"What a good ship, all on fire. www.biquge.info He sighed deeply, closed his eyes and pinched his eyebrows.

"Yes, the result of eight years of the Kingdom of Denmark, the secret base that has been concealed for eight years, and that's it. Brad crept up to him, stood in the sea breeze, unscrewed the lid of the flask and took a sip, his face heavy.

"Santiago, let the sailors lower their sails and stop here, and wait for the ship to come later. Zheng Fei called, took out the wine jug and took a sip, and then, according to his usual habits, he raised his arms and ran it towards the dark sea, and fell into the water with a thud.

Before the explosion began, he left with the Victory and fourteen other battleships, and the remaining thirty or so ships remained in the sea near the berthing area to carry the Spartan warriors and craftsmen to evacuate, and if nothing else, they would have half an hour to catch up.

"What's next?" asked Brad.

"On the run at sea, we must leave Denmark as fast as possible and flee into the Atlantic. ”

The route had already been formed in Zheng Fei's mind, and combined with the previous maps of the hot air balloon high-altitude survey, he had formulated the retreat route when he was in Copenhagen.

"Well, it looks like the rest of the day isn't going to be easy. Brad shrugged, then glanced into the cabin and lowered his eyebrows: "The admiral of the Navy Harbor, why are you keeping him?"

"It won't do any good to kill him, maybe you can use it later, after all, this is a ship in the naval port, and he is the commander of the naval port, in case you encounter a patrol at sea, it will be easy to fool the past. ”

As he spoke, Zheng Fei habitually touched his waist and wanted to take a sip of wine, only to find that the wine jug had been thrown into the sea just now, so he had to give up.

He smiled, and looked away from the red firelight, which landed on the dark gray dome in the east.

"The night is about to pass, and the dawn is coming. He seemed to be talking to himself.

"Do you mean the sky, or your own situation?"

"Both. He couldn't help but lift the corners of his mouth and smile in relief.

Having obtained these truly epoch-making warships, his strength is like a cat turning into a tiger, and then adding a pair of wings, with which he can soar in the medieval sky at will.

Even more valuable than this is Christine herself.

After this twist and turn and successfully escape Denmark, he will try to persuade Christine to serve him by redrawing the blueprints of the burned warships, building more warships, and forming a maritime force that will rule the four oceans and the seven seas.

Hope for it, that day may not be far off.

......

Standing on the deck was a little cold, a gust of sea breeze blew, Zheng Fei shivered, and went back to the cabin.

In the distance, the shouts and wails on the side of the naval harbor gradually subsided, and the soldiers were probably in despair, even if they saw that the Spartan warriors were about to evacuate with the craftsmen, they could not have the idea of stopping them.

The naval harbor has been completely destroyed, and if they count one of them, they all have to find a way to leave the naval harbor as soon as possible and escape with their families, and run as far as possible, preferably to escape Denmark.

A navy without warships is nothing more than waste, and what will His Majesty, who is furious at hearing the news, do with a group of waste?

So before that happens, they have to flee in order to survive.

When the Spartan warriors escorted the craftsmen aboard, the soldiers also rushed to the barracks and found a bag wrapped in cloth from under the pillows, under the bed, in the cupboard, etc., which contained eight years' salaries.

Many of them were greedy, and in addition to taking their share, they rushed to the castle where the general lived, and looted everything of some value, leaving not even the brass frame for the oil lamp.

Things have come to this point, I can't take care of anything, and I still have to make some trouble for the escape.

The night, in the endless chaos, passed quietly.

Dawn finally came, and as if it had been discussed, people all stood on the deck, gazing expectantly to the east, waiting for the morning sun to rise.

As the sky grew brighter, the white of the fish belly in the east signaled the beginning of a new day, and also announced that they had said goodbye to their yesterday selves, although less than two hours had passed yesterday.

Yesterday, they were killers, arsonists.

Zheng Fei lay on the table to make up for a short sleep, slept for a while and got up, with heavy dark circles under his eyes, came to the deck and looked at the east with everyone.

The morning sun emerges, and the red light pours on the sparkling sea level, painting a charming crimson that amazes the world.

"It's over, it's finally over. ”

Someone sighed like that.

Last night's scene is still vivid, the powerful giant cannon instantly crashed into the charging soldiers, leaving an endless shock on the Spartan soldiers.

Only then did they understand that no matter how strong their strength was, they could only wait for death in silence when facing those fierce beasts made of steel.

The road to revival in Sparta is in sight...... Every time they think of this, they will look up at the sky in distraction, melancholy.

Thankfully, the Iron Beasts now belong to their masters, not enemies.

At this time, the deck was crowded with people, with different emotions, either stunned or worried, or laughing or chatting, forming many completely different pictures.

Zheng Fei stood at the bow of the boat, holding the railing with both hands, quietly watching the calm sea level, the average depth of the Baltic Sea is only fifty-five meters, which is also incredible.

Looking back, for the first time, he had the opportunity to take a closer look at the ship at his feet during the day.

Giant battleship, sea rampart, 18th-century Royal Navy of England first-class sail battleship, HMS Victory.

In his 21st century home, there is a model of it, or a limited edition.

With its huge hull, three decks, high masts, and more than a hundred shipborne guns, it is the most perfect sail battleship.

Now that I think about it, from the New World, the first ship owned in this era, to the South American and North American, the Italian battleship, and now to the current Victory, time flies so fast that it seems like a world away in a blink of an eye.

It's not just like a world away, it's been three hundred years all at once......

"Captain, which direction is next?!" shouted the helmsman, pulling him out of his memory.

"Southeast!" he replied.

Denmark is located in the middle of the Baltic Sea and the North Sea, the territory of the country is composed of many islands, the surrounding sea is relatively fragmented, the current position of the fleet is on the side of the Baltic Sea, as long as you pass through the waters near the Danish mainland into the North Sea, basically safe.

Once in the North Sea, you can go to England for a few days to resupply and then sail across the Atlantic to the Americas. (To be continued.) )