"Dutch warship?" Zhu Youjian was shocked. The war between the Daming South China Sea Fleet and the Dutch had just ended, and the Netherlands lost a large number of trading bases. Although the Dutch were forced to swallow their voices because of their poor strength in Nanyang, it did not mean The Dutch have no ideas of their own. It is not impossible for the Dutch to attack Daming's fleet and merchant ships in a partially dominant situation.
Wang Mujiu looked at the Dutch ship in the distance, still far away, "Master, abandon the boat and land, as long as you get to the shore, the Dutch ship will lose its advantage!"
"Yes, Lord," Fu Xiaojian has been following Zhu Youjian. Although the Dutch ships are still twenty miles away, he is already very nervous. "There are a lot of Dutch ships, our warships, only A lucky ship."
"Don't worry, it's still far away now!" Zhu Youjian turned and asked the messenger: "You have encountered enemy ships before. How do you deal with this distance?"
"My lord, we usually use semaphore to ask what the other party is coming from," the messenger replied with a bow, "we have asked, the Dutch are just passing by!"
"Master, although the Dutch are passing by, they have five ships. We can't help but guard!" Wang Mujiu's expression became solemn, and he searched the shore as if he was looking for a landing site.
"Well," Zhu Youjian turned his head and said to the messenger: "Let them sail to the left!"
The messenger said aggrieved: "Master, according to the rules of sea navigation, we should be sailing to the right. Just now, the blessing ship has already played the flag, but the other party refuses to keep to the left!"
"Let's keep to the right?" Zhu Youjian frowned. If the transport ship sails to the right and stays away from the coastline, if the Dutch ship launches an attack, there will be nowhere to escape on the sea, nowhere to hide.
Wang Mujiu was anxious, "Lord, we must not sail to the right, otherwise we will stay away from the coast!"
"But the Dutch won't let the waterway," Chuan Lingbing was helpless, "Master, what are we going to do now?"
"No, we have transport ships and can't leave the coastline!" Zhu Youjian didn't know whether his method would work, he really didn't understand the rules of the sea in this era.
Chuanbing shook his head, "Father, the Dutch won't!"
"Master, let's go ashore?" Fu Xiaojian pressed the hilt of the sword. He estimated that if a war broke out in the sea, he might not be able to display his martial arts.
Zhu Youzhen smiled and said, "The Dutch don't dare to do anything, right? Didn't they get beaten up by Zheng Zhilong?"
While talking, the ships on both sides moved forward about ten miles. The lucky ship in front is now a distance from the Dutch ship, but at a distance of ten miles, even on the transport ship where Zhu Youjian is, the Dutch ship can also be transported. You can see clearly from above, you can even see the red ribbon of the Dutch officer on the deck.
"Master, what should I do?" Fu Xiaojian saw that the fortune ship in front began to turn horizontally, it was about to fight fiercely with the opponent, "We only have one fortune ship!"
"My lord, a lucky ship can't resist for long, so let's get ashore!" The messenger found that the speed of the Dutch ship on the opposite side had slowed down, and it was probably about to turn.
"Master, get to the shore soon." Wang Mujiu was sweating on his head. This is not a dock. The transport ship can't get to the shore at all. Everyone must wade on the shore. It is not known whether the horses can be brought ashore.
"My lord, the lucky ship issued a semaphore, and a few more ships came on the opposite side!" The messenger yelled anxiously, "The lucky ship let us go!"
"Is it a Dutch ship?" Zhu Youjian was depressed. The Dutch didn't even know that he was going to Nanyang. Why was it so unlucky today? This is a posture to encircle and wipe out oneself.
Chuan Lingbing remained silent, and time seemed to have stalled. Just as Zhu Youjian was about to dock the ship, he suddenly exclaimed: "My lord, our ship, our ship is coming!"
"Our boat?" Zhu Youjian was overjoyed. He looked into the distance, but he couldn't see clearly. "Did you see clearly? Absolutely right?"
Lingbing said: "Lord and villain can't see it clearly. This is the semaphore sent by the lucky ship in front."
"Semaphore?" Zhu Youjian saw the flag bearer on the Fu ship waving the red flag. The Dutch ship that had crossed halfway had already begun to turn, as if to give way to Zhu Youjian.
The messenger really verified Zhu Youjian's words, "My lord, it looks like the Dutch are ready to give way. They are so close, they should have seen our ship!"
"Haha, these Dutchmen!" Zhu Youjian deeply realized that strength is the last word. Without subsequent ships, the Dutch would not give way to the transport ships. Now the Dutch ships are being flanked by the South China Sea Fleet back and forth with artillery. They do not have the advantage. They have no choice but to avoid them, "Play the semaphore, let them avoid farther, and leave the range of the artillery of both sides!"
"Yes." The messenger whispered a few words to the standard bearer beside him, and the standard bearer immediately waved the flag on the deck.
After a while, the flag bearer on the Fu ship also waved the flag, and the target should be the Dutch ship.
After half an hour, the Dutch ships had deviated far from the original channel, and the ships behind them were closer to the transport ships. Although they could not see what they were, the sun and moon flags hung on the main mast, Zhu Youjian The eyesight is so great that I can already see it.
