Chapter 951: What do you want to get?
Because the sailors of the Ming Dynasty have abandoned their martial arts for more than 100 years, the gap between them and the Dutch Navy, the world's maritime hegemon, is not half a star.
Although it has changed because of Yang Feng's birth, the backwardness of more than a hundred years cannot be caught up by relying on a few advanced warships.
Today's Ming is still very lacking in talents in navigation, and more importantly, the cognition and perception of the ocean, and the most difficult thing in things is the change of concept.
Since ancient times, China has been a country that has mainly focused on agricultural civilization and attached importance to the development of agricultural economy based on land, and because of this, it has paid relatively little attention to the ocean.
It is very difficult to change the mind, let alone the Ming Dynasty, even in the nineties of the twentieth century, there are still many conservative people who think that as long as they keep the land left by their ancestors, there is no need to compete with the surrounding countries for islands in the ocean.
It was not until the beginning of the 21st century that this concept was fundamentally changed with the increasing national strength, the popularization of the Internet, and the continuous enhancement of people's awareness of the ocean.
It's a pity that by this time, the values of the Caucasian race have long become the mainstream of the world, and the difficulty of the Eastern civilization to re-emerge under the encirclement and interception of the Western civilization has increased tenfold compared with this era.
"Talent ...... Talent! ”
Yang Feng patted his head in distress, if he wanted to defeat the Dutch entrenched in the Indonesian archipelago, he had to defeat their navy. However, the Dutch navy on the Indonesian archipelago is not just two or three cats and dogs like the city of Geranza, but it is a powerful fleet with more than 300 warships, and it is still invincible to defeat them with the strength of the current Fujian naval division.
The biggest problem now is that warships are easy to build, and the big deal is to urge the modern world, anyway, now he is already the largest trading partner of the Black Sea Shipyard, in the past two years alone, he has placed more than one billion yuan of orders for the Black Sea Shipbuilding, these orders have accounted for 70% of the orders of the Black Sea Shipyard, it can be said that the current Yang Feng is the biggest God of Wealth of the Black Sea Shipyard, Nikolavich is simply eager to supply Yang Feng, if there are additional orders, I am afraid that he is the happiest.
However, warships are easy to build, but talents are rare. In the original Fujian Naval Division, there were also a group of Dutch prisoners and hired Portuguese to serve as instructors, but these people survived only seven or eight hundred, which was far from enough compared to Yang Feng's plan in the future.
Just when Yang Feng was in trouble, a knock on the door woke him up from his contemplation.
"Come in!"
The door was pushed open, and Song Ye walked in.
"Master Hou, Huang Jiye is asking to see you outside!"
"Huang Jiye, what is he here for?"
Yang Feng was slightly stunned, he had just finished the battle, as the leader of the main attack force, he must have a lot of things to do, what made Huang Jiye come to find him?
Song Ye shook his head: "I don't know if he is humble, he brought a red-haired devil outside, and said that there is something important to report." ”
"Let him in."
Yang Feng's curiosity was also hooked, and Song Ye let people in.
Soon, Huang Jiye appeared in front of Yang Feng, followed by a Caucasian man about thirty years old with a slightly chubby face, Yang Feng knew that the other party must be a Spanish officer who was captured today as soon as he saw his dusty military uniform.
"Huang Jiye, the commander of the second battalion of the lowly position, has seen Master Hou!"
Yang Feng didn't play pretentiously, and asked directly: "It's so late, Lao Huang, you still came to see me with this Spanish officer, there must be something important, let's talk about it...... What the hell is going on? ”
Huang Jiye was a little embarrassed and said: "Master Hou really sees thousands of miles, and he can't hide anything from you." The reason why he took the liberty to disturb him this time was because when he was on patrol, the red-haired devil begged to see the last general, and told the last general that although we had eliminated their men and horses on Cebu Island, they still had a fleet of more than 30 warships hiding nearby, and if this fleet was allowed to roam nearby, I am afraid it would pose a major threat to our army. ”
"The Spaniards still have a fleet roaming around?" Yang Feng couldn't help but be taken aback when he heard this.
He looked sharply at the Spanish officer standing behind Huang Jiye and asked, "This gentleman, should you introduce yourself now?" ”
The officer stepped forward and saluted, and said loudly in stiff Chinese: "Captain Mitchell of the Spanish Army garrison brigade on Cebu Island in the Far East has seen His Excellency the Marquis of Mingguo, may the glory of the Lord shine on you forever!" ”
Yang Feng glanced at him deeply: "I didn't expect you to speak Da Ming, this is quite rare." I don't believe in your God, so his light is not destined to shine on me. Okay, let's get straight to the point, if this news isn't as important as you say, I think you know the consequences. ”
Although Yang Feng said this with a smile when he said this, Mitchell knew that if he didn't give the other party a sufficient reason, his fate would definitely be very miserable.
He hurriedly said: "Your Excellency the Marquis, what I said to that general is true, and there is absolutely no falsehood. Before the outbreak of war, our Governor-General Field sent the original fleet to Cebu Island.
The task of this fleet is to look for opportunities to attack your supply ships and merchant ships, or to hunt down your fleet in the event of your defeat. Although His Excellency the Marquis has now led his army to take Fort San Petro, it is not a good thing to let such a fleet roam around, so I feel compelled to tell you all this. ”
Yang Feng closed his eyes and groaned slightly, and after a while, he said: "It is impossible for such a fleet to cruise for a long time, can you tell me how often they replenish, where and where they replenish, and who is their commander?" ”
Mitchell hurriedly said: "I only know that the commander of this fleet is Colonel Murphy, as for where they resupply, how often they resupply, and what means of contact, it is not for me to know." But I know the person in charge of contacting them. ”
"Who is it?"
"Governor Field's most trusted deputy, Colonel Castro, is now in your prisoner-of-war camp as well as me."
Seeing Mitchell answer so happily and selling his old club so thoroughly, Yang Feng couldn't help but be a little surprised, looked at him for a while, and then said slowly: "Anyway, Captain Mitchell, you betrayed your compatriots like this, what do you want from me?" ”