The casualties were counted by Mr. Storyteller, which was very small.

Seventeen people died in the battle, three of whom died of longbow shooting. Deng Zilong's command was hit by the iron sheets of bombardment and could not survive. In addition, more than 30 were injured, and the armor was of great use, but it was mainly Wei Balang who had a shot to disperse the morale of the enemy. Then, the small flag arrows, bird guns, and quick guns attacked the enemy at the wave level.

When they were really close to each other, the enemy was the most aggressive, and the ones with the highest fighting spirit died almost the same; the ones with the cowards ran almost the same; the remaining group of those who were not very aggressive in fighting spirit, but did not escape were running around in the smoke of gunpowder. They were caught by Deng Zilong, with a long sword at the tip of their eyebrows and beaten them randomly, and they beat the fewer.

Almost collapsed at once.

They make a lot of profits.

He captured more than fifty black prisoners, and they were fierce and fierce with their weapons. He put down the weapons but was obedient and squatted all over the floor, as if there were invisible shackles on his feet, which made Chen Mu wonder that even if he didn't let anyone guard them, they wouldn't run away.

Perhaps these strong and tall people have become accustomed to fighting for the tribe, and after being defeated, they are sold to white people and then sold to others by white people, and they do whatever they want.

Perhaps it was because they came across the sea, or perhaps because the slaves were cheap, and their armor rate was surprisingly low. In addition to the seven unset plate armors that were pulled off from the corpse, the most were hundreds of Western-style iron helmets, some of which were tied with red tassels, more than 30 muskets, several crossbows with different standards and strengths, more than 20 longbows, more than 200 iron spears, and some broken Japanese armor, Malay armor and Indian... headscarves?

The last thing was useless. The crazy-poverty flag army pulled down the coarse cloth and piled up a lot of them, and Chen Mu ordered them to wrap it back.

Although he was a little puzzled, there was Sikhism at this time?

But he still told the flag army, "This is faith, and we should respect it. We should respect it. We will be the master of our own on the battlefield. It is inevitable to seize other people's lives, but the headscarf must be wrapped."

"There is no need to destroy things that others hold on for a lifetime."

The same is true for a large number of Christians. The crosses of gold and silver were collected by the flag army. Chen Mu called Sun Ao, who was urging his subordinates to return the cross, and "Just ask the flag army to tie a wooden rack in front of their pile of bodies."

"True piety doesn't care about the material."

Chen Mu weighed the bag full of gold coins in his hand, which contained twenty-five Kruzados. He didn't quite understand the purchasing power of this thing, so he put it in his arms without making plans. The real spoil was not here.

It is Hao Jingao and two centipede ships.

"Qianhu, you ask your adopted son to seize the ship. His origin is unknown." Deng Zilong sat with Chen Mu on the high stone steps on the foundation of the church with his clean eyebrows and sword, with a squeak on his face, saying, "Are you afraid that he will run away if he has captured the ship?"

It’s not that Chen Mu had never worried that Li Dan would run away in two boats by himself, but later he thought that there was no need for this. Chen Mu was limited by the official and enjoyed power while not having so much autonomy in his behavior, but he revealed his thoughts about the sea to Li Dan.

The six words "Chen Mu, Qianhu, Xiangshan," seem to be much more important to Li Dan and the people behind him in the long run than the two centipede ships.

Their pirates were also incorporated into the Chen Family Army's operation genealogy during this operation. Moreover... Chen Mu smiled: "Dan'er is a smart person, I believe him."

Deng Zilong curled his lips, feeling more and more that Shangguan Qianhu, who was following him, had a smile on his face, all three souls and seven spirits, were full of cunning and cunning.

‘Dan'er is a smart person, I believe in him.’

This is a resounding saying, why don’t you just say that forty or fifty old, weak, sick and disabled can’t drive two centipede ships?

Why didn’t you just say that Chen Lin had been instructed to take two navy commanders to take a boat to patrol the sea?

If you are not smart, you will definitely be played to death!

"Leave a life gate for the eight-door golden locks and let you break through it by yourself." Deng Zilong sighed and said, "Thousand Houses, this battle will be profitable, give me 200 taels of silver, and find a military craftsman familiar with Guangzhou Prefecture to shoot some quick guns. What's the thing to do if it's going to be!"

