The next day, after breakfast, Bai Minghe came to the beach again.

The captain, covered in scars and dressed in rags, knelt down. His kneeling posture was very standard, and even the position where his hands should be placed was not bad. Wang Cheng threw a piece of gold coin to the Japanese guard beside him, which was very meaningful that you were very good, and he taught it very well.

The Japanese guard happily took it, and Wang Cheng said again: "In two days, we will arrange for you to go home. This time there will be 500 people going to Temasek, you will be responsible."

With a light clasp, there is no need to say thank you.

According to what the captain said, the more the white-famous crane listened, the more uncomfortable it felt. Did he change history or was it written in the history book wrong? According to historical records, it took at least fifty or sixty years before Portugal truly became the overlord of the sea. But at this time, the Portuguese had already had a mature colony in North Africa, and the most terrifying thing had already arrived in South America.

Although they also knew that it was modern Brazil, they had actually arrived there.

The white-named crane signaled the kneeling Portuguese captain to get up and gave him a seat.

A creamy salmon cooked by a Byzantine chef is the commonly known salmon before him. There is also a glass of wine from Turpan, brewed in Byzantine ways. And the Byzantine ale is beer!

After eating voraciously, the captain drank a lot of beer, and the captain was obviously much better.

"Dudu Ben! Ai Ai's moan, Ai's moan, Ai's moan, Ming!" Bai Minghe spoke, which surprised everyone. People on the Ming side felt that Bai Minghe was not speaking the Ming language, but they could not understand it.

But the captain understood it. The first word was in their Portuguese, hello.

Then the next thing is the English language, very similar, but not. However, according to the feeling he heard, Bai Minghe was introducing himself. He was a royal family, and clearly represented his country. Judging from the fluent speech, the young royal family in front of him was very familiar with this language.

In this era, English was still the end of Middle English, and it did not really become modern English, but it was already very close.

Bai Minghe also knows a little Spanish because he has done business with Brazilians.

The captain also began to introduce himself: "Pedru, Drewmond, De Andrade! I am a veteran and have a lot of debts. In order to repay the debt, I chose to come to the east. Here I have wealth, opportunities, and new life. But I didn't expect that I would become someone else's scapegoat!"

Pedru said it in Portuguese and English.

The white-known crane waved his hand gently: "No, you are not a scapegoat. We are enemies themselves. I like this sea area, so anyone who dares to get involved will be destroyed by me."

"No. You can't do this, I borrowed six thousand Aces and had bet on everything I had."

Bai Minghe smiled and said to the guard beside him: "Don't Huamei want to test the cannon? That small broken boat can withstand several rounds of shooting, blowing him up, making him more gorgeous!"

Seeing Bai Minghe talking to the people beside him, Pedru was very nervous. The young face in front of him was cruel that scared him.

"I'm ready to ruin everything about you, your future. Your dream."

"You can't, you can't do this!" Pedru was very excited. But in front of Bai Minghe, he could not do anything except roar. He knew clearly that he would surpass his table and he would definitely turn into a corpse in the sea, and even the corpse could not be found, and would only become food for fish.

The red Sagara Dragon King sailed out from the bay. The black main sail slowly rose.

The ship shocked Pedru. Mo Long's group of small sea boats with five hundred materials were already big ships in front of him. The sea boats with five hundred materials in his eyes were like a group of small mice giving way.

The huge, lion-like giant ship began to accelerate, accelerating around the seaside to its maximum speed.

Is the huge one just bulky?

Pedru, who believed that he had already had a very deep understanding of the ship, began to doubt the knowledge he had learned.

Huamei likes her new ship very much. She will not choose to face a static target, which will not show the elite of her gunners. The Shagara Dragon King, who is advancing at full speed, suddenly made a sharp turn, and half of the hull pressed into the sea. After a rapid turn, she came to the nearness of Pedru's ship.

Almost at the same time, all sixty-two gun doors were opened, and a volley was completed at an accurate rhythm.

Pedru didn't even blink. He was no longer a ship in front of him, only wooden pieces flying in the air. The Shagara Dragon King did not slow down at all. The gun barrel was retracted, the gun door closed and left the shore at full speed. From the appearance to the end, less than ten minutes, a ship equivalent to more than three hundred materials in the Ming Dynasty was blown up and smashed.

When Pedru faced Molong, he also supported five rounds of artillery bombardment before losing a ship.

He was looking forward to the battle on the sidelines, but it also made him desperate, because the people in front of him would not be close to your ship at all, and when they approached, they were only baptized by artillery.

"Mo Long, do you see the gap between you? Don't say that your boat is small, your sailors are still far from each other!"

"Yes, sir, you blame me, I will double my training of sailors." Mo Long trembled with excitement. He had imagined the power of the ship, but it was obvious that the situation he saw with his own eyes was far beyond his imagination. This was a shocking power, a display of absolute force.

