"This emperor is very greedy!"

To the east of Anbuna Island, on the battleship of the Gauhuali, or the Cornwallis, George Elliot, or the Yilu, sneered at Zhennancheng in the sun.

This castle is not really big.

After all, there are only tens of thousands of people on the island, including some merchants. If they are not counted, the circumference of the entire castle is only three thousand meters, which is basically equivalent to the level of an ordinary county town. It is surrounded by thick city walls of nine edges and corners, made of cement and granite, but there is still a layer of rammed earth inside. There are trenches at the top of the city wall connecting ring-shaped cannon positions, but there is no cannon from a distance. Although Yilu is very clear that there are more than 60 giant cannons with a maximum of 110 pounds on this castle aiming at him, and it may even have entered their range.

"Why does the general say that?"

An officer beside him said with a smile.

"He couldn't wait to reach his hand to the East Indies before he even got China. Isn't this greedy enough?"

Yilu said.

"But he obviously helped us a lot. I look forward to someday in the future to bring our soldiers into this castle. His Majesty the Emperor has prepared everything for us and is waiting for him to give it to us. If he refuses to use this castle as compensation for his killing of our merchants, then we will have to block Guangzhou."

The officer said happily at Zhennancheng.

Then he turned to Yilu and smiled and said, "Then the Tatar Emperor would definitely give us the Zhoushan Islands as a thank you."

Well, that's their purpose.

They were not prepared to use a brigade of army to defeat Yang Feng, but their fleet had enough strength to block Guangzhou and forced Yang Feng to ced the Anbuna Island to them as compensation. If Yang Feng refused, they would continue to blockade. At the same time, they went north to find Daoguang to seek credit and asked Daoguang to give Zhoushan to them. After all, they would help the Qing army defeat Yang Feng if they continued to block Guangzhou. But if Daoguang did not agree, they would take advantage of the Qing army's power to deal with them, use this brigade to land directly and occupy Zhoushan, and then force Yang Feng to force Daoguang to admit the reality. In short, they would not suffer any losses. Even if Yang Feng ceded Anbuna to them, they could also seize Zhoushan under the banner of helping Yang Feng. This was a trick to take both ends.

That's the plan, too.

"So we shouldn't destroy this city that will soon belong to us."

Yilu said.

Then the two laughed together.

However, at this moment, a stream of gunpowder rose like clouds on the walls of Zhennan City.

"How dare they fire?"

Charles said in amazement.

"Don't worry about them, they just want to hold us back so that their communication ship can reach Guangzhou in front of us, so that His Majesty the Emperor can get more preparation time."

Yilu sneered.

Obviously he didn't know that the Ming army did not use communication ships at all.

Before he could finish his words, a harsh whistling came from his head. A shell was hitting the sea less than ten yards away, stirring up a striking water column. The sailors rushed to the side of the ship, looking at the water column and then the distance of Zhennan City, one by one, and they were shocked and discussed.

"At least six thousand yards!"

Charles said with a serious look on his face.

Yilu nodded expressionlessly.

This is not good news. Although this is a shore defense cannon, while blocking Guangzhou in their plan, they also have to bombard Humen to show their strength. However, if the Humen cannon is also equipped with such cannons, then displaying strength will become a humiliation.

Their naval guns do not have this range.

Actually, it's good to be halfway through.

At this time, he was also glad that he did not attack rashly. If he got closer, he would probably be shot by these cannons as targets.

Yilu immediately issued an order to move forward.

Leading by the giant warship of 1,700 tons under their feet, the huge British fleet quickly moved away from the just-flying southwest monsoon and headed straight for Guangzhou under the propelling of the southwest monsoon.

On the artillery position in Zhennancheng, the city's garrison officer and commander of the Second Infantry Brigade, Mojie, watched them leave, and then pulled the cannon rope again with an unhappy look on his face. In fact, the 180 shore defense cannon, which was actually equivalent to a cast steel version of 110 pounds of Armstrong cannon, once again sprayed flames, and huge shells roared out, but because the distance was too far, the shell still did not hit the target. Although the range of this cannon exceeded 7,000 meters, it would be a bit too exaggerated to expect the shell to accurately hit the target after flying for more than ten seconds.

"Send a message to the God Emperor, and our level is too poor. We should start to strengthen our training from tomorrow."

He threw away the cannon rope and said.

Guangzhou.

"Four 74-grade third-class ships, to be precise, should be eighty-grade guns, and they are all good things!"

Yang Feng said as he looked at the telegram.

