Deng Zilong used only Jiazi and Jiaxu two thousand-profit ships to blockade Guam Xigang, which had lost a large number of warships.

He was not in a hurry to attack next time. There were too many enemy troops in the simple but huge port. There were three barracks they saw alone, not to mention that more than a dozen shore artillery attacks were not beneficial.

The key is that Deng Zi had few soldiers, and he only had nine ships and eighty or nine hundred flag troops.

There is one of these nine ships, which is the deputy Qianhu Zheng Cong. The beams and pillars under the deck were discounted, and it would not work if they said they could not.

His strategy is to do what the vanguard should do, not take the merits of the army, and to do enough hard work to clear the country.

Except for another Kashen and Iron-Crafted ships roaming outside the port with five hundred damaged shark ships, the remaining four ships were divided into two groups to sail around the island from the port to the northeast and southwest directions, searching for the enemy's deployment on the shore... Guam is too small, and it can take most of it into your eyes by turning around the coast.

On the deck, Deng Zilong's official boots slowly walked by with heavy footsteps. Beside him, a row of New Spanish sailors kneeled beside him, and the experienced flag army of Yiyu was asking them about the situation.

These unlucky warships were sunk and smashed, and then they pulled the wooden barrels and broke the boards and floated until the war was over. The Ming army cleaned the battlefield and was salvaged with the wooden barrels and boxes. Obviously, they already knew what they would have.

"General, I've said it all." The subordinates who were recruited as a banner army for their proficiency in many languages ​​and led a double salary to Deng Zilong and said, "There are three high-browed and deep-sighted people over there who claim to be Alman who was hired by the Western Yi. The Western Yi gave them three of them a month."

Deng Zilong took the Dukat handed over by his subordinates and weighed it: "I have seen it in Xiangshan. It is worth a monday and the military salary is not high. Are you willing to come here to fight hard?"

Three cents per month are equivalent to two taels and four cents of silver, which is definitely not low. It is just that the mercenaries bring their own armor. Deng Zilong thinks that the price is not high if the exquisite armor and equipment on the three Alman people.

Of course, now the three of them have nothing.

"The three of them have different military salaries. The one in the middle is a nobleman. The Westerners give him eight coins in a month."

Deng Zilong nodded slowly. He had already understood the status of the Westerners, and felt that it was easier to accept it.

The Ming people were promoted to the imperial examination or joined the army, had made contributions in governance or had military achievements, so you were promoted and received higher military salaries than others; the Western people were aristocrats, so they could get higher salary and military salaries.

In Spain, the price difference of identity is two to three times, which is the salary of mercenaries; if they are nobles who serve directly in infantry, their salary is more than three times that of others.

"Where is the troops?"

"There are more than 800 people like them on the island, more than 2,000 Western Barbarians, with three American legions, but now there are only two." The flag army said and explained to Deng Zilong: "Lin Ba Zong beaten the island very fiercely. An enemy garrison army was dispersed, and his morale was low and he was transferred to the east island to rest."

"By the way, there is another island more than a hundred miles northeast, and there are many small islands northwards, but there are more than 300 garrisons on the island less than two hundred miles away. This is probably all the troops of the Xiyi on the island."

Deng Zilong blinked and was stunned for a moment before coming back to his senses. The flag army thought that Deng Zilong did not understand how many troops a legion had, and explained: "The Western barbarians sent four legions to Guam, 12,000 troops, and now there are still 9,300."

"I know." Deng Zilong paused and murmured to himself: "Two thousand seven... Are the village heroes so capable now?"

Others only know that the Nanyang Military Office sent troops to Guam earlier, but they don’t know how many ships were sent. Deng Zilong knew very well, just Lin Manjue was the only one who was the general.

The deputy general Zeng Xishun did not participate in the war, and there were less than 400 Ming troops who actually landed on the island, which was considered as the situation where there were no casualties and injuries in the sea ship battle in the early days.

When Deng Zilong met the fleeing ship at sea, he did not give them any hope, so he did not ask for the victory. Now it seems that these people have been a complete old man after leaving Luzon for five months.

In Deng Zilong's eyes, he can use all the skills he should be proficient in. He is not in a hurry to fight in the battle, and can obey the command of the superior. If he should attack, he should retreat. If he should retreat, he will be an old soldier without asking for the killing of the enemy.

Lin Manjue's subordinates were not such a strong man, but his leader had sufficient prestige during his five-year career in bandit suppression. With his personal ability, this total force had already had such combat power when he arrived in Guam.

Now only a hundred people in the war have survived, but these hundred people have more than a dozen dry ears on their waists. In terms of killing the enemy, except for Chen Mu's headquarters, it is rare to reach this number in the entire Nanyang.

Especially the situation they had faced, Deng Zilong looked at the port with his eyes, and his thoughts had floated a hundred miles behind him.

He thought, should I fool Chen Chaojue and eat this 100-man team by himself; or should I bypass Chen Lin and go straight to Chen Mu, and use their merits to divide these people into his own hands?

The methods are different, but the purpose is the same, he wants this to do it.

The so-called strange goods are a habitable one, which means that others don’t know the value but have discovered earlier - in everyone's eyes, Lin Manjue's troops are still a small general, and even a general with less than half of the troops.

But for Deng Zilong to see that this is not a general, this is a 100-man officer team.

To put it bluntly, with their record, it is more than enough to be a guard, for example, Guam guard?

Deng Zilong shook his head and decided to find a way to get his subordinates to be the generals. If he really can't do it, it's not impossible for the young general.

"The central army is coming soon?"

The subordinates bowed and said, "If it's fast, it's time to come, General, these prisoners?"

"Let's ask, see who knows that all their troops, including those who are now preparing to transport to Guam, ask them all, and if they can't find anything, they'll send them to dinner."

"Dumped rice?"

"No, it's just a full meal. Deng's life and death are not the final word. I have to wait for Chen Shuai to fall behind. By the way, ask the three of them, Alman, one tael of moon silver. If you are willing to help Deng fight, you will always be able to use it in the future. If you don't want to, just forget it." Deng Zilong looked west with his eyes and said, "Shishuai Chen is here, they probably won't live."

Chen Lin was even more annoying to foreigners than Chen Mu. He fought against thieves and Japanese pirates all his life. Perhaps he was very annoyed by the Ming army who were floating on the sea. In fact, if he gave them to Chen Lin, the one who survived might be lower than the one who was tied to a big stone and sunk in the sea.

With pity, Deng Zilong looked at the prisoners on the deck, and looked roughly at the eastern part of Guam, then looked carefully at the island with his telescope, and looked at the corners of his mouth.

"Hey, the island is smoking again. It's quite far away. Lin Manjue's march is unusual!"

The three black smoke in the southwest of Guam had just been extinguished for a day, and another black smoke rose from the northeast of the island, which was thicker and thicker. It was obvious that Lin Ba, who was full of wine and food, led his troops to move again.
Chapter completed!