"I really don't understand, what do you want to do?"

The Duke and Zheng Fei stood side by side on the high watchtower, looking at the moonlit earth as the convoy drifted away. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He couldn't imagine, and he didn't dare to imagine, that Zheng Fei's ambition would be so big.

"Come aboard the Christian with me, or you'll be in danger. Zheng Fei smiled lightly.

"Dangerous?" the Duke frowned.

"If you want to save your life and go to London to find your daughter, come with me. After a pause, Zheng Fei looked at him sincerely: "This time it's not a threat. ”

"You're such a mysterious person. ”

"Everybody says that. After getting off the watchtower, Zheng Fei walked towards the Christian.

Oh~ Maybe it's time to change its name, just name it after that favorite sail battleship, the Victory!

Under the starry night sky, he climbed onto the wide deck of the Victory and stood at the bow of the ship, looking down at the thousands of Spartan warriors standing on the ground, armed with huge shields and spears, ready for battle.

"Finally, it's time to begin. Looking up at the starry sky, Zheng Fei muttered.

Some of the best cannons were picked out from the warehouses and loaded onto the fifty warships that were to be taken away, and four oversized cannons were placed on the ground, their muzzles pointed straight at the gate of the berthing area, which were about to tear apart the charging formation of the soldiers of the naval harbor mercilessly when the fire of war was triggered.

How spectacular is it to know that they are firing granite shells as wide as a shoulder, and can knock a row of people into a row of people from a distance of a kilometer? Even if the most elite soldiers form the most courageous charging formation, there is only one result when they encounter them, and that is to collapse in an instant, and run away with their heads in their hands.

Standing on the deck and watching the huge cannons and the Spartan warriors standing in formation, the general vaguely felt as if something was wrong.

"Hmm, why are you putting the cannon here?" he said, furrowing his eyebrows, seeing that the muzzle of the cannon was clearly pointed at his soldiers.

"The expedition plan is imminent, and there is no room for error, and the king orders that the naval harbor, especially the warships, must be guarded. Zheng Fei replied.

"And then?" the general felt like he hadn't heard an answer.

"Now the expedition plan is no longer a secret in Copenhagen, it is likely that it has spread abroad, in order to prevent other countries from organizing a surprise attack by troops, the king ordered to strengthen the defense of the naval port, reinforcements are on the way, and what Duke Tukman and I have to do is to ensure the safety of these warships, from today onwards, these warships will be taken over by us, and no one is allowed to step into the berthing area for half a step, so as not to have any spies get in. ”

"Okay. The general smiled wryly and shook his head, his mind that had not slept all night was really not suitable for thinking, and he yawned long.

"Lord Duke, and this... Sir, now that everything is taken care of, why don't you go and have a drink with me?"

"General, I told you before that we don't have time to enjoy ourselves in times of war. The Duke said coldly.

"Just a glass of wine, I have the best red wine from Italy. ”

"I can't drink a drop, I have to be on high alert, and neither are you. The Duke remembered what Zheng Fei had said before, and it was only safe to stay on the Christian, although he didn't know what was going to happen next.

There was a moment of stalemate, and the general's face showed a fleeting displeasure, as if he was complaining about the duke's lack of interest.

"Okay. He yawned again: "I'm so sleepy that I can't even break my eyes, please let me sleep in the cabin for a while." ”

As he spoke, he yawned across the deck, into the cabin of the Victory, and found a bunk to lie down and sleep.

Zheng Fei turned his head to glance at him, then moved his gaze to the night sky, waiting quietly.

Until, Brad returned with the natives.

"It's all done. Brad stood in front of Zheng Fei with a numb expression, took a deep breath, and sighed: "Terrible assassins, those poor soldiers lost consciousness before they even had time to scream. ”

"Assassins, are you or the natives?"

"Of course it's them, their poison and blowguns, which can silently take people's lives, like ghosts. ”

Zheng Fei glanced at the natives, but he didn't see the slightest bit of unbearability on their faces, because this task was no different from hunting wild beasts for them.

He took a deep breath and stared at the sea level at night: "Well, the biggest trouble is over, it's time to light the flames of war." ”

In the cabin, the general was immersed in a dream, dreaming about the successful return of the expedition, in which he was being crowned by the king in the admiring gaze of the crowd, and a smug smile hung on his lips.

Bang! Bang!

The continuous explosion woke him up completely from his sleep and almost jumped.

"What's going on?!" he roared with wide eyes, the sound of gunpowder exploding.

The sudden fright made him forget that he was now in the cabin of the ship, not in his own castle, and that there were no guards at the door, only two Spartan warriors guarding him.

Looking out the window at the fire, he said a word of God in a panic, and rushed to the door, trying to rush out to see what was happening, but was kicked back by the Spartan warrior and fell to the ground.

"You—" he clutched his cramping lower abdomen and stared at the Spartan warrior in amazement.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and a few seconds later, Zheng Fei appeared at the door.

"General, I won't kill you for the time being, but you'd better settle down. ”

"You... Where is Duke Tukman ?" The general's expression at this moment was distorted, and he stared at Zheng Fei motionlessly, his eyes full of incredulity.

"He slept, and was knocked unconscious. ”

"Who are you? What the hell do you want to do?!"

"Do you hear the explosion, and look at the fire outside the window, don't you understand?"

"You lit gunpowder?"

"That's right. ”

"How many ships did you blow up?"

"All. ”

Hearing this, the general's face was instantly as earth-colored, his mouth trembled slightly, and he read: "All... Why are you doing this?"

"Because I don't want to leave them to Denmark. Zheng Fei tilted his neck.

The general endured the sharp pain in his abdomen and got up, leaned down on the window to look outside, only to see that the ship he was on had left the shore and was floating on the dark sea, and the berthing area, which had been quiet not long ago, had been reduced to a sea of fire, and the flames burned half of the sky.

The continuous sound of explosions was mixed with the exclamations and shouts of the soldiers, and by the reflection of the firelight, he saw countless soldiers in the naval harbor frantically rushing to the berthing area, some holding weapons and some carrying buckets, the formation was chaotic, and it was obvious that this group of soldiers had just woken up from their sleep. (To be continued.) )