"The top priority is to find the fleet of the Great Empire and lead them into the Strait of Magellan." Nie Dahua interrupted Du Jianyi's ramblings.
Now there are several possibilities:
The First Great Empire really just came to demonstrate, just like before.
Second, the fleet of the Great Empire came to seize the Strait of Magellan and then threaten Donghua from the sea.
Third, the Great Empire did not go through the Strait of Magellan, but bypassed Cape Horn further south and directly attacked the west coast.
Therefore, it is very important for Nie Dahua to wait and wait outside the eastern exit of the Strait of Magellan.
No matter which plan they choose, they will take the Atlantic coast.
Puerto Blanca.
This port is located in the southern part of the Buenos region.
Located in the Bay of Blanca, it is a port city in the southernmost part of the Tingen Federation.
There is a shop in the fish market at the port that buys marine fish.
The shop was opened by a white Hispanic man.
The Hispanic's name is Aguero Kempes.
Mr. Kempes is tall and thin, and always has a warm smile.
Although he has only been here for more than a year, he has already gained a good reputation in this dirty market.
The prices he gave were always so fair, and sometimes the fishermen didn't catch any fish and returned empty-handed in frustration.
Mr. Kempes always brings a glass of pisco and wishes him well.
If he saw those fishermen's children who were emaciated, malnourished and running around naked, Kempes would give them a croissant.
The fishermen called him "Good Kempes", and his peers said he was fishing for fame.
But almost all fishermen come to Kempes to chat after collecting their nets.
"Mr. Kayas, why did you close the net so early today?" Kempes saw from a distance a familiar fisherman walking towards him along the path of the port with a fishing net on his shoulders.
The Kempes store is in a very good location, with an east-west road in front of the door facing the port.
"Oh, Mr. Kempes, I'm so unlucky today. I just repaired the fishing net last night and prepared to go fishing today, but the guys at the port who only collect taxes refused to let us go out to sea. Bah!" Kaya!
Si complained, and then spat in the direction of the port.
"These people are really unreasonable. Everyone has to eat. But they always have to give a reason!" Kempes frowned, then relaxed, and asked with a sympathetic tone.
"Yes, it is said that the fleet of the Great Empire is going to dock at the port today for supplies. I think these people are just flattering the British."
"Alas! Mr. Kayas, we are all ordinary people, and we can never beat them. Let's have a drink, then go back and lie down in the hammock and have a good sleep. It is like giving yourself a day off." Kempes
He took out a wine glass, filled it with light yellow wine and handed it over.
"Thank you for your generosity, Mr. Kempes. Next time I catch tuna, I will sell it to you first."
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After the fisherman left, Kempes asked one of his Yindian servants to come over and look at the shop.
Then we came to a small farm outside the city.
He usually comes here often to deliver fish.
After entering the farm, Kempes came to the farmer's residence. Under the leadership of the farm steward, he passed through several rooms and came to a study deep in the house.
A Chinese man wearing Tingen uniform is sitting behind a dark brown desk in the room.
"Team leader, as you expected, the port is blocked. The fleet of the Great Empire entered the port today." Kempes bowed slightly and looked up at the man and said.
"Very good, your next task is to keep an eye on how many ships they have in total, their sizes, how many supplies they have, and what they are." The Chinese man looked at Kempes and said in Spanish
Yu said.
"Okay, I understand, team leader." Kempes said.
This task is not difficult.
If there is a fleet docking at the port for supplies, labor must be hired from the port to move the supplies.
And those fishermen who are idle at home just need this job to earn today's bread.
Kempes was easily able to get the information he wanted from the fishermen.
"Okay, you go back." The young Chinese man said again.
After Kempes left, the Chinese man opened a back door of the study room.
Outside the back door is a small courtyard filled with beautiful wall-climbing roses.
In the corner of the rose bush is a dovecot with ventilation holes on the wall.
The sound of "coo coo coo..." came from the pigeon loft. The pigeons seemed to think that the owner was coming to feed them food, and they screamed more and more happily.
The young Chinese caught a gray pigeon from cage No. 1.
This pigeon has been resting for more than a month and has accumulated enough physical energy to carry out the mission again.
Put the small roll of paper into a small tubular bucket on the pigeon's leg.
After a while, the gray dove flapped its wings to the south and quickly disappeared into the sky.
