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People were pestle-free, or staring at the captain or staring at the sea, and they themselves couldn't make up their minds, and they didn't know what to do.

Zheng Fei stood in place for a while, left everyone and walked into the cabin alone, lying on the boat with his eyes closed.

As the minutes ticked by, the people on the boats looked more and more anxious, craned their necks and searched the sky, hoping to see flying objects other than seabirds.

Gradually, the setting sun leaves a touching crimson cloud in the west, sinking into the quiet and serene Baltic Sea.

The sea breeze rises, bringing a salty fishy smell that penetrates people's nostrils.

Seeing that it was getting dark, everyone knew in their hearts that those companions might not be able to come back.

Disappointment began to appear in their eyes, especially the women and children, who sat sadly in the cabin, looking out through the small window, their eyes glazed.

Zheng Fei almost fell asleep, and was woken up by a knock on the door in a trance.

"Come in. He said in a deep voice, pinching his eyebrows and rolling over from the bed, looking at the few people who entered the door: "What's the matter?"

"It's getting dark. Christine said with a solemn face.

"I know. He replied lightly, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it absentmindedly.

"As soon as it gets dark, it's impossible to spot them in the air. ”

"I know. ”

"After dark, the Danish fleet will come at any time. ”

There was silence for several seconds.

Everyone looked at each other, waiting for Zheng Fei to give an order.

"I know. Zheng Fei still replied, probably in a daze, and accidentally spilled the wine on his body.

"We ...... It's time to go. Christine gnawed her fist with a complicated expression.

He didn't want to die, let alone be captured by the Danish army, he just wanted to travel with his father with the fleet, and with his knowledge of the Danish army, the navy would arrive here in two hours at most.

"Whether I should leave or not, that's my business. Zheng Fei squeezed the wine glass hard and said coldly.

"But ......"

"Shut up!"

Zheng Fei was angry again, there were a few bloodshots in his eyes, and he looked very fierce.

Christine was stunned for a moment because she didn't understand the person in front of her, and still wanted to analyze why she had to leave him from various reasonable angles, but was stopped by Brad.

"Alright, let's all go out first. Brad waved his hand and pushed them out, seeing that someone was still clubbing, he impatiently pulled out the dagger from his waist, his eyes were suddenly cold, and his whole body exuded the aura of a professional killer.

Forced by intimidation, people withdrew one after another, pacing restlessly on the deck, whispering and talking.

It was quiet, Zheng Fei dropped the wine glass, sighed dullly, covered his face with his hands and rubbed it gently.

"Hey, you don't seem to want to accept the facts. Brad picked up his glass and refilled it, then poured himself a glass.

"They were my best men, and quite a few of them followed me from the beginning, including Hans, a faithful old fellow, and each of them was lovely, and I never saw them again. ”

"But you should understand that they can't come back, and if they wait any longer, it won't come to fruition. ”

After a pause, Brad sighed faintly, with a hint of gloom in his eyes: "If goodbye is a must, then face it calmly." ”

Looking up and staring at the increasingly gray sky outside the window, Zheng Fei picked up the wine glass and drank it all with his neck up, relieving himself for half a minute.

"Help me inform everyone and set sail. A resolute voice, but with a deep powerlessness.

"Okay, do you want the chef to prepare a big meal and eat a big meal in the evening?"

"Whatever, please go out, let me be alone for a while. ”

Zheng Fei lay back on the bed and closed his eyes to recuperate.

After receiving the order to set sail, the deck outside gradually became noisy, and the new sailors, under the command of the old sailors, raised their huge sails, and the sea breeze made them bulge into a crescent shape, driving the huge hull to move slowly on the sea.

The sky, covered with a black curtain, descends a rich night.

People sat on the deck, or whispered by the guardrail, and even when it came to funny topics, they didn't laugh as heartily as before.

The oil lamp sprinkled a dim light in the cabin, and the woman with tears in her eyes pinched the child's face and coaxed: "Dad has gone to a far place, and it will be a long, long time before he returns." Well, I heard there was something delicious tonight. ”

The chefs on each boat rolled up their sleeves and showed their housekeeping skills, and cooked with all their hearts, hoping to sweep away the sad atmosphere with food.

"Huck, you're a pastry chef, and you're going to have a hard time today, because there's nothing more enjoyable than dessert. ”

"Good chef. ”

......

After dinner, everyone was in no mood to stay on the deck, and went back to the house one after another, and lay down on the bed and looked at the stars outside the window.

At sea, a sleepless night passed.

Early morning.

As soon as Zheng Fei stepped on the deck, he saw a strange picture: on the lowest deck, a group of young men of all ages were running around the deck, with their heads held high and full of energy, as is the case on every boat.

"Brad, what are they doing?" he shouted to Brad, who was standing on the lower deck.

"Oh, they said that they would start training more today, because if they were all qualified artillerymen, they wouldn't have to be afraid of the Arna Legion before, and those comrades wouldn't have died. ”

Zheng Fei nodded with satisfaction at this explanation.

He walked back to the cabin to fill his flask, ate the breakfast Britney had prepared for him, and then wanted to inspect the boats.

Passing by Santiago's cabin, he saw that the guy was still asleep under the covers, his ass pouting.

He knocked on the window: "Hey, the sun is all up to your ass, and you still don't get up?"

Santiago leaned down, poked his head out of the covers, and reluctantly opened his eyes.

Sensing something unusual, Zheng Fei hesitated for a moment, pushed open the door and walked in, stood in front of the guy, and stared at him for a moment of silence.

"Hey, you're not crying, are you?"

"How is it possible, I am the bravest, I can kill a cow......" Santiago hurriedly rubbed his eyes, trying to hide it.

Zheng Fei smiled knowingly, then took a deep breath, and his face became heavy: "I know that you and Hans are very good friends, but now, you have to face the reality, instead of hiding and crying secretly." ”

"I didn't cry......"

"Okay, okay, I'm leaving, you quickly wash your face and eat breakfast." Zheng Fei waved his hand, then turned around and went out.

Looking at his departing back, Santiago hung his head in disappointment, was silent for a long time, smacked his lips twice, and got dressed.

Two days later, the fleet arrived at Cape Skagen, where it docked.

Simply bypass Skagen to enter the North Sea and get away from the Danish fleet forever. (To be continued.) )