In fact, there are a lot of internal contradictions among the people in Yang Feng, not only the conflicts between the Turks and the people, but everything is covered up by the enthusiasm of dividing the fields, after all, for those ordinary people, this is really bigger.

But this enthusiasm will eventually pass.

Therefore, there is an urgent need for mission, no matter what differences there are in the customs and culture of the past, when it becomes a faith, the previous ones will become a thing of the past, and missionary work is also accompanied by education, and the next generation will completely forget the inexplicable conflicts of the past, and the shrines and priests of the worship of God and the primary schools of compulsory education are the best ways to solve the old contradictions. It is estimated that by the middle of next year, Yang Feng will be able to cover the holy shrine and rural primary schools in his entire control area, which is also the reason why he is not interested in expansion, expansion is easy, but it doesn't make much sense to keep up with the construction, as for the future......

Contradictions and conflicts will never be eliminated.

This thing is like a leek cut back to life, if it is really harmonious, what else does the government do?

In short, it will take time to solve these problems.

The next priority was the British fleet, which was moving forward hundreds of miles a day.

As for the offensive of the Qing army......

This Yang Feng doesn't care at all, the Qing army on the battlefield in Guangdong did not attack at all, the vast majority of Yishan's music is written with water, and there is basically no dry goods, and this is the tacit cooperation of all the Qing generals on the battlefield in Guangdong, all the Qing army retreats to the cities, and then occasionally sends a small force of troops out to harass, if you can kill a few unlucky people, then it will be a great victory, as for the subsequent Ming army's retaliatory attack with artillery to bombard them with losses, it will be avoided to talk about it.

In other words, this is already the norm on the battlefield in Guangzhou.

In fact, it was not two months before Yang Feng conquered Fuzhou, and the efficiency of the Qing army could not complete the offensive deployment of Fuzhou.

And there is no army available either.

The armies on the southern front could not be drawn, the Qing army in Zhejiang had to defend the coast, and the Qing army in Jiangsu had to defend along the river, and the Qing troops in Jiangxi and Huguang had already gone south, and the rest were all those who needed to prevent local rebellion, at this time Daoguang had to transfer troops from Sichuan and even from Shaanxi and even Zhili to the south, but it would take several months for these troops to travel thousands of miles to reach the battlefield, so at least in the first half of this year, the Qing army would not come to die at all, saying that Yang Feng really hoped that they would be like this.

It's a pity that Yishan didn't give him a chance.

Yang Feng rushed before the arrival of the British army, sent the two brigades of Luo Outline to Dianbai, the landing process was unforgiving, Dianbai's regimental training after seeing the three ships of Dingzhen Wei and the red that covered the coast, sold their employers to surrender as quickly as possible, the Ming army almost lined up into Dianbai, and then the green battalion of the Qing army that was attacking Gaozhou dispersed in a hurry, and Yang Feng met Su Sanniang on the Weiyuan.

After making this pretty widow the first countess of the Ming Dynasty, Yang Feng pushed her to Luo Xuan, and then personally acted as a matchmaker for them.

In short, this piece is the responsibility of their husband and wife.

When Yang Feng returned to Guangzhou, the fleet led by Yilu arrived in Yazhou, and was warmly welcomed by the deputy general of the Yazhou Association who learned of his purpose, as well as the local officials and gentry, not only to replenish supplies for the British army, but also to organize the Ji women's group to comfort them, which flattered the British sailors, and then the deputy general of the Yazhou Association reported to Yishan urgently for 800 li.

Then the British army rested in Yazhou for half a month, and finally waited for Yishan's reply.

"Reward?"

Looking at the boxes of silver in front of him, Yilu smiled a little weirdly.

"On behalf of their emperor's loyalty to us, they probably regard us as their vassals, and they affirm our loyalty to them, and reward us with 10,000 taels of silver, and agree that we will be temporarily stationed on Hailing Island, but require us to obey the command of the general army of Yangjiang Town."

Charles said with a smile.

"Tell them we're very satisfied."

Yilu said with a smile.

Indeed, he was very satisfied.

All they need is an advance base, and Hailing Island is the most suitable choice, as long as this forward base is successfully obtained, the attitude of the Tatars can be completely ignored......

Reasoning with fools, it's ridiculous to be yourself.

So immediately after those British soldiers who enjoyed the reward for half a month, they re-boarded their warships and went straight to Yangjiang, and landed on Hailing Island under the welcome of the defenders.

It's completely beyond comprehension!

It is said that he used to be a Guangdong sailor, and he has seen a lot of British ships over the years, but when has he ever seen this kind of third-class ship that can be called a super giant ship?

"Your Excellency, Please!"

Yilu said with a smile on his face.

Lai Zongbing suppressed his trembling, held the rope as much as possible to maintain his majesty, and slowly walked up to the Gao Huali, the dense cannon door next to him was open, and a terrifying cannon with a terrifying muzzle stretched out, just when he was about to step on the deck, suddenly a cannon rang out, and his legs immediately weakened.

