Zheng Zhilong originally planned to let go of a hole so that Sanchez and the others could run back to the Francophone smoothly.

After arriving at the Lang Lang plane, the South China Sea Fleet, which came with the fleet of Sanchez and others, could take advantage of the situation and start attacking the Lang Lang plane.

However, in the absence of satellite positioning and other means, the difficulty of tracking a fleet on the surface of the sea is completely different from tracking a cavalry on land.

Tracking an army on land actually requires nothing more than time and patience, as well as enough tracking skills.

But when it's time at sea, time and patience and all sorts of things like that get a little ridiculous.

There will be no traces left on the sea for those who come after you, and if you miss it, you will miss it, and the hope of finding the traces of the tracking target is basically zero.

When Zheng Zhilong found out that those Francophone barbarians were speeding up, he knew that he was going to suffer, but there were few good things in pairs, and there were many bad things.

An inexplicable storm directly caused Zheng Zhilong's fleet to lose its traces of those Spanish fleets.

When the storm passed, Zheng Zhilong sadly found that not only did he lose his target, but he didn't even know where he ran - this broken place was hot to death, and it was actually the same whether he wore clothes or not, as long as he appeared in the sun, he was a body of oil.

Zheng Zhilong didn't want to take his horses to dry fish together, so the top priority was to find a place to avoid the sun.

Then Zheng Zhilong discovered one thing.

The horses he brought with him this time were all good at cutting people at sea, and as for the good hands at cutting people on land, those guys from the Southern Imperial Forest Army were still left in Luzon to clear the remnants of the Franco-machine barbarians and natives.

Zheng Zhihu didn't care too much about this: "What can those guys who didn't bring the Southern Imperial Forest Army with?" Our brothers are heroes at sea, and they are heroes on land! ”

Zheng Zhifeng glared at Zheng Zhihu: "Who is there on this land?" Barbarian? Or a savage? Are there any jackals, tigers and leopards? Is there anything we don't know exists?

Landing rashly, I'm afraid that I won't know how to die when the time comes! Now that we have deviated from course, we should be careful! ”

Zheng Zhihu snorted coldly: "Afraid of an egg? Our brothers have firearms in their hands, as well as knives and guns, and the jackals, tigers and leopards are just a dish when they come to our brothers? ”

After finishing speaking, Zheng Zhihu licked his lips even more: "There are not many tigers and leopards in our Ming Dynasty, and it is not easy to eat them."

If there are too many jackals, tigers and leopards in this place, it is just right for our brothers to fight tooth sacrifices! ”

Zheng Zhilong waved his hand, stopped Zheng Zhifeng, who was still about to say something, and ordered, "Stop arguing."

Regardless of the dangers on the shore, we still have to see how this land goes.

If this is the same place as Xinming Island, then it is time for our brothers to become officials! ”

Zheng Zhihu glanced at Zheng Zhifeng, and arched his hand to Zheng Zhilong: "Big brother, or should I take some brothers ashore to see the situation?" ”

Zheng Zhilong glared at Zheng Zhihu and shouted, "Just your brain? Shall you take the brothers to the ditch? ”

After training Zheng Zhihu, Zheng Zhilong continued: "Old Five, you bring an interpreter and follow your second brother ashore to see the situation."

If there are natives, see if you can communicate with them, if you can't, you can do it yourself! ”

Zheng Zhifeng arched his hand towards Zheng Zhilong, and then ordered the horses together with Zheng Zhihu, and brought a full set of equipment to prepare to land.

After the group walked for a long time, Zheng Zhihu shook the shriveled water bag and snorted: "Damn, this shitty place can simply heat a dog to death!" ”

Zheng Zhifeng reluctantly handed his water bag to Zheng Zhihu: "Second brother, you can save a little, we brothers will have such a little water left, if you drink it all, our brothers can only be thirsty." ”

Zheng Zhihu turned his head to look at the water bags that were also close to shriveling up the other soldiers, pouted and said, "You better keep it for yourself, I'm not thirsty now!" ”

While he was talking, a crisp sound came from under his feet that made Zheng Zhihu and the others stop.

After kicking the surrounding grass with his foot, Zheng Zhihu picked up a piece of white bone from the ground, and was stunned after holding it in his hand.

After looking at it carefully for a long time, Zheng Zhihu handed the white bones to Zheng Zhifeng, and then laughed wildly: "It's not a desert island!" There are people on this island! ”

After Zheng Zhifeng repeatedly confirmed that the white bone was an adult's leg bone, he also laughed wildly: "As long as there are people, they are not afraid of no water and no food!" ”

The other soldiers who were sweating in the sun and no longer had much energy were also refreshed when they heard this.

The big guy is not worried about people on this island, but about the fact that this place is a desert island.

If it's a desert island, it's a big problem where to find food, not to mention the water that everyone can't live without.

As for the people on the island, none of the people present were worried.

From Ryukyu to Luzon, the numerous victories along the way convinced the soldiers of the South China Sea Fleet that there was no one at sea who could fight except for their own people.

Even those so-called barbarians who can cross the sea are the same - long before the barbarians, Zheng and Zheng Gonggong have been to the Western Ocean seven times, and they haven't touched any barbarians who can fight?

But out of prudence, Zheng Zhifeng still arranged for the soldiers to line up in a standard marching formation - in front of them were a dozen scouts released from a distance, then shieldbearers with large shields, then pikemen, and then firecrackers.

For this standard marching formation, Zheng Zhifeng was sure enough that he would retreat as long as he didn't touch the enemy more than ten times his own.

After moving forward for several miles, Zheng Zhifeng was even more overjoyed by the news that the scout had reported - the natives had indeed been found in front of him.

To be exact, it is not too appropriate to call it a native person, and it is more appropriate to call it a wild man or a Kunlun minion!

After listening to the scout's report, Zheng Zhifeng turned his head and glanced at Zheng Zhihu: "Second brother, now it's time for our brothers to be promoted and make a fortune!" If this place is full of Kunlun slaves, not to mention how much silver those Kunlun slaves can sell, just the work of expanding the land is enough for our brothers to pay homage to the generals! ”

When Zheng Zhihu heard this, both eyes began to glow: "Then what are you waiting for?" first caught the barbarians for silver, and then brought the brothers over to grab the land! ”

Zheng Zhifeng stopped Zheng Zhihu's behavior: "Don't be in a hurry, take the brothers over to see what the situation is, and then see if you can get out the information about the water source!" ”

What makes Zheng Zhifeng sad is that the Kunlun slaves on this big island are not friendly, or they are hostile to all strangers - after being captured by the Franco-barbarians so many people, the Kunlun slaves directly think that outsiders do not have a good thing.

What's more, the equipment of these people who appeared now is obviously better than those red-haired and blue-eyed guys who appeared before!

After Zheng Zhifeng came to the front of the formation, the Kunlun slaves on the opposite side had already lined up their formations, holding a mess of sticks that could be called weapons in their hands, and they were screaming something.

After plucking out his ears and listening carefully for a long time, Zheng Zhifeng regretted that he didn't understand what the Kunlun slave on the other side was calling at all.

Poked the interpreter beside him with his hand, Zheng Zhifeng squinted his eyes and said, "What is the Kunlun slave on the other side calling the ghost?" ”

After listening to it for a long time, the interpreter said helplessly to Zheng Zhifeng: "Lord Qiyu, I can't understand what they are calling ghosts. ”

Zheng Zhifeng sneered: "Translation, I can't even understand the words of a few natives, which one do you say you can translate?" ”

When the interpreter heard this, his face turned red and said: "Just because you can understand the language of those Franco-barbarians doesn't mean that you know all languages!"

Besides, although I can't understand what the barbarians on the other side are calling, they obviously don't intend to communicate with us in a friendly way? ”

Zheng Zhifeng snorted and said, "Nonsense! I can tell that these brutes have bad intentions. Go, test it in Franc and see if these barbarians can understand? ”

The interpreter didn't pay attention to Zheng Zhifeng's ridicule at all.

In fact, the whole fleet is like this, scolding does not necessarily mean being unfriendly to you, and praising you does not necessarily mean recognition of you.

While the interpreter was walking in front of the formation, Zheng Zhihu said to Zheng Zhifeng: "What should I do for a while?" Don't just kill them? ”

Zheng Zhifeng shook his head and said: "Let's take a look at the situation first, the best way is actually to take out the set of Xinming Island and use it." ”

Zheng Zhihu was stunned and said: "The set of Xinming Island? ”

Zheng Zhifeng smiled: "That's right." Find a place to dig a pit, then throw some rubbish into it, then bury the stone monument and dig it out.

