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Chapter 81: A Dazzling Harvest


readx boarded the deck, and they found that most of the sailors were from Ming Dynasty.

The deck was very clean and tidy.

They had never seen such a tidy deck.

There was no filthy scene on their ship, which was amazing.

When they were brought to the front cabin, they were surprised to find that several Ming people and a Portuguese man were surrounded by an extremely tall Ming general.

It was obvious that this Ming general was the leader.

Gothic full body armor, but not worn Putting on the helmet, he has dark skin, which is different from ordinary Ming people.

His cheekbones are slightly raised, which makes his face very three-dimensional and makes his face very stern.

On his face, they did not find humility.

There was only a stern look in his eyes, and a hint of contempt.

"The person in front of you is the commander of the Ming Dynasty, Lord Zhao Lie."

The Portuguese said in better Spanish.

The two people looked at Zhao Lie in surprise.

"You mean it's Ming's fleet that's fighting us, right?"

Abelardo asked hesitantly.

"Yes, we are indeed the Ming Dynasty's fleet."

Muñoz replied with a complicated mood.

Indeed, when Zhao Lie told them that their target was the silver ship from the New Spanish Colony in the Americas to Manila, the Portuguese were also surprised.

However, in the past ten years, Spain has continued to squeeze the Portuguese in order to make up for the shortcomings of the war, and the relationship between the two countries has developed rapidly.

If the situation deteriorates, Munoz knows it well, and it is acceptable to attack the Spaniards, not to mention that they can't help themselves.

However, this was the first time that Muñoz saw a Ming Dynasty man who dared to attack Europeans proactively.

Zhao Lie was full of the same attacks as Europeans.

No, he was more courageous and adventurous.

He had no country to back him up.

Yes, no, the huge empire of Ming Dynasty did not give him any help.

He was fighting alone.

If Muñoz was placed in Zhao Lie's position, he would never dare to take such a risk.

"But you are flying the Portuguese flag to sneak attack, you are liars and thieves."

Abelardo shouted angrily.

It was so embarrassing to lose to the indigenous fleet.

Damn, it was so embarrassing.

How could he, who always claimed to be a nobleman of the Spanish Empire, lose to the Ming indigenous people?

Abelardo could only rely on sneak attacks to save some face for himself.

Muñoz rolled his eyes and translated his words.

"It seems that you arrived in America to spread the gospel of the Lord in a friendly manner, but you spread it with muskets and cannons, and you also took so much gold and silver from your master."

Zhao Lienu pursed his lips and motioned for Muñoz to translate.

"If we are thieves, then you are robbers, or robbers who commit all kinds of crimes, including murder and arson."

Zhao Lie withdrew his hand cleanly.

Muñoz’s mixed interpretations are something that the Portuguese also do, as was the case in the Portuguese colony of Brazil.

Abelardo's face was burning with pain.

Unlike other ignorant natives, this pagan knew everything about Spain's expansion of overseas territories, so he slapped him in the face in public.

"We opened up the territory to spread the gospel of the Lord.

They will be grateful to us for changing their barbaric life in the future."

Abelardo argued with the cliché that Europeans used to glorify themselves.

"Oh, thank you in hell.

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How many Indians have survived in the past hundred years?"

Zhao Lie said with a half-smile.

"I think they are cursing you in hell.

That's tens of millions of souls."

Muñoz translated with fear in his heart.

There were also many innocent souls of Indians in the hands of the Portuguese.

He was still more or less a devout Catholic, and he felt terrified while translating.

When Zhao Lie's words were translated, no matter how thick-skinned the two of them were, they couldn't hold on anymore.

These words were too slap in the face and too vicious.

Let their religious beliefs tremble with fear.

They are not ordinary Spanish soldiers, they are the upper-class Spanish nobles.

They know everything about America.

In the process of robbing Indian land, they killed millions of Indians.

As for forcing them to mine gold, silver and copper, There are countless Indians who died while refining gold and silver in a toxic environment, and died of overwork on the farms.

They are also ghosts.

Are there millions of innocent souls?

"Every gram of your gold and silver carries the wronged soul and blood of an Indian."

Zhao Lie pointed his halberd at the two of them.

This sentence slapped their faces into the Pacific Ocean, and their faces turned red.

"You are insulting us, I want to fight you."

Abelardo shouted angrily, unable to use his words, Abelardo decided to save some face by taking action.

Muñoz looked at him with pity and asked: "Are you sure?"

Are you kidding me?

I really feel like I have a long life in a duel with Zhao Lie, a wise guy.

"I'm sure.

I will fight until death."

Abelardo gritted his teeth.