Bai Minghe did not speak to Mo Long anymore, but said to Pedru: "You are a group of jackals, but the territory of the lion is trying to get a prey. Have you asked the lion for his opinion?"

Pedru had nothing to say. It was truly absolute force, and he believed that even a hundred ships could not face it.

"Of course, if your kingdom is willing to fight, I will accompany you to the end. I'm not afraid to tell you that I don't have many ships like that, but that one." Bai Minghe pointed at Mo Long's flagship on the beach, but Mo Long rushed to the beach at this time, waving the flag in his hand vigorously.

Even if Mo Long didn't know what Bai Minghe was talking about, Bai Minghe was referring to his ship, he would also let the sailors move first.

More than 300 sailors immediately began to take action in preparation.

Bai Minghe smiled and said to Pedru: "He seems to have the confidence to show his power once, are he interested in watching it?"

"Look!" Pedru thought he had the opportunity to leave alive. These were very important information.

"Wang Cheng goes and tell Mo Long if he is interested in having an exercise, one-on-one, he is right..." Bai Minghe wanted to say Hua Mei, but judging from Wang Cheng's expression, Bai Minghe also thought that letting the Sagala Dragon King attack was too bullying. So he changed his words and said, "Guardian Four. How about it?"

"It's very good, let's make arrangements." Wang Cheng also wanted to see the combat power of Mo Long.

The exercise war was promoted by Baiminghe in the Ming Dynasty. It still uses artillery, but the shells are different. It is not solid iron bullets or shot bullets. It is a kind of oil-foamed rattan bullet, and the charge amount is also specially calculated, which makes this shell similar to the iron bullets, but its power is much smaller.

If it hits a person directly, it will also be broken. If it hits a boat, it will not hurt the boat. It will only leave a mark on the boat after the rattan is damaged. This mark is not easy to clean. It must be washed with water for at least ten days before it can be completely removed.

"Mo Long, one-on-one, you guard four against Shagara. The winner can get one hundred barrels of high-quality wine. The loser must clean the hull for the other party. And also hold a ball of kelp. The time is half an hour, which is compared to the hit rate, dodging ability, wind position grabbing, and chasing the reef!"

"Mo Long takes the challenge!" Mo Long pulled off his clothes and roared loudly.

The Shagara Dragon King naturally would not go to sea easily anymore. Bai Minghe signaled Wang Cheng to take Pedru to a 2,000-material warship of the Ming Navy. This ship belonged to the guardian of the Port of Manila, but not Mo Long.

Mo Long didn't mind that there was no competition in which Baiminghe watched the battle. At least it was initiated by Baiminghe. Baiminghe would pay attention, and he didn't think much about the purpose of this game. In short, just try to fight. No matter what the outcome is, as long as you play at the highest level of your usual training, you will be successful.

This is also a kind of communication. Mo Long also wanted to know how strong this Ming Dynasty fleet is.

What's more, this fleet is still a fleet of pure women.

Who will win? The guards around Bai Minghe set up a table and offered odds. This was a great fun. Of course, they should have a bet. Of course, they would not bet in front of Bai Minghe, nor in the light. Instead, many people used the excuse of going to the toilet to throw a bet.

"Sir, don't you bet?"

"Is it important who wins?" Bai Minghe asked back and said, "I just hope they can play more gorgeously. The bet is to stimulate them to do their best. The most gorgeous thing is to be evenly matched and it is difficult to decide the winner."

The guard understood and asked in a low voice: "Sir, do you want to go and send a message to the ships on both sides?"

"No, it's fake if you have a choice in advance. No matter who wins, they will fight with all their heart. Some things exceed my predictions. I need to think about it again and tell Fan Liang to take time to go to Temasek these days. I can't sit still, just because I'm afraid that something unexpected will happen there."

The personal guard stepped back. He didn't understand politics or military affairs. He was just a skilled martial arts and had a good memory. He just turned the words on what Bai Minghe ordered. If Fan Liang had something he didn't understand, he would come over and ask clearly. If it was a very important thing, Bai Minghe would write notes, and that wouldn't make mistakes.

The sound of cannons rumbling, and a cannon was as if it was hit in Pedrew's heart. He had no doubt about the range, rate of fire, speed of the ship, and maneuver power. Even if it was obviously installed here, it would not hurt the other party's shells. The giant ship had already shown its powerful power before, so there was no need to fake the rate of fire.

It is even more impossible to make fraud for yourself in such a short time.

The ending is what Bai Minghe wants the most, that is the draw. Because neither side raised the muzzle to the deck, they just wanted to leave a mark on the other side's hull. Of course, the Ming Navy also liked this method the most, breaking the hull. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!

ps: I celebrate my birthday tomorrow and I am one year older.
Chapter completed!