The magistrate of Xiangshan was very miserable in this poor mountainous place. Apart from the frequent filial piety of this group of Portuguese, he had no more investment. This was because he had made money short.

The inexplicable Governor sent troops over. Although he was short-spoken, he dared not do whatever he wanted. He looked arrogant, but on the one hand he was worried that the two sides would fight.

Seeing that this Westerner Baihu was so well-versed in the truth, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and nodded and said, "Yes, this should be the case according to the rules."

The guerrilla standing behind him didn't look at the magistrate or any foreign households, but just turned around and said loudly: "General Qian led the team and divided the generals to do things, and carefully screened them according to Lord Chen's orders, but they all heard it clearly! "I understand!!"

Hearing the loud answer from the army general below, the guerrilla nodded and waved forward, and the soldiers of a battalion began to march forward.

The smile on the face of this Lieutenant Colonel Swazi was extremely kind. Every time he went over the battalion of soldiers, he would dance the helmet on his hand to say hello.

A group of soldiers advanced. When the squad of soldiers finished and the general and officials of the Ming Kingdom were about to enter, Lieutenant Colonel Swazi was about to follow, maybe the other party needed a guide or something.

Unexpectedly, the two Ming troops that passed by did not advance towards Macau in the end, but instead surrounded the 200 Portuguese soldiers on the roadside.

The Swazi was shocked and subconsciously stretched his hand towards the hilt of the sword. Before he could move, the personal soldiers beside the guerrillas rushed up and fell directly to the ground and dropped his weapon.

Originally, the Portuguese soldiers stood on the side of the road with their chests raised and raised their weapons, taking out the kind of rules to welcome the big shots. Unexpectedly, the Ming soldiers' swords and guns were suddenly aimed at their vital parts. When they were panicking, they saw that the lieutenant colonel had been pressed to the ground.

Everyone was neatly tidy and did not resist. They threw down their weapons according to the other party's request and were honestly tied up. They came to the East to seek wealth, not to die, let alone fighting against the enemy with absolute advantage. The only thing they were calling was the Lieutenant Colonel Swazi, who said there at the top of his voice: "On behalf of the Portuguese Empire's government, I want to protest. This is an infringement of sovereignty, an insult to the Portuguese royal family..."

The voice was loud, but his body did not move at all. He was there honestly. When he heard the translated message, the guerrilla said disdainfully: "Chasing is the place of the Ming Dynasty. It is enough to have official troops to guard it. What do you do with knives and guns? Follow them in honestly!!

When the magistrate saw this scene, he did not dare to be lucky. He snorted coldly there:

"A small country dares to call it an empire, which is a joke."

After calling for a while, Swazi and his soldiers were all escorted into Macau in a dirt. However, since Swazi had the highest official position, he was given some decent treatment. Without being bound, he was honestly watched by the soldiers walking forward.

Seeing the Ming army entering, there was no response from the Macao Chamber of Commerce and the church. Originally, there were the tallest buildings in these two places, and the towers above could ring a bell when the enemy invaded, warning the whole city.

But they all knew that it was the Ming army who came to search for pirates, and it was too late to run away. In order to avoid any blow, the two families chose to sink. "Don't panic. Guangdong officers and soldiers came here to search for pirates, and did not disturb the common people. Everything was as usual, everything was as usual."

Macau is too small, and the area where it lives is not big. So many soldiers rushed in, so how could everything be as usual? It is impossible to close the door and door, so I can only leave it to fate. Fortunately, these soldiers are rude, but the military discipline is still strict and they are not robbed.

Swazi followed behind in fear, a harbor in Macau, and it is rare that the harbor was not managed by the Ming Dynasty. Han people from South China, white people and even wealthy merchants from Fujian and Zhejiang all came here to do business. There were quite a few people with unclean backgrounds.

As a sheriff here in Macau, Swazi naturally knew about pirates, Japanese pirates, and other things, and the sources of goods were also varied. However, his wealth came from these people, so he naturally turned a blind eye.

However, the Ming army, which arrived fiercely, was talking about investigating pirates, and Swazi was worried. There were only two places where these unclean people were, one was the chamber of commerce and the other was the inn. The time was too hasty and I wonder if I could run away.

If these people could get on the boat and sail out of the port, there would be no problem. When walking on the street, everyone saw him following behind with dejected expression. They didn't know what had happened and thought he was accompanying the search.

