Han Du did not give too many instructions and asked the navy of each ship to get into position.

The gate of the water village opened quietly. Han Du and Tang Ding stood side by side on the warship and sailed into the Yangtze River first.

This time, in addition to the more than 100 Fu ships, sand ships, and Guangzhou ships that transported grain and grass to the north, Handu also brought thirty warships to escort them.

Han Du didn't know why, but since he went to sea twice, he had a special liking for warships. If he didn't stand on a warship when he went to sea, Han Du always felt that it was difficult to feel peaceful in his heart.

Generally speaking, sailing at night is still dangerous. However, the Yangtze River is wide in this section, and the navy is stationed all year round. It knows the water conditions from here to the sea very well, so there is no need to worry about hitting something suddenly.

When ships are driving on the river, each ship has a lantern hung at the front and back for piloting. The lanterns can also be used to send signals for communication and to keep track of the ship's navigation situation at all times.

One after another, lanterns floated on the river in the darkness, forming a long dragon. In this era of deep night and common people suffering from night blindness, no one noticed this scene on the river.

By dawn the next day, the fleet had already left the Yangtze River, entered the coastal waters, and headed north.

However, the water village was as usual, with the door of the village closed tightly, and there was no visible difference from the previous days.

In the palace, Lao Zhu unexpectedly did not review the memorial and called Zhu Biao forward.

"Has Han Du set off?" Lao Zhu seemed to be asking Zhu Biao, but also seemed to be asking himself.

Zhu Biao heard this, paused for a few seconds, bowed, and said in a deep voice: "Yes, he set out overnight last night. I'm afraid he has reached the sea now."

Lao Zhu nodded, then raised his head and asked, "Where will Han Du plan to dock?"

"A small place, not far from Peiping, called Dagukou." There was nothing hard to say, so Zhu Biao quickly told his father the place chosen by Han Du.

As for why Handu chose a little-known place like Dagukou to dock, Zhu Biao didn't think deeply about it. Anyway, Handu took the fleet north, and he had to find a place to dock when he arrived, right? Where to choose?

Not a choice?
Chapter completed!