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Chapter three hundred and seventy fourth come at night

The weather is very good today, and it can be said that it is clear.

A fleet came from the vast sea. The fleet was of a large scale, with at least 100 ships, of which more than 20 Dafu ships had tonnage of two or three hundred tons. The rest of the ships had a relatively diverse range of models, most of which were ordinary small Fu ships, mixed with some standard sand ships from the Ming Dynasty, and even several Spanish paddle warships. This fleet was the fleet led by Zheng Zhilong to attack Xiamen.

Zheng Zhilong had great expectations for this operation. He not only brought all the main ships in Fuzhou, but also brought out almost all his subordinates who could fight, leaving only five thousand old, weak, sick and disabled people to stay in Fuzhou.

Zheng Zhilong stood on the deck of the largest blessed ship in the middle of the fleet, holding a thousand-mile mirror and silently looking into the distance. The weather today is very good, and he can clearly see the seabirds flying in the sky three or four miles away. Smelling the familiar faint smell of sea fish in the air and feeling the cool sea breeze passing by, Zheng Zhilong only felt a sense of comfort in his whole body. This is everything to his fleet and his subordinates. As long as this fleet is in hand, he will not be afraid of anyone.

A heavy footsteps rang out on the deck, and a man slowly walked to him and stopped.

Zheng Zhilong put down the Qianlijing and looked ahead without looking back and asked, "Lao Wu, why don't you rest below? We have something to do tonight."

Zheng Zhibao's voice sounded behind him: "Brother, I have never understood why you can tell the footsteps of each of us brothers every time. Is it really that obvious? Why can't I hear it?"

A smile appeared on Zheng Zhilong's handsome face: "Lao Wu, your intelligence is no less than mine. The reason why I can't hear it is because you don't listen and distinguish carefully, which means you are not focused enough."

"Concentrate?" Zheng Zhibao murmured, then smiled silently, "I praise my intelligence when I beat my mother. In your eyes, I am an inattentive person."

"You are naturally smart." Zheng Zhilong had a smile on his face. In addition, he was wearing a long gown and a square scarf wrapped around his head. He looked like a handsome young man, not like a pirate bandit from the Ming Dynasty, Fusang and Nanyang. He only heard him say leisurely: "My mother's words are correct, but your intelligence is not used on the right path. If you could concentrate on studying hard, not to mention the top scholar, at least the title of a second-class Jinshi would be indispensable."

"Jinshi?" Zheng Zhibao's lips showed a disdainful sneer: "Are you a Jinshi in the Ming Dynasty? To be honest, who was not a Jinshi in the Ming Dynasty who was above the county magistrate? But what did those Jinshi do after becoming officials? How many people are willing to do things? People say that it is good to rob the family and the houses without any mistakes, but looking at the actions of those Ming officials and what are the differences between us?"

"At least they make money openly, but we have to bear the infamous reputation for making money for thousands of years!"

Zheng Zhilong pointed out the gap to the point.

"The Ming Dynasty is too big. Although we seem to be able to siege cities and lands in the Ming Dynasty for more than half a year, we can only show off our might in the coastal areas at best. But if you try to attack Jiangxi and Anhui, the Ming Dynasty's troops will soon overwhelm us."

"But we have nothing to do to fight Jiangxi, why are Anhui? Wouldn't it be good for us to live our own life in Xiaoliuqiu?" Zheng Zhibao said very puzzled, "We have never thought of overthrowing the Ming Dynasty and competing for the world?"

"You..."

When Zheng Zhilong heard this, he pointed and cursed: "As the saying goes, people will have immediate worries without long-term thinking. We have been incredible over the years, but have you ever thought about the reason why we were so free in the years? "

"It's more than anything!" Zheng Zhibao curled his lips: "It's naturally because of the elder brother's wise Shenwu and his brothers worked together to work hard."

"You are wrong!" Zheng Zhilong said seriously: "The reason why we can gallop across the Ming Dynasty is not because of my wise and magical martial arts and the courage of my brothers, but because of the help of the Ming Emperor and the civil and military ministers."

