The Portuguese did not have as hegemony as they said. They were like in Macau, using trade as an excuse at first, and then took the opportunity to make a statement.

If you can conquer it, you will plunder it and rule it. If you can't conquer it, you will restore the trade infiltration of relations.

They tried it, but the tall stone city in Mogadishu made it impossible for them to succeed. Then they built houses and commercial stations on the coast as supply points for sailing along the way.

But Malindi, a thousand miles south of Mogadishu, was different. It was called Malin Kingdom and Malindi in the Ming Dynasty. In the thirteenth year of Yongle, it paid tribute to Emperor Chengzu's auspicious beast Qilin giraffe, and in the thirteenth year of the year, it paid tribute to the locals.

Until 1498 AD, Dagama led his fleet to the south, Shmasa, and was beaten by local Muslims due to trade competition. He sailed north to Malinland where Shmasa and competitive relations were made. He built the first military fortress through the split competition relations of the countries of East Africa, and found Ahmayron Ibn Majid, the famous navigator in the Indian Ocean.

With the help of Ahmayron Ibn Majid, the Dagama fleet crossed the Indian Ocean in just 26 days and arrived from East Africa to Kalikat, the most prosperous port in southwest India.

Malindi was the first armed fortress established by the Portuguese in East Africa. For a hundred years, they not only monopolized trade, but also had sufficient military power to protect the ports in the local area. They then used commercial trade and military competition to deepen their influence on this sea area.

Before Lin Feng arrived, the northern part of the Indian Ocean was controlled by local countries, and the routes near the equator were completely controlled by the Portuguese.

At this moment, they already had five coastal fortresses on the East African coast east of the Cape of Good Hope and established good relations with local tribes to gain tens of thousands of allied troops.

However, at this time, the armed merchant ships on the coast were already loaded with cargo and set sail towards Lisbon, which made Yang Ce's long pursuit seem boring.

What is unbearable is not the boring sailing, but the need to be cheered up in this situation.

But Yang Ce has his own talent to relieve boredom.

In the blurry telescope, he saw that the sails of the big black ship in front of him only rose a small amount, and even found that the other party had dismantled the sails on the bottom of the ship, which made the eyes of the pirate leader with experience in the army shiny, and he used his brush to record this simple and effective sail shape with his best efforts in his notes.

In addition, there are rope ladders for climbing up and down, coastal terrain, and the mileage of navigation routes, all recorded by him, and put them on the inside of the breastplate with a guns thrown by the gun.

However, in addition to these things to talk about self-entertainment, Yang Ce, who was hanging far behind the Santa Caterina at a slow speed, looked at the big black ship ahead with concern that the speed of the Santa Caterina was much faster than the data he got when he was studying in the martial arts hall. At this time, the other party deliberately slowed down, and another smaller warship had disappeared. It was obvious that he had gone to the port ahead to notify the defenders.

"The four days of sailing have passed a thousand miles. How far is it from the meadow land you mentioned?" Sun Liu's expression always seemed to be unkind, but at this time this bad thing was no longer to Yang Ce. He said: "Even if the flying shark behind is going smoothly, it will take two days to keep up. Let's not rush to the door of others."

Yang Ce was also worried about this. He shook his head and said, "If the purpose of the black ship is Malin Land, and it will take three days to sail like this. If the flying sharks can keep up, we can try to grab it. If we can't keep up, we have to go back."

After fighting in the sea area of ​​Mugududushu, Baihuo added eight cannons, reaching two-pound cannons that were not considered to be hit by shells, and the battles of General Zhenshuo cannons, Portuguese bronze cannons, and Fran machine cannons have reached fifteen. Seventeen damaged or intact chain mail, six breast plaques, fourteen fuselage bird guns, hundreds of long and short weapons, and a hand cannon with a unique shape that hits one pound of iron bullets.

Fighting ability is directly up to a higher level.

But his sailors were greatly reduced, and no one could even use the extra weapons, because more than ten subordinates were assigned to control the captured Silverfish to go to the north to find the flying shark that Lin Afeng placed outside to explore the way. Now there are only twenty-nine people left on the boat.

Compared with the more complex sails of the lucky ship, the sails bring faster speeds, but also make the warships need more sailboats. A lucky ship only needs seven sailors to drive, while Lin Afeng's flying shark requires eighteen people.

This is exactly what bothered Yang Ce. His ship cannot fight at all now. Not to mention winning or losing, he can't even think about it and try it. They can only let all the artillery fire in a round of volleys, and there are not even sailors in hand-to-hand combat.

Even if the flying sharks behind arrived in time, there would be insufficient sailors on his ship to make them worse after the victory... Yang Ce wanted nothing, he wanted the big black ship.

But it is not up to him whether the ship can belong to him. He wants Lin Feng to speak out and want Lin Feng to share the big ship with him. He must achieve achievements in this battle. If it is just a boat guide, he may not convince Lin Feng and the many pirates.

"I have a way."

Sun Liu turned his head and saw the bored Yang Ce inserted his dagger into his back, leaving neat handwriting on the side of the ship. Sun Liu, who had been immersed in the disappointment of not being able to obtain the spoils, asked quickly: "What did you think of?"

"We have a lot of grain and cloth on our ship, and some gold and silver from the Portuguese." Yang Ce pointed to the smoke rising from the coast not far away and said, "We often encounter fishing villages on the shore. The sages who sailed here in the past said that the people here practiced military weapons and were more arrogant and powerful."

"We will take out the money and hire some archers and strong men in the fishing village along the way. When the flying sharks catch up, there may be seventy or eighty people."

Sun Liu scoffed: "I'll spend money to hire people, and the strong men came to the ashore to get rid of them, but they can't speak and orders are not fulfilled. No matter how many people they get rid of, it's useless."

"You have to try it. Maybe they can understand the words of the Portuguese people, and I will do so." Yang Ce said as he called the helmsman to sail and dock in the fishing village on the shore, and then he said to Sun Liudao: "The money and food must be given, so that they can do their best."

Even though he said that, Yang Ce didn't think so in his heart. In his opinion, this was a good opportunity to recruit some of his confidants at legitimate purposes. If he could speak Portuguese, no one of the pirate leaders could communicate with them, only himself.

Although he was not going to do anything, he couldn't always expect Lin Feng to allocate pirates for him. If he encounters an unexpected accident in the future, it would be impossible.

Thinking of this, Yang Ce's eyes towards the fishing village became more and more intense, and he clenched his fists and gently hit the ship's side.

"What was that you carved?"

"Tang Poetry."

Yang Ce turned his head and met Sun Liu's puzzled gaze and said, "Give it to the block."/14_14088/
Chapter completed!