"Salute!"

Yilu next to him hurriedly supported him.

Mr. Lai nodded majestically.

With the sound of the command above his head, the British sailors in the line immediately raised their guns and saluted, and Lai took a deep breath and stepped onto the scrubbed deck......

The alarm bell rang suddenly.

The expression of Yilu beside him changed, and he pushed away Lai Zongbing and stepped forward, and all the sailors on the deck immediately disbanded, rushing to their respective posts as quickly as possible, and in a blink of an eye, Lai Zongbing was left standing on the deck with a confused face, and the sailors behind him quickly put away the gangway, and at the same time, an obvious smoke trail on the sea in the distance gradually became clear, and a paddle steamer in the British fleet came at full speed, and the soldiers on board kept waving flags.

"Enemy ship, one!"

Yilu said holding up the binoculars.

Lai Zongbing leaned over in a daze, and watched in the same daze, as Yi Lu quickly issued a series of orders, and the British warships in the harbor quickly lifted anchor, and just as they were moving, a three-masted cross-sail warship with a flying scissor appeared in the field of vision with two smoke-billowing chimneys, followed by flames erupting from the side gun doors.

The paddle steamer that had not yet entered the protection of the fleet was immediately hit by a cannonball and sounded a cry for help.

Including the Gao Huali, all the British battleships advanced at full speed, seventeen battleships and cruisers rushed straight forward like charging cavalry, with four battleships in the center, and the fast cruisers were outflanked on two wings and prepared to encircle, but although the number of guns of the Ming battleship was small, the power of the shells was obviously huge, and only three salvos were fired after one paddle steamer was destroyed. The paddle steamer, which was already far from it, immediately turned into a turtle speed, and the Ming battleship continued to bombard it despite the British battleship that had been encircled, and after the tenth round of shelling, the steamship was completely scrapped and began to sink, and the crew hurriedly jumped into the sea to escape.

But the Ming battleship still didn't run, ignoring the outflanked British cruisers on the left and right, and rushed straight towards Yilu's battlefleet.

The four battleships immediately changed formations.

They were like a sea wall, showing more than 100 cannons of various calibers on the side of this arrogant battleship, and the Ming battleship opened fire from a distance of 1,500 yards, and a twenty-four-pound cannonball accurately hit the starboard side of the Gao Huali, and the cone-headed cannonball hit the plank like a nail, but unfortunately the thickness of the plank was more than a foot, and it was also stuck in it like a nail, and even a little bullet tail was exposed.

"Thirty-two pounder cannon fire!"

Yilu gave the order indifferently.

Under the incredulous gaze of General Lai, who was also looking at the shell, the Gao Huali and the other three ships combined with fifty-six thirty-two-pounder guns suddenly erupted in flames, and the shells swept across the sea with a whistling, one of which hit the Ming warship, but was bounced off by the solid teak plank.

"Madamn, it's so strong!"

On the Dingyuan battleship of the Ming army, Yang Zhao said in amazement.

I don't know who he said was strong.

"Captain, get closer with a thirty-two pound cannon!"

The officer beside him said eagerly.

The Ming army's thirty-two pound guns are equivalent to forty-two pounds of the British army, but the highest of these British battleships is thirty-two pounds, and the Ming army is rifled gun cone head shells, the penetration power far exceeds the British army, and it is enough to penetrate the planks of the British battleships when it is a few hundred meters closer.

Of course, the Dingyuan will also be beaten into a sieve by more than a hundred cannons of various calibers.

Again, that's for sure.

The British's cannons were not toys either, and the protection of both sides was at most one level, and those thirty-two-pounder guns could easily penetrate the planks of the Dingyuan within a few hundred meters, and even if there was only one side, each of these ships was fourteen thirty-two-pounder guns.

"There's no need for this, retreat at full speed!"

Yang Zhao immediately made a decision and said without hesitation.

When the second salvo of the British army fired, the Dingyuan immediately turned, the steam engine was at full power, and under the joint impetus of the propeller and the sails, it sailed away at full speed in the direction away from the four ships of the Gaohuali, at this time the encirclement of the cruiser fleet was not completed, in fact, before the Dingyuan, which was rushing to a high speed of 20 knots, broke out of the encirclement, these cruisers that were not even ten knots could not complete the encirclement.

"But that's it!"

Yilu looked at the fleeing Dingyuan, and said haughtily like Lord Beckett.

"Your Excellency, uh, Your Excellency, what happened to you?"

He looked at Lai Zongbing in amazement and said.

The latter stood there motionless, looking at the fleeing Dingyuan, two lines of tears slowly flowed down his eyes, and in Yilu's surprised gaze, he sobbed suddenly, and then let out a long howl like a convulsion:

"Our Daqing, our Daqing is saved!"