"Please use bird guns. Guan Jiang has been working on people in the office. Look at the guns of Fanyi, including large and small guns, and rotary fire guns, they are all innovating and improving."

Chen Mu put several coercine guns and flintlock guns of different shapes next to him. As he sat on the stone steps, he took a heavy coercine nearly seven feet with a fork stand and asked Deng Zilong to see it. He said, "This gun has more than one or two bullets. He broke through the long card every eighty or ninety steps and smashed the iron armor of the small flag. It was next to me. Without that long card, the iron armor could not be stopped, and the person would be penetrated."

As he said that, Chen Mu picked up a two-foot-long pistol and raised the snake pole. The top of the snake pole was not a fuse but a flint. Chen Mu used great strength to pull the stiff trigger, and the flint shot out Mars on the anvil. "This is safer than a flint, but there are still some problems now. Either it is small or difficult to pull, and it is difficult to aim."

"This! It's exquisitely made and expensive."

When Chen Mu said this, he had already picked up another captured bird gun. The shape was very different from that of other bird guns. The wooden handle carved exquisite patterns, which was obviously of great value. The position of the gun machine was an exposed disc, which also caused flint to make flint fire through mechanical energy, but the cost was much more expensive than that of ordinary flintlock guns and was more reliable.

"Look at that cannon, I think there are at least ten kilograms of shells. It can knock seven or eight people down at a few hundred steps, and it will be bloody wherever it hits. We must have such power and range, but not many, at least I have never heard of Guangdong. And only Haojing, three turrets-twelve gates."

Chen Mu took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it. He pulled off a piece of paper from the book sheet that Shi Qi recorded military merits and casualties, then took out a small bag of war around him, twisted out a familiar tobacco and rolled it into the paper and lit it. He coughed twice and threw it into the soil and stepped on his feet.

"Cough, it's really choking!" He raised his hand and waved the smoke and said to Deng Zilong: "The times are changing, and people in the entire Ming Dynasty cannot feel it. Only us and those pirates. Other people's ships grow longer and stronger, and others' cannons become bigger and more fierce. Those old guys who are fast guns and muskets are okay now, but they won't do it in the future."

Deng Zilong was not the one who could accept new things so quickly. He looked at the bizarre bird guns with strange shapes for a long time and didn't speak. After a while, he pointed at the foundation of the church at Chen Mu and said, "Does Qianhu like this land to be a yamen?"

"This Feng Shui is not good, the five elements belong to fire, and everything is easy to burn." Deng Zilong pointed to the earliest Portuguese city hall opposite, and said, "It's good there, lack of water and wood, so treat that as a yamen."

Chen Mu was surprised and said in surprise: "You can tell fortunes?"

Deng Zilong shook his head, smiled with a reminiscence on his face and said, "My ancestors were doing things like geography. After they grew up, they almost starved to death. They got guidance from experts and taught me martial arts and martial arts. They asked me to abandon my literature and practice martial arts. Then I took the martial arts exam and called myself a rough man. In fact, Deng was also shallow and wise, and was a student of the Yangming school, and he could also make plans and draw patterns."

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The church is St. Paul's Church. It caught fire three times and the cathedral was burned into a archway.

Teacher Deng Zilong was the top scholar Luo Hongxian in the eighth year of Jiajing, a great geographer in the East. He had a high achievement in his studies. Moreover, Deng Zilong could not beat Mr. Luo and was beaten to become an apprentice.

The method of drawing patterns in the plot is inherited from predecessors, that is, the map scale, and Luo Hongxian made some breakthroughs compared to previous people.

Luo Hongxian created a map symbol legend. The existing "Guangyu Map" uses twenty-four geographical symbols for the first time. Interested friends can take a look.

Deng Zilong is not only a military strategist, but also a Feng Shui scholar and poet with a family background. He has written "Feng Shui Theory", "Straight Formation" and "Heng Ge Collection".

Because Luo Hongxian had passed away at this time and he would not appear in the book, so I will introduce it more.
Chapter completed!