Chapter One Thousand Four Hundred and Forty-Four Ambition and Greed, Peeping at the New World!
"May God bless you! Dear Sir Miguel de Sintra. After the storm and voyage in the deep waters of the Atlantic, it is really the blessing of the Virgin to meet you again in the port of Sierra Leone!..."
"Greetings to you, brave Captain Bruno Knight, I am very happy to see you return safely! I heard from the Royal Navy coming and going that your Majesty has entrusted you with the dangerous task of exploring a new route to the west... What is the status of this exploration?
How did you come from the southern sea? Besides, I seem to have only seen one ship, the Silvera Knight?..."
"Hey! God bless you! This dangerous voyage and exploration is like sailing in the devil's hell. Knight Silvera is pious and fearless, and he sacrifices his life heroically for the Lord... To elaborate, it will be a long story..."
"Oh! Don't worry, tell me slowly... Come here! Bring two bottles of banana wine and some fruit!...Bruno, do you want a local maid to serve you?"
"Hmm... No. All the knowledge about the new western route is still top secret in the kingdom. Sir Miguel, we are old acquaintances. We have both followed Captain Diogo Kang... The Lord has witnessed! These knowledge, I
I can only tell you!…”
"Okay, okay! Bruno, my old friend, I will entertain you tonight and I will definitely satisfy you! Let's talk about business now!..."
Sierra Leone's port colony is not large in scale. Among the rows of wooden houses, there are only three stone buildings, namely the "Port City Hall", the "Commercial Station Warehouse", and the largest "Mountaintop Fortress".
At this moment, Captain Bruno and the aristocratic mayor Miguel were in the port town hall. They were sitting on two low-backed chairs decorated with ivory, drinking local specialty banana cider, and talking about adventures and adventures at sea.
Explore and sigh with emotion from time to time.
"O Lord! There is a new continent deep in the Atlantic Ocean? Bruno, are you sure it is a new continent and not some big island?"
"Definitely a new continent! Miguel, you know what is said in the kingdom's navigation manual. Once a big river appears, there will be a continent! You know, the huge river I saw on that jungle continent was so wide.
How amazing is that?!"
"Ah? 'Giant River'? How wide is it?"
"At least fifty kilometers! When the tide is high, it can even reach eighty kilometers! If it is the peak of the rainy season, I don't even dare to think about it!"
"Holy Mother, fifty kilometers wide! Is there really such a wide river in this world? Is it wider and more turbulent than the Congo River?...Could it be that the continent you discovered is bigger than the southern continent? Lord
Ah, this is impossible, right?!”
"Witness the Lord! I dare not say that the new continent will be bigger than the southern continent... but the distance of my route alone is a full five thousand kilometers of coastline! Five thousand kilometers of coast! Miguel, do the math
Just think about it, how many kingdoms can be established here?! Five thousand kilometers, such a vast land!..."
Speaking of the situation in the Southern Continent, Bruno was excited and inspired. This was all the result of his exploration and discovery, and it would definitely bring him, and even his family, a long-term and generous reward!
Just like Miguel de Sintra, the reason why he became an aristocratic mayor and managed the colony of Sierra Leone was precisely because his grandfather, Pedro de Sintra, was a seafaring aristocrat who explored and discovered this coast.
Sintra. With this layer of origin, the Sintra family can participate in the colonial development of the Sierra Leone port and get a large piece of the cake in the colonial interests!
And he, Bruno, discovered a new jungle continent. Once the Kingdom of Portugal established a colony, his family descendants would also be given priority to participate in it, and eventually became the aristocratic mayor of the colony, or even the governor!
"Hiss! Five thousand kilometers of long coast? Real or fake?!...Bruno, you just said, between 8 degrees north latitude and 5 degrees south latitude? Aren't they all tropical jungles, like the devil's land of Congo?
Like that? The difficulty of developing this kind of jungle is very difficult!…”
Hearing this, the aristocratic mayor Miguel frowned slightly. The Sintra family had experienced colonization on the West African coast, so he knew very well how much the early labor costs would be to develop a tropical colony on the jungle coast.
High, how many bones need to be filled in?
"My merciful Holy Mother! For example, the Kingdom's new trading station in Congo sent pioneering personnel. In just three years, one-third of the 200 people died of the epidemic. And the missionaries sent to the interior of Congo also lost their lives.
