The Strait of Magellan is located at the southernmost end of the South American continent and is surrounded by islands such as Tierra Tierra. It is named after the first time that Magellan entered the Pacific Ocean through this place during his voyage around the world.

It winds like a sheep's intestine, with a length of nearly 600 kilometers and a narrowest point of only 3.3 kilometers. It is very difficult to navigate, but it is the most important natural waterway between the South Atlantic Ocean and the South Pacific Ocean.

In fact, in the cognition of navigators in this era, the Strait of Magellan is also the only channel to communicate between the two oceans.

This concept also arose from Magellan, who believed that the "Fireland" south of the strait was the starting point of a continent.

Because since ancient Greece, a prevalent conjecture in Europe was that in the south of the world, there should be a continent of similar size, across the sea from the Eurasian continent. Otherwise, the world will be in an unbalanced state, whether it is a plane or a spherical surface.

This conjecture of the continent was named "Southern Continent". Magellan believed that the "Fireland" he saw was the legendary Southern Continent. Therefore, this strait was the only channel between the two continents. This understanding is so deeply rooted that it has become common sense for European sailors.

The reason for this is that the violent westerly wind belt makes southward exploration full of dangers; on the other hand, it is also the most important point: A narrow and long waterway like the Strait of Magellan has natural defensive advantages and much less control costs.

In view of this, the Spaniards were more willing to make the world believe that the south of the strait is a "Southern Continent" that is always cold and dark. Only through the strait controlled by the Spanish can the route between the Atlantic and the Pacific Ocean be opened. Over time, even they themselves believed it.

For example, when General Leon was sure that he had surpassed the Ming fleet in El Salvador, he did not stay in this hostile Portuguese colony for more time, so he went south to Argentina. After making sufficient supplies there, he led the fleet into the Strait of Magellan and stationed at the Port of Hambre.

The Port of Hambre is a stronghold established by the Spanish on the east side of the strait. Because it is located in a remote location, all supplies here are basically transported from Argentina or Chile. Sometimes the sea conditions are bad and no ships arrive for several months, so food is often scarce, and it is called the "Hungry Port" or the "Hungry Port" by the colonists.

The Spanish paid a high cost to maintain the southernmost stronghold in the world. But they thought it was worth it, because in their opinion, controlling the Strait of Magellan would block those hateful European pirates outside the Pacific Ocean.

In this way, the entire South America, China, and North America's coastlines of tens of thousands of miles can be avoided without defense, and the inside and outside will be prosperous!

Of course, the Ming Dynasty might also sail eastward and go back to Asia around the Cape of Good Hope. Not to mention that this possibility is slim... They have been traveling most of the way around the world, so how can they give up halfway?

And it doesn't matter if they go east, because Spain sent another powerful fleet of sailing ships to Cape Town and guarded the only way for the Ming people to go east.

Although General Leon suggested to His Majesty in his letter that it would be best to send another fleet to ensure that there was no accident. However, the General did not expect His Majesty to agree... It is conceivable how much his Majesty's anger has reached; it is conceivable how severe the robbery of the treasure ship will hit the royal family.

This made General Leon feel inexplicably frightened. He could not imagine what fate would be like if he could not catch those damn Ming pirates.

Therefore, when the Spanish spy in Rio sent the information that the Ming people had gone east to Africa, he still chose to continue to stick to the Strait of Magellan out of caution.

What if the smoke bombs were fired by Ming people? What if they change their minds halfway? Or they hit a nail in the Cape of Good Hope and folded them back?

In short, in order to ensure that everything is foolproof, he decided to stay here for a few months and wait for news to come from the Cape of Good Hope before talking.

There is another mentality that is not worthy of being told by outsiders, that he is full of fear of returning. Before he received a letter from his family and told him that the alarm was lifted, he did not dare to return to Madrid rashly to face His Majesty's anger.

"In addition, what is certain is that the Ming people sold all the stolen goods in Molvador and Rio de Janeiro." Since the report, Colonel Thiago, who had gone south with him, reported it again.

"That's for sure. It's not worthwhile for them to transport the goods back to the Far East." The general held his pipe and his beard was messy in the cold sea breeze. He tightened his cloak and said, "No matter who greedy half-Jews are, after I catch the Ming people, I will let them spit out even their principal and interests!"

"In that way, we can not only recover the losses, but also make a lot of money, which will definitely calm your majesty's anger." The colonel who was sympathetic and pitiful said happily.

"Yes, for the sake of money, Your Majesty will choose to forgive us." The General sighed and lowered his voice: "Your Majesty urgently needs to repay the loans that he borrowed from foreign bankers with excessive interest. As long as it can help him solve his urgent needs, everything will be negotiated."

"As long as you can catch that Ming fleet, it will be fine! I heard that they were in Rio and replaced the entire ship with Brazilian mahogany!" The colonel gritted his teeth, and there was his money there.

"They must not go to Karp!"

