As the wind gradually subsided, the waves on the sea were much smaller, and standing on the deck, there was a slight shaking of the hull, but it was not a big problem. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The fishing village is not far from the castle, under the cover of night, after a while, a few boats went around to the sea area behind the castle, and saw a vertical sea cliff hundreds of meters high, and of course, a fleet of boats docked against the cliff wall, and the people on the boat were waiting to meet Zheng Fei.

Confluent.

Santiago saw Zheng Fei for the first time, but instead of greeting him happily as usual, he curled up in the cabin, wrapped his whole body in a thick quilt, shivering from the cold.

This is not only him, but most sailors are in this state.

When the wind was raging before, although the sea cliff was a natural haven, it could not avoid the huge waves set off by the wind, and the sea water spread to the deck several times, launching a scour on the crew again and again, making them soaked, and then blown by the bone-chilling wind, hissing ~ through the heart and flying cold.

So when the wind stopped, they didn't want to stay on deck for a moment, and they couldn't wait to take off their clothes and go into the cabin, trying to light the stove and bake the fire, but they found that the dry wood in the reserve had been soaked in seawater, so they had no choice but to wrap themselves in a quilt like Santiago, and look at the dark night sky in distraction, shivering and staring wide-eyed.

"Oh my god, you're finally back...", Santiago shouted as he saw Zheng Fei on the deck.

Zheng Fei looked around and saw everyone shrinking in the quilt: "It's all frozen, right?

Cheering in unison, the sailors finally left the quilts, cheered each other up, and with their frozen hands, lifted the boats and pulled up the sails.

The left rudder turned, and the flotilla, consisting of a dozen medium-sized ships, slowly sailed along the route from which it came.

On the deck, Zheng Fei stood leaning on the mast, took out the wine jug and took a sip, the strong gin can effectively keep out the cold.

"Has your plan been a success?"

Beside him, Brad turned his head and glanced at the cabin, where Christine lit a small oil lamp, and studied his design drawings in the dim light, this is the last giant ship he designed, which has been researched and conceived for more than half a year, and it is estimated that it will take shape and put into production in a few months.

The eight-year expeditionary plan will be implemented this year, and these newly built giant ships can just serve as a reserve force to prepare for a protracted war.

After all, the opponent is the Ottoman Empire, and the bravery and good fighting of those bearded people are not blown.

For eight years, Christine was confined to the palace all day, resting only four hours a day, devoting all her energy to research, and fainted several times from overwork.

It is precisely for this reason that at the age of thirty, he is in the prime of life, but he is as old as an old man in his fifties and sixties.

The light fell on his face, and he frowned as he looked at the drawings, wondering where his next stroke would be.

Zheng Fei turned his head, glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, paused for a moment, and replied to Brad: "It can only be said that it is half the success." ”

"And what about the remaining half?"

"The remaining half will depend on what happens next, and I have a lot of questions waiting to be answered. ”

Zheng Fei looked at Christine, unconsciously, and frowned like that, falling into deep thought.

The fleet drifted at sea for about an hour before finally coming to shore.

As if they had just escaped from their misery, the sailors rushed ashore in three steps and two steps, and ran wildly down the manor on the green path on the outskirts of the city.

A manor house for growing flowers was their temporary habitat, and there were still dozens of other companions, led by Hans.

The owner of the manor made a living by planting and selling flowers, and he couldn't raise flowers in this cold winter, so he could only abandon them, so he was rented by Zheng Fei to accommodate this large group of people.

Arriving at the manor, entering the castle gate, and looking at the empty hall, Christine finally couldn't suppress her curiosity and asked, "Who do you want me to see?"

"He's not here. Zheng Fei replied.

"What? are you fooling me?" Christine's face suddenly flashed with a hint of displeasure.

"No, no, I'll tell him to come right away, but he's far away and it won't take two days to arrive. ”

"Two days," Christine scoffed, "you sent someone to inform him that it would take two days, and that it would be four days back and forth, and you wasted four whole days on me! Do you know how precious my time is?"

"No, it only takes two days. Zheng Fei waved his hand and looked at him seriously, the corners of his mouth curled slightly: "Trust me, your wait must be worth it, you will get a surprise that you have never had." ”

The two looked at each other like this, Christine thought carefully, hesitated for a long time, and finally was defeated by curiosity and sighed.

"Well, then I won't be back to the palace for the next two days, give me a room with a desk, and don't disturb me. ”

Hearing this, the two Gomead brothers, who were following behind them, couldn't help but get nervous.

"Christine, in case there's any danger..."

"Danger, if there is one, it will be there a long time ago, rest assured, no one will dare to kill me in Copenhagen, unless he himself will die. With a calm smile on her lips, Christine is full of confidence in her sacred place in Copenhagen and even Denmark.

Led by Hans, Christine went into the room she had arranged for herself, lit a few oil lamps, sat down at the dusty desk, took a cloth from her purse, and carefully wiped the table.

"My lord, let me do this kind of thing!" the guard hurriedly gestured over.

"No, little Gomad go get me a cup of hot milk, and Big Gomead will help me get me some supper. He said slowly, pulling out the drawings and spreading them on the table, continuing to study.

In the hall downstairs, Santiago and others gathered around Zheng Fei.

"Eh, what are you doing here?" Santiago was puzzled, he and Urban were not very familiar with each other, but Urban's prestige was well-known, after all, he was the man who created the monster cannon with his own hands, the terminator of Constantinople.

This question is a question that asks everyone's mind, and they really don't understand what role an artillery designer can play here.

"It's a secret, and I'm not going to tell you yet. Zheng Fei sold Guanzi, and the corners of his mouth raised an arc of a wicked smile.

"But it will take at least a day and a half to get from that city, and it will take three days to send someone to deliver the letter back and forth, how can it be in two days?"

"So we don't send a letter. ”

"Then how do you notify Urban to come?"

"Don't forget, we have the best messengers. Zheng Fei smiled slyly.

The bald eagle, also known as the American eagle, brought back from the Americas, has a large falcon with a wingspan of more than two meters and a speed of 300 yards per hour, ignoring terrain obstacles. (To be continued.) )