Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

The gorse people are madly extinguishing the fire, and the shame of surrender makes them just want to jump out of the sea.

This is how people feel. When they first decided to surrender, most people were just a little bit reluctant and then relieved.

After all, no one would take his life as a joke!

After the fire was extinguished, they smelled the smell of blood and gunpowder. They were lost and regretted...

"Pretend one by one!"

As the two parties approached, Hong Bao saw the grief of the gorse, and sneered: "These people remember whether they eat or not. If they want to fight, they must completely hurt them. The best thing is to break the leg and step on it again. One kick, so far they are scared."

"It couldn't be better."

The translator said enthusiastically: "My lord, this is the Gorse. You will feel Frank's helplessness when facing this country."

The battleship approached slowly, and the commander came over and offered his long sword with both hands.

The warships of the Ming army were much taller than them, and in order to prevent sudden attacks, the distance between the two sides was not small.

"Let's go!"

The warships gradually moved closer, the Ming army put down the ropes, and then went down in batches, taking control of the warships of Gorse.

A hundred household officials took the long sword casually, then threw it up, and was given to Hong Bao.

"What's the meaning?"

Hong Bao drew out his long sword and looked at it, and said disgustedly: "You don't even want a sergeant in Daming. This is the gorse that you fear as a tiger?"

The translator said awkwardly: "Yes, my lord, this is the gorse."

Zhang Wang analyzed: "Father-in-law, we are about to enter the strait below, and Gorse has taken a ship. It must have been to report the letter. The next official thought whether to rest temporarily and sent a ship to the sentry."

There was joy flashing in the translator's eyes, and Hong Bao suddenly saw it sideways, just smiled, and then ordered: "Take their generals and ask questions!"

Zhang Wang took the order, and Hong Bao asked the translator with a smile: "You wouldn't say one is two?"

The translator said with a strong smile: "No, my lord, I promise not."

"This is the best way, otherwise our family won't mind going back and asking your king what is etiquette!"

The commander was pulled up by the gondola, and when he was sent to Hong Bao, Hong Bao asked, "Why provoke Daming?"

In the past, the commander did not answer the question, but asked desperately: "Is Daming the great country in the East?"

After getting an affirmative answer, the commander yelled loudly.

"What did he say?"

Hong Bao pointed to the interpreter. Zhang Wang pulled out a long knife and placed it on the interpreter's neck. He grinned and said, "Don't make a mistake, or I will let you know why Daming is Daming!"

General Translation wanted to ask Hong Bao for help, but got a sharp look and a cold word: "Nonsense, our family makes you regret living in this world."

"My lord, he... he said this is a place of war. You rushed in and didn't send a boat to negotiate. He thought it was Frank's ally... so even if he knew he was defeated, he still had to fight."

"A good fighter, a strong enemy."

Hong Bao praised it unclearly, but the translator's cheek twitched, but he didn't translate it.

Hong Bao didn't mind, and asked: "Our family has brought the Ming mission to this point, how about the gorse?"

Interpreter had a knife on his neck. While this treatment made him afraid to talk nonsense, it also ignited hope in the captured commander's heart.

Frank did not form an alliance with that eastern power!

This speculation made the commander ecstatic. After some muttering, the interpreter said bitterly: "My lord, he said that the gorse is full of respect and expectation for the great eastern countries. Today is just a misunderstanding, but the misunderstanding will definitely make the two countries even worse. Cherish each other's friendship, he is willing to pay any price for it..."

"Including death?"

The interpreter asked the past, the commander nodded vigorously, and then said impassionedly.

The translator's complexion became more and more ugly. Zhang Wang sneered. After the commander finished speaking, he warned: "You can try to tell lies."

"My lord..." The interpreter said with a face of dead father, "He said he would like to take hostages with those captured. If they enter the strait, they can negotiate. If there is a mistake, they are willing to be burned to death."

"Burn to death?"

Hong Bao nodded immediately, and then said coldly: "Da Ming never fears these, so Zhang Wang."

"Father-in-law!"

"Place a ship behind, if it's not right, go back, and then..."

Zhang Wang understood, and said loudly: "Father-in-law, don't worry, if there is an accident, Daming will never die!"

This is not the original Hongwu Year. Daming's power is scorching like a scorching sun. If the fleet is really overcast and the entire army is annihilated here, as long as there is news from the Ming Dynasty, any gorse will almost certainly be in ruins.

There is something awake, Hong Bao believes in this!

Hong Bao nodded, and Zhang Wang went to arrange the towed warship.

"This is just a small fleet. Thousands of miles away, we broke away from the huge fleet and came to Tessie."

The fleet begins to enter the strait!

Hong Bao tidied his clothes and stood on the deck with his head raised~www.wuxiaspot.com~ At this moment, he represented Daming, even if he was facing the gods, he would not bow his head.

Just behind the fleet, a warship was slowly following.

It was the least damaged warship, equipped with the best boatmen and soldiers.

The four boats of Gorse were dragged behind and moved slowly.

The Frankish fleet that was towing them really wanted to burn down the enemy's ships, but they didn't dare to offend Mingren.

The food ship is ahead-this is what they actively requested.

If it encounters an enemy, the grain ship will throw away all the cargo, gold and silver, and then intercept the enemy at high speed, allowing the warship to take the opportunity to evacuate.

After the Gorse people showed their courage, the Ming soldiers would certainly not show weakness.

The fleet was divided into three batches, slowly entering the strait...

neither cold nor hot!

This is good and makes the fleet very comfortable.

But when the sky was overcast and rainy and the fog gradually filled his sight, Hong Bao was also a little nervous.

The eyes are blurred, this time is Zhang Wang's moment.

"Go out to investigate, if there is something wrong, immediately fire the cannon!"

A warship surpassed the grain ship and disappeared into the fog.

"My lord, it often rains here and the fog is also heavy..."

Hong Bao said coldly: "Shut up!"

The fog is still permeating, and the devil seems to be hiding in it, brandishing a long knife, preparing to harvest souls from a foreign land.

The lookout post's eyes widened, trying to find the enemy's sail in the fog...

Below the deck, the artillery has been fully loaded. Once an enemy ship is found, they will decide to disperse or focus their attacks according to the situation.

The fleet broke through the fog and gradually moved forward.

The translator's face was pale, and he was also worried that a huge fleet would suddenly appear in the mist.

In front of that fleet, these Ming army ships could escape, otherwise they would be submerged...