The sky gradually became brighter, and the area under which He Demiao was responsible did not get any benefits!

There is no meat, and there is no soup!

At the bow of the boat, a group of people were so sleepy that they bit the sweet potato buns, and they couldn't help complaining.

"Sir, I heard that today is the last day..."

"Yes, the red-haired man must have reacted. We are going to withdraw..."

"I really have no shame to go back. We must have caught the least ones, and they will definitely be laughed at to death..."

A group of people muttered, unwilling to give up. While eating, they also looked around with their telescopes.

He Demiao's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and his heart was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. He bit the steamed buns as if he was about to get a bone, and it made a sharp sound of grinding.

"Sir, look, there are ships, and ships!"

Suddenly, a captain pressed the telescope in his hand tightly and shouted loudly.

"Where, where?" He Demiao threw away the steamed buns in his hand and ran over hurriedly.

"It's thirty northeast." The captain pressed his telescope desperately, almost poking his eyes into his eyes.

He Demiao quickly turned the telescope. Sure enough, there were some ships coming over more than ten miles away. Although they couldn't see clearly, they must be merchant ships!

"Hurry, disguise, hide, inform other ships to hide, make the pocket bigger, and don't let them run away!"

He Demiao yelled and waved his hands repeatedly.

The people below were even more excited than him, hiding the boat behind the big ship, disguising the big ship as an ordinary merchant ship, and informing the ships everywhere to hide it, slowly forming a huge pocket.

He Demiao stood on the top of the boat, holding a telescope to observe the merchant ship in the distance, and became more and more excited as he looked.

"Sir, this is a fleet with twelve ships..."

"Yes, it seems that this is not ordinary, there must be good things, priceless!"

"But we only have six ships, aren't we a little bit short? Should we ask for assistance?"

He Demiao slapped him and cursed: "Fuck! How can you give fat meat to others? Watch me, I'll think about the tactics first."

A group of lieutenants curled their lips. This lieutenant He has always been a reckless person. When did he learn tactics?

The twelve merchant ships noticed nothing unusual and headed straight towards the huge pocket arranged by He Demiao.

"It's indeed a red-haired man!"

He Demiao stood on the top of the ship, and as the fleet approached, he saw more. There were many tall, blue-eyed and curly-haired Westerners coming and going on the ship. It was difficult for the Ming people to distinguish between the Spanish, the Japanese and the Dutch people, but the Dutch people were the most active, so of course they were considered to be them.

"Sir, there are no cannons, only some muskets, not many."

"There are up to fifty or sixty people on this ship, so it should be easy to control..."

"If it really doesn't work, let's blow up a few ships first and give them a warning!"

He Demiao kicked him directly and snorted coldly: "These ships are all my own, who dares to blow them up!"

Everyone knew He Demiao's temper and didn't care. One of them approached and asked, "What should I do if sir? They have many boats and we can't chase them even if they run away in a scattered manner. If they put them in, it would be cheaper for others."

This is the issue that He Demiao has been considering. He is not good at these things. He keeps recalling some of the contents of the military academy training in his heart, wanting to find a suitable tactic to get it in.

Seeing the merchant ship getting closer, He Demiao scratched his head and suddenly said, "Three small ships detour behind them to prevent them from escaping. The other two ships arranged mines in front of them, a little more, and then surround them horizontally, and prepare for the artillery of the medium ship!"

"Abide by the order!"

With He Demiao's orders, the hidden small ship moved quickly, and the middle ship slowly moved forward.

These twelve ships were indeed the Dutch fleet, from Japan, passing through Ryukyu, then going to Macau, and finally heading south. They were Dutch ships, and their destination was Java Island, the Netherlands Asian Colonial Headquarters.

The fleet suddenly appeared in front, which attracted the vigilance of the people on the ship. A tall middle-aged white man, holding a telescope, was observing from afar.

"Keva, what's wrong?" an old man asked.

Queva shrugged and said, "I don't know, it may be fishing boats. You know, there are more and more fishing boats in Ming people."

