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They rolled up their sleeves and acted as coolies, earning a meager salary and making great profits for the merchants.

At this time, the merchants stood on the deck with their hands on the guardrail, with a slight smile on the corner of their mouths, and looked at Zheng Fei quite at the same time.

"Poor man, he actually bought ten large frigates, and it is estimated that they will all have to be detained. ”

"So what does it matter, the government of Constanta will pay him a large sum of money as compensation. ”

"But how will he face the rampant pirates of the Mediterranean when he leaves port? ”

"Heh, whatever, it's none of our business...... Fortunately, we use small frigates, which the Navy does not look up to. ”

Amid the crowd's discussions, the garrison officer walked up to Zheng Fei with a smile and nodded politely.

"Thank you for making a great contribution to the defense of Constanta!"

There was a little silence.

Zheng Fei looked at the knights around him who were holding their horses solemnly, frowned slightly, and looked confused.

"Contribution?"

"Yes, your ships and artillery will be used to defend the coastline, inflict more trauma on the barbarian landing craft, and greatly reduce the pressure on the defenders......" the garrison officer continued.

"When did I say I was going to give them to you?"

Zheng Fei interrupted him, staring coldly into his eyes.

The garrison officer was stunned for a moment, then rolled his eyes and pondered for a moment: "Aren't your things for sale?"

In his opinion, no merchant would buy ten large frigates to protect a few cargo ships, and only one pirate would dare not come close, let alone a large Italian warship.

On top of that, each frigate is equipped with more than 20 cannons, which is a great luxury to fight pirates, enough to form a small naval or artillery force with extraordinary combat power.

Based on the above, he believes that Zheng Fei must be an arms dealer who slipped through the Istanbul Strait under the guise of buying and selling food and alcohol.

"If I said I wouldn't sell it, would you agree?" said Zheng Fei without hesitation, the corners of his mouth moving.

The scene came to an impasse, and when the nearby soldiers and laborers heard this, they couldn't help but look sideways, and there were nothing more than two meanings in their eyes, incomprehension and hatred.

The news of the imminent landing of the Ottoman army in Constanta had already spread throughout the city, and the timid rich and nobles had already packed up their possessions and evacuated, while those who remained were not only the brave, but also the poor who could not afford to flee, and they had a deep attachment to their homeland.

Therefore, now the person in front of them actually said that he would not help them defend their homeland, which instantly aroused their dissatisfaction.

"Beat him!"

Someone suddenly fanned the flames, and everyone echoed it, waving their arms indignantly and shouting at Zheng Fei, their footsteps slowly moved forward, and there was a tendency to surround them, and the dock that was still orderly not long ago suddenly became a pot of porridge, and all kinds of angry scolding filled the air, gradually moving away towards the sea.

Seeing thousands of people surrounding themselves in the center, there is a possibility of a violent pounce at any time, to put it bluntly, Zheng Fei is really afraid.

Angering the populace is the most stupid thing to do in any era.

It was in the midst of this noisy noise that it took a lot of effort for someone to get into the crowd, hurriedly ran to Zheng Fei's side, and whispered a few words.

Panic faded from Zheng Fei's face.

At the same time, probably feeling that the pressure exerted was enough, the garrison officer and the knight officer looked at each other and smiled, raised their arms together, and shouted to everyone to stop making trouble.

Forced by the prestige of the knightly officer, slowly, the emotions that were stirred up by the people stabilized, and they didn't say anything, but they still cast a hateful look at Zheng Fei.

The garrison smiled with satisfaction, triumph and confidence, arms folded over his chest, and a hint of threat in his eyes.

"Look, you've annoyed the people of Constanta. ”

What he didn't expect was that after experiencing the turmoil just now, Zheng Fei actually had no intention of being afraid, and still had an indifferent attitude.

"People, isn't that just for messing with?" Zheng Fei didn't intend to say this, but suddenly when it came to his mouth, it came out.

"You ......" The garrison's face changed suddenly, it was very ugly, and he clenched his fists angrily.

Just as he was about to have a seizure, the knightly officer stopped him.

The knightly officer stepped forward, squeezed his eyebrows with a headache, and smiled out of the chivalric demeanor he had cultivated over the years.

"The arms dealer...... Oh, it's better to use Mr...... Sir, do you know, if you sell us these guns and ships, you will make a good profit twice the market price, and you will be grateful for your contribution to the defense of Constanta. ”

"You searched my ship, and you should have found the gold and silver coins hidden in the cabin, right?

In any case, he could not allow the secrets of rifled guns, binoculars, and hot air balloons to fall into the hands of Europeans, which would cause a whole world upheaval, and if it was not done, it could cause an unprecedented world war.

"You really don't lack it, your property is worth millions of silver coins, but ......" The officer paused, took a deep breath, and looked at Zheng Fei's eyes seriously: "Constanta really needs your ships, your artillery." ”

His words spoke the hearts of all the Constantians present, and the people who had been extremely indignant before lowered their heads and looked sad.

is about to face the fierce attack of the West Asian barbarians, and the hometown where he has lived for decades may really be lost.

"But I need it too. ”

Zheng Fei's attitude, in the eyes of the people of Constanta, is quite stubborn.

A fleeting hint of anger flashed in the officer's pupils, and he held his breath for a moment, and after a half-moment, he held the saber demonstratively, and pushed the blade of the blade out of the scabbard a little with his thumb.

"If you don't give it, I'll have to rob it. ”

"Really?" Zheng Fei smiled, his gaze swept over the thousands of soldiers, as indifferent as ever.

Immediately, he reached Brad next to him: "Whistle, bumble." ”

Brad knew what he was trying to do, because Brad had heard him when the man had just come running over and whispering.

The whistle, a symbol of action, suddenly rose and ran in all directions past the silent crowd.

After just two seconds, the earth trembled, and the people panicked for a moment, not knowing what had happened.

"Look over there!" a laborer standing on a stack of crates raised his hand and pointed out of the dock.

People turned their heads to look in unison, only to see that a large group of soldiers in armor appeared at some point a hundred meters away, forming a phalanx and marching neatly, with a pressing momentum. (To be continued.) )