One day later, outside Blanca Port, two huge island-like warships slowly sailed into the port.
Following closely behind were a dozen sail warships.
There was even the Buenos fleet among them.
On the Buenos Navy flagship "São Paulo", Navy Commander Carlos Baptista, who had escaped from the Donghua Navy last time, looked at the two ironclad ships of the Great Empire with envy.
"This is called an ironclad ship. After all, the Great Empire is the world's largest naval power. Compared with the huge "Warrior", the Donghua Navy's ironclad ship is like a toy!"
Carlos Baptista thought to himself.
Unfortunately, the ironclad ships ordered by the Tingen Federation were only over 3,000 tons.
Looking at the sailing battleship under his feet, Carlos Baptista had a look of disgust on his face.
On the "Warrior", Admiral George Blake was admiring the scenery of Blanca Port.
"Alas, Tingen is really wasted in the hands of these Spanish descendants. It has been more than 20 years, and this port city has not changed at all." Blake complained in his heart.
The last time he came to Puerto Blanca was twenty years ago.
The Tingen people had not managed such a fertile land well. As a proud Anglo-Saxon, Blake felt that this had a lot to do with their race.
"Mountbatten, please pass on the order and start replenishing supplies now. The supplies must be fully replenished. Our next stop will be directly to the Strait of Magellan." Blanca ordered a middle-aged colonel behind him.
"Yes, Your Excellency Commander, let's make arrangements now."
"Is it true that we are going to go to war with Donghua this time?" Mountbatten thought in his mind, what impact would this matter have on the Great Empire?
Immediately, he shook his head. A small country in South Amelia, if it was attacked, what kind of impact could it have on the Great Empire?
Who told him to threaten the interests of the Great Empire?
In Luocheng, five thousand Yangtze River security personnel quietly boarded a transport fleet under the cover of darkness.
They would sail at sea for five days and then land in Bunama.
When they boarded the ship, the soldiers didn't know where they were going.
They don't need to know where they are going either.
In Amelia, except for the Chinese, they can go to war with any country or anyone because they are mercenaries.
They just have to obey orders and fight for money.
A middle-aged soldier named "Cheng Ping" put on his backpack and rifle and prepared to leave the house.
"Alang, if you have a good mission this time, just quit. Look how nice it is for Zhang Sanshun to come back and run the farm properly. Our family is not short of this kind of money. Every time you go out, I am always worried."
Cheng Ping's wife, Zhao, followed behind her husband and said.
Cheng Ping is already a veteran in the army. He has little education and is still a squad leader.
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"Okay, you mother-in-law, stop nagging me. Didn't I hire two Fusang people? Are you still using me to farm the land?" Cheng Ping scolded.
He can come back and live a comfortable life as a small farmer.
But Chengping didn't want to live such an ordinary life.
He already liked the smell of wind and drizzle on the battlefield.
In the army, he can find the feeling of being respected. On the battlefield, he can experience the exciting excitement.
None of those new recruits would show respect to Lao Cheng. Many squadron leaders in the brigade were his apprentices.
In his opinion, he has already earned such a large family fortune and has a son and a daughter.
Even if he died on the battlefield, his family could still live a good life.
After saying that, Cheng Cheng left the house without looking back.
Mrs. Zhao was very afraid of her husband. After seeing her husband leave, she secretly wiped her tears alone.
The sound of broken footsteps came from behind.
The Fuso maid at home, Keiko, took a wooden bucket to the cowshed to milk the cows.
The Chinese here in Canada also learned to raise dairy cows from the white people.
Each of their families has a large area of land. There is no need to use all of it to cultivate food.
Those areas with poorer locations are basically used for growing pasture.
Even cultivated land generally adopts rotational cultivation method.
After planting the last season of grain, plant the next season of alfalfa, so that you can harvest not only one season of pasture.
Alfalfa is a legume and also has the function of fixing nitrogen and fertilizing the field.
This rotating farming method has long existed in China, but land is too scarce in the country.
It can only improve the efficiency of cultivating the land. The method of rotating cultivation gradually fell into disuse.
On average, each household here in Jiahua has thousands of acres of land, so there is no need to grow all of it.
When she saw the servant, Mrs. Zhao quickly changed into the image of a harsh hostess.
There are two families of Fuso workers in the family, two men and two women, and they each have two or three children.