After this set of methods, who can say that this is not my Ming territory? If so, let him talk to the firebolt in our hands! ”

Although Zheng Zhihu thought that his brain was not as good as Zheng Zhifeng's, he still retorted: "Nonsense! The barbarians of Xinming Island are not too much different from us, and it is okay to say that they are descendants of Yin Shang.

But these Kunlun slaves in front of you, you see, they are all the same as those dug out of the coal pile, what do you say? ”

Zheng Zhifeng chuckled and said, "Kunlun slave! Second brother, if there are Kunlun slaves here, it must be the land of Kunlun.

And when we come here, we will go west through Luzon, and this place will be West Kunlun.

West Kunlun, the land of the West Queen Mother Tang Mu, has been my land of China since ancient times, if you say that this place is not owned by my Ming Dynasty, do you believe it? ”

Zheng Zhihu was stunned when he heard this-although he had long known that none of these guys who had read books had any good things, but his fifth child was too good at nonsense!

But Zheng Zhifeng immediately came up with evidence that was not a myth: "Sima Yu, the king of Langya, had three sons when he was young, but none of them survived.

Later, beauties were recruited into the palace but nothing came out, until a Xiangshi discovered Li Lingrong.

It was recorded in the Book of Jin that Li Lingrong was "long and black, and the palace people called him Kunlun slave."

Look at these barbarians in front of you, which one is not Kunlun slave? My maiden home of the Queen Mother of the Central Plains, how is it not my Central Plains? ”

Li Lingrong or something, Zheng Zhihu didn't know anything about it, and he wasn't interested, and he was even less interested in the women in front of him.

The black ones are dying of death, they can't be turned out of the coal pile, and there is not a single strand on their chests, which is extremely immoral!

For such a woman, Zheng Zhihu didn't even feel a little stiff to show respect!

The emperor of the Sima family is quite heavy-minded?

After this thought flashed through his mind, Zheng Zhihu shook his head and drove this ridiculous thought out of his mind.

But no matter what, Lao Wu's ability to brag nonsense is really high enough, and this land of West Kunlun is said by him like this, even if someone wants to admit that it is the land of the Ming Dynasty, it will not be!

Zheng Zhihu's mind was spinning with these messy thoughts, and the interpreter who came out of the battle also shouted Zheng Zhifeng's words in Francophone: "I just want to find some water to drink, and there is no malice!" ”

The interpreter saw that the barbarians on the other side looked at each other, thinking that these Kunlun slaves understood Franco's words, and were about to say a few more words, but he was greeted by overwhelming javelins.

With the "Mom! With a scream, the interpreter had already crawled back behind the shield.

The shield-bearers, however, raised their shields unhurriedly and stopped all the javelins.

With a crackling thought, the javelins thrown against the shield eventually fell to the ground weakly.

As the shield-bearers dropped their shields to the ground, the pikemen also clubbed their long guns on the ground, the tips of their guns stretched out, and the upper part of the guns was propped up on the shields, and the musketeers behind the pikemen began to shoot directly in the standard training form.

But to everyone's surprise, the Kunlun slaves on the opposite side had already scattered and fled after throwing the javelins, and the projectiles shot by the musketeers did not hit these Kunlun slaves at all!

Zheng Zhihu's face was already dark: "Fuck! How many rounds of ammunition have you played to get to this level? I didn't even hit a few Kunlun slaves! It's all fucking hard practice when I go back! Practice! ”

After scolding, the self-angry Zheng Zhihu added: "Look at Lao Tzu if you don't practice to death!" ”

Zheng Zhifeng stopped the angry Zheng Zhihu and said with a smile: "Second brother is angry, no one thought that these Kunlun slaves were actually so virtuous!"

However, these Kunlun slaves are better in this way, which is convenient for our actions in the future.

Without further ado, gather some food and water, and then we'll go back and send someone to find the broken bricks and tiles on the ship. ”

Zheng Zhihu snorted, but he was also a little helpless - these Kunlun slaves ran fast enough, and in the blink of an eye, they couldn't find anyone, and there was no other good way to do it except according to Zheng Zhifeng's words.

Zheng Zhilong, who received the return, was also confused.

This found Kunlunnu's nest? The fertility of the land is not bad?

After thinking about it, Zheng Zhilong also set his eyes on Zheng Zhifeng: "Old Five, you have the most ghost ideas, what should you do with the rest of the things?" ”

PS: It's still a change today, and I'll start making up for it tomorrow.