If you want to be a soldier, you can't be a soldier, Emperor Chongzhen has seen this kind of thing with his own eyes before he crosses, and he can't rank up with money.

But after the crossing, Emperor Chongzhen found that whatever he was eager to join the army was all fucking bullshit.

Don't expect the consciousness of the common people to be high, fighting a war will kill people.

And it's not just an ambush, just because the water and soil of the march on the road are not adapted, a group of people can be tossed to death, and when they reach the battlefield, a large number will be hacked to death - some are hacked to death by the enemy, and some are cut down by their own people who have violated military law.

There are also those who were hacked to death for no reason, in short, the risk of joining the army is very high.

Even Du Fu, who was very idle during the Tang Dynasty and was very busy in later generations, wrote poems and said this.

The grandmother and wife sent each other off, and the dust did not see the Xianyang Bridge. The clothes stopped crying, and the crying went straight to the sky.

You don't see, Qinghai head, no one has collected the white bones in ancient times. The new ghost is annoyed and the old ghost is crying, and the sky is cloudy and rainy, and the wet voice is chirping!

As long as you can roughly recognize a few words, you can basically sketch such a miserable picture in your mind.

Then, when he became a soldier and went on an expedition, 100,000 people went up, it is estimated that 20,000 or 30,000 people can go to the real knife to cut people and make military achievements.

Of course, if an army of one million is pressed down at one time and then spread out, it is estimated that there will be a chance for more than 100,000 people to cut people.

The rest is basically a soy sauce life, follow along, and then come back, and then you may die on the road if you are not careful.

The foot soldiers are like this, but in fact, the sailors' soldiers are not much stronger—a gust of wind from the sea will come, and a whole boatload of people may feed the fish.

After all, in ancient times, fighting this kind of thing was not like playing a game like red alert later, framing his little brother and then going over collectively A, and then leveling the other party.

But Emperor Chongzhen felt that he had to add a little confidence to his little brother to save his life, or the odds of winning - only when there were more younger brothers could he grab more territory, collect more taxes, and play more beauties.

Then Emperor Chongzhen found that he was not an engineering dog, he couldn't build an airplane, he couldn't build an aircraft carrier, and although his subordinates said that they already had engineering bulls like Xu Guangqi and Mo Hua, they couldn't count too much on these people for the transformation of warships.

Since there is no way to directly get on the aircraft carrier, submarine and helicopter, then strengthen the force value of your little brother from another aspect.

First of all, there should be more guns on a Fu ship, and as many guns as it can be loaded under the condition of ensuring safety and everything is normal, the ammunition belt is sufficient.

Lao Tzu didn't let his little brother play melee with you, so he hit you far away, and asked if you were afraid?

Unafraid?

It doesn't matter, the younger brothers still have firearms in their hands, knives, and various protective gear on their bodies, basically armed to the level of teeth, are you afraid?

If someone dares to say that he is not afraid, then Emperor Chongzhen has no choice but to let his little brother go directly to teach the other party to be a man.

Zheng Zhilong is like this now.

Relying on the fact that the ship on his side was big enough and the cannon was enough, Zheng Zhilong's original plan was not to completely kill Liu Xianglao, but to teach him a lesson, so that Liu Xianglao knew whose world was on the sea.

Originally, Zheng Zhilong felt that he and Liu Xianglao, the bastard, could be regarded as a righteous match, even if they parted ways, there was also a love affair.

But Liu Xianglao, this bastard, is really a bit of a bastard, taking advantage of his part-time passenger and freight business to Xinming Island, this grandson actually led the crowd to attack Haicheng, arrived at the floating palace at night, and Liang Zhaoyang of Haicheng Zhixian County sent Wu Zhaoxian and Yuan De to lead troops to resist.

Then Liu Xianglao relied on his tall ships, like a fortress, difficult for the officials and soldiers to attack, from night to dawn, ready to break his wrists with the officials and soldiers.

If it weren't for the sailors left behind by the South China Sea Fleet to rush to reinforce it, and the coastal defense of the Ming Dynasty in various places is still good, maybe this grandson can really make some moves.

Even so, Zheng Zhilong still didn't think about completely killing Liu Xianglao's bastard, only thinking about when he would dispose of the Western Hongyi barbarians and then make an appointment with Liu Xianglao again, and drive this guy to another place to mix up the ball.

Nanyang is so big, you have to stumble on the edge of Daming!

But Zheng Zhilong's idea was very good, but before he had time to communicate with Liu Xianglao, he first ushered in the cannonballs on Liu Xianglao's ship.

Then Zheng Zhilong felt that he had a good heart, but in exchange for Liu Xianglao's donkey liver and lungs, his feelings were seriously hurt.

