Wandering Knight Start: I have a simple data panel

After the naval battle, the White Sand Islands were still the center of the shipping route.

The fight is fierce, and it has nothing to do with trade.

The interests on this route were too great, and Derek did not block businessmen from other countries from going back and forth.

In his eyes, the resources he brings back belong to him, it just depends on whose hands they are.

Trade promoted by the state cannot avoid private participation.

Why catch everything in one fell swoop when you can sit back and collect money?

The only difference is that the principality fleet ruthlessly captured the ports of other islands and transformed them into bases.

In the entire Baisha Islands, only colonies of the principality can exist.

Not to mention other countries that are already looking for new routes, everyone will have to endure exploitation, at least for the time being.

The merchant ships that come and go may have some differences in appearance, but they are all of the same race.

Today's ship is a little different.

If you look carefully, you can see that most of the sailors are white-skinned guys, and there are only a few guys who bow their heads and look like people from the southern continent.

After entering the waters of the White Sand Islands, the ship was immediately targeted by a patrol fleet.

Three warships approached quickly and asked with flags.

There was a commotion among the sailors on the ship, and some even couldn't help but take out their weapons.

Several white men wearing three-cornered hats looked at the slaves beside them.

"Look, what does the flag mean?"

"They asked us to dock for inspection. This is the fleet of the Northern Principality."

The last sentence is for nothing, the white guy also knows the two-headed dragon flag.

I've been beaten so many times that I can't remember it.

The reason why they took the risk to search for the Southern Continent was because of the fierce fighting power of the Northern Principality.

Weak people can never expect to be respected by others, only strong people can.

It's just that they don't have information channels, and they don't know that an unprecedented naval battle took place in the White Sand Islands and that it is now ruled by the Northern Principality.

Originally, their target was the port of the Griffin Kingdom, and no one expected that they would encounter an inspection by the Northern Principality's fleet on the way.

The boatswain couldn't help but take out his short gun: "What should I do? Fight with them?"

"What are you trying to fight for?" The captain couldn't help but curse, as the black barrels of the three armored ships were facing him.

Because there was no reply for a long time, the fleet on the opposite side was obviously alert, and its artillery was exposed.

"Sign up and tell them we're being inspected."

Soon, the sailboat stopped on the spot, even the flag was lowered to half, for inspection.

As usual, an ironclad ship approached, and when the ladder was lowered, a large number of soldiers jumped down.

On the deck of the four to five meter high ironclad ship, the small artillery was pushed directly to the side, revealing the dark muzzle.

The breath of death hung over their heads, and the white-skinned sailors nervously clenched the weapons in their hands.

"Put down your weapons and don't fire. We will be inspected." The captain shouted loudly, for fear of misunderstanding if the fire was accidentally fired.

People are knives and servants, and I am fish and meat.

You must have the consciousness of being a fish.

When the major leading the team saw a large number of white guys, his expression quickly changed.

He had never served in Gem Harbor, but he had seen war reports from afar.

This is a country from further away in the New World, and the front lines are still being fought fiercely.

The soldiers also raised their guns. When it comes to literacy rates, the Navy is undoubtedly the highest, and everyone can understand war briefings.

The white captain was so frightened that beads of sweat almost dripped from his forehead: "Sir, don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong, we are businessmen, not the army, we are here to trade."

While shouting, he motioned to his slave translator with his eyes.

These captured slaves happened to be from the Holy Cross Kingdom, otherwise they would have asked for help.

However, considering their relationship with the Northern Principality, they hesitated but did not speak.

After honestly translating, the major also hesitated.

The Admiralty's orders really didn't target white guys.

According to existing laws, all businessmen enjoy the right to free trade as long as they are willing to pay taxes.

But now and then, these white-skinned guys are obviously different.

The major thought for a while and said: "Now the Baisha Islands are protected by our Principality's fleet. All merchant ships must go to Baisha Port to report and pay taxes. You are in a special situation. Disarm now and go to Baisha Port under our surveillance. Wait for us to report. Let’s see what to do with you.”

This result is obviously not good news for white guys.

If they had known that the White Sand Islands belonged to the Northern Principality before they came, they would never have taken the risk.

Fishing in troubled waters is the only way to survive. This situation is dangerous no matter how you look at it.

However, facing three ironclad ships, one of their merchant ships obviously did not have the right to say no.

The white captain agreed without any hesitation.

Then, under the guard of naval soldiers, their weapons were confiscated and the artillery was taken over.

After communicating with the patrol fleet, they changed direction and sailed directly to Baisha Port.

During this period, the white captain wanted to get close to him, but he was driven away before the gold was taken out.

We were nervous all the way until we arrived at Baisha Port.

Because a large number of merchant ships stopped here to report, dozens of merchant ships were parked at Baisha Port at one time.

The ships coming and going and the white sails make the port look very spectacular.

"This place is as magnificent as our Northern Pearl." The white captain couldn't help but sigh, this country is not a ignorant black slave.

After arriving at the port, they fell into a long wait.

After receiving the news, Adrian did not dare to make a private decision and sent someone to report directly to the mainland.

Half a month passed before he got the Duke's approval.

"Send someone to accept the report normally, let them go wherever they want."

Soon, the port official came to the detained white merchant ship. After checking the goods and asking about the destination, he directly gave a tax list.

"Two thousand gold coins or goods of equal value, then you can go.

But I must remind you that this is not your barbarian land, don't rob merchant ships casually."

The attitude of the port official was obviously very bad, and he had deep malice towards these white guys.

But in this era, this situation is normal.

If the port official's attitude is very good, they will doubt whether they are going to send themselves on the road.

The white captain is very tactful. Not only did he pay the tax with gold bars, he also secretly stuffed one into the port official.

Just one, the other party's face obviously looked much better.

"You can replenish supplies at the port. There is a war in the mainland. Don't go to the wrong place."

After saying this, the other party left directly.

The smile on the white captain's face never changed.

"Hurry up and get some information on the shore. It seems that the situation here has changed."

What's a gold bar? It's worth losing all the cargo in the ship if it can get some goodwill.

Soon, the white-faced sailors became the news in Baisha Port.

Under many malicious intentions, they had to spend more money to buy supplies.

But everything was worth it. The latest information about the southern continent was all collected in the hands of the white captain.