The wise people discussed it very clearly. They knew very well what kind of help they should get from the Spanish to cope with the violence that the indigenous people were about to launch.

Yes, ask the Spaniards for help so that the Spaniards can train those young and strong, and at the same time support a batch of weapons.

Only in this way can they survive the upcoming violence by the natives.

Otherwise, they would not be able to deal with the indigenous violence.

The same is true for the Spanish.

Because there were too many indigenous people, they could not suppress the indigenous people just by relying on the power of the Spanish.

Therefore, the Spaniards could only join forces with the Ming people to suppress and attack the indigenous people.

After thinking for a while, Vlaal made a decision without long.

Based on the current situation, even if he does not agree to the proposal of the Chen clan leader, it will not work.

Vlar is not a fool either. He knows very well how dangerous the situation he is facing now is.

A bad thing is that the entire Spanish in Southeast Asia will suffer a catastrophe.

He didn't want to let himself and his tribesmen get hit like this.

Now they have lost their motherland, so they must keep the Nanyang land where they settle down.

At least, it must be kept before the Ming Empire accepts them.

As long as the Ming Empire agrees to let them surrender, what is Nanyang here?

However, there is no news about the Ming Empire now, so now we can only rely on themselves.

Of course, with the help of these wise men from Manila, we can survive this crisis.

Nanyang native monkeys!

Vlaal was ruthless in his heart. He decided that as long as he could survive this crisis, he would definitely deal with these natives so that they would not dare to have such thoughts or have no such power for at least twenty years.

It is actually very simple to do this.

It was like when the Spanish were exploring America and meeting the Mayans.

Kill!

Only killing can make the indigenous people in the South China Sea realize this, and only by massacring the living forces of the indigenous people as much as possible can they become peaceful.

Now these indigenous people in Southeast Asia have developed such thoughts because they have a large population?

Damn it!

This is absolutely intolerable!

"Okay, we are willing to provide weapons and train your young and strong. But when the indigenous violence happens, I don't want to see you not fighting hard."

Flar said seriously and seriously to the head of the Chen clan.

The head of the Chen clan also looked at Flar with a serious face and said, "We are not fools. How could we just want to protect ourselves at such a time? In such a crisis, we can only survive if we face it together. So please rest assured, Governor General, we will not do such a thing."

The head of the Chen clan made a solemn promise to Flar.

The old patriarch said in his heart: The poor foreigners don’t know. In fact, the target of the indigenous people is not to target you at all, but to us wise people. I have to pull you into this whirlpool and trouble. I hope that if you know the truth in the future, don’t blame me.

But, I think you can't know the truth.

Because as long as the violence is together, we will never die with the natives, so the truth is no longer important, right?

Poor Flar didn't know yet, but in fact he was plotted against by Ming people.

"I need to inform the other five governors immediately and prepare them to help us, and they also need to take some measures to deal with it, because we don't know where they will be attacked."

Flar frowned and said to the head of the Chen clan.

"Leave this matter to me. After I go back, I will send someone to the other five towns to inform the other five governors to prepare them. I want to know when will you fulfill what you said?"

The old patriarch of Chen took this matter on himself and asked Flar.

"The faster the better, the weapons can be allocated to you at any time. However, training young and strong requires you to see when you can gather enough personnel."

Vlar also answered very happily.

"We have manpower now. If we can, we will receive weapons at night and let the young people start training tomorrow. After all, none of us know when the indigenous people will launch the violence, so the sooner they prepare, the better, right?"

Flar nodded, thinking that the old patriarch of Chen's family was right.

"Come on, I ordered the warehouse of the weapons to be opened, and at the same time, General Montofis was called, and I said that I had something important."

Immediately, Vlaal shouted at his office, and then a guard took the order and left.

Everything is developing in the direction expected by the Ming people. Now they just need to wait quietly for the indigenous people to start the violence.

Dividing line—

Zhang Xiu left Manila with several Ming-style building ships, and several sea boats sailed slowly on the blue sea.

Ming-style tower ships are much slower than European warships. Although the number of sailors has increased, their combat effectiveness has not improved much.

After all, in this era, because the Europeans invented ocean-going ships and used ship-borne artillery to change the mode of combat at sea, today's naval warfare basically uses artillery attacks as the mainstream.

But in the East, a naval battle is often dominated by a platoon battle.

Such ancient tactics are the mainstream tactics in the East, so tower ships and some warships are still in use.

All the Orientals don’t know now, but in fact they are gradually becoming disconnected from the times.

After decades later, after wild boar skin occupied the Central Plains, China completely ruined the dream of the ocean and great interests.

This has to be said to be a very sad thing.

Originally, Zheng Zhilong's son Zheng Chenggong still had hope to continue the dream of China's ocean. After all, Zheng Chenggong's fleet at that time also had new European warships, and there were still a large number.

However, in the end, the foundation founded by Zheng Chenggong was destroyed by wild boar skin.

At this point, China has no navy...

At this time, Zhang Xiu, who was standing on the bow deck, didn't know that so many sad things would happen in the future.

He is in a good mood now. Zheng Zhilong told him what he had basically completed in Manila this time.

A batch of goods should be handed over to the Florians, and the payment for the goods was also received.

At the same time, he also found out about the Americas and the Song Empire that Boss Zheng also found out about it from Franjiren.

Therefore, Zhang Xiu, who successfully completed the task this time, felt very relaxed.

Before leaving, Flar asked him to bring a lot of money to Zheng Zhilong, knowing that these were all for his boss to make friends with the Ming Dynasty bosses.

These red-haired and blue-eyed men actually wanted to join the court, so they had to say that this matter was very funny.

However, Zhang Xiu felt that this might not be successful even if he might succeed.

After all, the court heard a lot of troublesome things now.

If these tens of thousands of Folang Ji people in Nanyang can be attached to each other, it would be a happy event for the court.

In recent years, inland disasters have occurred in the Ming Dynasty, and land annexation has become increasingly serious. The lower-class people have been left with no way to survive, and sporadic uprisings have continued.

It can be said that the court received no objection to good things.

So, the court really needs a big happy event to cheer people up.

In fact, Zhang Xiu didn't understand these things either. After all, he was just a pirate, a rough man who couldn't even recognize the words "big" in the past.

The reason why he could think of these was actually because Zheng Zhilong heard it.

After all, Zheng Zhilong is now the general officer of the Fujian Navy and has a great status.

At the same time, Zheng Zhilong scattered a lot of white silver and also made many powerful people in high positions in the court and Fujian.

So, of course he knew some of the updates from the court.

Every time, Zheng Zhilong would discuss with their close subordinates, so Zhang Xiu would not know these things.

Zhang Xiu raised his hand and rubbed his face, which made his spirit a little more excited.

Hey!

What does Franjiren's affairs have to do with him? Anyway, that's their own affairs, and Boss Zheng's affairs.

**This mind is useless at all.

However, when the Governor of Folangji left, the Liaodong-produced Dongzhu that he gave to him was good.

When Zhang Xiu thought of this, a smile appeared on his face.

He reached out and touched the words, then took out a round bead from his arms.

Liaodong is rich in Dongzhu, and among them, the price is the most important thing.

The Dongzhu that Flarce gave Zhang Xiu is quite large and very round, and it is obvious that it is the best among Dongzhu.

If this were placed in the territory of the Ming Dynasty, it would be possible to sell more than 2,000 taels of silver for such beads.

More than two thousand taels of silver, this amount is quite large.

From this we can see that Vlaal is really willing to spend money.
To be continued...