New Ming Empire mixed in America

"Go and take a look." Li Mingqi still takes great care of these Chinese merchant ships out at sea.

After all, those who dared to go to sea to do business during this period were taking great risks. Not only did they have to face pirates, they also had to face all kinds of unfairness inflicted on them by foreigners.

As for whether the owners of these Chinese merchant ships are good people?

To be honest, Li Mingqi didn't think these guys were good people, but at least they couldn't oppress ordinary people.

Then again, who of those guys who have the ability to oppress ordinary people personally go to sea?

When the fleet arrived at the scene of the accident, Li Mingqi was a little dumbfounded, because this was not a battle, it was a one-sided pursuit.

Moreover, the party pursuing them was a Chinese merchant ship flying the Liu flag.

"Erhe, I didn't expect this to be your family..."

Seeing that it was not a Chinese who was being bullied, Li Mingqi's face looked much better.

Liu Erhe also used a telescope to look at the battlefield in the distance. When he saw the flag with the character Liu written on it, he was speechless.

However, the fighting on that side had stopped at this time. After all, no one would continue fighting after seeing a fleet appearing near them.

"Second Young Master, let's go back and join Sixth Master and the others. These new fleet servants feel something is wrong..."

On the merchant ship chasing the front, an old man was trying to persuade his young master not to be impulsive. Things were not going well now, so it would be better to join the other two ships.

These newly appeared warships are not easy to mess with at first glance. They may be foreign fleets from Luzon territory.

"Uncle Wen, don't worry, that fleet is not flying the Spanish flag, it seems to be..."

The young man put down the telescope, rubbed his eyes, and then raised the telescope again.

"Xinming? Xinming...this is the rebel fleet!"

The young man was a little shocked. He began to wonder if he was dreaming. Otherwise, how could he see a fleet with the flag "明" appearing on the sea?

Although the young man couldn't believe it, his shock turned into fear when the Xinming Empire's Pacific Fleet got closer and closer.

"Hurry up and raise the white flag, otherwise everyone will be in danger!" The old man, whom the young man called Uncle Wen, reacted very quickly and immediately called on the crew to raise the white flag.

Although we don’t know what the opponent is up to, a warship that dares to fly the ‘Ming’ flag openly will definitely not be of the same mind as the imperial court.

You can be sure that these people are either pirates or rebels who came out of nowhere!

Just as they were hoisting the white flag, the four merchant ships they were chasing also hoisted the white flag.

The merchant ship captain from the Netherlands was a little frightened. This time when he went to Luzon to trade, he relied on the privilege of being a European. The Dutch captain forcibly intercepted a batch of goods from the Eastern merchants.

Unexpectedly, these Orientals were not very good people. They had been ambushing them on the route, and they would immediately jump out to retaliate after they went to sea.

Just now his fleet had sunk a merchant ship by those shameful Easterners, so they were in a low score.

If the armed merchant ship hadn't been sunk in the first round of fire, they wouldn't have been in such a panic just now, but after losing the only decent armed merchant ship in the fleet, they were now very passive.

"The Orientals are so shameless. They have twice as many cannons on their ships as we do, and they also have those small boats..."

The two small boats had just been chasing the last merchant ship in their fleet, fiercely pursuing it and trying to set the ship on fire.

Now that an unidentified fleet appeared, they immediately approached the merchant ship where the young Oriental man was.

Because of their direction, by the time they could clearly see the flag on the fleet, the Pacific Fleet had already appeared in faint formations surrounding the Thai fleet and blocked the routes of all merchant ships.

"Is it the Eastern fleet?!!" There was a little fear in the Dutch captain's voice. After all, anyone would be scared if they saw that they had completely lost the chance to escape.

"Captain, I know their origins. These are the Eastern Empire on the west coast!"

The first officer looked carefully at the other flags of the Pacific Fleet and suddenly remembered that there was a photo of this flag in the newspaper that was delivered some time ago.

It was a photo of an airship flying in the sky. Although the photo was somewhat distorted due to technical reasons, the huge three-star flag painted on the bottom of the airship's airbag was still recognizable to everyone.

"Hang the white flag. Those Easterners are not comparable to the Qing people here in the Far East. They defeated a British squadron at sea and bombed Washington in the Northern Commonwealth."

After hearing the first mate's suggestion, the Dutch captain also reacted.

So soon, a strange scene appeared on the sea. The merchant ships of both sides, which were fighting to the death just now, were parked on the sea and did not dare to move.

Seeing the flags displayed by the Xinming Empire's fleet, both sides breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Immediately, the people in charge on both sides took small boats and transferred to a Pacific Fleet gunboat, and then were taken to Li Mingqi's ship.

"Second Young Master, please don't talk nonsense later and leave it to the old servant. I hope these rebels will let us go for the sake of being both Qing people."

The old man, who was called Uncle Wen, carefully explained a few words to the young man.

Although he didn't think the rebels could let them go easily, he still had to fight for it.

Looking up at the tall battleships passing by and the navy soldiers in uniforms on the battleships, the expression on Uncle Wen's face became more and more shocked.

The fleets of these rebels are really too big and their strength is ridiculously strong.

Although he didn't know much about battleships, Uncle Wen still knew how to observe gun windows.

After he secretly observed the number of gun windows on the side of the second-class iron-clad battleship that just passed by, he couldn't help but smacked his lips.

Not to mention a warship with three-layer gun windows on the sea, even a warship with a single-layer gun window would be a disaster for merchant ships.

Not to mention that there are many battleships with multi-layered gun windows in this fleet that suddenly appeared.

If they were rebels with such strength, the governor of Guangzhou might have been replaced by now.

"Looking at the way these people are dressed, they don't look like they're in the same group as Changmao. They seem to be new forces that have emerged. They might be able to help Ryukyu's current situation..."

Uncle Wen whispered a few words in the young man's ear. Seeing the excitement on the young man's face, he quietly pulled the other man's sleeve and said:

"Second Young Master, please don't be impulsive. Leave everything to the old servant. No matter where these people come from, they all have the same ancestor after all..."

After finishing speaking, Uncle Wen closed his mouth and stepped back behind the young man and stopped talking.

"What's on the boat?" Li Mingqi didn't say anything. It was Liu Erhe who led the inquiry.

After the two waves of people were brought to Li Mingqi's ship, Liu Erhe asked the Dutch captain directly.

Jin Yiwei had just briefly described the situation of the battle, so Liu Erhe knew that the conflict between them was over the goods.

"My lord, there are only some machines and industrial products on board."

Liu Erhe was originally waiting for a translator from Ming Ming, but he did not expect that the captain of the Dutch merchant ship could speak fluent Chinese.