On the blue sea, a fleet of hundreds of merchant ships and large and small escort warships is sailing, they will go to the South Seas to trade as usual, in exchange for a large number of South Sea specialties to be shipped back to the mainland to earn a lot of silver, compared to the complicated environment of the route to the city and India, this route is very smooth, but this time there was a bit of an accident.

"Boom! Rumble! "As the two shells fell in the sea water in the center of the flotilla, they exploded a column of water more than ten meters high, and the whole flotilla immediately blew up.

On the big ship in the center of the fleet, as soon as the cannon sounded, a large group of big men with knives, guns and harpoons rushed out, among them were not only yellow-skinned and black-eyed Han Chinese, but also Koreans, Dongying people, Southeast Asians and even African blacks, they gathered on the deck and shouted loudly in different languages, anyway, they all shouted the same meaning - that is, whoever dares to rob Lao Tzu's goods, Lao Tzu will hack him to death!

In short, no matter how you look at this fleet from the inside out, it should be a fierce pirate who robbed others, not a fat sheep who was robbed, this is Zheng Jing's first impression after he came out.

Zheng Jing took Xiao Lin and Brother Hei Chao to the deck, looked into the noisy crowd, and noticed a young man standing in the crowd with a steel knife in his hand.

This man had long hair tied up, his chin had sparse stubble, he looked a few years older than Zheng Jing, he stood in the crowd and didn't shout like the people around him, he just stood there quietly, looking into the distance, looking out of the crowd.

Zheng Jing subconsciously walked towards the man, and before he got close, he saw the young man beckoning to him: "Brother, come here." ”

Zheng Jing knew that this person was probably the cheap cousin Zheng Zhilong that the center arranged with him, nodded and stepped forward, pretending to be calm and asked, "Brother, what's going on?" ”

"What could it be? Aren't they the Dutch? Zheng Zhilong pursed his lips, with disdain in his tone, but his eyes were gloomy and frightening, and he clenched his fists and scolded in a low voice: "These ghosts, it seems that the lesson given to them is not enough, and they have not been given a long name." ”

Zheng Jing looked to the left side of the fleet, and sure enough, there was a fleet of ships that were rapidly approaching this side.

"By the way, brother, who are these two behind you?" Zheng Zhilong noticed Xiao Lin and Brother Hei Chao who were following Zheng Jing and said, to say that there are tens of thousands of brothers under him, but the strange shapes of the two of them make it difficult for him not to pay attention.

Xiao Lin said that Zheng Zhilong was just a little surprised that she was a little girl of such a young age on the boat, but Brother Hei Chao's style was too advanced, and Zheng Zhilong's subordinates also had many strange people from Africa and Southeast Asia who were uniquely dressed, but compared to Brother Hei Chao's shocking appearance in a black suit and black sunglasses and a big bald head, it was nothing but a trivial.

Zheng Jing didn't want to let Zheng Zhilong know that he had crossed over so early, so he smiled and said, "These two are the newly invited Jianghu talents, and their strength is very strong, if you don't believe the eldest brother, you can try." ”

"Capable people? Then I'm going to get to know each other. Zheng Zhilong likes to make friends with this kind of hero, and he is not polite when he hears this, he raised his hand and punched Brother Hei Chao in the chest, he used eighty percent of his strength, but Brother Hei Chao stood there expressionlessly, and his body didn't even shake.

"Haha! Well, it's a good man! With this hero, we will be invincible. Zheng Zhilong did not hide his ecstasy, and shouted loudly: "Someone! Beat the drums! Everyone will meet the enemy with me, and then let these Dutch ghosts who don't remember their surnames know whose territory is here! ”

Xiao Lin, who was ignored by Huali, couldn't help but stab the guy in front of him with a sword to prove his strength to him. Zheng Jing hurriedly grabbed her and carefully comforted the little aunt and grandmother.

Zheng Zhilong's loud voice aroused cheers from the surrounding and nearby boats, and everyone showed one hundred and twenty points of strength, the helm of the helm, the sail of the sail, and some people moved out a few big drums, and the earth-shattering drums resounded throughout the sea area, which greatly boosted the morale of Zheng Zhilong's subordinates.

When Zheng Zhilong's fleet turned its bow to face the opponent, the oncoming ships also approached further, and the coat of arms of the Dutch East India Company was clearly visible on the open sails, this era was the peak of the Dutch national power, and the name of the sea coachman was by no means in vain, but in Zheng Zhilong's territory, they repeatedly hit a wall, because of the conflict of interest, they were taught by Zheng Zhilong's forces I don't know how many times, and they had no way to take Zheng Zhilong.

The strength of the two sides is not equal, if the historical record is correct, in the waters of Southeast Asia, Zheng Zhilong's power is overwhelming to the Dutch. Zheng Jing decided to hold his troops for now, if there were no accidents, it would be a battle without suspense, of course, if there were no accidents.