"How is this possible?" Zheng Zhibao was stunned, "Brother, you didn't drink a drink just now?"

"Do you think I'm as confused as you!" Zheng Zhilong glared. "I'll ask you something. If the Ming Navy at this time was still as powerful as the Yongle period, can you and my brothers have the glory today?"

"How is this possible?"

Zheng Zhibao couldn't help but smile bitterly. During the Yongle period, the Ming Navy had 3,800 ships, including 1,350 patrol ships, 1,350 warships, as well as 400 large ships and 400 grain transport ships stationed at the Xinjiangkou base in Nanjing, of which 250 were ocean-going treasure ships, and also had a large number of guarding and law enforcement ships and command ships to protect the ocean and patrol the river.

Such a huge water power is the best in the world, and it is simply not comparable to the current Marine power of Zheng Zhilong Group.

"It's good that you know!" Zheng Zhilong sighed: "If the Emperor of Ming and those ministers had not had short-sighted eyes, how could we live a free and easy life now? But..."

Speaking of this, Zheng Zhilong's expression became serious: "From the information sent by those people, the Ming Dynasty has begun to notice the importance of the navy. This time, he sent the Jiangning Boss to rebuild the Fujian navy in Xiamen. What would we do if the Ming Dynasty regained a powerful navy?"

"It's true!" Zheng Zhibao's face also became gloomy. If the Ming Dynasty had a powerful navy again, they would definitely be the one who was unlucky. The powerful navy of the Ming Dynasty would not tolerate having such a maritime power under his nose that could threaten them.

Zheng Zhibao thought for a while and asked, "Brother, the information sent by those people said that Jiang Ningbo took out three million taels of silver to rebuild the Fujian Navy. Do you think this would be true?"

No wonder Zheng Zhibao was a little suspicious. You should know that the annual tax of the Ming Dynasty is only more than 5 million taels of silver, and three million taels of silver has accounted for most of the entire Ming Dynasty tax. This matter seems like a scam no matter how you look at it.

"I don't know this anymore." Zheng Zhilong pondered for a while before saying, "It is difficult for the Ming Dynasty to take out such a large sum of silver. But it is said that Jiang Ningbo himself is a wealthy businessman with great knowledge in the Ming Dynasty. Maybe he can pay this silver, right?"

"Is he crazy to spend his own money to rebuild the navy for the court?" Zheng Zhibao looked disdainful. He spent his own money to do things for the court. Whoever believes in such a ridiculous thing is a fool.

"Maybe!" Zheng Zhilong himself felt a little embarrassed about his ridiculous thoughts just now, but he still said to Zheng Zhibao solemnly.

"But no matter what, there is no doubt that the Ming Dynasty court wants to rebuild the navy in Fujian. The reason why I insist on leading my brothers to attack Xiamen this time is to eliminate the newly established navy in the bud and never let them grow up. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Brother, I understand." Zheng Zhibao's expression also became solemn. He naturally understood that once the Fujian Navy was rebuilt, their good days would come to an end. He thought about it and knew what they had done to the Fujian government over the past six months. The first thing that happened to the Fujian Navy after it became an army was probably to take action against them. This is the reason why Zheng Zhilong resisted the public's controversy and launched a surprise attack on Xiamen.

"Just understand!" Zheng Zhilong patted Zheng Zhibao on the shoulder: "Among us brothers, Ah Hu is the most brave. He charges in every battle, and you are good at organizing and dispatching people to support. You are all the right-hand men of the elder brother.

As long as we can destroy the port that is still under construction and the newly recruited navy, if we can still kill Jiangning Bo, then no one in Fujian, Guangdong and other places will be able to resist us. Explain that if the court still wants to recruit us, it would be embarrassing not to give us a uncle, right?"

"Brother?"

When he heard this, Zheng Zhibao's eyes lit up a little. People in this era emphasize the title of wife and son. Even if he looks down on the Ming Dynasty, he has to admit that the Ming Dynasty is the orthodox world. This has nothing to do with strength, but the imprint that the Ming Dynasty has spent more than two hundred years in the hearts of the world. This imprint was unshakable before the new dynasty replaced the Ming Dynasty.