Fusang people have food and accommodation, and are starting families. They can also get ten Chinese yuan as a reward every year.
These people are registered with the government. They do not have Canadian citizenship and cannot leave the manor at will.
Otherwise, you will be caught by the Canadian police outside.
"Keiko, wait a minute and let your pond go and tidy up the sweet potato field on the east hillside. The sow is about to give birth, and the original land is not enough." Ms. Zhao stopped and was taking small steps.
The Fuso maid ordered as she left quickly.
"Yes, madam, I will tell Chibian right now." Keiko bowed and said, Chibian was her husband.
"Besides, I'll go take care of the two little masters after I finish milking. I have to go to the city today." Mrs. Zhao added.
Her husband was going to board a ship at the port today, and Ms. Zhao wanted to go and have a look at the port.
Although my husband is not considerate and is usually very cruel to me.
But after all, the husband earned this family fortune bit by bit.
Every time my husband goes to war, he will receive a large amount of subsidies.
Also, this farm was obtained by my husband in exchange for his military service.
Cheng Ping's family was originally a poor lower-middle peasant, otherwise he would not have joined the army and went to sea. Zhao also came from a poor family.
Mrs. Zhao was married by Cheng Ping in her hometown after she arrived in Millikin.
The two of them had no emotional basis at first, but in this era, it is natural for a woman to obey her husband when she gets married, and the one with a strong emotional basis is an alien.
Nowadays, we sit on thousands of acres of land and have servants at home.
Mrs. Zhao never dared to think about it before. This is the life of the grandfather's family who is the landowner at the entrance of the village.
She didn't know how to manage servants at first. She could only recall how Mrs. Qian, the landowner at the entrance of the village, usually managed the long-term workers and servants.
She was not a bad person originally. But when I think about it, the landowner's wife in the village always had a straight face when talking to the servants.
She followed suit and kept a straight face in front of the Fuso workers all day long.
However, when she bought cloth to make clothes for her children, she would also bring some to the children of two Fusang families.
She also asked the two Fusang children to go to school with her own children.
The two Fuso families are obedient and never slack off in their work.
Especially the women from both families are very diligent.
After explaining many things once, they know to do them every day.
Women are responsible for doing household chores and taking care of the livestock.
The two men used the house as a boundary and were responsible for the land on both sides.
There was just a manservant named Toshio Sekiyama who always beat his wife Shinmei Kimura.
But after being taught a lesson by Cheng Ping, I no longer dared to do it.
Not far from the port of Luocheng is the gathering place for this expeditionary force.
Cost Ping walked into the camp.
"Sophisticated!"
"Lao Cheng, you are here!"
From time to time, someone would say hello to Cheng Ping.
He nodded every time.
There may not be any more honorable squad leader in this military camp.
He went straight to his team's tent.
All fourteen of his team members have arrived. Only he went home for vacation and just came back.
"The captain is here..."
"All your equipment has been collected for you!"
The team members all gathered around.
"Captain, do you have any inside information? Who will be beaten this time?" A veteran named Wang Xinyi approached Cheng Ping and asked in a low voice.
"Mom, don't ask around. I've just entered the camp myself. I don't know where to go." Cheng Ping pushed him away and started to pack his equipment.
"Oh, captain, who doesn't know that your disciples and former officials are all over the detachment?" Wang Xinyi was pushed away, with a smile on his face, as if he wanted to be beaten.
"Wang Xinyi, I heard that you took two white concubines. Did you bring them back from your last trip to Moxico?" Cheng Ping changed the subject.
"You are destroying your future by doing this. You know there is an unwritten rule in the military. Marrying a white man will affect your future promotion."
"Team, you don't know me yet. I will be able to retire at the end of this year. I am planning to retire and go back to have a baby. Those two Moxican women insisted on following me. How about I take them in?
Maybe she will be sold to a brothel. But this Moxican woman has a big ass and is really easy to give birth to, so she has it all now."
"Okay, you just have to think about it yourself. That's it for me anyway. Who told me that we can't study, but I hope that you will all have a better future in the future." Cheng Ping looked at the men around him and said.
"I won't tell you the inside story of this war. But I have a piece of news for you. We are about to expand our army. I don't know how many people will be promoted this time. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."
"Expand the army?" After hearing what Cheng Ping said, the young team members were all eager to give it a try.
A soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier!