Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

The fog is so big that it is only a small matter to cause humidity, the key is to affect the line of sight.

Sight is essential to the fleet!

Especially when you are in a place where your friends and enemies are unknown, and you are isolated and helpless, your sight is a guarantee of safety.

"Make sure that a ship is cruising outside the port at any time, and leave as soon as the warning is given."

There are people on duty on the deck. Once a situation is discovered, the fleet will cut the ropes and raise sails to leave the port at any time.

In this situation, Zhang Wang is the most nervous.

Now he slept for two hours during the day, and then he stayed on the deck, and refused to rest no matter what Hong Bao said.

There is a wooden shelf in the middle of the deck, and Zhang Wang sits on it, changing directions from time to time.

The master personally acted as a watchpoint, and no one in the entire fleet dared to slack off and stared at the pier.

However, Hong Bao remained the same, sleeping when it was time to sleep, and eating when it was time to eat. Yesterday he even asked someone to get hot water, took a thorough bath, changed into new clothes, and looked refreshed.

Zhang Wang climbed down from the wooden shelf, handed the water sac he had finished drinking to his subordinates, and then he said, "Father-in-law, people from these two countries are gone, and there is a lot of supply, but it's not appropriate for us to stay for a long time!"

"Why, impatient?"

Hong Bao felt that his whole body was slimy, and the bath was in vain again.

Zhang Wang's eyebrows twitched, and he said, "I'm afraid that they will quarrel, and then we will become Chiyu, father-in-law, or let's just go back."

After finding the heading, I have a cognition of Taixi, and when he comes again next time, Daming will make the whole Taixi tremble.

"Father-in-law, Xing He Bo is so enthusiastic about Taixi, he will definitely come in the future!"

Zhang Wang felt that it was better to follow Fang Xing.

If Fang Xing were there, he would have already returned by this time.

As for what allies have diplomatic relations, according to Zhang Wang's understanding of the other side, most of them are lip-synching rhetoric, which will be forgotten afterwards.

Hong Bao thought of Fang Xing, and couldn't help but laugh: "If Xing He Bo is here, you only need to reveal your identity, and the two countries are afraid that they will be treated as guests immediately..."

The sun gradually pierced the mist, Zhang Wang looked up and squinted, and the curiosity in his heart for Tessie was like a pierced mist, disappearing.

"These people are cunning, they just want to see how we can cope...cold out? Ridiculous!"

Hong Baoyin tested and said: "Our family is not afraid of this. If they think that we can make our family panicked by hanging them out, let's try."

Zhang Wang lifted his spirits and asked, "Father-in-law, will they cut our food?"

"Who dare?"

Hong Bao frowned and looked at Zhang Wang, and said dissatisfied: "Your eyesight is not good."

Zhang Wang was stunned. He felt that he had deep knowledge in water warfare, and he had followed the fleet to deter him everywhere, so his vision was naturally indispensable.

"If they run out of food, it's like tearing their faces apart, so what are they waiting for? It's better to do it directly."

Hong Bao shook his head, knowing that Zhang Wang would never become a general in this life.

For generals, the vision is the first.

Without vision, a victory will become a defeat.

"Wait, wait another ten days, if there is no movement, then immediately return to the voyage, no one will care!"

...

In a two-story building less than two miles from the dock, Abel was spitting wildly.

"...This is Frank's place, **** it! Don't you think you are the master? You stop me... Dok, then come on, put a rope around my neck, come on!"

Abel frantically rushed towards Dock, who was sitting opposite him, but was stopped by two sergeants.

The long sword shines, but Abel is not afraid. He points to the long sword and asks: "It was ground last night?"

The sergeant holding the sword angrily handed the long sword forward, and Dock coughed dryly: "Get out of the way."

After the sergeant stepped aside, Abel didn't go over, but sneered: "Gorse...Daming's messenger knows that this place is already occupied by you, so who is the contempt of it?"

Doc just smiled.

Abel sneered: "In this case, then I don't think there is anything to say on both sides, then I will go back to sleep, it is better than spending time here."

Doc did not stop him from leaving. After he left, Doc asked: "What is Ming Ren doing?"

A general didn't seem to like this kind of leisurely life, so there was some impatience in his words.

"...They are very nervous. They are staring at the pier and the sea every day. It seems that Ming Ren is not as good as they said, Dok, do you?"

"Yes, their warship is excellent. Our people said that that kind of firearm must be a weapon that can break the deadlock. If the gorse has it, then this continent is ours."

The hall was full of greed and slight gasping, as if a group of hungry wild dogs found their prey.

Doc's eyes were full of pain, and he even groaned at it.

He clutched his forehead and said in pain: "The king will not allow us to do this, at least until we are sure to wipe them out without letting the news leak to the east, we can't do this."

The general said lightly: "This is simple, we promise to wipe them out."

"Where's Ward? Invite him."

Doc gradually calmed down, and even made himself a white bread and added a glass of milk to fill his hungry appetite because of greed.

When he finished the snack, which he didn't know if it was breakfast or lunch, Ward came.

He brought moisture and looked serious.

"They are a little nervous, but they are not messed up, Doc, this is a good player."

Ward dropped his hat on the table, then pointed to the little white bread left on the table and said, "Bring me one. This **** weather, I have to fight the cold every day."

Doc felt that Ward was trying to seize his rights~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and said coldly: ‘All of this has to wait for His Majesty’s order, and before that, any recklessness is unkind. ’

Ward poked his face and said tiredly: "Well Doc, tell me what the king wants? If he wants these ships and an enemy from the east, then I will not hesitate to do it. The warriors of the gorse go to shock the proud bright people."

At this time, someone brought two white bread and milk. Ward took a bite and praised: "I hate salted fish, and I hate those raw maggot meat, so this is supremely delicious!"

Doc's brows frowned slightly, and his eyes drifted and said, "I want Mingren to lose patience."

Ward chewed the white bread vigorously, then delivered it with a mouthful of milk.

He said comfortably: "Don't overestimate Mingren's patience. If they get angry, trust me Dok, the king will hang your head on the beach..."

"You don't know the king, you are just speculating, but this is not a good idea. You control the fleet and are very strong. Do you want to be stronger?"

Ward stopped eating. He stared at Dock with his gray eyes, and said coldly: "You should go and explain to Ming Ren the reason for being late, otherwise...you have forgotten one thing, Frank 'S ally is the enemy of Gorse, and you are now turning that Eastern power into our enemy, you are stupid! Fool!"

Doc turned his head unnaturally, looked outside, and said, "Well, this is your proposal. If Ming Ren is tough, then Ward, you should take responsibility..."

Ward ate the last bite of white bread, drank the milk, burped and said, "You will never be the king's minister, just because you have no courage, go, and I will take care of the mistake!"