Zheng Zhibao sighed: "If our Zheng family could be really named Earl and passed on from generation to generation, even if we die, we would have the face to meet our ancestors."

"Yes!" Zheng Zhilong also sighed with emotion.

No matter how powerful Zheng Zhilong and his brothers are in their daily lives, or how they can stop their children from crying in the southeast coastal areas, they all understand in their hearts that their brothers are now a group of shameful pirates, both the people and the government think so. If this situation is not changed, I am afraid that the history books a hundred years later will nail them firmly to the pillar of shame in history.

"We must destroy the Fujian navy, and it is best to kill Yang Feng together. Only in this way can our Zheng family make a way out!" Zheng Zhibao murmured, and at his feet, a huge lucky ship was sailing towards Xiamen under hundreds of ships.

It was late at night, and on the newly built Xiamen Port, craftsmen and workers who had been working hard for a day had already entered their dreams in the temporary room built not far from the construction site, with snoring one after another.

Not far from the port is a huge carriage, with a receiving antenna over ten meters long on the top of the carriage. Around it are dozens of armored servants who are surrounded by carriages and look around them with their eyes alert.

In the carriage, Zheng Tuoni and Shin Niang were staring at the screen in front of them nervously. The picture taken by the drone was conveying in real time on this 20-inch color display screen. However, because it was too dark, most of the pictures on the screen were dark, and occasionally some sporadic lights could be seen.

The wife of the line yawned and said to Zheng Tuan with sleepiness: "Miss, we have been flying for more than an hour and have not seen anything. Did my husband get it wrong?"

"Ask for a fight!"

Zheng Tuo Niang gently patted the little head of the line girl and pretended to be angry: "You damn girl, you actually question your husband. Do you believe it or not, I will tell her husband to smash your ass?"

"whee!"

The wizard laughed and sniffed her tongue: "Miss, don't try to scare me. How could my husband be so kind of a man who is willing to hit me hard? Besides, even if he wants to hit you, he will hit you first. Haven't you noticed that your butt has been hit bigger and bigger these days?"

Even though Zheng Tuoni and Shin Niang, the master and servant, had joined forces to serve Yang Feng more than once, their pretty faces turned red by the little girl's words. She raised her right hand and gestured to beat her: "Oh, you damn girl, are getting more and more dissatisfied. Even I dare to tease her, look at the beating!"

The girl in the thread shrank her head with a smile. At this time, her eyes flashed across the screen and immediately lit up. She quickly said, "Miss... Miss, stop making trouble, I see something, look!"

"What are you looking at? You still want to lie to me... I have to...hey... what are those lights..."

The girl shouted: "It's a ship... it's a large piece of ship, and the lights are emitted from the ship."

"Hurry up...I'll inform my husband quickly, Zheng Zhilong and the others are here!"

Time slowly reached Yin hour (3 a.m.), and the waves mixed with the sound of banging the port, and a huge fleet was approaching quietly.

In this fleet, Zheng Zhilong was watching the port carefully with a thousand-mile mirror in his hand. There was no one in the huge port. At first glance, he looked like a sleeping giant beast, growing up and snoring.

"Brother, I just observed it with a thousand-mile mirror. There was no one in the port!" At this time, Zheng Zhibao hurried over to report, with an excited expression on his face: "I am still as good as that Jiang Ning Bo. It seems that this is not the case. There is not even a guard in the huge port. Such a candle can become a uncle. I don't know how the emperor of the Ming Dynasty likes him."

While reporting, Zheng Zhibao did not forget to mock his opponent.

"Even so, you can't underestimate the other party." Zheng Zhilong scolded with a stern face, "According to the reports of those people, the Fujian Navy Camp is in the area of ​​Jiuquan Village two miles away. As long as we can go over and destroy the Brother Camp and set a fire here, Fujian City will definitely be in chaos. At that time, we can take advantage of the situation to attack the Jiangning Army's agreement. I have heard that Jiangning Bo never spends the night in the city and always lives in the military camp outside the city. This is our opportunity. If we can kill Yang Feng, most of our plan will be successful."
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