I'll tell you all, this land is round and we can sail forward without looking back, never worrying about losing our way home—wealth and homestead lie straight ahead.
Fear no powerful enem...
"Yongqian, did I make a mistake?" Qin Mo felt something was wrong and quietly asked Lin Yongqian beside her.
"All of Your Highness's decisions are the wisest; Your Highness is never wrong."
Lin Yongqian flattered them verbally, but in his heart he was thinking, "They just want to mobilize the high-ranking officials' fleet for support when needed. But you've gone a step further and directly provided the company with warships. This is going to be interesting! With their own gunboats, they'll dare to rush to build docks in any small bay!"
Qin Mo thought about it and didn't think he had done anything outrageous. After all, the East India Company had its own army and fleet back then, and it played a decisive role in the early stages of development. It was disbanded when it was time to disband.
It's just an armed company; everything is under control.
"Your Highness, the place you have chosen is indeed an excellent harbor, with deep waters and wide harbor, sheltered from waves and winds. However, it has never been named. We would like to ask Your Highness to bestow a name upon it!"
At the end of the meeting, Lin Yongqian gave Qin Mo the biggest compliment, asking her to name the port of Cape Town, which put Qin Mo in a difficult position.
Since it was occupied by the Great Xia people, it naturally couldn't be called Cape Town. But what should it be called? Qin Mo thought for a long time and decided not to make up a name randomly anymore. She would just follow the example of the Americans!
"Our home is in Dayuan. No matter how far we go, we will eventually return. Let's call this place 'New Keelung'!"
Qin Mo directly adopted the name of the Da Yuan shipbuilding base—Keelung, which led to the Da Yuan Development Administration using a lot of new names for new ports in the following decades, such as New Danshui and New Anping. In the end, even an ordinary town in Da Yuan had a "sister city" overseas.
Three days later, Qin Mo boarded the ship and set sail amidst the farewells of his three thousand subordinates.
Of course, this time he was traveling in a comfortable large clipper sailboat, while the commemorative spruce sailboat is preserved in the new Keelung harbor.
A fast formation of two clipper sailboats departed from the new Keelung harbor and sailed south, accompanied by several frigates.
Actually, only two clipper sailing ships were going to return to Taiyuan; the other few frigates were meant to escort Qin Mo and the others across the Cape of Good Hope.
Fifty kilometers south of New Geelong (Cape Town), you will arrive at the famous African cape, formerly known as the "Cape of Storms".
Due to the geography and ocean currents, this place experiences frequent storms and extremely turbulent waves throughout the year. Therefore, Qin Mo requested Lin Yongqian to directly assemble an expedition fleet instead of sending a single ship to explore this place, just in case of an accident, so that there would be someone to help.
Sure enough, just as they reached this cape at the southwestern tip of Africa, dark clouds obscured the sky, with sunlight only occasionally filtering through gaps to create beautiful, fantastical beams of light. The raging westerly winds made the ships rock violently, a testament to how difficult it had been for the exploration fleet to come against the wind.
"Watch out for giant waves!"
The lookout yelled at the top of his lungs, and the sailors immediately shortened their safety ropes as much as possible and gripped the mast, railings, and other supports tightly to secure themselves.
Qin Mo turned his head and saw a wave three or four zhang high surging over, crashing down on the ship's side and soaking all the sailors to the bone.
"Your Highness, are you... alright?" Lin Yongqian, who was accompanying her, saw seawater dripping down Qin Mo's hair and asked in a low voice, suppressing a laugh.
"I'm fine! This is the legendary 'killer wave'!"
"I'm going to build a steam engine!"
Amanda, who was closely following Qin Mo, could no longer understand what Qin Mo was saying. She even wondered where she had gone with her four hundred years of life.