Late Ming Dynasty: The Counterattack Begins with Sea Pirates

Instructor Lang looked at Chi Honghai with his blue eyes and uttered a concise and clear sentence from his thin lips: "Kill them."

Chi Honghai's eyes widened in surprise. What kind of drama was this? He had thought that the two families were neighbors, and judging from their past education, their relationship was not bad, at least it seemed so now.

"Did I hear that right? Instructor Lang, what is this?" Chi Honghai's tone was calm and slow. Although it was an unexpected answer, it was exactly what he wanted to hear, but he still couldn't quite believe it.

"Oh, sir, you are unaware that although the Spanish now occupy Lisbon, the Portuguese will always be Portuguese and will never become Spanish. If we were friends with them before, then if we were to meet on the battlefield now, we would have to be enemies."

Upon hearing this news, Chi Honghai finally realized that his hometown had been robbed, and people overseas did not recognize this new king.

"Do the people in Macau know about this Lisbon incident you mentioned?"

"You mean the person in charge in Macau? He knows, and not only knows, he also acknowledges the status of the King of Spain. Otherwise, how could the Tianquan ship be shipped from the Lisbon shipyard? Although Macau is your land, the Portuguese don't recognize their status here. The Spanish aren't that kind."

Instructor Lang's tone became somewhat excited as he spoke, and Chi Honghai looked at him and continued to press, "What about last time in Macau?"

"I have a lot of contempt for that man, so naturally I won't side with him. However, the reason he lied that time wasn't entirely because he betrayed his country. A significant part of it was because, sir, your group gives me a very good feeling. I've been away from Lisbon for many years, and this is the first time I've found that sense of belonging in a foreign land."

His eyes were a little red, and he wanted to open his mouth to say something, but the wind covered them.

Chi Honghai looked down at the beach beneath his feet: "The Spaniards..." He paused for a moment before finishing his sentence, "If there's a chance, then I'll leave them to you."

Upon hearing this, Instructor Lang finally realized that what he had been thinking was true: "Sir, when are we going to settle accounts with them?"

"I won't be going anytime soon. I need to train, investigate the local situation, and observe the situation on the island. But I can tell you clearly that it will be within the next year or two. This matter is known only to you, me, and Liu Qingjiang. There is absolutely no fourth person."

"The lady?"

Chi Honghai shook his head: "If there are any other people on the island who know about this, then it's just you and me who have a problem."

The other party took two steps back and bowed to Chi Honghai: "Sir, rest assured, we will definitely win a great battle."

After the two finished speaking, Chi Honghai told him to return to the North Shore to arrange new teaching.

Watching Instructor Lang's departing figure, Chi Honghai muttered under his breath, "Macau...Spaniards..."

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"Shen Er! Shen Er!" Chi Honghai shouted loudly.

After calling out for a long time without receiving any response, Chi Honghai turned around and walked inside. He wandered around for a while but still couldn't find Shen Er. When he asked the people below, they all said they hadn't seen Shen Er either.

I thought Shen Er had gone off to slack off somewhere, but after the sun set, I saw a group of people coming down from the back mountain.

"Master, master!" Shen Er called out, carrying a wild pheasant in one hand. "Look what good stuff I've brought back!"

Chi Honghai was both angry and amused: "I called you during the day and you were nowhere to be found, so this is what you did?"

Shen Er's smile instantly faded. To him, not being able to find someone when the master needed them was a serious matter, especially since it was a rule that they should be available at a moment's notice. "Master, this... I saw that the brothers had all gone up the mountain, and I didn't have anything to do, so I went along... Well then, I'll get out of here..."

"Enough with the nonsense, I have something for you to do."

Shen Er's eyes lit up: "Hey, sir, what's the matter this time! You can trust Shen Er's efficiency."

"Are you familiar with the waters off Taiwan?"

After hearing the master's question, he was a little embarrassed. "Master, as you know, I only went there with you once. How could I know?"

"Take a few people to Fujian and ask some locals who travel by the sea about the waters there. Be careful."

"Sir, isn't that Zheng Zhilong's territory?"

That's why I'm sending you.

Chi Honghai's reason for sending Shen and his companion to do this was simple: although Pang San was skilled in martial arts, he did not need to fight or cause trouble on this trip, and it was best to avoid such miscellaneous matters that would easily attract attention. Moreover, Pang San was stubborn and difficult to get through to.

But Shen Er's personality was different. He could see the situation on the spot, read people's expressions, and was tactful. On his way to Fujian, he could get by no matter what kind of official he encountered. He was also shrewd enough when inquiring about the situation.

Aside from Ai Si, who also needs to manage the accounts, the others are loyal, but in terms of trustworthiness, they are not as high as Shen Er. It can be said that this matter is indispensable to him.

The next morning, Shen Er led a few brothers in a small boat and headed towards Fujian.

Seeing that his trusted confidants were all busy with their own things, Chi Honghai did not stop either, but instead hurriedly planned the next step for his family.

Based on my previous conversations with Instructor Lang, it's clear that any Portuguese person living abroad with a conscience wouldn't want to be trampled on by the Spanish. After all, living at the mercy of others is no easy task, but unfortunately, the gap between the two sides is quite obvious.

Even though both were under the Ming Dynasty's nose, Haojing was not even as large as Keelung is now. Not to mention that the Spanish held the Luzon Islands not far away. If a real war broke out, not to mention the chances of victory, there was no chance at all.

Chi Honghai understood all too well the situation of being angry but not daring to speak out; he had been through it himself, and so had many others on the island.

In Chi Honghai's view, the gaps here could be widened even further. One side is unconvinced, and the other looks down on others, but he still needs to think about where to start.

Sitting in the room, I thought and thought, and realized that this matter could not be approached from Haojing.

Although most of the Portuguese in Macau had long wanted to fight the Spanish, the leader was a pro-Spanish person. They had feelings, but it would be difficult to suppress them. Besides, after so many years, if they couldn't hold back, they would have done so long ago.

Having dealt with the Spanish side for so long, I know there must be some people who can tolerate it, or even be happy about it. Of course, that's definitely for the benefit of the Spanish. If it's not that, then it's purely a matter of anger and fear.

Going to Macau now to stir up trouble will likely not achieve the desired effect.

Since Macau is not the first choice, the only option is to start with Spain. As for where to go, Chi Honghai has already made plans.