Chapter 37 San Salvador

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The northern tip of Taiwan Island, Sheliao Island, San Salvador City

"Your Excellency Carinio, I will never agree to your proposal. This will make our soldiers die in vain." Amorim stared at the middle-aged man with a yellow-brown beard in front of him like a mad lion. man.

As his adjutant, Amorim had to remind him that now they could not protect themselves, and it was extremely unrealistic to open another colony on the big island.

Carinho's face was solemn, he knew what his young adjutant meant. But now the business conditions on the island are getting worse day by day.

The secret tricks of the Dutch, the harassment of pirates and the hostility of the natives of the big island have made it difficult for this small island full of tobacco leaves to survive. All the immigrants who were initially fooled have returned to their hometowns by boat.

Maybe it won't be long before the Governor of Manila, Mr. Silva, will be replaced by a more powerful person to run the city of San Salvador.

In this case, he would have no choice but to pack up and return to his hometown in Galicia, full of fishy smell, with a gloomy future.

Now, if he wants to save this precarious finance, Carinho can only think of building another city on the big island, and then rely on the strength of the city to fight against the natives of the big island, annihilate the native tribes, and seize some valuable materials. Go back to Manila and let the Governor see your efforts.

But he also knows what their current capabilities are. From the 200 outstanding soldiers who first came ashore, after a year, there are now less than 100 left.

Just when Carinho was at a loss and lost hope for the future, bursts of cheers suddenly sounded outside the door.

Since the conference room was on the coast side of the castle, Cariño could clearly hear the lookout soldiers' voices.

"A ship is coming, a ship is coming, it's a ship from Manila."

"Really?" Carinho couldn't believe the news in the conference room. It had been three months since the last supply ship from Manila docked.

The sea breeze late at night in summer is extremely fresh, and the salty taste combined with the unique smell of tobacco makes people refreshed.

Cariño walked towards the port with his head held high. The first thing that caught his eye were dark blue military trousers with a red edge on the seam. Then, there were blue military uniforms, white canvas armed belts, cowhide belts, ammunition pouches, Pistol holster, saber, red epaulettes, black-brimmed big cap...

It seemed that the previous depression was gone.

"Your Excellency Cariño, food, fresh water, gunpowder, artillery shells, building materials and other supplies have been delivered. Please sign for them." The voice of the captain of Manila's supply transport came not far away.

"Well, the number is correct, thank you for your hard work." After checking the number, Cariño signed his name with a pen on his chest, and then expressed his gratitude to the supplies captain.

"Haha, I hope you can persevere." Unexpectedly, the captain was indifferent when he heard the thanks. Instead, he sneered while holding a cigarette in his mouth: "This is the last time someone will transport supplies, and there will never be another ship here again." Damn port."

"Why?" Adjutant Amorim was very puzzled and roared: "Is the Governor going to abandon the city of San Salvador and his loyal soldiers, and let the Dutch occupy the big island and seize our merchant land!"

The captain looked at him and asked, "If you knew why five ships set out, but only one arrived here, you wouldn't ask such stupid questions again.

In order to deliver supplies to you, we were almost sunk by the Dutchman's ship.

Their shells slipped past me and killed my first mate. Do you know that feeling? It's as if the god of death is staring at you and you can't move. No one wants to experience this kind of feeling again. Damn Dutch. "

After listening to the captain's frightened words, Carinio, Amorim and the soldiers nearby who were transporting supplies fell silent.

Yes, since the Dutch came to the Far East, their lives have become worse day by day. Those guys rely on cheap shipping to compete for their market. Unfortunately, the center of the empire is still in America, not in the Far East. Otherwise, these Dutch chickens will have to be beaten to take off their pants.

Especially when they saw the Dutch landing on Taiwan, they were really anxious. If these Dutch guys blocked their waterways with the Ming Dynasty and Japan, then the commercial transactions in the Far East would be greatly reduced. It would take time If the royal family blames them, they may end up on the gallows instead of going back to their hometown.

That's why the governor sent Carignio to Taiwan to explore first, hoping to open a new route to avoid the Dutch. Unfortunately, all this was discovered by the Dutch, which caused them current supply difficulties.

Moreover, the natives on the island were very unfriendly to them, which made Carinio even more distressed.

Why can't the indigenous people come with food and animal skins to kneel down and worship the messenger of God and listen to the gospel of God? If given the chance, he would definitely send these natives to see God.

"Okay, I'm ready to go." The supply captain took a puff of smoke from his cigarette holder, watched the soldiers empty their cargo, and prayed: "I wish you good luck, and I wish you good luck. Don't worry about it on the way back." Meet those bastards.

If the empire's invincible fleet is still there, even if it's not in the Far East, those Dutch chickens won't dare to touch our merchant ships. "

The supplies captain said and sighed. He knew that the scenery of decades ago no longer belonged to Spain.

Looking at the canvas in the dark night, Carinho's heart also fell into depression, and he said silently: "Or leaving is also a good choice."

"My lord, I have calculated these supplies. The weapons are sufficient, so there is no need to worry for the time being. It's just that the food is pitifully small, with only 7 days of reserves."

After counting the supplies, Amorim complained, "Why can't they bring more food?"

In fact, what Amorim didn't know was that Manila had prepared a lot of food and fresh water for them, but the ship failed to cross the Dutch cordon.

"How much fresh water do we have left?" Without paying attention to the amount of food, Carinho asked about the fresh water reserves.

"Three days at most!"

The fresh water reserves cast a layer of haze on Carinho's heart. He knew in his heart that he could only let the soldiers go to the big island to get water tomorrow.

This was also a helpless move. When the castle was built on this small island, it was because it faced the sea, the harbor was wide and the water was deep, and it was suitable for mooring ships.

However, there is also a disadvantage that the small island is separated from the big island. There happens to be no fresh water on the small island. If they need fresh water, they have to go to the big island.

It was good in the first half of the year. It was convenient to get water, so they also planted a lot of tobacco on the small island and prepared to sell it. It’s just that I don’t know why the natives on the big island have started to attack them for no reason recently.

You must know that Carinio has not yet issued an order to exploit and enslave these natives. Did some soldiers provoke those natives while going out to get water?

If I know who did it, I must hang him!

Although I am extremely angry, Carinio is helpless now.

People need to drink fresh water. Although they are facing the vast sea, there is still no way, and they must go to the island.

"I will go there myself tomorrow!" Amorim said, holding his mouth and looking at the sword on his waist.

This sword was given to him by his father on the day of his coming-of-age ceremony, and he asked him to be a brave man. He has always adhered to this principle. Unfortunately, this sword has not killed an enemy yet.

"Bring more people with you. If you can't win, just retreat. At worst, you can go back to Manila and take a boat back to your hometown." Carinho looked at the young man who had just arrived in front of him, and he couldn't help but feel a little fond of him and kindly reminded him.

He is old, and coupled with the hard work these days, he has gradually lost the spirit of forging ahead and has the idea of ​​retiring, "Maybe this young man can take over my job."

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