Southeast Asia? Brunei.

The Governor Twenty-four took the South American cigar sent by Flaphin.

"That's great, I didn't expect to smell this smell here!" The governor's girl was in a state of heart again.

"If you need it, there are many more people. Our country has a fixed fleet of fleets between Europe and Europe."

"Is that so? We need to cooperate for a long time." The Governor said, writing a document, "Your Excellency is so generous. I believe that if Kuhn can do business here, it will be beneficial to everyone. I will transfer the 5% share of Fang's naval master to the Chamber of Commerce."

"Thank you, Governor, for making this decision for the prosperity of Southeast Asia, everyone will benefit." Flafen is a typical parted Dutch, with a little flat face and a little small eyes, not very handsome.

The Governor Twenty-four then sighed: "Yes, the Fang family navy has done a lot of things over the years, but now, they seem to have given up this sea area and returned to China to cook some things."

Flafen smiled with a pursed lips: "That quagmire is not so easy to get out of it."

The governor then asked, "I always don't understand why the Chamber of Commerce plans to do business in our ports, if it plans to do business, why wouldn't it directly declare war with the Fang family navy, and use such gentle means to erode step by step."

"What the Governor said is that we don't want to go through a lot of trouble. This is the order of the royal family."

"Royal?"

Flafen said helplessly: "We have done too much in Africa, India and Southeast Asia. The royal family hopes that we can use 'gender' methods to take into account our country's honor and image and not leave any chores for other countries."

"'Be gentle'?" Governor Twenty-four covered his mouth and laughed. "Your Excellency, I'm blunt, is there any difference between being gentle or being tough? Why do I think this is a deceiving act?"

Flafen whispered: "Similar to me, I don't know what the royal family is sick, maybe I suddenly want to go to heaven."

The Governor's face turned: "Your Excellency, please do not joke about Christ."

"Okay. OK..." Flaphin shrugged, "We are different people after all, and Hell has already registered my name."

The Governor sighed again: "The Lord is too tolerant. We only need to repent before we die, and we can be forgiven no matter how many sins we commit."

Flaphin laughed and said, "By the way, I can still confess. Thank you for the Governor's reminder."

The Governor Twenty-fourth thought it was boring to talk about this topic again, so he asked: "I heard that the East Asian waters have been very chaotic recently. Does the Guizhou Chamber of Commerce mean to go north?"

Flafen shook his head: "I don't know, these are arranged by the people above. Our squadron admiral can only follow the orders. However, the fat meat in East Asia is not just us staring at. The French, British, and Portuguese are all eyeing each other. Everyone is taboo to each other and dare not go north easily. I guess this is also the reason why the royal family asked us to "take into consideration of our image". But believe me. It's just a matter of time. Should we invade them gently or enslave them savagely, the people above will decide sooner or later."

"I hope I can be gentler."

"Of course, I can say less when I repent before I die."

“…”

In the past few months when the Fang family naval army disappeared in the Southeast Asian waters, the Kuhn Chamber of Commerce used various means to plunder their share of the market. The letters of recommendation written from Europe, tobacco from South America, and even dumped popular products. The three fleets of Kuhn frequently traveled to the Six Ports where the Fang family naval army worked hard to develop, and almost squeezed the Fang family naval army away from this sea area.

As for what happened in East Asia, almost no one knows this. In the eyes of most Europeans, it should be similar to Southeast Asia. The most advanced armed forces are large fish ships carrying salamanders. If war starts, they may be scratched by the thrown salamanders.

But Flaphin, the admiral of the Second Fleet of the Kuhn Chamber of Commerce, did not think so.

He has come into contact with some oriental people and has also heard some legends during his sailing.

No matter how the artillery skills of the Orientals are, at least their sailing ships are worthy of recognition. There was once a Chinese fleet with amazing sails traveling back and forth between Southeast Asia, the Indian Ocean, and even Africans had heard of it. The admiral of this fleet gave various gifts along the way and told everyone that there was such an ancient country in the far east.