These are indeed good things. Of course, to be precise, good materials. They are all high-quality oak and teak. He lacks this now. Although Guangzhou also has a large amount of ship materials, they are all materials for small boats. High-quality oak and teak boards that are more than one foot thick can not be found, so he does not have enough materials to rebuild battleships. The three ships of Dingzhenwei also bought teak from the British at a high price, and he will definitely not be able to buy them at this time. Moreover, the current steel production capacity is not enough to make all-steel battleships. Even if they only make ordinary steel shell ships, the protective performance is actually not as good as these thick wooden boards. Don’t underestimate these wooden boards. The protective power of half-meter thick oak and even teak boards is comparable to armored steel. Unless he puts armor on the battleship, the steel consumption is more. Until now, his steel production capacity cannot meet the rapidly expanding army!

Some army soldiers still have familiar iron guns in their hands.

So in the short term, he could only continue to build steel-ripped and wooden warships, so the wooden boards on these sail warships were what he wanted most.

Of course, the British would definitely not give it to him.

"Divine Emperor, I think the fleet should be allowed to go south to fight. We are fast, the cannons have a long range and are more powerful, so we can continue to fly their kites. They came from Zhennan City here. Although it was smooth sailing at this time, they had to sail for more than ten days. We let the warships follow them and attack them all the way. I guess they would not be able to reach Guangzhou."

Zeng Tao said.

"No need, just let them come!"

Yang Feng said.

Zeng Tao’s tactics are correct.

The three ships of Dingzhenwei went south like maggots attached to the bones and followed the British to fly kites for half a month. They probably would have to escape without having to pass the Hainan Island Yilu.

However, his goal is not this.

So he had to get this fleet over.

"By the way, what's going on with the problem of territorial tourists you just said?"

Then he asked Chen Wenmao.

This Cantonese opera martial artist was selected from the army and changed to civilian positions by him. He is now the secretariat of the Commander-in-Chief Office, mainly responsible for handling the report of the directors and land reform captains in various places. Yang Feng's controlled area is still in military control. He set up a military school in the Commander-in-Chief Office, selecting soldiers who are flexible in mind and suitable for government affairs management in person for training or brains, and then appointed as the directors and land reform captains of the local military management committees, responsible for local government affairs and land reform in different parts. As for those villages, they can only choose village chiefs by themselves, but they have to be appointed by local military management committees, because at this time, the territory was small, and his military management committee was actually at the township level, and he himself often inspected various places to solve some problems, and as an example for other places. However, during this period, he went north, and the problems of those land reform teams had accumulated a lot of backlogs of Li Wenmao.

"Hui Shenhuang, when the Guangzhou area was invaded, the Tartars massacres, causing a sharp decline in the population and countless deserts. Since then, the Hakka people in the north began to migrate south, and the conflicts with the Cantonese people became deeper and deeper, so there are frequent armed fighting, and we also encountered this problem during the land reform process."

Chen Wenmao said.

"Have you started fighting?"

Yang Feng asked.

"That's not the case, it's just a small conflict. After all, this is still secondary compared to the dividing field. Both Cantonese and Hakka people understand this."

Li Wenmao said.

"Well, it's okay. You must understand that whether it's Cantonese people, Hakka people, or even those Yao people in the mountains, the messy little conflicts between them in the past, such as living customs and languages, are essentially not worth mentioning. What is the real root of the fight between the local and guest armed forces? Isn't it just to fight for land and water? The Tartar governments and landlords controlled the land, they took away most of the fruits of labor, and the remaining poor are just a little bit. They are unable to compete with the landlords. If they want to eat a few more bites of food, they can only rob other poor people, because their abilities can only do these. In this way, the small conflicts that were not worth mentioning would become big conflicts that needed to be resolved with fighting. If someone else contributed to the fire, it would become a big war.

But what if the land is distributed to the poor?

They are better off hoeing a few more grass in their own fields than they can!

Remember a little bit…”

Yang Feng pondered for a moment and said, "This internal contradiction among the people is not worth mentioning in the face of the level contradiction!"

In fact, he was not worried that the riot of local tourists would repeat on his territory, because the foundation of this riot of local tourists would no longer exist. As Li Wenmao said, nothing else mattered compared to the distribution of land. The poor people who were eager to divide the land were very clear about this. In history, the riot of local tourists was pushed by the government and the gentry, who wanted to annex each other's land and let the poor be guns. Without the mastermind behind the scenes, it would not have turned into a melee that lasted for more than ten years. Now these riots have been wiped out. Even the tribe leaders were most taken to the public trial stage with the progress of land reform. The people who had just been assigned to the fields were busy and sweating profusely, and they had no energy to fight.

Then I personally picked up a group of Cantonese soldiers or Hakka soldiers, and then served as a mediator for them to hold a group wedding, and eradicated the chronic disease of non-intermarriage between the two parties.

He doesn't believe that there are still people who don't give face to the Emperor of God.
Chapter completed!