"This is a brand new battleship. In addition to being slightly slower, it is perfect in terms of protection and firepower. Especially the 32-pound cannon it is equipped with, which is even more powerful. In my opinion, even the Gallion sailing ship may not be its opponent."

On the top of the mountain in Rezhelan City, there is an elegant villa, which is also the residence of Sonod, the Dutch Governor in Taiwan. Encos, who had just returned to Rezhelan, had not had time to ask the doctors here to recheck the injuries on his leg, so people carried him here to report the results of the battle to Sonod.

Sonod pondered for a while before asking again: "Is the Ming Dynasty warship really powerful here?"

Encos gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, I can swear to God that what I said is absolutely true!"

Sonod stopped talking. He looked at the scenery at the foot of the mountain and fell into deep thought. After a long time, he sighed and said, "Encos, do you know? When I was ordered to come to Taiwan as governor four years ago, I was so ambitious at that time, because opposite us was an ancient country. It was so rich and vast. As long as we could conquer this country and use the manpower, material resources and various mineral resources of this country, we would not be afraid of any opponent. For this reason, His Majesty the King even made an ambitious plan. We have been working hard for this for so many years..."

Speaking of this, Sonod asked again: "Encos, do you know how many people the Ming Kingdom has?"

Before Encos could answer, Sonod said to himself: "The preliminary statistics are 100 million... more than the population of the entire Europe, 62.5 times the total population of our Netherlands. Do you know what this means? This means that as long as we control this country, we will never have to worry about the exhaustion of soldiers, and the whole world will crawl at our feet at that time!"

At the end, Sonod shouted out almost like a roar, even his face turned red.

Looking at the excited Sonord, Encos understood the other party's mood very well. Now the Netherlands has entered its heyday. Most of Europe is the Dutch team's sphere of influence, but there is a condition that restricts the continued expansion of the Netherlands, that is, population, wars fight for resources and wealth, and population, but this is precisely the shortcomings of the Dutch. Even if there are only tens of thousands of people in the Netherlands, it is a great event. Britain, France and other countries dare to challenge the Dutch's hegemony so unscrupulously.

After finally waiting for Sonod to calm down, he turned his head and said firmly to Encos: "I have decided that I will write to His Majesty Frederick Henry, asking him to send a fleet of no less than one hundred ships, including at least forty Gallion sailboats and twenty thousand musketeers. Only in this way can we conquer this huge country in one fell swoop."

"God... Governor, are you crazy?" Encos looked at Sonod in surprise, forgetting the pain on his feet. He didn't care about being polite and shouted loudly: "Governor, do you know what will happen if this proposal is sent to Amsterdam? They will treat you as a madman, and the next time they come, I'm afraid you won't know the reinforcement fleet, but your order to dismissal!"

"No...you don't understand!"

At this time, Sonod didn't always look gentle like before. His eyes were a little red, and he looked like an angry gambler. He stared at Encos and asked word by word.

"From the situation you just described, the Ming people have the ability to build large warships, and their warships are larger and more powerful than us. As far as I know, they call this kind of warship a third-class warship, and now ten have begun to serve, and today you just encountered one. Think about it, what will happen if we encounter ten, twenty or even one hundred such warships in the future?"

"this……"

Encos was also shocked by Sonod's assumption. A few days ago, he just encountered a third-class warship. He couldn't imagine what would have happened if he had encountered a fleet of five or ten third-class warships at that time.

"Did you think of it?" Sonod said grimly: "Have you ever thought about it when you have time? If the Ming people sent their fleet to suddenly appear outside the city of Gelanzha, what will we use to resist their fleet? Without the protection of the fleet, what will we use to defend Gelanzha? Without Gelanzha, our interests in the Far East will be lost. Do you understand?"

Encos argued: "But have you agreed to support Zheng Zhilong's five Gallion sailing warships? With these warships, maybe..."

Speaking of this, Encos himself couldn't continue. After that day's naval battle, he certainly knew the power of the Ming Kingdom's No. 3 warship. In addition to being faster, the Gallion warship was not the opponent of the Ming Kingdom's warship in terms of firepower or protection. Even if Zheng Zhilong obtained five Gallion warships, he would not be the opponent of the Ming people. Both him and Sonod knew very well.

"Okay, I admit that your idea is right, but it is impossible for the country to agree to send such a huge force to the Far East. In that case, the situation in the entire Obaro will be unbalanced, especially the 20,000 musketeers you mentioned, which is already a quarter of the total Dutch force!" Encos was still not optimistic about Sonod's plan.

"Of course you don't have that courage, but I believe that the great Majesty Frederick will definitely support my plan." Sonod said almost cheering himself up.

Since Camp Sonod made the decision, all Encos could do was obey, "Okay, you are the governor, you have the final say! I will draft an application for you right away!"

Just when Sonod decided to apply to the local government to send heavy troops to the Far East, Yang Feng in Xiamen also welcomed an uninvited guest.

"Sir Tian, ​​why are you here?"

Looking at the man standing in front of him with a messy face, Yang Feng almost couldn't recognize him. Is this the commander of the Jinyiwei who was so majestic in the past?

"Mr. Marquis, the official is here to come here. I hope you will forgive me!"

After seeing Yang Feng, Tian Ergeng was about to kneel down to Yang Feng without saying a word. Yang Feng was so scared that he jumped aside and helped him up quickly. Although Tian Ergeng, the commander of the Jinyiwei, was only a third-rank official, and as a marquis, he was a top-rank, but as a personal army of the emperor, Tian Ergeng represented the emperor to some extent, and Yang Feng did not dare to accept his kneeling and worship so carelessly.
Chapter completed!