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The Malacca is like a huge fish bone, turning the sea into a narrow strait.

When the fleet saw the coast, Fang Xing raised his telescope and saw the locals kneeling in his sight.

"Xinghebo, when Malacca was about the same as a fishing village, our fleet supported them and helped them eliminate the threats from Siam and Java."

Hong Bao was a little proud. Zheng He's fleet was an invincible existence in this sea area, and the rise and destruction were just a thought.

Fang Xing put down his telescope and said, "It's a pity that the Ming Dynasty is not convenient for large-scale immigration at present, otherwise he should take down Malacca and Sumatra first!"

Controlling the strait was Zheng He’s wish, and even more so, his wish to wake up.

Hong Bao understood that Zheng He's means were to help, sincerely help, and at the same time he used his huge fleet as a force to deter him, and he used both kindness and power to gain control.

But everyone understands that this control is not reliable. Once the Ming Dynasty changes, these small countries that temporarily surrender will find a backer again, or conquer each other, until a hegemon appears.

All of this was broken by the "pioneers" who were stinking all over their bodies, and from then on, Asia began to slowly sink.

Fang Xing's methods were obviously more direct. He was looking forward to directly destroying the country, then immigrating from the Ming Dynasty, turning this strait into an overseas enclave of the Ming Dynasty.

Maybe he was thinking about how to cast a fence in the middle of this strait!

Hong Bao felt bitter in his heart. The fleet's hardships for many years were immediately despised.

Zhu Zhanji turned around and said, "One time, another time, look at the map."

Hong Bao approached Zhu Zhanji and was stunned when he looked at the big map.

Zhu Zhanji drew a line on the map, drawing down from Kuwu until the strait.

"Do you understand?"

At this time, the shore became clearer and clearer. Against the backdrop of the kneeling crowd, Zhu Zhanji stood upright and looked at Hong Bao.

Hong Bao nodded and exclaimed: "Your Highness, are you saying that you should control all this island?"

Zhu Zhanji asked, "Is there any problem?"

"No, no!"

Hong Bao's face turned red, "Your Highness, if you can control it, then the Ming Dynasty...the east and southeastern areas of the Ming Dynasty will no longer have any threats!"

Zhu Zhanji nodded and said, "This matter should be done slowly. Our purpose this time is Xuanwei, and the second is to tighten the fence wall of this strait."

Hong Bao nodded, his attitude became much more respectful, and introduced: "Your Highness, there is Siam behind the Malacca people, so it is not to be afraid. Shi Jinqing of the old port was devoted to the Ming Dynasty. We helped the king of Sumatra. If the Ming Dynasty wanted to control this place, it would not be a problem."

Zhu Zhanji nodded with satisfaction. He needed his own team, and from land to sea, he needed his own people.

Fang Xing looked at the shore and suddenly ordered: "Lin Qun'an, have you tried the gunpowder wave?"

Damn! The gunpowder is sealed well. If it is tide, that is a big joke.

The cannons on the deck were untied, and the gunners skillfully started to operate as long as the weather was clear, such simulation operations were available every day, just to ensure combat effectiveness.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!"

Although there was no loading, when the sound of cannons reached the shore, the natives were frightened, and some of them got up and ran, howling while running.

But the other part of the people were kneeling on the ground, trembling.

"This is a deterrent!"

Fang Xing said lightly: "The Ming Dynasty fleet is here, so the Malaccas should be ready to come to see each other, and there is no need to remind them again to ensure that they run very fast."

The fleet rushed straight to the coastline, and a warship was rushing to the shore. It rushed to the shore, and the hull drew an arc on the sea surface, and then returned to the fleet proudly.

"Little bastards!"

When Hong Bao saw this scene, he couldn't help but laugh and scold, looking extremely pleased.

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The water system of the old port was developed, and the entire city was divided into pieces by rivers, which could be called a water city.

A small boat turned lightly in the river and then leaned on the shore.

This is the Old Port Xuanwei Department. After Shi Jinqing got ashore, he turned around and looked at his daughter and smiled, "Second sister, come up quickly."

"Come on Dad!"

Sister Shi was wearing a short dress and jumped ashore like a boy.

"Dad, the Javanese were provoking again yesterday!"

Shi Jinqing looked into the distance and said firmly: "Their envoy should be here. Your elder brother is waiting at the pier. But don't be afraid. When the Ming fleet comes, they will be afraid. At that time, go and ask Lord Zheng for your father to see if you can station troops in the old port."

Sister Shi's eyes lit up and she said, "Dad, if we can garrison the army, our lives will be better in the future!"

"Yes!" Shi Jinqing remembered the fact that he was rejected when he was in Jinling, and sighed: "But the old port is far away from the Ming Dynasty. The garrison is expensive, and we are poor, hey!"

Shi Erjie advised: "Dad, the natives are just a little lazy. If there are many Han people, there will be no poverty here!"

"Well, just burning a piece of land is a place that can feed a lot of people.

There are all forests here. The natives are too lazy to set fire and plant something casually when the fire is extinguished.

Most of the time they are lazy to plant even the land, and nature's rich production can support people.

Shi Jinqing remembered the current situation in the old port, and his eyebrows were full of gloom.

"Let's talk about it when the Ming Dynasty's fleet comes."

This is a flat land, you can see the outer sea at a glance...

"What is that?"

Shi Jinqing's eyes were not big anymore, and he was vague when he squinted.

Sister Shi covered her eyebrows with her hands and looked at her, and her whole body began to tremble.

On the dock a little further away, more than a dozen Han people who were repairing ships exclaimed, then stood up and stared blankly at the sea in the distance.

A boat leaned against the dock, Shi Jisun Zheng bowed to the thin black man who had just arrived ashore with a smile.

"Sir, thank you for your hard work, my father will be here soon."

The man said arrogantly: "Our Highness said that half of the old port must be given up for our country's use. Shi Jinqing is hiding, right? Tell him, it's useless to hide. Don't think that having the Ming Dynasty means you have confidence. You must know that the Ming Dynasty... are you despising me?"

The Javanese messenger saw Shi Jisun's gaze over his head and staring blankly into the distance, and couldn't help but be furious.

A short person has a little inferiority complex, and being ignored is a great shame!

"Ming Dynasty...Ming Dynasty..."

The messenger turned around slowly, and then he became dull.

"Ming Dynasty! Ming Dynasty! Ming Dynasty!"

The originally empty sea was now covered with ships of all sizes. The two treasure ships that took the lead seemed like hills, making people breathless.

"Cover the sky and the sun!"

Even though it was not the first time I saw the Ming fleet, Shi Jisun couldn't help but kneel on the ground to welcome the most powerful fleet on this planet!

Shi Jinqing and Shi Erjie had already run over and knelt on the side, and couldn't stop the tears.

Shi Erjie said, "Dad, let Lord Zheng see the arrogance of the Java envoy."

Shi Jinqing shook his head, tears dripped, and choked and said, "It's fine when you come, it's fine when you come..."
Chapter completed!