The Spanish ambassador Kefir and the French ambassador Quasimodo set off from Dengzhou in Shandong Province in early July and traveled south along the military route that carried military baggage in the rear. At first, the two of them were still quite arrogant in their treatment of the officials of the Ministry of Rites and local officials who accompanied them, and regarded themselves as messengers who "came from the civilized world and delivered the gospel of God", but since they saw the scale of the Han Field Army moving south and the war mobilization ability of the Han Empire, they unconsciously slowly put down their shelves, and the more they walked backwards, the more frightened they became, and after they reached the territory of Jiangsu, the arrogant 'kiss' that made people laugh disappeared unconsciously, and was replaced by careful words and deeds.

Although neither of the two ambassadors is a professional military talent, this kind of thing involving a country's national strength can still be seen at a glance. In contemporary Europe, a war that can mobilize more than 20,000 troops is an unprecedented war of annihilation, and it is enough to maintain the continuation of a war of this scale to make it difficult for a terrestrial power like France, and when I look at it in the East, I find that Europe is really ridiculously stingy.

The wars of the Orientals, in terms of soldiers, are often hundreds of thousands; When it comes to artillery, there are hundreds or even thousands of 'gates' at every turn; in terms of time, it can often take six months, several years, or even decades, regardless of the combat effectiveness of their armies, this national mobilization capability alone is enough to overwhelm the whole of Europe.

The two of them were especially glad in their hearts, fortunately, when they first came to China, their attitude was not too excessive, otherwise they would not be able to eat and walk around sooner or later. However, after seeing Chinese shocking national strength, they wondered why the natives of South Asia and the Indian subcontinent, who were also Orientals, could be so weak and deceitful?!!

Of course, these are their own cranky 'mess' thoughts, to be honest about what attitude they hold, the Han Empire ceremonial officials and the reception officials of the local post stations did not pay the slightest attention, you must know that over the years, the empire has opened up sea trade, and every year there are countless 'color' people who run away to North China to do business and work to earn a living, but where there are almost a few shops opened by red 'hairy' ghosts in slightly larger provinces, everyone has long seen no surprise, and in the eyes of most Chinese now, those so-called "European powers" It's not worth it, whatever attitude Kefir or Camosiddo have, if you like to lose your temper, just let him go, it's just Yelang's arrogance, anyway, no one is interested in looking at them more.

Since their identities were confirmed, the officials of the Ministry of Rites immediately sent a battalion of 500 guards to the Imperial Guard, as the guard of the foreign envoys, all the way south, until the outside of Yangzhou City was the guard corps that was transferred to the emperor.

By this time, Count Kefir, who was still scheming in his heart, had already made up his mind.

This time they went south, the ceremonial officials specially arranged the military's march route, which is called "special treatment", and secretly had already taken care of Ma Ying's Central Plains Corps to conduct military exercises along the road, and these nearly thousands of miles of road down, the two Western ambassadors along the road were to review the ocean-like iron cavalry, musketeers, and the artillery erected by Senran, although this little trick was well known to both of them, and they both knew that the Chinese were naked and "naked" threatening to intimidate and show off their force, but the taste in their hearts was really beyond words.

He didn't know what Quasimodo thought in his heart, but Kefir, as the Spanish ambassador who was currently at war with the Han Empire, was very clear in his heart, as far as he knew, in terms of the strength of the army, the so-called "megatron Europe" Spanish infantry phalanx, in front of these Han troops with complete arms, advanced equipment, and well-trained, it was as ridiculous as a family.

In fact, before leaving, King Carlos II of Spain had such an awareness, at that time, only 2,000 Han troops stirred up the people of the Iberian Peninsula to turn their horses, and they would go to the base camp of other people, but they really didn't know what kind of strong soldiers they would encounter. He earnestly warned the complacent Earl of Kefir that if the enemy was strong, he could make some necessary concessions if Spain's right to trade in East Asia was secured.

The current Spain is no longer the Spain that has thousands of sails and global hegemony, the invincible armada has been destroyed for decades, the kingdom has long since sunset, and now it can only rely on the little old books left by the heroic fathers, and it is just to scare and scare the indigenous people in the primitive state.

Once you encounter a real and tough emerging empire, that 'lustful' mask will immediately be torn off from your face, dripping with blood.

However, before he reached the ground, Kefir still hoped for that ten-thousandth fantasy in his heart, knowing that the news that had been circulating in Europe a few years ago was that the mysterious ancient kingdom of the East had gradually died, and that a band of savage and terrible Tatars were giving bloody and cruel rule over that continent.

He was even fantasizing that maybe the so-called "Great Han Expeditionary Force" that suddenly appeared out of 2,000 was the only surviving force of the ancient country that had perished, and it would disappear in the vast sea after a flash of "flowers".

The ruthless reality shattered the ridiculous cranky thoughts of His Excellency the Earl, and during this time, he often entered a certain trance, at the moment he was in Yangzhou City, but he didn't know where to think of it, and the rows of mighty 'upright' guards officers and soldiers in front of him rushed by like flowing water, and he really didn't know how to complete this foreign 'handover' mission.

The officials of the Han Empire's Ministry of Rites and Rites have always been famous for their "dead faces", and the expression on the face of a casual official who receives foreign guests often gives the visiting friends the illusion that they are seriously in debt. At this time, the two ambassadors had been waiting outside for two hours, and it was not until dinner was about to be eaten that they finally slowly shook out a ritual official who picked his teeth and raised his chin arrogantly: "Which is the Spanish fanzi?!" Come out, Your Majesty summons!! ”

Kefir didn't bother to protest anymore, and remembered that the first time this insulting 'sexual' remark that was extremely offensive to 'sexuality' and insulting the personality of the country and suspected of racial discrimination popped out of the mouth of the official of the Ministry of Rites, he also flew into a rage, and successively lodged solemn protests in the names of "Spain", "His Majesty the King", "the civilized world", and even "God", "Our Lady", "Jesus", "Holy Son", and so on, but all of them were ignored, and the pile of foreign "handover" officials of the Ministry of Rites seemed to have nothing to do Jiao's literacy, in short, how to call it or how to call it, will never give him any face.

