Zhang Si's boat is full of life losers, and most of them have experiences not far from each other.

They went out of sea from failure, but even more failed. Some people were honest and afraid of things and missed many opportunities for wealth; some people spent some time because of prosperity and trade, but had other bad habits to lose their property.

The devastated Ireland is their last hope.

The ship originally wanted to use Li Yuxi's light to sell goods, but at sea he heard that the Restoration Army had arrived at Ireland Island. The confused losers finally thought they had the advantage and turned to the country of Ailan. After wandering around the sea for a long time, they finally landed at the mouth of the Lagan River in the northeast of the island.

Some people are not lucky. If Zhang Si chose to use this boat to help Li Yuxi sell Muye cigarettes when he left Daxi Port, he might be able to make Tongbao that he would not have made in the past ten lives in one trip.

But he chose to bring an unrelated group of people from Daxi Port. In addition to eight hundred cotton cloth and hundreds of wool blankets on the ship, he was either food or water. He even knew that he had landed in the Kingdom of Ailan. The uneasy feeling of unfamiliarity suddenly surged into his heart, and he began to count the self-defense weapons and people who had military experience when boarding the ship.

They followed the crowd and said that they were here to do business? Maybe, after all, there were some trivial goods on the ship, but when selecting goods, everyone cleverly avoided the Ming Dynasty's most value-added goods overseas.

But they are a bit like colonists? More than half of the crew members did not even have a self-defense knife, and there were thirteen bird guns, hand guns, and fire guns in total. Changsheng's training on the immigration organization Baojia helped them, and almost everyone had touched weapons.

Perhaps they themselves didn't know what they were doing to come to the Kingdom of Ailan without fear of the waves.

They really couldn't do anything, just like the first thought of Ying Ming and other vanguard troops after arriving in the Kingdom of Ailan, this place was different from what they imagined.

After landing at the mouth of the river for several days, eighty-six people were divided into five teams. Except for one team, the four teams outside the ship, they searched dozens of miles to hundreds of miles in four directions, but they couldn't find anyone who could communicate.

"It is easy to find people. There are people in the west, thirty miles to the west, forty-six miles to the north, and there are people in the north, but they can't speak and they are not very friendly."

After the expedition, the four teams reunited on the riverside. The person who spoke was named Wang Quan, a retired flag army of the Eastern Army Mansion. He lost his left arm in the battle between Changsheng and Spain. After receiving a generous pension, he did not return to his hometown. Instead, he bought 800 acres of land in Changsheng and brought his family over.

However, Wang Quan was not content with the status quo as a farmer. He went to Daxi Port to apply for a mercenary instructor. After the Restoration Army went to sea, he came up with the idea of ​​going to Ailan Kingdom to take a look and boarded Zhang Si's ship.

With his experience as a veteran, he helped everyone a lot during the voyage.

When Wang Quan was speaking, he scratched his mouth with his only right hand and said, "If you want to gain a foothold, you will have to fight them sooner or later. It won't work without weapons. What do you think?"

He was not asking Zhang Si. Wang Quan knew Zhang Si's character very well, and he was a good man who valued peace. He couldn't even understand why such a person would take a boat out of sea to the country of Ailan where he was fighting.

He asked about a young man Changsheng Aboriginal who was carrying a short spear, waist and hips, wearing a Jinghai suit, criticizing the Westerner's breastplate but with animal bones and feathers decoration. He was a young man in Changsheng who was pierced with animal bones in the middle of his nostrils and his jaw. He was very strong in his body. His name was Bai Laohu.

Bai Laohu is the son of Bai Tao, the chief of the White Horse Alliance. He is an excellent hunter in the tribe. His unique skill is to fight the big golden cat with a short spear. The Asian servants who were tributed to Emperor Wanli by the Eastern Military Palace were hunting back. He followed Bai Tao's orders to go to the Kingdom of Ailan to see if it is suitable for business here.

He brought five warriors from the tribe. Wang Quan cared more about the views of these six of them, because if a fight occurred, they could fight side by side with the veterans.

But Bai Laohu seemed absent-minded about the possible conflict. He squatted on the ground, grabbed the soil with his pipe in his mouth, smelled it carefully, and looked at the bow of the boat Zhang Si and said, "The soil is very good. Plant potatoes, dig water wells, and there is a boat coming to the mouth of the river to sell them."

Bai Tao is probably the one who has the best in the indigenous chiefs. The capital accumulation process was extremely smooth. He easily mobilized his troops to unload goods at the dock to make his first pot of gold. Then he got a loan from Chen Mu to buy the cocoa beans with a plunge in Changsheng's value. When he returned from the north, he became the largest slave trader and fur merchant in Asia.

Later, in a few years, the caravans of the White Horse Alliance expanded rapidly. With Chen Mu's kind permission, the White Horse Tribe was the first indigenous tribe to own a fleet, communicating with Chilean saltpeter routes, transporting Jincheng wooden square ironware, and Majiagang fur and canned meat.

Influenced by his eyes, the white tiger, whose muscles grew into his brain, also had this talent. He turned his head to look at Wang Quan and said, "The ship will bring weapons."

"Hey, harmony is the most important thing. Although the natives are a little strange, we don't know what they mean by speechlessness, but we may not necessarily have to fight, let alone we are not an army."

Zhang Si didn't want to fight. Zhang Shu persuaded Wang Quan while saying to Bai Laohu: "Thu, you said it well. Let's build a civil engineering building at the mouth of the river and plant potatoes. Then, it can not only be sold to merchants, but also to local natives. The natives in every tribe are not as fierce as they are, right?"

"right!"

Zhang Si reminded Wang Quan that the one-armed veteran was extremely acknowledging this and repeated: "Not every tribe wants to fight with us. Tomorrow, I will take people to take cotton cloth and go to the surrounding villages for a walk. Tiger, your people follow me, we can buy it from them...what is that?"

Along the river bank, a cavalry unit familiar with the crew's armor came out of the forest. Dozens of cavalry riding tall horses were in front of them. There were countless local soldiers behind them, pushing simple chariots full of trophy, holding prisoners tied with ropes to tie their hands, and stopping away. It seemed that they had just experienced a battle.

It seemed that the cavalry had discovered them long ago, and the young men, who looked like officers, came straight towards them from afar.

The young officer in charge was Ying Ming, the chief banner officer. After several easy battles between Xun Months, he defeated six small lords who were unwilling to stand with King Ailan. The terrifying battle formation and Zhu Xiaoen, who was eager to win people's hearts, made his official position rapidly improve.

At this time, his official position was still the chief banner officer of the Eastern Military Palace, but in the Kingdom of Ailan, he was the deputy of the Thousand Household Department of the Right Guard of the Right Guard of Tailong.
Chapter completed!