The general did not wait in vain, and the colonel did not talk in vain. On March 15, 1576, the Linfeng fleet arrived at the ocean outside the Strait of Magellan.

But to be cautious, Lin Feng did not immediately enter the strait, but instead anchored in a bay south of the strait.

Because the wind on the sea surface has never dropped below level 6 and cannot release hot air balloons to detect, she originally wanted to take a small boat to the strait after dark.

In addition to detecting whether the Spaniard is still there, more importantly, we have to find out the channel of the strait. How can we break in with the darkness? What should we do if we bump into it?

But Zhang Xiaojing reminded her that it was almost Antarctic, and the darkness of this season was super short, and the small boat she sent would be bright before it could enter the strait.

"I said why do you feel like you can't sleep enough recently?" Lin Feng said, tightening the fur coat on her body. This was purchased by Zhang Xiaojing in Rio, so she was indeed used.

Given the plan to send a small boat to investigate, Lin Feng thought for a moment and decided to lead a reconnaissance team to land on the east coast of Tierra del Fuego and to walk to investigate the situation in the strait.

According to the information collected in Rio, although it was a bit strange, the Spaniards did not enter Tierra del Fuego and only established strongholds on the north shore.

Although the fleet commander should not take risks, this is Lin Feng's leadership style. The more dangerous it is, the more she is, the more she is in her head. Her prestige is built like this. Do you really think it was pulled out by a whip?

Zhang Xiaojing couldn't stop it, so she could only send another team of Marines to protect her.

Lin Feng took about twenty people and rowed two small boats to Tierra Tierra...

The ghost place in Tierra del Fuego is indeed perverted. It was already brighter than three in the morning, and it was ten o'clock in the evening, and it was still dark.

It's convenient for Lin Feng to rush on the road.

After getting ashore, she left six people to watch the boat and took the rest to the soft and difficult tundra.

One day, Lin Feng led the reconnaissance team to walk a full 180 miles, crossed the north corner of Tierra Tierra, and finally arrived at the edge of the Magellan Strait.

In fact, there is no need to walk to the beach. She has seen the mast in the strait more than ten miles away.

When she quietly approached and looked with a telescope, she found the Spanish sailboat cruising in the strait. Lin Feng walked out more than ten miles with the cover of the hills and finally found the Port of Hambre on the other side. She counted and added the large sailboats attending, each of which was eighteen.

Obviously this is the fleet that was chasing from the Caribbean, and judging from their appearance, they didn't look like they were leaving in a short time.

"It's not that the news of our going east has not been heard yet, is it?" The scouts all looked very ugly.

"Bad, it's been two months now, how could it not be passed on?" Lin Feng spat and said, "Don't expect to go this path, go back."

As he said that, he walked along the way without looking back.

It was also unlucky. On the way back, I met a group of natives in the Fireland. They thought they were hateful colonists. Without saying a word, they held up darts and bows and arrows, and killed them.

Some team members also wanted to explain, fellow villagers, we are not red-haired ghosts. Lin Feng kicked him into the butt and said:

"Do they understand? Say it, boy!"

Lin Feng led his team members to run wildly under the sun that seemed to never fall.

The natives were also stubborn. They didn't know what evil Spain had committed, but they just kept stolen. They chased them all day and went to the beach.

Lin Feng almost ran away from his soul. When the team members got on the boat, she fired a shot into the sky. When the natives were scared, she pulled them down from the boat.

"Hurry, get off the boat!" Lin Feng looked at the sky in a fit of anger and gasped violently, "But he is so tired that he is so tired..."

When he returned to the Liu Daxia and told his subordinates about the situation, the crew members proposed to go east to Africa, but were scolded by Lin Feng, who had recovered.

"Are you stupid or stupid? The red-haired ghosts have already received the news that we are heading east, but they are still staying here without moving. This means they have arrangements on the Cape of Good Hope!"

"No, otherwise they're meaningless here." Zhang Xiaojing nodded in agreement.

"Grandma, I have such a great face. I actually sent two fleets to serve me!" Lin Feng took a sip of wine and said in a deep voice to the unwilling subordinates:

"For the sake of the present, there is only one way to not walk through the Strait of Magellan and go south to the Pacific Ocean!"

On the title page of "Natural Knowledge", there is a world map drawn by Zhao Hao and Ma Xianglan, which clearly shows that there is indeed a continent covered with ice and snow south of the South American continent, but there is a long distance between the two.

Therefore, the Strait of Magellan is not the only channel between the two oceans, and the "Fireland" is not the starting point of the Southern Continent, but the real end point of the South American continent.

In fact, as long as you follow the entrance of the strait several hundred kilometers south, you will find that the "Fireland" should be called Tierra del Fuego, and to the south is an endless sea. So you can go around it and return to the Pacific Ocean.

However, in their special training before departure, Zhao Hao specifically emphasized that he could not take this route unless he had to...
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