The little old man tilted his head, blinked, looked at the largest ship approaching without expression, turned to the smaller ones, and said for a while: "I think it's a bit strange, Kueva."

Queva laughed, beheaded and looked at him and said, "Dessa, you are a shipbuilding expert. You don't understand the Far East. They are very backward, especially in the Ming Dynasty. They are bothered by internal and external troubles, which are even more chaotic than Europe. I guess they will be in a mess for not long and cannot care about the sea affairs. Oh, by the way, they never go out to sea, just like ours in the past, and don't know how big it is, haha..."

Dessa opened his eyes, pouted, and said nothing. He was indeed a shipbuilding expert and was only responsible for the construction and repair of ships in the Far East.

"Major, there is something wrong, we seem to be surrounded!" A soldier suddenly stood on Queva's side and said.

Kueva was stunned, quickly picked up the telescope, observed it from front to back and left to side, and finally frowned, with a thoughtful expression, and said slowly: "What do they want to do? Do they want to surround us with six ships? Are Mingren crazy?"

Dessa didn't speak, and looked curiously, he was just a boat repairman.

"Major, look, it's a cannon!" Some soldiers looked at the midship that was coming from the Ming Dynasty. After removing their disguise, dozens of cannons were exposed.

Kueva's face changed slightly, she quickly turned the telescope, stared at the midship, and for a long time, frowned and said, "Is this a pirate? Why do they have cannons? Are they rebels of the Ming Dynasty? Are they going to rob us?"

Although Cueva frowned, she was not very worried. She was equipped with bulky cannons, and such ships would move very slowly. They were merchant ships and would move faster. As long as they got rid of the cannon range, they would be safe.

"Don't worry about them, speed up and go to Australia. Go straight to the south!" Kuevadao was full of confidence and said, "As long as we traveled for a while, our bureau is safe, tell everyone, don't worry, and be more relaxed!"

"Yes!" The soldier left with his gun and the order spread across the twelve ships.

Dessa put down his telescope, turned to look at Cueva and said, "What should I do with those small boats? Although they don't have artillery, there are hundreds of people on each boat, which is about the same number as us."

Cueva smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry about my friend. Our muskets are not worse than those of Spain and Spain. It is impossible for these pirates to get close to us..."

"Major, the pirate is approaching and shouting to us!" Before Cueva's words were finished, a soldier came to report.

Kueva turned around and smiled and said, "Tell me, I want to hear what these yellow-skinned monkeys want to say."

The soldiers stood straight and said, "According to the translator, they were the navy of the Ming Dynasty, we violated their regulations and asked us to stop the ship and be inspected."

Kueva was stunned for a moment. When did the Ming Dynasty have a navy? Aren’t they only small navy troops in the inland rivers? And, violations? When did they have any hell regulations?

"Don't worry about them!" Cueva laughed indifferently, saying, "Speed ​​up the fleet, shake them off, and let them play on their own."

The soldiers heard it and said, "They also said that if the ship does not stop, they will sink immediately, and mines are set up in front of them."

Kueva frowned slightly and looked at the soldier and said, "Is it trustworthy?"

"I don't know." said the soldier.

Cueva looked and fell into thought.

They are all wooden sailboats. If there are really mines, they may sink a few times and there is no time to rescue them.

"Queva..." Dessa looked at him.

Before he finished speaking, Cueva raised his brow and smiled, "Let's relax, we won't be scared by them. Tell the captain, turn, rush out of the ship on the left, and we'll just rush out."

"Yes!" the soldier shouted.

Desa shrugged her shoulders and turned around and left.

Cueva looked up at the big ship that was getting closer and closer, smiled reservedly, and shook her head and said, "You are too heavy to catch up with us..."

Bang bang bang

Just as he finished speaking, the sound of cannons suddenly sounded, and black shells flew towards his head.

"Quick! Quick! Get off the boat!"

Cueva yelled, turned around and ran towards the center of the ship.

Boom boom boom boom

More than twenty shells, only one of them hit a ship, and quickly ignited thick smoke, slowing down its speed.
Chapter completed!