He glared at Muñoz fiercely, "Nima, what's that look like?"

Muñoz curled his lips, "Ignorant people are really fearless.

If you duel with Zhao Lie, a wise man, you have booked a ticket to hell in advance."

Congratulations, Lord Abelardo.

After Munoz finished translating, Zhao Lie smiled wantonly.

I insulted you for a long time just because of your words, so that I can properly avenge my dead and injured brothers.

"Okay, I accept your challenge."

Zhao Lie said.

All five enemy ships have been taken over, and the trouble has been eliminated.

Now we can have some fun.

"Tomorrow, we will duel in the presence of our respective subordinates, so that they can witness fairness."

Abelardo nodded in agreement arrogantly.

He also tried to maintain his image as a Spanish noble, but it only made him look more comical, more like a scoundrel who couldn't explain the truth and started acting mischievously.

The entire fleet did not immediately sail at full speed, but turned its bow to the north and moved slowly at a turtle speed.

Among the battleships, except for the five later ones, the Wei Qing and other four ships in front, and the three captured ships were damaged everywhere, and the sides of the ship were damaged.

Big holes, broken masts, broken sails, work everywhere, even armor and gunners joined in The maintenance team found it extremely troublesome to repair the rudders of the St.

Louis Princess and the Jose.

It only took three days to repair the rudders.

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In addition, the force also caused slow seepage at the stern, which was also time-consuming.

Fortunately, the two ships were huge and had extremely thick planks, so no major damage was caused.

Of course, it took four full days to complete the repairs on the other ships.

On the fifth day, the fleet was finally repaired.

However, the rudders of the two Clark galleons were only barely functional.

If there was a fierce naval battle on the road, they would not be able to escape. of.

"We seized more than 72,000 gold coins, 42 tons of silver, and 645 kilograms of various gemstones.

One hundred and fifty muskets, thirty-seven cross swords, twenty-eight pieces of full-body armor, and seventy pieces of half-body armor.

Three mates, two hundred and forty-two muskets, and three hundred pieces of silverware, one hundred and twenty cannons in good condition, among others.

Among them were six thirty-six-pound cannon and twenty twenty-four-pound cannon.

Seven hundred and seventy-six of the enemy were captured, and two hundred and ninety-six were killed.

In addition, there was one thousand-ton sailing ship and an eight-hundred-ton sailing ship.

One, one 600-ton warship, and two 550-ton warships."

Qi Wei said this and looked at the expressionless Zhao Lie.

He knew that Zhao Lie was in a bad mood these days because of the casualties.

"We lost eighteen cannons, sixty-nine sailors and gunners were killed, and thirty-seven were wounded."

Zhao Lie was in a state of sorrow and joy at this time.

A funeral was held on the day the battle ended.

Every sailor who died in the battle was wrapped in a sack, with cannonballs tied to his feet, and buried at sea.

Zhao Lie attended the funeral of the Wei Qing, and the captains of each ship attended the funerals of their respective warships.

Zhao Lie personally carried the body into the sea, and there were cries on all the battleships.

Zhao Lie is still in a bad mood to this day.

He has lost nearly a hundred pieces since going to sea, which is really heartbreaking.

Of course, the seizure was astonishing, but the total amount of gold and silver was more than 1.3 million taels of Ming Dynasty silver.

Zhao Lie personally looked through the gems, including sapphires, emeralds, rubies, colorless diamonds, pink diamonds, blue diamonds, yellow diamonds, and more.

There are more than 400 kilograms of high-grade jadeite.

It is estimated that we have more than one million taels of silver, but of course it will take a lot of losses to realize it.

The financial crisis faced by Zhao Lie was alleviated.

You must know that shipbuilding consumes the most wealth.

A 300-ton Galen costs more than 4,000 taels of silver, and with 30 cannons, it costs another 4,000 to 5,200 taels.

Two taels of silver, plus the maintenance costs, the consumption of gunpowder and projectiles, and the pay of sailors, gunners, and armors are all piled up with mountains of silver.

Now Zhao Lie only regrets that there are too few ships, and there will be too much money spent in the future.

This can only be said to be a relief.

Zhao Lie compared himself to Japan during the Sino-Japanese War, which used all its financial resources to launch military campaigns just for the sake of war.

Continuous victories would alleviate the crisis, but a major defeat would be a disaster.

It was really like walking on thin ice in the abyss, facing danger at every step.

He had no capital or time to fail.

No, it would be too appropriate to describe Zhao Lie's situation as a successful king and a defeated bandit. s I wish you a happy birthday, may everything go well, and may you wish this good friend a happy birthday.

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