When the baggage fleet from the court arrived, Magui and a group of Majiagang generals stood in the port early, and the cannons pulled out of the cannons from the Shuilu Peak were lined up on the shore. More than 200 flag troops gathered from the left and right households were erected in full force.

There were barking from the camp behind them, and they also noticed the tension in their owners' hearts.

Ma Gui held a telescope and looked into the distance. The mirrors showed the figures of more than 20 huge Ming Dynasty sea ships. What was noticeable was that the head of the South China Sea gunboat, a Spanish warship hanging with a red-fork sail next to the five hundred-material shark ship.

He looked carefully and repeatedly, and it seemed that there was no sea artillery battle between the two ships.

The flag army beside him whispered a few times, and Ma Gui moved his telescope slightly, and then he found that before the two warships in the fleet were the leader, there was a small boat of less than 100 materials. This ship was familiar to the Majiagang flag army and could not be familiar with it anymore. It was a sloop boat they built themselves.

They built a total of five small boats called Xiaomachuan. Now three are parked by the Majiagang Pier Bridge, and one has gone to the mast and flipped on the shore, which has been covered with snow and made a small snow slope.

The remaining ship should be in the Zhengtu tribe of Zhuangyuan Bridge.

The fleet gradually approached the port, and the sails slowly descended. The warship escorted the baggage fleet's slightly higher stern stairs waving with the flag bearer holding the colorful flags of the five gods. The flag of Marshal Wen, which symbolized the blue hand, blue face and big beard of the oriental blue hand, was very conspicuous.

Ma Gui put down his telescope in anger and ordered his subordinates: "Calling the flags and letting them stop the ship, sending them a baggage and placing a barbarian ship. We still think it was attacked by the enemy!"

The two sides slapped flags with each other and confirmed that they were friendly forces. The fleet stopped on the small coast of Majiagang. Each ship put down his boats to carry the cargo. Those who had no cargo also rowed a boat to sail towards the shore.

Ma Gui kept looking at the Spanish warship. He found that the Western Yi ship had no portholes and had muzzles. Now the muzzles were nailed to death by wooden boards. The Western Yi sailors with different appearances lowered the boat. Instead, five Ming soldiers came down from the boat and rowed the boat first.

There was also the small macaque boat, with the sails parked by the trestle bridge. A flag army under his command hurried over with two burly people from the top bridge.

The five Ming soldiers who came off the Spanish boat looked different. One general wearing bright breastplate and a big bear's fur cloak, and four horsemen were tied with four horsemen. When the horsemen got off the boat, they threw more than a dozen long guns on the boat. Now the boat looked like an arsenal, with guns everywhere.

The boat was rowed to the sand on the shore where ice was formed. The leader stepped forward with big strides. Although he had the power to control the situation when walking, the dragon and tiger steps, his expression still looked like a scoundrel with a bit of hob meat.

"After paying 10 yuan, Chen Shuaibiao of the Eastern Fleet went to guerrillas."

Magui's eyes lit up as he heard the name.

My impression of Chen Mu was still in Chen Nanyang's era. At that time, Fu Yuan was also very famous. From the flag army to the commander, he sent good news to the north for months. It was a very common name on the dibao after Chen Mu.

"It turned out to be General Fu. Ma has long been famous, but your official position... I remember that you were commanding in Luzon before you left the sea. Why is it a guerrilla now? Could it be that the Eastern Fleet is different?"

In the past twenty years, the Ming Dynasty was in a chaotic war. Guards, battalions, recruiting soldiers, and private soldiers were everywhere. The generals in the domestic leadership did not care about their official positions in the local guard system. They were transferred to the generals' generals and the generals to take the rank of battalions.

When one government quells the rebellion, one commander leads a small general, and one province quells the rebellion. The other commander sometimes takes the rank of generals. Two sets of officer systems run in parallel. In fact, to put it bluntly, the guard officer is the commander, and the battalion officer is the commander.

Only Nanyang is not required to fight overseas, and the commander is a commander who is a wartime commander. The only thing is whether Chen Mu issued a military commander to the military office.

Therefore, the power and status of the commander of the overseas guards is much greater. Commanders like Fu Yuan, such as Luzon, were transferred back to the mainland as at least commanders or even commanders.

Guerrilla general? This is the threshold for a lower-level general to be an intermediate general. Isn’t it a bit low for dealing with Yuan?

He is also a general!

Fu Yuan smiled, admired Yu Magui's eyes, and did not explain, just waved his hand, pointed to the guns brought down by the entourage from the boat behind him, and said, "When I came, I caught up with the Western barbarian ship to chase this boat. I saw that it looked like ours, so I intercepted the Spanish ship. I took away the firearms. There were some swords and spears on the boat. I asked him to send someone to get it."

"There are also forty-four Spanish soldiers and fifty-three watermen on it, and they were arrested together. I thought there would be an artillery battle, but I didn't expect them to say that they were allies with us and would not fight."

Fu Yuan said as he walked forward and approached Magui, and asked in a low voice: "They said they were seeking revenge by the natives and unintentionally to be enemies with the Ming Dynasty. They said that the natives killed their military camps and soldiers. After they broke through the tribe, they saw someone fleeing north on a boat, so they chased them all the way and wanted to raise the nest, but they came here."

"It sounds like this, I didn't do anything to them."

Fu Yuan said a few words and Ma Gui widened his eyes and said in surprise: "Zhuangyuan Bridge has been broken? Where is Zhenguanxi?"

"What, what is the Zhuangyuanqiao Town from Guanxi?" Fu Yuan was confused by the name of this place. Since he was the deputy Qianhu, he has been a regular customer of the Guangcheng teahouse and a restaurant. His conversation was so familiar that he could not be more familiar. He suddenly heard that the dislocation of time and space was too strong. He was stunned for a moment and then took off his helmet and rubbed his head with short hair and said, "The natives they beat were ours?"

Fu Yuan's hair was not shaved in Beiyang. He cut his hair short when he was having malaria in Baigu. Later, he felt that short hair was quite comfortable, but fortunately he didn't have long hair. He was a big-headed soldier who was idle and gambling and stealing. He didn't care what others thought of him at all.

He doesn't talk about etiquette, he talks about the world.

Our people?

Fu Yuan's words are very eccentric in Magui's ears.

The general of Kuwu Island thought about it, nodded slightly, sighed and said, "The flag troops sent to teach Chinese have all been back, and they have been wiped out by the Western barbarians before they even became ours."

"It was not wiped out. After being defeated, most of them ran north. What the Western barbarians wanted was land, intending to drive them away. The soldiers below wanted to take revenge, but the commander of the corps above them believed that it would be beneficial for them to let the people of this tribe spread panic."

"Fu doesn't know much about other things, Ma Shuai can ask your flag army."

Fu Yuan said as he looked back and pointed at the Spanish ship. The flag army with a strong atmosphere of the rivers and lakes was urging the Spanish soldiers to get off the ship. They could hardly see the banned temperament of the Nanyang Army.

Although they were wearing standard military uniforms, each with big arms and round waists, they were frivolous and did not look like soldiers.
Chapter completed!