation in history.
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