Seven or eight out of ten have died, and we urgently need to add more... Among the support fleet I received last month, there were also seven or eight priests, all recruited from churches in the kingdom's towns, and all of them were civilians. They
He looks pious, but he is destined to burn himself for the light of the Lord. I am afraid that no one will be able to come back alive..."
"Ah! The land of the Congo shrouded by devils! It's scary, it's really scary there!... Well, Miguel, there are indeed many jungles in the Jungle Continent, but it shouldn't be as scary as the land of the Congo, and there aren't so many devil curses?... And I'm here
The jungle natives I met there were much gentler than the dangerous Xipangu natives!…”
"Moreover, the river stretches a thousand kilometers east to west, and although it is densely covered with jungle. But when it reaches the one or two thousand kilometers near Cape Saint-Roch, there are obvious plateau mountains... The tropical plateau is better than the lowland.
, it will be much easier to develop! Of course, in the early stage of development, the manpower required must be indispensable... However, there are ways! Just like these tribes in the southern continent..."
"Eh! You mean? What do you mean?... Well... As long as the return is sufficient, this is indeed feasible! Just like the plantations in Cape Verde, driving these dark-skinned tribes to plant expensive sugar cane... Of course,
It would be best if we could capture the local natives directly!…”
At this moment, the emotion and wonder of the two Portuguese nobles, their discussion and planning, and their desire for the wealth of the New World echoed in the stone city hall. It was as if they saw the incomparably magnificent new world through a thick curtain.
"Dawn"!
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! However, the location where this "dawn" first fell was in Africa, the "Dark Continent", a West African colony established by Portugal, with thousands of
Thousands of black-skinned tribes enslaved and driven by the Portuguese.
At this moment, with the discovery of the New World, the Amazon River of destiny branches into bloody tributaries! The cruel and terrifying future has silently descended on countless tribes in West Africa, leaving a kind of people who were originally poor and unstoppable.
The "goods" we value more have the value of "commodities"...
"God bless you! Bruno, you know, the most valuable commodity, just like the one produced on the coast of Ghana, is always gold, gold, gold!... This time you explored the new route and found gold from those natives.
Any traces of it?…”
"Ahem! In the archipelago waters to the north of the jungle continent, we encountered the native kingdom of Sipangu. That native kingdom does have gold...maybe a lot of it!...It's just...what a pity! My manpower is really limited, the natives
The kingdom is very powerful, but it failed to obtain gold..."
Looking at Miguel, who had golden eyes and a hint of greed, Bruno had a thought and decided to conceal the 3 pounds of gold and 1 bag of pearls he had acquired from the native tribe. He did not want to use the golden gold to test the two of them.
Not a solid friendship.
Otherwise, if the other party puts forward conditions and makes excuses to share a share, then with his current dilapidated ship and only eight trusted sailors, he really cannot refuse...
"Oh, merciful Lord! Those devilish Sipangu savage tribes! Their ferocity and cunning are even more terrifying than the black-skinned natives in the south! They claimed to have friendly trade with us, but they actually dispatched a fleet
, sneak attack on us at night!...The pious Captain Silvera died in their brutal sneak attack, and he and a whole boat of men were killed by the cruel natives!..."
"What? The natives actually attacked you at sea? With their small boats, can they attack the kingdom's big ships?..."
"No! God witnesses! These natives have the same caravels as us! And looking at that style, they are completely Castilian ships! I doubt if they are not related to the Castilians.
Collusion, that is, the exploration fleet that also ambushed Columbus!..."
"What?! Are there Castilians involved?!...Bruno, are these natives really attacking you for no reason? Did they relax their discipline a little when the fleet landed for repairs, and were discovered by them?
Already?…”
"Ahem! Witness the Lord! As the captain of the exploration fleet, I have always restrained the sailors! At least in that sea area, the sailors are more disciplined than in the port of Lisbon! ... These cunning natives have already made up their minds.
They came up with the idea of sneak attack on us! They pretended to trade with us, just to delay time and transfer their ships and troops over..."
"They even had some prophecies, saying that they had predicted our arrival a long time ago, saying that we were 'white-skinned and bearded demons', that we were going to carry out a 'holy war', and that we were 'willing to die'..."
"Ah?! Prophecy? Devil's prophecy? Jihad?...Is it true or false?...If this is true, then we will be in big trouble!..."