After victory, the more important thing is not to cheer, but to rescue the wounded and repair the warships.

While the doctors on the ship were rescuing the wounded, the crew also started to repair the sail cables and slings under the supervision of the officers, and re-stitched the rigging that was blown into pieces by the Turkish cannons, and replaced the shot downed sail trusses with spare round materials.

Zheng Sen, who was at the stern of the boat, looked at the waves under the sunset with a blank expression, red, like blood, and they were surging, and on the undulating sea, there were fragments and corpses everywhere.

He stared at the bodies and remained silent. In his heart, he knew very well an answer. If he didn't find a way to solve the problem of how to pass through the Dardanelles, soon they could be bombarded into pieces like those Turks.

Now, it is impossible for them to break into this sea area like before, taking advantage of the Turks' inattention. If they want to go out of the Dardanelles, they can only break into it.

But if you break through hard, can the fleet still break out now?

Maybe they won, but winning is not easy at all. Not to mention casualties, even the damage to the ship is extremely serious.

What to do next?

It's not easy to deal with!

At this moment, the sun in the distance was slowly sinking.

"Your Mightiness."

Suddenly, Bailo walked to Zheng Sen like a ghost and said softly.

"Your Excellency, the Chinese fleet is now the master of this Maramale Sea. Although this sea is not big, there is no fleet. You are the master of this sea. As for Sudan, unless he can swim over, this sea is yours..."

As a spy who has lived in Istanbul for twenty years, Bailo knows everything here very well.

"After this naval battle, although the Turkish fleet was destroyed by you, the Chinese fleet suffered great losses. If you pass through the Dardanelles at this time, you will definitely be left here by them. Instead of doing so, it is better to consider occupying Marmara Island first. Although the island is not big and has only lived in some fishermen, there is a simple shipyard where you can repair our warships first, and at the same time send messengers to contact the rear, and wait until reinforcements arrive before attacking the Dardanelles front and back. In this way, Istanbul is like we are opening the door!"

Marmara is located in the Sea of ​​Marmara, with an area of ​​about the same as a small county in China. When passing through the Sea of ​​Marmara, Zheng Sen once paid attention to the island. There is a bay with a good environment in the north of the island. Although it is not a closed bay, it can indeed be used as a base for the Ming Navy in the future.

Bailo's suggestion made his heart move, and at this time, Li Qingwu only opposed it.

"Bailo, we stay on the island. What if the Turks send troops to attack? Who will guard the island then? There are only so many marines on the fleet. Moreover, our staff has lost a lot now, and they have to make up for the gunner's losses."

"Without the navy, they went to the sea, just to give us heads!"

Bailo said.

"As for guarding the island, they..."

Pointing to the captives on the sailboat.

"Use those prisoners? They are Turks!"

"Yes, to be precise, the paddling slaves on the ship. We captured twenty-three paddling ships, and there were at least two thousand paddling slaves on the ship. Those slaves hated the Turks more than anyone else. As long as we gave them weapons, they would definitely be willing to fight for us..."

Suddenly, the shout of the gaze interrupted his words.

"On the shore, on the shore, the forts on the shore raised our national flag, the sun and moon flag of the Ming Dynasty!"

ashore?

The national flag of the Ming Dynasty!

Zheng Sen and others then remembered the arson ships, and they picked up the telescopes and looked there. Through the telescope, they clearly saw that the fortress above the cliff on the east coast of the Bosphorus actually raised the Ming Dynasty's sun and moon flag!

What's going on here?

In an instant, everyone was stunned!

At this time, the look-up hand shouted again.

"One of our ships has come, our arson ship."

As the arson ship approached, they saw an officer standing on the ship, or the person who was rowing was a Turk.

"Turk?"

"No, they are not Türkiye, they are slaves, and Slavs!"

Finally, after the officer standing on the boat boarded, Zheng Sen and the others finally knew the answer.

"Deputy coach, we took the Yusqudar Fort! Now, the fort is ours!"

What!

...

There is always a coincidence in the world. At least for Li Sankuan and the others, he never expected to meet an Englishman on the beach below the cliffs on the east coast of the Bosphorus.

Perhaps, they don’t speak Turkish, but they who are stationed in England all year round always speak some English. After all, not all the orcs on the street can speak official language. As language teachers, they always need to know some English if they want to teach them official language and further "communicate".

"Are you slaves?"

Seeing a few guys squeezed out of the crowd, Li Sankuan asked in confusion.

"Why are you here?"

"Our ship was attacked by Barbary pirates at sea and was sold here."

Although the Age of Discovery is well known to the world, what is little known is that in North Africa there is a group of pirates who specifically catch white people to sell. This is the famous Barbary pirates in the history of Western navigation. From the 16th to the 19th century, these pirates plundered millions of white Christians on the coast of Europe in nearly 300 years and resold them to Ottoman Turkey as slaves. They not only attacked the coast of Europe, but also attacked merchant ships from various European countries.

Among these paddling slaves, in addition to the Slavs plundered by the Crimean Khanate, of course, there were also slaves plundered from European countries.

"Sir, can you take us out of here?"

Looking at the survivors on the beach, Li Sankuan and the others suddenly became big. How many paddling slaves are there on this beach? They are standing in a dark way.

There are at least three or four thousand people, where are so many slaves stuffed?

"Now, our fleet is fighting at sea. The outcome has not yet been achieved, so take you away."

When the outcome is unknown, let alone these slaves, it is not easy for them to leave this place, and there are so many of them.

Suddenly a man pointed his finger above the cliff and said.
Chapter completed!