The Venetian personality is very xenophobic. They are like hyenas congested in their troughs, and if an outsider breaks in, they will eat it all.

Francisco Foscarini roared hoarsely at the meeting of the nobles, and the underground nobles certainly responded with their lives! It's time to fight to the death! Since the Third Chioggia War, the Venetians have not been in a worse situation than this!

The Han Chinese occupied the upper reaches of trade in the Black Sea, and the Venetians were forced to go downstream to grab food; In the Aegean Sea, due to a moment of negligence, the Peloponnese and the principality of Assipellago were actually lost to the Han Chinese! Without Colony, how can they go through sea trade? If the Principality of Ashiperago is lost, will it not lose the guarantee of dominating the Aegean Sea?

What else? With the island of Chios snatched from the ******? Or Negroponte?

How to do business in the future?

It's enduring, but what the hell do you mean by wanting to meddle in the Mamluk business? Damn, that's the lifeblood of the Venetians! Why do Venetians put 1.5 million gold ducats into the treasury a year? Because of his mother's Mamluks, the entire great dynasty was controlled by the Venetians!

You just squeezed into the market of the Hafs dynasty, and you still want to grab it from us? Damn, are you going to dig up my ancestral grave?

This is the current state of Venice. The whole city crowded in front of the Golden Palace in a frenzy. Banks are frantic and shipping, dockyards are working, and armies are traveling.

"A declaration of war?" Suddenly someone asked Francisco.

"Heretics! Not as good as pigs and dogs! ....... Hit directly! Francisco said.

.......

Conrado was so anxious in Cagliari (the capital of Sardinia) that he lost a handful of his hair and was constipated for two hours. He repeatedly wrote letters to the ****** authorities to prove that he had no deep relationship with the Great Khan, but this was obviously useless.

“******。 I'm not the one in charge of the Hafsian trade! What does Nima use me as a punching bag? Marjan of Cho Nyima! Blame me if I can't make the money myself? I blame you for scolding next door! .......”

In the room, Conrador scolded the letter on the table as if he had seen an enemy.

This is the letter from the ****** authorities asking Conrado to go back and explain. Conrador knew that if he went back, he would be doomed.

How?

Conrad's heart was constantly pounding. Do you want to go to the king of Aragon? Or go back to the Black Sea to find Qin Cang for a career?

He will never go back ****** this! Who knows if he will go to prison and die in prison immediately after he goes back?

Marian, who was in charge of the Hafsian trade, falsely accused Conrado of doing things behind the scenes, and Conrado certainly had to defend himself. But Conrador himself knew that he had no argument! Syracuse was a Han Chinese colony established under his auspices. Malta and other islands are also vouched for by him.

The trade volume of Sardinia, Sicily and Naples has increased by 170% compared to last year! But who knew that the Han people squeezed into the market of the Hafs dynasty! The ****** authorities, of course, pay more attention to Hafs than Sicily!

Without him, that ghost place sends gold mines every year! How can you mint coins without a gold mine? If you can't mint coins, how can you control the market in the Western Mediterranean? You must know that coinage is equivalent to scraping the ground, and every coin is a treasure to make money. What's more, commodities and money are moving in equilibrium. Commodities are rising every year, but gold coins are getting less and less, and such a market will die a miserable death.

A hundred years later, Spain died in the opposite way.

"After all, it's the fool Marian who put his bad situation on my head! Hum! Conrado sat in his chair and couldn't help but feel a pain, hemorrhoids were committed!

"What then?" The merchant who was with him asked bitterly.

"What else can I do? I am not a lamb to the slaughter! Conraddo gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not going back!" If they do something for me, they're going to arrest me themselves! If I get into trouble again, I'll just go to the Aragonese or the Han! They wait! ”

Within a few days of such a day, Conrado received news of the Venetians' undeclared war.

"..... Finally relieved. ”

Sure enough, the authorities did not say anything more. Now sitting on the hill and watching the tiger fight, the ****** people reject the Fourth Kioggia War.

It didn't take long for Marian to be replaced, and Conrador was unharmed.

.......

"Speaking of which, I don't think this place is good. It's just too fake. ”

Wang Chang and his entourage strolled through the Venetian concession. It has long since been transformed into a building in the Northern Italian style. In fact, Constantinople at this time claimed to be the capital of the world, and it was also learning from northern Italy. The whole castle, except for the Han Chinese area in the port of Sofia, is basically in this Italian style.

The patrol soldier on his horse drew his sword and musket.

"Go ahead. My man is invincible in the world! How can the clown be allowed to be an eyesore here? Wang Chang waved his hand, and the cavalry and infantry of the brigade rushed into the gathering area of the Venetians in a neat manner!

"Bang bang bang!"

The muskets were quickly fired. The Venetian gathered volunteers were not scattered.

Wang Chang stood at the intersection and watched the plate armored infantry with a large square shield kicking the door one by one to clean up. The cavalry, on the other hand, maintained order in the streets.

The men were very brave.

They advanced step by step against the volley of muskets, and finally died on the way. Not a single person escaped.

Wang Chang walked further, and there were already countless corpses.

“****！”

Boom! Two people, a woman and a child, fell from the eaves next door.

"Steward!" The infantryman upstairs lifted his mask and whispered.

"Can't clean up your hands and feet?" Wang Chang dropped a sentence, "Go to the doctor yourself to wrap your hands." ”

The infantryman withdrew with his shield on his back.

The Venetians are special. They are stubborn. They have extreme self-preparation, and extreme self-preparation brings extreme self-confidence. It's a bit like Koreans. But Koreans bully the weak and fear the hard, and they have been fighting wars for thousands of years and are rubbish, while the Venetians are different. Venetians can die for their property and their fellows' careers.

Die cleanly.

Wang Chang arrived at the dock. There was silence on the Golden Horn.

Countless Venetian corpses float across the river.

Not to mention revenge, there is revenge, there is revenge, this is the Venetian himself sent to death, died at gunpoint.

Outside the Golden Horn, artillery roared. The giant ship tens of meters high sank the Venetian ships in the Golden Horn with angry cannon fire.

There was a sea of corpses on the dock, but Wang Chang was still laughing.

"Mr. Wang?" Chen Jia got off the boat.

"Eunuch Chen, I heard that you have appreciated? Privy Counsellor of the Navy? Chen Hanlin's old face is not good-looking! ”