The entourage who had just been driven out to inform the news came up carefully. The personal soldiers looked at the guerrilla horse riding in front and saw his Shangguan Bai looking around bored, so they did not come forward to stop him.

I saw the entourage whispering a few words in Swazi's ear. Swazi's face turned pale. After a while, he was about to run to the guerrillas and the magistrate. He was immediately stopped by the guerrilla soldiers. Swazi shouted loudly: "Two sirs, please believe me, I have just come to Macau for less than a year and I don't know anything. Maybe I've been deceived..."

The people in front ignored him and continued to move forward. At this time, there were already people on the street whispering, saying that all the ships in the harbor were suppressed and they dared not go to sea at all. Moreover, the port was blocked by nearly a hundred Ming warships, so they could not enter or exit at all.

Since the Ming army entered Macau, the guides in front were not local foreigners, two workers, one businessman, and even two beggars on the street. The respectful Portuguese were secretly shocked.

Swazi made a few words out loud, but felt strange that the Ming army did not go in at all, and passed by a small workshop for repairing weapons and armor. He immediately sent people to search, and soon drove a group of people out of it.

Even the small military camp stationed in the army ignored it, with only a dozen people left behind. The Ming army just sent some people in to check it out and then continued to march.

After watching this for a while, Swazi and the foreigners who followed him did see some tricks, and the Ming army gathered all the factories and craftsmen in Macau together.

The workshops that make weapons and armor, and repair workshops, were wiped out, and even the soldiers began to carry the things inside.

In addition to doing business normally in Asia, Portugal also has several colonies, which are not large in size, including Goa in India, Malacca in South Asia, and Macau, whose status has not yet been confirmed.

These colonies are all ports. In addition to their function as trade ports, they also serve as transfer stations for Portuguese merchant ships, caravans and colonists all over the world.

Therefore, in this kind of place, there are shipmakers who know how to repair and manufacture ships, and there are also craftsmen who build weapons and armor. There are some craftsmen related to military and navigation.

But they were all driven out of their residences and shops by the Ming army. Through the loud call of the translator, they asked them to clean up their own fine and soft tools. If there was any heavy thing, the soldiers would even take the initiative to go up and help.

"Dear adults, they are just the most ordinary craftsmen, not pirates or wicked people. Please do not make things difficult for them."

Seeing this situation, the Portuguese officials who accompanied him were also unable to take it down. They boldly suggested that the guerrilla rider did not answer at all. Instead, the county magistrate said righteously:

"In this remote place, there are mixed with evil people on the sea. How do you know that this weapon was not for the Japanese crown cultivation? How do you know that this ship is not a pirate's ship!?"

This question is indeed silence. But someone killed someone with a kitchen knife, so he couldn't find trouble for selling knives. But the soldiers in front of him were holding weapons and looking at each other coldly. What's the point of reasoning?

They don’t touch civilians or non-magnetic merchants, but they just attack craftsmen and workshops, but they just drive them out. The market in Macau is a little chaotic, but there is no loss of order. However, many Han and foreigners are standing there watching the fun.

Walking all the way to the beach, the only difference was that in a rather dilapidated grain craftsman shop, several soldiers politely invited a blacksmith out of it.

This blacksmith is not the best craftsman in Macau. He just makes some simple weapons and his business is average. He is just an enthusiastic person. Although he is a Portuguese, no matter whether he is a Han or a Portuguese, he will be enthusiastic about helping him, and the reputation is very good.

If he was forced to do it, it might arouse public anger, but he didn't expect that Ming Jun was so polite that everyone felt quite strange. Not to mention the onlookers, the blacksmith was also full of ignorance and confusion.

Walking to the beach, Swazi and all the Portuguese looked at the scene in the harbor in amazement. Whether it was Western ships or Ming dynasties, they all fell sails there, moving and moving, and they could not be honest anymore.

Swazi never understood that at least three ships in this port are very strong. These ships have thirty to forty artillery guns. The Ming Dynasty's warships are no match for them at all. These ships stayed in the port honestly, and they had already notified them to leave.

When I walked to the dock, I realized that there were several small boats close to each other on both sides of the hull, and the boats were filled with firewood, and several Ming soldiers stood on the boat with torches.
Chapter completed!