"Sons, kill me!" Zheng Zhilong shouted angrily, and the war drums on the ship began to beat rhythmically, without any flag commands, the entire fleet, whether it was a warship or a merchant ship, was full of sails, like a school of hundreds of predatory sharks, rushing towards the Dutch fleet heading on the opposite side.

Zheng Jing was not carried away by this passion from top to bottom, but was suddenly shocked, what he said is not right, not to mention artillery and muskets in this era at the end of the Ming Dynasty, shouldn't the naval battles of this year be the two sides set up a position and shoot artillery? How do you see that the entire formation of Zheng Zhilong's fleet is going up to play with people and fight hard? I didn't even take out the artillery, is this going up to die?

The distance between the two fleets was rapidly narrowed, and the tactics of the Dutch on the opposite side were not as strange as Zheng Zhilong's them, and they were divided into two columns, lined up in a V-shaped formation and headed towards the two wings of Zheng Zhilong's fleet, and before they could wait for a large number of artillery close to the ship, they began to wield.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! "With a flurry of artillery fire, a cloud of white smoke rose from the side of a large Dutch battleship. Cannonballs rained down on Zheng Zhilong's fleet, and in an instant, many wooden boats in the flotilla were hit by the cannonballs, blasting out a big hole.

"Oops!" Zheng Jing reacted quickly, he found that a huge solid cannonball was actually flying towards the deck of the big ship they were on, if it was hit, so many people standing on the deck would definitely suffer heavy casualties, and he himself should not think about it.

The whistling sound of the cannonballs was approaching, but Zheng Jing found that none of these Zheng Zhilong's subordinates around him showed a frightened look, everyone's faces were normal, but to say that they were sluggish and couldn't react, Zheng Jing didn't believe it.

Just when Zheng Jing was puzzled, he suddenly felt that the aura on Zheng Zhilong, who was standing beside him, had become different.

This is not an exaggeration! Zheng Jing really found that the air around Zheng Zhilong's body was actually twisted as if it was on fire! Then the scene that made Zheng Jing's jaw drop appeared.

"Yikes!" Zheng Zhilong, who was holding a steel knife, suddenly ran and accelerated and jumped out, and then stepped on the edge of the boat, his whole body soared into the sky like a rocket, and the steel knife in his hand glowed with fiery red light!

"King Ming is born!" A blue-faced and fanged figure with a vicious expression appeared behind Zheng Zhilong in the air, and then a flame knife that expanded several times suddenly appeared on his knife, Zheng Zhilong swung the knife forward, and the cannonball that was already close at hand was shattered by the terrifying flame knife.

Zheng Jing, who stayed on the boat, widened his eyes, his jaw was about to fall, and his mind was thundering at the moment, and his mood was like watching an anti-thunder drama of tearing devils and fighting with grenades.

Nima: I'm really in the Ming Dynasty? Don't tell me what Qing army entered the customs back then, and what the Eight-Nation Coalition Army dealt with such gods! I'm definitely hallucinating, right?

But what happened next in front of Zheng Jing's eyes proved to him that it was not an illusion.

I saw a few figures on the small broken ship in front of me, which had been bombarded into wood by the Dutch's artillery, soared into the sky, and jumped on the Dutchman's big ship with a magical power comparable to Xiao Lin's sword's flight, and then there was a brilliant brilliance that can only be seen in online games, and the Dutch corpses on the boat fell into the sea like dumplings.

Zheng Jing understood that this was not a parallel plane of the Ming Dynasty at all! This is definitely the world of Journey to the West, this Zheng Zhilong and his group of people are clearly conjured up by Sun Dasheng and his monkey descendants of Huaguo Mountain!

Zheng Zhilong, who smashed the cannonball with a knife, did not fall, and his body turned into a meteor in the air like a Super Saiyan, and rushed towards the Dutch warship, in the air he once again waved a crescent-shaped knife qi, and a Dutch warship was instantly split by this sword qi in the position of the waist A huge gap.

Zheng Zhilong's younger brothers below witnessed the boss's brave performance, their morale was greatly boosted, and they ravaged the poor Dutch in front of them even harder, and after only one round of fighting, the Dutch were already on the verge of collapse and had no power to resist.

"The concentration of spiritual power in this world is dozens of times that of the earth! It's not just about the air and the environment. Xiao Lin held the sword in her hand and said with excitement, she could feel that even if she didn't deliberately exhale, there was spiritual power in the air that continued to drill into her body along the pores of her body.

This wonderful feeling suddenly made Xiao Lin a little uncontrollable, and she wanted to follow Zheng Zhilong's subordinates to go up and move her hands and feet, but was pulled by Zheng Jing.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Lin turned around and pouted unhappily and asked Zheng Jing, "Can't I go up and ask them for advice, how to cultivate?" ”

Zheng Jing shook his head slightly and said, "Look at it again, I feel that things are not so simple. ”

Xiao Lin pouted and was a little unconvinced, who knew that as soon as Zheng Jing's words fell, a sky-high fire rose on a Dutch battleship in the distance!

Then after a while, I saw Zheng Zhilong, who was still domineering just now, holding a scorched black arm and flying back with a disgraced face.