Zheng Zhilong, who was emotionally injured, immediately went crazy, relying on the equipment that his boss, Emperor Chongzhen, had given to the fleet was good enough and hard enough, and directly shot back at Liu Xianglao's side.

You bastard betrayed the alliance, but you still want to blow up Lao Tzu? Is it tolerable or intolerable?

Zheng Zhilong, who had limited ink in his stomach, felt that he couldn't bear this breath, and if he wanted to have a good idea, he had to kill Liu Xianglao first.

Then Liu Xiang was tragic.

Liu Xiang originally thought that with his own strength and those big ships of Xiyi, even if he couldn't kill Zheng Zhilong, he wouldn't suffer too much loss.

As a result, Liu Xiang found that things were not quite what she imagined.

Zheng Zhilong's fortune boat is so fucking ferocious, there seems to be one or twenty cannons on each fortune ship firing in turn, one cannon after another, as if the cannonballs don't need money.

What made Liu Xiang feel desperate was that such an awesome fortune ship was not only one as a flagship, but there were twelve of them.

With this strength, how big of a head do you Zheng Yiguan have to run away to be a dog for the imperial court? It's enough to find a place to be the king and dominate yourself, bastard!

After the sound of Zheng Zhilong's artillery stopped, Liu Xiang was very tragic to find that the artillery salvo on his side had only just fired two rounds, and it did not hurt Zheng Zhilong's fleet at all - the range of Zheng Zhilong's fleet was farther than that of his own artillery!

What's even more tragic is that the Henans, who had originally said that they would fight the Ming army together, had already left the injured and unsailable warship behind, and ran back to Penghu Island first, intending to take advantage of the island's fortifications to defend to the death.

Coincidentally, the ship that Liu Xiang was on belonged to the more unlucky group, although it would not sink immediately, and it would not have the ability to sail at all, but if it was said that it could run faster than the lucky boat, Liu Xiang himself did not hold out this hope.

Liu Xiang wanted to cry, but Zheng Zhilong wanted to laugh.

Liu Xianglao, this bastard thing, Lao Tzu wants to capture him alive, and then ask him who dares his courage to shoot at Lao Tzu?

Since you want to capture Liu Xianglao alive, you have to take the boat and jump to the gang and then cut it down.

Receiving the signal from his eldest brother, Zheng Zhihu, who was unsettled, was very happy, turned the bow of the boat and headed towards the ship where Liu Xianglao was.

As for saying that the deputy on the ship reminded him that as a general, he should not take the lead in jumping into the gang, otherwise it would be a violation of military discipline, Zheng Zhihu said that he didn't care, it was a big deal to get some military sticks, and it was a serious matter to arrest Liu Xianglao's bastard thing first.

Zheng Zhihu, who was covered with some simple protection, directly took a steel knife in his mouth, held a rattan card, and jumped onto Liu Xiang's boat through the cable, and laughed: "Your tiger master is here, Liu Xiang is still not captured?!" ”

The kung fu of speaking did not delay Zheng Zhihu to cut people, two quarters of an hour was useless, and Liu Xiang's subordinates who dared to rush over had already been slashed and killed by Zheng Zhihu.

Liu Xiang, surrounded by the rest of his subordinates, had already begun to retreat gradually, and when he saw Zheng Zhilong getting closer and closer, he smiled bitterly: "I was righteous, but now I won't even be given a way to live?" ”

Zheng Zhihu laughed and said: "If you don't have a way out, it doesn't matter what your tiger master said, you have to ask the eldest brother."

However, for the sake of the righteousness, I don't embarrass you. As long as you wait here honestly, and wait to see the eldest brother later, I will naturally intercede for you, how about it? ”

Liu Xiang's face was even more bitter: "Then you must force me to die?" ”

Zheng Zhihu strode in the direction of Liu Xiang and said with a smile: "Why do you say that?" After all, if you are together, how can the eldest brother make it too difficult for you?

However, if you don't surrender again, don't blame me for being ruthless? ”

Seeing Zheng Zhihu getting closer and closer, the bitterness on Liu Xiang's face disappeared, and he sneered: "Since this is the case, then don't blame me for being ruthless!" ”

When Zheng Zhihu heard this, his heart suddenly stirred, and he was about to retreat. But before his body moved, he felt that his back had touched a fishing net.

Zheng Zhihu secretly complained in his heart, and said in his heart that my life is over!

Being entangled in fishing nets at sea basically means that he has become a lamb to the slaughter, as for steaming or braised it, it depends on Liu Xiang's mood.

Seeing that Zheng Zhihu didn't struggle much after being entangled in the fishing net, Liu Xiang smiled and said, "I'm likely to die here today, but with you Zheng Taoyuan by your side, it's not too much of a loss." ”

Zheng Zhihu ignored it, and he didn't even bother to struggle - he was entangled in a fishing net, and the more he struggled, the tighter he was tied, and there was no way to escape later.