Therefore, Flafen is still affirming the oriental's ocean-going ability, including the frequent sailing of the Fang family's navy in Southeast Asia, which also confirms this.

But on the contrary, Flafen could only smile at the war methods of the Easterners.

He believes that facts also confirm this. When the Fang family navy was doing business here, they always walked around the Kuhn Chamber of Commerce, and didn't even want to look at him from a distance. When the Kuhn Chamber of Commerce tentatively squeezed their share, they directly chose to escape and flee back to their East Asia.

Flafen believed that this was an oriental character, and he could only give gifts and not fight.

But in fact, it is useless to fight. The Flafen soldiers did not think that their broken wooden ships and terrible artillery could make a difference on the battlefield. Legend has it that their artillery was imported from Germany. Of course, the Germans sold products from half a century ago, and they might have been rusted and moldy.

When Flafen returned to the dock, the sailors had already put the coral in the warehouse and handed the goods to the caravans back to Europe, they could make a lot of money.

Flafen was once a gambler, but he has never gambled again since he came to the island.

He found that plundering was far more profitable than gambling, and it was much more interesting.

Flaffen boarded the ship and rushed to the adjutant and said, "Go back to Jakarta."

The adjutant received the order and several large Dutch-made three-pole sailboats left the port.

"Admiral! Look over there!" The sailor's shout came from the lookout.

Flafen thought he was so strange that Southeast Asia should be the safest waters in the world, and those natives were the people he had ever seen.

"What are you shouting? Is it the ship of the Preyra Chamber of Commerce?"

"It doesn't look like...it seems...it doesn't seem to be a sailboat at all..."

Flafen laughed and scolded, "Fishing boat?! You also report to me? Charlie, is your position too boring? Do you want to stimulate my nerves from time to time?"

"No, admiral..." The sailor on the lookout table swallowed, "Admiral, if those were fishing boats... I think it's only possible that they hunted fishing boats for the sea god..."

Flafen finally became nervous and took out the telescope from his arms to watch it in person.

In the distance, there were a few black bumps sailing here. From an aesthetic point of view, it was really ugly.

Flaphin even believed that their reefs were confirmed to be ships thanks to the two pitiful sails on the lumps. This kind of ship was a little different from the ships that Flaphin knew. It seemed that it was not just a wind power, and on both sides of the ship, the huge waves kept surging. It was like many people were rowing.

"Is it a slurry boat?!" Flafen screamed in shock.

"What did you say to Admiral?" the adjutant was a little surprised. "Is it the kind in the park?"

"No, it's for combat, it's a Calaisian pulp warship. Oh my god, isn't this something in the museum?" Flaphin was still looking at the bumps from afar, wanting to see more information.

"Calaisse? This is like a name from ancient Roman times?" The adjutant was a little dizzy. Is this a ghost?

Flafenz paused for a while and turned his head and said, "If you haven't heard of Calais, at least you have heard of Venetian gunboats?"

"Venetian gunboats? Oh my God..." The adjutant finally understood. "The gunboats born only for war, 15 rows of huge slurries, 20 heavy artillery... the fortress on the ocean... But, hasn't this type of ship been eliminated long ago?"

"Well... With the maturity of navigation technology, this type of ship began to be restrained by British cruisers. Later, due to high labor costs and fragile defense, it was eliminated. The once dominant Venetian gunboats did not expect to see them here."

The adjutant looked at a few black dots from a distance, imagining the appearance of the Venetian gunboat.

Flafen shouted, "Why are you still stunned? Go and show the negotiation flag!"

“Yes…yes…”

The flag to ask for identity was first lit up on Flafen, but the other side did not respond. After repeating it three times, Flafen was finally a little scared because the number of black bumps had increased from 3 to 10.

"The enemy situation is unknown, retreat first." After Flafen's order, the fleet stopped staying, but marched towards the west.

Flafen stood at the stern of the boat, clenched his fists: "This Qiukuen Chamber of Commerce has been recorded. Whether you are a British or a Spanish, I, the Kuen Chamber of Commerce, will not give up."

