Does this need to be asked?

Du Beiwei has already accepted his fate!

The arms can't twist the thighs, especially when they guard the Australian officials in this land, like the broken wood on the trestle that has been eaten by insects, as long as they shake it with their hands, they can always drop a few insects.

So when the tour and the tune heard the voice behind him, and turned his head with a few Fanyi to show a puzzled look, Du Beiwei vividly performed the appearance of a guide, and Chen Qianhu also smiled appropriately and slowly bowed his head.

Where did the saber-rattling that scolded before go?

Ma Xunji returned and asked Chen Mu, "Chen Qianhu, Father Pelesi of the Fan Sect wants to ask you, have you ever seen Brother Anthony in their sect?" He was a tall and strong man, over forty years old, who was ordered to visit you in a thousand houses, and never returned. ”

"Ah, I know, I know, he was a guest at my Thousand Households Yamen, and he will be back in a while."

Chen Mu's answer was like a stream, he had long forgotten the monk who lived in the side room in the front hall of the Qianhu Yamen, except for the daily meal, Anthony never went out, so worry-free that if he didn't mention it deliberately, he would be completely forgotten!

Ma Xunji smiled and went back to explain to Yiren, Chen Mu changed his smile and raised his hand to hug Du Beiwei, pointed forward with his arm and whispered: "Brother Du has figured it out, Chen is coming to Haojing to garrison, you and I have reached a consensus, and the rest of the things will be much easier to do - tell my brother, what are the identities of those Francois people in front of them, and where are their garrison camps on the island?" ”

Zhou Xing was a little unaccustomed to Chen Qianhu's appearance, which violated the values of Confucianism and coerced and induced crooked moves, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with Chen Mu's approach, so he flicked his sleeves and walked forward.

Don't look at Chen Qianhu's dirty things behind him.

There is no way, he is a Confucian who was born and served as the commander of the second county, but Chen Mu is not, he is a military master who has no taboos in killing heads for money.

The march is only two miles, there is a small settlement of Ming people on the mountain, thirty or forty civil and engineering houses, guarding the dilapidated yamen of the patrol department, it looks very unseemly, but the view is very good.

Standing in the mountains and looking down to the south, it seems that the door of the dim house is closed, and it suddenly opens up!

The bottom of the mountain is like another world, with Western-style stone castle-like houses with twisted columns on the muddy ground, most of the stone houses are low, but a large open space is left in the middle of the huge settlement, and dozens of huge long stones are piled up on the foundation from outside the settlement.

On the hill behind the clearing, there was another battery.

The official said that the vacant land was the parliamentary square of Fanyi, and that they were going to build a temple near the parliamentary square.

Du Beiwei said and pointed to the clearing on the edge of the woodland to the east: "They still have to build a medical hall there. The medical hall, can it be used so much? Like their temple, it took half a year to build the steps, and they were busy carving patterns for the Japanese people, and they couldn't build it in ten years! ”

Temples and medical centers?

Chen Mu spun around in his mind before he completed the speech conversion from east to west, the temple is a church, and the hospital is a hospital.

"What's that?"

Chen Mu raised his hand and pointed into the distance, not far from the foundation of the church, there are two slightly smaller buildings, which are also stone buildings, but the styles are different.

"To the west is their camp, and some of the garrisons on the island who are guarding against the Japanese are living there, which were built by the former official surnamed Wang to control them; The one on the east side is called the public school. Du Beiwei glanced at it, came easily, and said: "Actually, it is a private school for the dolls, but there are also myths and stories taught by their godfathers." ”

Godfather?

Seeing Chen Mu's puzzled and complicated expression, Du Beiwei took the opportunity to take off Chen Qianhu's arm like a little brother, and pointed forward: "The one wearing a big robe in front is their godfather." ”

"They built houses with local materials, and the Franc machine mining is not as good as ours, so they directly blew up a big hole in the mountain and set off artillery in the cave, which is scary." Du Beiwei said with palpitations, "Don't worship the god of the mountain, don't worship the god of the kiln, you must worship the god before opening the kiln, the Francois don't worship alive or dead, instead of holding a broken cross and dangling in the mountain, and saying that the gunpowder explosion is safe, this is not nonsense!" ”

"Is it safe for them to blow up?"

Chen Mu asked, pointing to the discussion square, "Those stones were blown down from the mountain?" ”

"There have been accidents seven or eight times, and as soon as they are bombed, they will bury people, and the official went to the people of and said, don't go to help Fanyi blow up the mountain, you can't find it if you die." Du Beiwei seems to have the typical characteristics of the way Ming Dynasty officials interacted with the Yi people, that is, I don't care about you, and you don't influence me, "Anyway, they hire Japanese to dig mountains, and they die when they die." ”

There is only one mineral resource in Macao, which is the granite that has been blown up by the Franco.

Further south of the square, the earthy yellow gradually turns into a white and black pebble beach, the port is full of people, countless people are loading and unloading goods, and farther away are the open-air shipyards and large merchant ships docked on the coast.

Chen Mu knew that his two centipede boats were being repaired there!

There are far more foreigners entrenched in Haojing Ao than Chen Mu imagined.

They had already repaired three forts, built a church school, barracks and hospitals, and even built a gun factory in the foothills not far from the settlement.

Wu Guifang once said that there were no less than 10,000 people in Fanyi, and Chen Mu always thought it was an imaginary number, but only when he really set foot on this land did he realize that it was not an imaginary number at all.

These bastards really think this is their home!

"Zhou County Order, Chen Qianhu, the flag army will stop here, if you go down the mountain again, you will be shocked, I am afraid of trouble!"

Compared to Du Beiwei, who was frightened by Chen Mu's tiger skin, the other two Australian guards were obviously closer to the Yi people, the two came over to talk to Chen Mu, and several Yi people were watching this side not far away, obviously Chen Mu's army made them feel worried.

"When we walk in our own territory, will we be shocked?"

As if he had heard a ridiculous joke, Chen Mu shook his head and said, "The Yiren on the island, how many of them can be the master?" ”

"If you can call the shots, let them restrain the garrison, stay in the camp and don't come out, whether the flag army will surprise them Chen doesn't know, but it's best that they don't disturb Chen's flag army."

Li Dan left on the path after entering the gate, which made Chen Mu have less interpreters to talk directly to the Yi people, but this would not affect his decision, he landed on the island to fight against the Yi merchants who traded women, and this would not change.

If you want him to keep the flag army here, it's impossible.

Zhou Xing, who had been silent, obviously agreed with this, he didn't care about Yiren, nor did he care about the opinions of the three military attaches under his jurisdiction, and said to Chen Mu: "Chen Qianhu, it's not too early, let's go down and have a look." ”

Chen Mu nodded and chuckled at the Portuguese priests and officers, and then waved his hand.

Behind him, there were hundreds of households that ordered the banner army to continue to advance, and the sound of orders came and went on the mountain road, and the face of the Francosian was not good-looking.

After many years, the army of the Ming people is about to enter their meeting square again!

-

According to Gordinho's estimates, the net number of Portuguese immigrants to Asia between 1500 and 1580 was 280,000.