"So you're stupid, they don't recruit, can't we sneak in?"

"Uh, how's it going?"

"Hiding in a box, they can't get rid of us when they get to sea, how can we do it?"

"Good idea,!"

Not only these two men, but there were many porters in the London docks tonight who were secretly planning this, and no one noticed all this. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Late at night, Zheng Fei stood on the flagship watchtower, watching boxes of supplies being carried into the warehouse.

He was about to leave London, and to be honest, he felt a little melancholy.

Because this trip to London was not as much as he imagined... How to say it...

His imagination of medieval London should be full of romance, but he seems to have come to the wrong time. For nearly a century, England has been at war, with frequent changes of kings and no stable environment to recuperate.

"So be it. He smiled with relief, picked up the glass in his hand, and drank it all by himself.

The next day, dawn.

As soon as the morning dawned, more than 2,000 large ships raised their sails one after another and slowly sailed to the shore.

At this time, the city of London had not yet awakened, and the fleet left quietly, and no one was disturbed.

However, thousands of meters away, there was a person silently watching it.

On the top floor of the royal castle, the King of England, who had been sleepless all night, gazed at the River Thames and watched the huge fleet moving slowly.

Long.

"My ten million," he sighed, and slammed his flesh down the wall in pain, "Damn fellow, I hope you will come back and do a favor when England is in danger." ”

......

On a leisurely voyage.

The warm spring breeze seems to have blown across the Atlantic, carrying wet moisture, which is especially pleasant on the face.

Zheng Fei moved a chair and sat on the deck to bask in the sun, dragging half a glass of red wine in his right hand, and holding a hardcover book in his left hand.

It was a long voyage from the British Isles, where England was, to the northern tip of Africa.

When people are at sea, they are idle, chatting, fishing, and doing what they like.

Look, the young poet Zheng Fei brought back when he was in Denmark, he is using his talent, but instead of writing poetry, he is painting.

He held the brush intently, embellished a touch of wonderful color on the canvas, and after a while, a vivid picture of the girl's view came out, he liked to secretly paint the girl he liked, and then give it to others with love poems.

Looking at his serious appearance, Zheng Fei couldn't help but laugh and shook his head.

"Hey, what are you reading?"

Duke Howard walked with gentlemanly steps, his arm held by his youngest daughter, and walked slowly.

Remember Howard, whose two sons were well-known architectural engineers in London.

"Oh, the Imperial Voyage. ”

"Huh?"

"Just kidding... It's a collection of ancient Greek love poems, and I don't really like to read this kind of thing, but you know, sailing is a very boring thing, and I have to find something to relieve my boredom. Zheng Fei shrugged his shoulders and put down the seemingly beautiful but dry book of poems.

"yes, but I'm really looking forward to this voyage. Howard's eyes were full of longing as he looked out to sea.

"Yes, it's not the voyage that is worth looking forward to, it's the destination, and what you'll get there. ”

Zheng Fei raised his eyebrows, suddenly remembered something, and motioned to him: "I'll go do something." ”

He stood up and walked into the cabin.

From the New World at the beginning, to the North American and South American, and then to the current Victory, due to the expansion of the fleet, the flagship has changed several times, and the people who stay on the flagship are also constantly changing.

But there are people who have been left on the flagship, like Santiago Ares and the like.

And the most hidden place of the flagship is always reserved for the most extraordinary person, doing the most unusual thing.

Zheng Fei hadn't looked for him for a long time, because since he returned to Europe, all kinds of troubles lined up to find him, and he really didn't have any time.

Who is this man?

Walking through the aisle, Zheng Fei went straight to the innermost cabin, which was the warehouse, and several sailors watching the warehouse were wrestling their wrists and cheering.

Zheng Fei's appearance made them quiet instantly, and in their impression, the captain had not been here for 10,000 years.

"Didn't I say that, be quiet. Zheng Fei made a shushing gesture and motioned for them to go outside to play.

After everyone was gone, Zheng Fei walked to the corner and pushed open a small door.

With a squeak, he entered the hut, where several oil lamps were hung, the floor was full of scrap paper with data, and the air smelled of bread.

Who else but da Vinci could have such an environment?

Da Vinci had half a slice of bread in his mouth, quill pen in his hand doing the math, and he was so focused that he didn't notice anyone coming in.

"Ahem, maybe you should go out for a walk. Zheng Fei said with a smile.

Da Vinci paused, turned his head to see who it was, and was full of surprise: "Wow, long time no see." ”

"Hmm. Zheng Fei untied the flask and threw it to him: "Try it, the whisky produced in the Scottish Highlands is not something that everyone can drink." ”

"Thanks, I was just going to take a sip of wine to clear my mind. ”

"What have you been working on lately? Or a steam engine?"

"No, I've given up on the steam engine for the time being, because the smelting technology is not up to par and I can't make the parts I need. ”

Leonardo da Vinci swallowed his wine and continued, "I'm designing a new type of tool. ”

"What tools?"

"You'll know when I'm done. "He sold a pass.

"Well, now I have an important task for you. Zheng Fei leaned forward, saw Da Vinci's focused expression, and the corners of his mouth curled: "Make gunpowder." ”

Explosives, it's time to start researching.

Diatomaceous earth discovered in Denmark, combined with a large amount of nitric acid purchased in London, combined with the right process, can make a powerful explosive that is of great significance across the ages.

"Gunpowder, don't you have a lot of gunpowder?" said da Vinci, frowning in confusion.

"No, I want you to make gunpowder with a little thumb to blow up this room. ”

"How is that possible... I can't. ”

"I'll teach you, you come to experiment, but you have to go outside to do it, it's too closed and dangerous inside. ”

"Will it kill you?" da Vinci gnawed at his fingers uneasily.

"Do you want to hear the truth?" Zheng Fei's face was heavy.

"Needless to say, I see. Da Vinci shrugged his shoulders in understanding: "It doesn't matter, because I really want to see the power of that explosive." ”