Flafenpod is getting faster and faster.

"Little Charlie?! What's going on?" Flaphin felt something was wrong and asked the lookout.

"The admiral...their target seems not Brunei..." The lookout officer said blankly after confirming that he had read it correctly, "Their target seems to be us."

"Who is so bold? Fighting indiscriminately?!" Flafen snorted and ordered, "All members of the army are ready for combat, and cannon filling are just antique ships. They dare to challenge the authority of the Kuhn Chamber of Commerce in Southeast Asia."

He hesitated for a moment, after all, the enemy was 10 ships and their combat power was unknown. Although the Venetian gunboats had obvious shortcomings, if they were close forces, their firepower would still be quite amazing.

Flafen coughed and had to change his order: "Fill the projectile and stand by, drive to Jakarta at full speed first. Note that it is full speed!"

Jakarta is the base of the Kuhn Chamber of Commerce. No matter how evil the Venetian gunboats are, they cannot escape the encirclement of Kuhn's three fleets. Everything is safe first. If any country declares war with the Netherlands, they may have to consider more things.

Half a minute later, Flafen was sweating profusely.

"Full speed, don't you go forward at full speed? Why are they still approaching?!!"

The adjutant's face was not less sweat than that of Vlafen: "Admiral...we are really at full speed. Now it's against the wind, so what's going on?"

"Hmph, because there is a slurry boat opposite, can you ignore the direction of the wind..." Flafen snorted and ordered, "Follow the direction of the wind to change course and get rid of them first!"

A minute later, the horror on Flaffen's face could no longer be hidden.

"Little Charlie, please count me...how much slurry is there in those boats?"

"………………” After repeatedly confirming, the lookout said in his throat, "40 rows of admirals, a total of 80 pieces of pulp."

"How is it possible... the largest Venetian gunboat has only 15 pulp discharge..." Flaven said in shock, "Do they care about the cost? Do they don't want warehouses and gunhouses? This is simply...pirates!!! Viking pirates!"

Flafen had already thought of this. This was basically abandoning the configuration of artillery and warehouses. It consumed a lot of manpower and could approach the enemy's configuration in a short time. Only pirates needed to do this.

Now, due to the strengthening of artillery, even such hand-to-hand combat pirates have basically disappeared. After all, they will usually be severely damaged before close combat. More pirates choose to deter the shelling and force the other party to surrender.

Flafen knew that it was impossible to escape by biting this terrible 40-row giant slurry ship, so he made a quick decision and ordered the ship to sail sideways and aimed the enemy with his muzzle.

Flafen was an experienced admiral, waiting for the formation to be adjusted. He shouted to the entire ship: "Don't be afraid, although the enemy has 10 ships, our shells are enough to sink them in close proximity."

The sailors all said that until now, they were only shocked and not very scared. The large North Sea three-pole sailboat is equipped with 12 cannons. The armed fleet of this level was last forced by pirates to fight by hand and hand.

But they didn't expect that before the enemy entered their own range, the enemy's shells would actually be the first to hit.

The sailors all laughed. How could there be such a long-range shell? There was really a group of pirates on the other side. They all thought that this was a fleet of uncivilized Southeast Asians. They were savagely promoted by huge mud, and they were simply worried.

It was not until a shell landed 50 meters next to the flagship and the waves made the flagship shaking, the sailors finally fell silent - the range of the opponent's artillery was half as high as that of their own.

Flaphin's heart was already in his throat, and even the range of artillery was suppressed. Who is this damn fleet?

"Admiral, do you want to surrender?" asked the adjutant trembled.

"No...wait a little longer...if the enemy wants to annihilate us, they have started to bombard us now, but they only use bow guns and are still approaching at full speed. I think their guns are not as powerful as they seem."

As expected, Flafen expected, the opponent was silent after the four rounds of bombing, and only two of the dozens of shells hit. The fire on Flafen's ship had been extinguished, and the losses were basically ignored.

"The opponent's shells are exhausted, fight back!" Flafen shouted.
To be continued...