In Hao Jingao, in the dark and cramped wine shop, Li Dan flashed to the second floor.

There were a few elderly pirates sitting upstairs. Hua Yu sat on the wooden bed full of insects, grinding his short knife over and over again. When Li Dan came in, he waved his hand and threw a dagger over. Li Dan held it firmly in his hand. Then he took two steps and sat with him at the wooden table, with the dagger also stuck on it.

"Where is Maiyatu?"

Hua Yu whistled softly, glanced at the window with a black-haired scarf, and asked, "Your adoptive father, Qianhu, really plan to do it with Mai Yatu's waterman in public?"

"He is an official, we are thieves, are we reliable?"

An elderly barbarian pirate with a red beard also spoke in stiff Chinese: "The officials of the Ming Dynasty like to let pirates fight with pirates the most. If there is no support, we will die."

Li Dan ignored it and walked to the window to open the window. Through the gap, he looked at the stone building across the street. It was the Franchise man's tavern, which looked much more gorgeous than their broken wine shop. There were a few strong men carrying weapons standing outside the tavern. It was basically concluded that Mai Yatu was in the tavern.

Haojingao is a very important transit station in Portuguese. They opened three important routes in Haojing-Nasaki; Haojing-Goa-Lisbon; Haojing-Manila-America, and traveled dozens of merchant ships a year, but not many of these merchant ships hired black sailors as sailors, especially as escorts.

The Maiyatu they are looking for is one.

Because Maiyatu's ship is too big, the bigger the ship, the better. Centipede ships are long ships that require large-scale manpower. Ordinary merchant ships can only control thirty or forty people. If the centipede ship is to achieve the fastest speed, it will require 300 people.

The best sailors of the foreign merchants are naturally skilled sailors in Portugal and Spain, and the second-class sailors are Indian, Manta, Ming, and Japanese sailors. Because the control methods of soft sails in western ships are different from those in the east, the Eastern man has no inherent advantage in controlling them on Western ships.

Finally, there are black people, because they don’t know whether it’s hard or soft, and it’s relatively difficult to learn.

The centipede ship would not encounter such a problem. More than a dozen Portuguese people, more than twenty East Asians were driving sails and steering, and hundreds of blacks were responsible for paddling with Indian soldiers. They were more powerful and cheap.

"I really want to do it?"

Li Dan turned his head and nodded heavily, "This time the matter was completed, the Ming army would be stationed in Haojing. The court mobilized Chen Chaojue to lead the navy overseas. The 700 Flag Army in Xiangshan had all landed on the island. If we take action, the court would win; if we don't take action, the court might lose for a while, but in the end the court would still win."

"We can only do it."

Hua Yu breathed a lot, put his short knife on his back, and carried a worn-out bird gun into the lead ball, handed it to Li Dan, spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders, and said, "I will prepare a few small boats to the east cliff. If the Ming army goes back on its word afterwards, we will go to the chicken cage."

After saying that, Hua Yu took two Francis pirates and turned around and walked out, saying, "I'll go to the shipyard. You're ready to whistle and wait for the fat man Maiyatu to come out."

After Hua Yu left, there were two pirates left in the house, one was a Japanese man holding a long sword, and the other was a Ming man holding a musket.

The Japanese went downstairs, and the Ming people held the fire rope and fire guns and put them on the window and faced the tavern door.

Li Dan took a deep breath and blew a whistle by the window.

At the end of the street, seven or eight tattered and cheering children ran over, surrounded a few black men outside the tavern, reached out to ask for something, and it became chaotic in an instant.

Behind the child, Butterfly Girl, who was carrying the hem of the long skirt, took the two women and smiled while walking, saying in a sweet voice: "Let's go slowly, go slowly!"

Several guards guarded at the entrance of the tavern drove the children irritably, showing great interest in the three fair Ming Dynasty women, turning their thick lips and smiling and making dirty moves.

Two men in the tavern walked out holding wine glasses, laughing and cursing.

The next moment, the child grabbed the black man's money bag and ran away like a wind. Several black man stepped out of his long legs, and someone was stabbed in the abdomen by the beggar beside him with a knife and stabbed him down randomly.

The man who walked out of the tavern dropped his wine glass and drew his sword to chase after the black man, but their target was not a child.

"Ah! Killing!"

Die Niang screamed in horror, and it was extremely harsh in the street. Li Dan was erecting a bird gun by the window. Seeing the performance of her mother and beggars, her heart was in her throat. Then the noise outside the tavern caused more than ten drinkers to flock out. Die Niang shouted loudly and showed them what had happened.

They only saw a few black men lying in pools of blood, beggars scattered and two men running with swords.

"Catch them!"

The drunkards who had nothing to do could not hide. At this time, the only one who chased the Maiyatu fleet sailors who walked out of the tavern.

Li Dan was condescending, and at first glance he saw Mai Yatu wearing a plate armor with his iconic large boat cap in the crowd. His strong body under the plate armor could hardly be hidden, which made his teeth sore.

With bright armor painted with red sword crosses on his chest, Li Dan looked at the old bird gun in his hand, put the fuse rope beside him, ignited the fuse rope of the musketman, stuffed it into the rod, and spat at his feet.

Damn! I don’t know if this broken bird gun can penetrate the shell of this turtle!

Mai Yatu didn't know that there was a window at the corner of the street just ten steps away from the bird gun facing him, but he obviously realized that something was wrong.

Not to mention in Haojing, even in the chicken coop, Nagasaki and Malacca, no one would kill a few black slaves for no reason and run away. Even if Mai Yatu didn't know what it means to lure the tiger away from the mountain, he felt that the defense force around him was rapidly decreasing.

Four guards at the door died, and two of the entourages around him chased out, and now only two guards were left beside him.

This made Mai Yatu feel a strong sense of uneasiness. His eyes were always paying attention to Xiaojie but did not dare to leave rashly. Yu Guang kept slashing across the strong and fierce drinker beside him, and his hands touched the hilt of the sword at his waist.

However, the most dangerous enemies often seem harmless. The three women looked at each other and were almost short at the same time. When they looked up, they had already held short knife daggers in their hands, and they streaked behind them to the necks of Mai Yatu's two followers.

Butterfly's dagger was nailed into the unprotected leg bend of Maiyatu's plate armor leg guards, and the scream suddenly exploded.

Bang!

Bang!

At the window, a musket and a bird gun made a loud noise after Maiyatu drew his sword and turned around. The smoke of gunpowder spread out through the gaps in the window. Li Dan threw down the bird gun and jumped out, trampled on the wall and trampled on the tiles and jumped onto the street.

The Japanese pirates holding the samurai sword were already fighting with Mai Yatu, who was caught in the gun. Butterfly girl laughed and shouted, "Girls, let's go!"

One leg ligament was cut off and Mai Yatu, who suffered a heavy blow on his plate armor, could there be no more combat power? However, after two fights, the Dongyang Long Sword was lifted open to the sword, and the hilt of the knife was slammed into his face.

Li Dan inserted the dagger in his mouth and pulled back to his waist. He picked up Mai Yatu's long sword with a cross guard and played it in the sky. He stuffed his two fingers into his mouth and blew a whistle. At the end of the street, a group of beggars rushed over to support the elderly and the young, lifted Mai Yatu, who was screaming but had no choice but to leave.

The godson smiled and carefully inserted the sword along the gap in his waist. He put the captain's hat on his head in a novel way. Then he took out more than a dozen Tongbaos and sprinkled them at the winery present, laughing loudly in Japanese as he walked.
Chapter completed!