Santos and the others were escorted by a group of cavalry, along the road, through one Chinese village after another, many of which originally belonged to his master, and at sunset they finally reached a pier. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 There are a couple of modest fortune boats on the Info pier. Recently, Zheng Zhilong's old brothers began to gradually withdraw from the army, and Zheng Zhilong, who has money in his hands, is also bold to these old brothers, so they have also got a lot of money according to their rank. Some of these people bought land in Fujian and became landlords, but many of them opened their eyes when they were maritime merchants, and they no longer looked down on the little money earned by the local owners, so they continued to rely on the Zheng family to become maritime merchants, and some people simply set up various factories in Taiwan, such as Li Guozhu, who bought a large area of mountains and forests in Taiwan and opened a forest farm; A shipyard was also invested. There are also many people like Li Guozhu who have invested in factories, and there are two more shipyards in Taiwan, of course, because of the lack of enough technicians, his shipyard is not able to build warships, but it is still no problem to build Fu ships. Later, because they wanted to concentrate on building more profitable warships, Lawrence and Fabio both transferred some of their orders for civilian ships to other shipyards, and Li Guozhu's shipyard received some subcontracted orders from Lawrence. Along with the order, there are also some related technologies.

With the addition of new and more efficient civilian vessels, the Zheng family's merchant fleet began to resell some of the older or smaller ships to others, so the bosses on Luzon were able to buy a lot of lucky ships at lower prices.

Santos and the others were driven into a large wooden hut by the dock, and the whole village of more than 400 people was crammed in, and then the gate slammed shut, and then the sound of locks was heard outside.

"Village chief, what should we do, will they kill us? Just like we killed them back then? Those fierce and vicious Chinese are no longer in front of them, and some people can't help but ask.

"No, it won't." Santos shook his head and said, "They're going to kill us, they're going to kill us in the morning, and they don't have to bother to bring us here." ”

"But the village chief......" said someone in a trembling voice, "I heard you say that they would peel off our skins to make boots......

"Yes, yes......" More people let out fearful voices, and some of the women began to cry.

This rumor came from the owner of Santos, the chief of the tribe. This kind of rumor can be spread by everyone, of course, the purpose is to make his subordinates honestly fight with those Chinese to the end. This kind of rumor can be so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and Santos has also played a big role.

"Village chief, in a few moments, it will be dark." Someone said, "When it gets dark, we'll see if we can get out." ”

"How do you get out? The walls of this house are made of whole logs, half buried in the ground, I don't know how strong, and the roof above is also nailed with logs, which is also very tight. We can't make too much of a movement. How to get out? Unless...... Unless......" Santos stopped suddenly.

"Village Chief, unless what?"

"Don't talk yet, look at the ground, let's see if we can dig a hole out." Santos said suddenly.

Santos huddled over the edge of a log wall and lowered his head to observe the ground beneath the wall. This large wooden house was built temporarily, so the ground is not a dry and solid ground made of rammed lime soil, but just ordinary earth. Although the Chinese also roughly flattened the ground, such ground is not impossible to dig up.

"Who's got something sturdy?" Santos asked in a low voice, "Let's see if we can dig up the ground." ”

But all the people were silent, because they had been searched once before they were escorted over, and they had no tools on them.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Santos squatted down and tried to dig directly with his hands. After all, the ground is compacted, and it is still difficult to dig with only your fingers.

"If only there was water to pour it on...... Water ......," Santos thought, a spark flashing in his head, and he jerked to his feet.

"Which of you is going to pee?" Santos asked.

None of them responded, apparently, they didn't know what Santos meant by asking.

Santos didn't bother to explain to them, and he first poured a soak of urine into the corner. It's a pity that he had already soaked a soak of urine on the road just now, and of course the amount of urine was very insufficient, and only a small area was wet.

Santos watched as the urine seeped into the ground, then crouched down and dug with his hands. This time, the excavation was much faster. Soon Santos dug a small pit, only by this time, the soil underneath had hardened again.

"Who else has it? Come on! Santos stood up and whispered.

"I, I'll come." A young man next to him whispered in response, and also poured a soak of urine into the small pit that Santos had just dug. More people also gathered around.

With this method, coupled with everyone working together, the speed of digging the pit is much faster. Then they dug up some flake stones in the ground, and with these "tools", they were naturally more efficient. Although they later encountered the problem of not having enough urine, the more they dug underneath, the wetter the ground became, and they no longer had to pee.

Probably to fight a possible typhoon, the Chinese buried the logs very deep, and as they dug deeper, fewer people could help dig together, so although they dug smoothly, it was not until the second half of the night that they finally dug a hole.

Santos cautiously peeked out of the hole, it was pitch black outside, and he couldn't see anything. Santos paused sideways, and there was no sound around. So he carefully crawled out of the hole, then turned, bent down, and pulled another native out of the hole.

But at this moment, there was a sudden barking of dogs nearby, and then a human voice sounded. Santos didn't care about the others, turned around and ran in the direction of the sea.

At this time, there were already lanterns around, and someone threw a torch at it, and it landed next to the hole that Santos had dug out, and a native was trying to climb out of the hole, and he was immediately illuminated by the torch, and immediately a gunshot rang out, and the native was shot several times, and died on the spot.

But Santos couldn't care about the poor fellow, he himself was being chased by several dogs, the native he had just pulled out of the hole, had been pounced on by two dogs, and the other two dogs had already chased after him, and he could even hear the panting of the two dogs, but fortunately the sea was close at hand.