"Guys, let's pull the hot air balloon down together!" Zheng Fei was anxious to listen to the report from the people above. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The hot air balloon was released to a height of hundreds of meters, and it was estimated that it could not be pulled down for more than ten minutes, Zheng Fei was anxiously pacing on the deck, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a slowly expanding hot air balloon at the stern of the ship, and several sailors were climbing into the hanging basket, with sneaky movements.

"Get me out!" he shouted and hurried away.

The noisy sailors fell silent for a moment, and when they followed his gaze, they saw that several of their companions had taken advantage of the chaos to sneak out another hot air balloon to play with, and they were indignant and disdainful.

A few of the offending sailors shrank their heads and waited for the fate.

The hot air balloon was slowly rising, Zheng Fei had no time to take care of them, jumped into the hanging basket, and told seriously: "Take care of the rope, don't let me fly." ”

After saying that, he took out some gold coins and distributed them to these sailors, and the sailors who were not only not punished but also received the reward, naturally they would take his words seriously.

The heating rate is getting faster and faster, and the hot air balloon is quickly lifted into the air, and in just a few minutes, the rope is straightened and reaches an altitude of 500 meters.

The black iron ring fell from the rope marking the "southeast", so Zheng Fei pointed the telescope at the southeast and searched within a circle of four or five degrees.

Due to the fact that the sea water is too far away, and the sea water is evaporated, a large amount of water vapor is produced above the sea surface, which is invisible to the naked eye, and the lens is very blurry, and the situation can only be faintly distinguished.

Had it not been for a coincidence, the men of Santiago would never have noticed that a fleet was approaching.

Based on the blurred images, Zheng Fei believed that this was a fleet of at least a few hundred ships, and that the caravan could not be of such a size, only a fleet.

Where is the fleet? Of course, the Ottoman Turkish Empire, the West Asian barbarians of Constanta.

Hundreds of warships, the size of which is not clear at the moment, but the number alone is daunting enough.

With the Ottoman Empire's strong military and financial resources, each ship was equipped with at least ten artillery pieces, just imagine what it would be like to suddenly have thousands of shells overhead?

These ships were all troop carriers, and it is conservatively estimated that each ship carried an average of 100 people, which adds up to tens of thousands or even more! The troops sent by the Ottoman Empire to storm the port were definitely the best of the best!

Tens of thousands of troops have been amassed in Constanta recently, and many troops are on the way, and everyone, including the ruler, did not expect that the enemy would come so quickly.

Constanta, there will be a bloody storm! The Heroic Knights will defend their homeland with their lives and fight to the death!

After staying in the hanging basket and thinking for two minutes, Zheng Fei frowned, picked up a blue iron ring and put it on the rope, and slid down, the iron ring meant to pull me down.

Ten minutes later, he was back on deck, and the sailors were waiting.

"Captain, what should I do?"

"Where's the helmsman?!"

The sailors had never seen him look like this, talking about panic but not like panic, saying calm but not calm, and there was an imperceptible anxiety on his resolute face.

Not to be slackened for a moment, the sailors quickly packed the hot air balloons into boxes and returned to their respective posts.

Zheng Fei stood at the bow of the boat, gritted his teeth, and thought carefully about what to do next.

The fishing boat I saw before slowly approached, and I could see the faces of the fishermen on the boat without binoculars, and their anxiety was no less than that of Zheng Fei, who stood up and waved his arms and shouted wildly.

The boat was not small, and in addition to the big fish, it carried five or six fishermen, each with an oar, and they were exhausted and panting.

When the fishing boat was still a few tens of meters away, the fishermen jumped into the sea and swam over, and with the assistance of the sailors, climbed up the deck along the rope ladder, and the first thing they did was to lie down on all fours to rest, as if they were already tired.

"Get them some water. Zheng Fei waved his hand.

The six fishermen poured the kettle as if they had just come out of the desert, and when they saw it, they took it and died, and the whole pot of water was drunk in one go, and not even a single one of them was burped.

Unable to take a break, the fishermen's leader glanced around urgently and asked, "Which of you is the boss?"

The sailors automatically took two steps back, leaving Zheng Fei alone.

The leader stared at Zheng Fei for a while, and lowered his head silently: "Please save Constanta." ”

"What's going on?" Zheng Fei speculated in his heart, probably because it had something to do with that fleet.

Sure enough.

"The barbarians of West Asia are coming, and they have more than 500 warships!" the leader knelt down in despair, put his hands in front of him as if he was holding something, looked up in a pious gesture, and muttered, "God ......"

"How do you know?" Zheng Fei knelt the most unexpectedly, and dragged him up with his hand.

"I am a fisherman from Constanta, and a few days ago I led my fellow villagers out to sea to fish, and we wanted to catch a little more, so we went to the sea in the southeast, and it turned out that it was there, and we ran into that fleet......! There was also a boat on the way that hit the reef and disintegrated, and the companions told us to leave them alone and hurry back to deliver the letter, and now they must have gone to heaven like the ones left behind. ”

After the narration, the leader stared at Zheng Fei with tears in his eyes, and begged: "Please save Constanta, hurry up and take us back to deliver the letter, our arms are really not strong, and we can't paddle anymore." ”

After pondering for a moment, Zheng Fei nodded his head, and then said, "Santiago, take them to the kitchen to get something to eat, and the rest of the people will paddle back at full speed!"

When the crowd had dispersed, he began to do a calculation.

The winds have been relatively light in recent days, and according to the speed of warships in the Middle Ages, taking into account the presence of large warships in the fleet, the overall average speed is at most eight knots, or eight knots per hour.

Fishing boats are used for both sails and oars, and in addition, they are relatively lightweight, and there is no problem with an average of ten knots, so they can lead by two nautical miles per hour, and twenty-four hours is forty-eight nautical miles, which is equivalent to more than 90 kilometers according to fifty nautical miles.

Forty-eight nautical miles, the Ottoman Navy could reach its current position in just six hours, and there was not much time left.

Thinking of this, looking at the sailors running around the deck with oars, Zheng Fei roared hysterically: "Hurry up, all move, take out the strength to eat, whoever sweats will be rewarded with a maximum of one hundred silver coins!"

The sailors returned to their positions without delay, and after a short period of adjustment, they shouted in unison and rowed the oars in their hands, pushing the big ship forward through the waves. (To be continued.) )