"Hurry up and lean towards them!"
Both the transport ship and the fortune ship in front of them accelerated. An hour later, the dozen or so ships coming from the opposite side were completely within Zhu Youjian's line of sight, "Good fellow, are there so many here?"
The heart hanging by the messenger soldier was completely put back into his chest, "My lord, at the front is the Guangzhou Ship'Nanhai', which is the flagship of Commander Zheng!"
"Zheng Zhilong? Is Zheng Zhilong here?" Zhu Youjian raised his eyelids with his hands and looked at the ship. On the deck of the ship, there were a few soldiers standing sparsely, but Zheng Zhilong seemed to be away.
After the ships of the two sides met, all the ships turned neatly to the left under the leadership of Guangzhou Ship. The helmsman struggled to turn the wooden rudder at the stern to the maximum angle, leaving whirlpools on the water and following the ship again.
After half an hour, all the ships have completed their turns, and the bow and stern have changed positions. The "Nanhai" that was at the forefront was at the end. It was about a distance from Zhu Youjian's transport ship. Rideau is stopping on the sea.
"Transport ship, get on it!" Zhu Youjian wanted to see if Zheng Zhilong was on the flagship, and why he hasn't appeared until now.
Fu Xiaojian said cautiously: "Master, let Fu Chuan lean up first, in case..."
Zhu Youjian patted Fu Xiaojian on the shoulder and smiled, "Xiaojian, what are you afraid of, can the flagship be forged?"
The transport ship speeded up and leaned towards the South China Sea. When the two ships were in parallel, the sailors on the transport ship threw the cable to the South China Sea. The sailors on the South China Sea took the cable and tied it to it. On the iron rod, slowly turn the iron rod to let the transport ship lean up a little bit.
"Boom!"
Although the sailors were very careful, there was still a certain collision when the two ships came into contact with each other. The "Nanhai" hull was huge and there was almost no shaking, but the transport ship vibrated violently, and the people on the deck were unstable.
Zhu Youjian's figure shook, he used the imaginary power to make a thousand catties fall, and then he could barely stand firm. When Wang Mujiu saw Zhu Youjian's body sway, he was ready to come over and give him a hand, but he didn't expect that he himself was also unstable. Just in time to catch up with the hull and leaned to the other side, the center of gravity was shaken for a while, and with a "slap", it fell to the deck.
Although Fu Xiaojian's martial arts was much higher than Wang Mujiu's, he was powerless on the swaying transport ship. With the help of the messenger, he barely gained a foothold.
Zhu Youjian stabilized his figure and looked at the "Nanhai". Although the length is not clear, the height is more than one foot higher than that of the transport ship. People standing on the deck need to look up.
A familiar figure climbed down from the gangway of the "Nanhai" with his back on his back. Zhu Youjian smiled silently, but the soldier reminded him: "Important, Commander Zheng is here!"
"Where is the imperial commissioner?" Zheng Zhilong yelled as soon as he got on the deck of the transport ship. Suddenly seeing Zhu Youzhen, he was taken aback, then trot over, rolled over and knelt and said: "Zheng Zhilong see..."
"Commander Zheng is finally here?" Zhu Youjian interrupted Zheng Zhilong and helped Zheng Zhilong up. "This is not a place to speak, go, and take a look on the'Nanhai'!"
"Yes, sire..."
"Talk while walking!" Zhu Youjian interrupted Zheng Zhilong again, "Commander Zheng is still so impatient."
Zheng Zhilong was puzzled at first. After thinking about it, he finally understood. The soldiers told him that the imperial court had sent imperial envoys to Nanyang, and he did not say that Zhu Youjian had come in person, but Zhu Youjian was hidden in the imperial envoys, apparently in a micro service. Private visit.
"Lord..." Wang Mujiu saw Zhu Youjian leaving alone, and felt uneasy. He didn't know exactly what Zheng Zhilong was. He only knew that Zheng Zhilong was a pirate.
Zhu Youzhen laughed and said, "Don't worry about Mu Jiu, let Xiaojian accompany him. If you are bored, you can also come to the South China Sea!"
"Yes, Lord." The two agreed in unison, and Fu Xiaojian led a group of guards, closely behind Zhu Youjian, while Wang Mujiu took a few soldiers and then boarded the "Nanhai".
Zheng Zhilong introduced Zhu Youjian into his command war room. On both sides of the command room, there were large portholes to observe the movement on the sea surface. Now these portholes are blocked by curtains and cannot be seen outside.
He retired all his soldiers, and saw that in the room except for Zhu Youjian, only his personal bodyguard, Fu Xiaojian, turned over and knelt: "Weichen Zheng Zhilong knocked to see your majesty. Weichen did not know that your majesty had arrived. Your Majesty forgive you for not knowing the crime!"
"Get up, Zhilong, if you don't know, what's the crime?" Zhu Youzhen smiled lightly: "You should have seen that the master is a private visit, like Xiaojian and others, you will be called'Master'. !"
"Yes, sire... sir!" Zheng Zhilong finally changed his mouth, always feeling a little weird, he stood up, "this time sire is coming to Nanyang..."