Poor Lord Count, he was already completely overwhelmed from the momentum. He silently followed this large-scale official of the Ministry of Rites, passed through the heavy guard guards, underwent no less than three personal searches that insulted 'sex', and walked for nearly an hour in this seemingly endless oriental complex before finally arriving at the hall where His Majesty the Emperor of the Han Empire received foreign ambassadors.

To the surprise of Count Kefir, the imaginary scene of a group of well-armed soldiers and a group of cold-eyed ministers did not appear, and looking far towards the front of the hall, a young man with a short beard under his chin and a silk suit embroidered with strange snake patterns sat high on a large chair, and was now looking at him with a strange look.

The other party was lazy and seemed to be careless, and the Earl of Kefir was even keenly aware that the other party was actually wearing a pair of cotton slippers. But somehow, he couldn't help it, and there were three more points of timidity in his heart.

Secretly swallowing a large mouthful of saliva, he repeatedly admonished himself: be calm, you must be calm, you are now representing the glorious and great Spain. We must not allow these Orientals to insult the honor of the motherland.

Slowly stepping forward, he bowed slightly, stroked his chest with his right hand, knelt down on one knee, and said loudly in Dutch: "The Kingdom of Spain, under the protection of the Kingdom of Carlos, Holy Iberia, the Mediterranean, Central America......"

Before he could finish speaking, the official of the Ministry of Rites who was leading the way suddenly turned around, his eyes widened angrily, and he shouted: "So bold!" - Tianwei is in front, still not kneeling?! ”

The Earl of Kefir was stunned for a moment when this official of the Ministry of Rites spoke fluent Dutch, and then suddenly remembered the statements and admonitions of his compatriots and some European merchants when he was in Australia.

In a panic, he forced himself to calm down and said: "Your Majesty the Emperor of the Han Dynasty, this person in front of you is an official nobleman canonized by His Majesty the Kingdom of Spain, he knows all the etiquette of the civilized world, but he has never heard of any country in this world that would force a foreign envoy to kneel down on his knees in front of their monarch!" ”

He shook his arm, "Your Majesty, I beg your pardon for being rude, but I still have to say that what you have done is unjustified and inconsistent with the practice of foreign 'diplomacy', and I sincerely hope that you will retract this order that has caused an entire country to 'suffer' humiliation for no reason!" - He bowed again, "I firmly believe that you are famous and wise, thank you very much!" ”

The other party was full of love and heartfelt words, but Lin Feng yawned and nodded, "You are the Spanish envoy?!" ”

Wang Shirong on the side changed his color, "Your Majesty, this person is so rude......"

Lin Feng waved his hand, "Forget it, this will be a war with them, the so-called 'fighting' between the two countries, if you don't kill him, even if he doesn't kneel, we won't be able to kill him, so it's better to leave it at that?!! ”

Wang Shirong shook his head slowly, "Your Majesty's words are wrong, my Heavenly Dynasty has always established a country with etiquette and law to deter foreign lands, and its own people and ministers still have to kneel and worship when they see Your Majesty, but he is just a foreign slave, can't he?!" His expression became very serious, and he said seriously, "Could it be that in Your Majesty's opinion, these red 'hairy' fans are one level higher than the ministers of our Celestial Empire?!! ”

Lin Feng was taken aback, he really didn't expect this guy to throw out such a terrible theory. This big hat is really not light, even the emperor can't afford to wear it.

"Oh...... Makes sense, makes sense!! Lin Feng was a little embarrassed, picked up the teacup, covered up the past by drinking tea, and finally put on a humble posture, and exclaimed, "Actually, I was just joking just now - Ji Yun really won my heart!" ”

Turning his face to Count Xiangkefir, he changed his expression and asked coldly: "So, if we send an envoy to see Carlos II, we can also not salute?!" ”

Kefir said in surprise, "Of course not," he hurriedly denied, "Didn't Your Majesty see that I had already met you with the courtesy of a king?!"

"No, no!" Lin Feng waved his hand, "You are using the etiquette of a soldier to meet me - generally speaking, in the East, when friends meet, they have to kneel to each other, and only in the army, soldiers can use the etiquette of kneeling on one knee when they wear armor and robes!" He shook his head, "It seems that I am really a failure as an emperor, and in the eyes of you Spaniards, I am not even qualified to be your equal?!" ”

Speaking of this, he said suspiciously, "I'm really strange, did Carlos send you here to provoke me?!" ”

Kefir was dumbfounded, and he really didn't know how to refute these words for a moment. Regarding the so-called military etiquette and the like that Lin Feng said, he had really seen it many times along the way, and he really knew that it was not nonsense, but did he really kneel down and worship him?!

"Forget it, forget it!!" Lin Feng waved his hand magnificently, "I have always disliked embarrassing others, Kefeiqing, I heard that you are also a nobleman, so we won't embarrass you—as for whether this is kneeling on one knee or on both knees, we can't communicate for a while now, I don't think it's better to do this......" He smiled, "Why don't you take a boat back to Spain now, tell Brother Carlos what I mean, and after the two sides first understand this matter, you can come back by boat to discuss national affairs?!! ”

Count Kefir was discouraged.