Seeing that Zheng Zhihu ignored himself and didn't struggle, Liu Xiang glanced at his subordinates, and then said with a smile: "Let's take a ride first!" ”

Liu Xiang's words fell, and someone lifted Zheng Zhihu, tightened the fishing net that tied Zheng Zhihu, and threw it directly into the sea.

With the sound of falling water, coupled with the feeling that his ears and nose were pouring water into his head, Zheng Zhihu suddenly felt that he was really planted - damn, Lao Tzu was rampant all his life, but he was planted in the hands of Liu Xianglao, a bastard!

Liu Xiang saw that Zheng Zhihu was thrown into the sea, and when he was about to order people to prepare for the next fight, he felt a shock to the hull of the ship, and secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good - he didn't even have to think about it, this kind of shock would only occur when the ship was hooked by other ships.

Before Liu Xiang could think about it, a voice sounded in his ears: "Go and a few people go down to fish, and the rest will hack to death these bastards who have taken refuge in the barbarians!" ”

The voice is very good, but the words that come out are very disgusting, and the owner of this voice, Liu Xiang can also be regarded as knowing - Li Qizi's little girl!

After taking a few steps back, Liu Xiang looked at Li Qizi and sneered: "I can't imagine that Li Qizi, who is used to being alone, will also be a dog for the imperial court one day!" ”

Li Qizi's expression remained unchanged, and he regarded the fight between his subordinates and Liu Xiang's subordinates as nothing, but said coldly: "Are you planning to surrender?" Or die? ”

Liu Xiang said: "There is a dead Liu Xianglao, but there is no Liu Xianglao who surrendered!" ”

Li Qizi nodded, and wanted to draw a knife and step forward to hack Liu Xiang to death.

Liu Xiang shouted: "Slow! ”

Li Qizi said: "What's the matter? What other last words do you have to give? ”

Liu Xiang looked calm, as if it was not Li Qizi who came to kill him, but an old friend reminiscing, and said with a light smile: "Don't bother you Li Qizi to do it, Liu Xianglao will come by himself!" ”

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Li Qizi to speak again, Liu Xiang reversed the horizontal knife in his hand and wiped it towards his neck.

With the rapid influx of air into the blood vessels, and the body no longer able to obtain fresh air through normal breathing, Liu Xiang felt that his strength was rapidly draining.

The body that could no longer support it fell backwards on the deck, and streams of blood continued to gush out of his mouth, and the brilliance in his eyes quickly turned dull.

Liu Xiang is dead, and the rest of his subordinates are also dead or surrendered.

For the battle at sea, the dead are very simple, just throw them directly into the sea, and there will be sharks to clean up everything, and as for those who fall, they will tie their hands upside down and wait for the disposal of the army.

When Li Qizi was ordering someone to clean the deck, he heard the sound of water hula on the side of the ship, and Li Qizi remembered that Zheng Zhihu's idiot was thrown into the sea by Liu Xianglao's men just now.

After Li Qizi ran to the side of the boat, he saw several of his subordinates and a few divers holding a human-shaped fishing net there to ventilate.

By the time Zheng Zhihu who was tied to the fishing net was brought to the deck and the fishing net was cut, Zheng Zhihu was basically motionless.

In drowning first aid, no external call is to squeeze out the water in the chest and abdomen, and then press on the chest and abdomen to promote the recovery of respiratory function.

As for the artificial respiration gods, these pirates and officials of the Ming Dynasty expressed no interest, and they would rather die than let a rough man be rude to him.

But fortunately, Zheng Zhihu just fell into the water and someone went to save him, although it was said that some time was wasted, but it was also fate, and after coughing for a long time, Zheng Zhihu slowly came to his senses.

"Li Qizi?"

Zheng Zhihu, who was like a young tiger, looked very weak at this time, and he could no longer see his arrogant appearance on weekdays.

"It's my aunt. You were thrown into the sea by Liu Xiang's people just now. ”

Li Qizi is very beautiful and has a good voice, but the words he says make people feel so uncomfortable when they listen to it, just like Zheng Zhihu now.

Lao Tzu was thrown into the sea and didn't know it? Choke to death!

However, Zheng Zhihu was unhappy in his heart, but this life-saving grace was real, and he nodded immediately: "Thank you for saving your life, once you have a life in the future, you will do everything!" ”

Li Qizi's face is very beautiful, but his equally beautiful mouth is constantly spitting venom to hurt Zheng Zhihu: "Be careful next time, be thrown into the sea again, it's not so fatal every time!" ”