After arranging the strategic deployment for the conquest of Korea, Wang Rui took the guard battalion and Pan Xuezhong and others to Xinghan by boat. There they will pick up Liu Yushu's artillery battalion and transfer to Yizhou together.

The soldiers of the Han Association Army on the shore of the Han Sea were transferred to Zhu Lei's command, and they would wait here for the army of the Dengzhou Army to go south and participate in the battle of "Forte Handong" together.

"Long live the loyal uncle!" When the big ship on the sea began to move, Li Genda in the crowd finally couldn't control the tears in his eyes and couldn't help shouting.

The officers in the ranks also seemed to have forgotten about the unlawful move. For they also shouted, "Long live the faithful!" ”

"Long live the loyal uncle!" The shouts of the soldiers soon converged into a terrifying wave, like a wave crashing against the shore rocks.

By the time the white sails disappeared below the sea level, the officers and men of the Han Association Army and the Dengzhou Army on the shore had already burst into tears.

For the first time, they cried like children for a person's departure. This person opened up another world in their lives and made them feel self-esteem and confidence! This man is their commander, their loyal uncle.

However, this scene is not visible to our Lord Wang Rui. He and Pan Xuezhong were standing on the deck of the flagship, and the two of them were silent looking at the blue sea.

However, Wang Rui's heart is like this Han Sea, tumbling in waves. He used to be an admirer of the long river of history, and now after a crossing, he has become a first-hand witness.

"Third brother, worried?" Pan Xuezhong glanced at Wang Rui and asked calmly.

"It's exciting! Now that the wolf smoke is everywhere, it is the time for you and my brother to show their talents! Wang Ruihao replied dryly.

"Haha! I admire the third brother for being like this. My Pan family's fleet can come in handy this time, right? Pan Xuezhong said with a smile.

"Of course, you have to bother the second brother! However, our navy can cope with the current sea transportation. Wang Rui responded.

"I'm still thinking about galloping with my third brother. I can't be left behind as a brother this time! Pan Xuezhong was a little disappointed and argued.

As a war maniac and colonialist with a strong personality, Pan Xuezhong has been eager to fight on the battlefield since Wang Rui awakened his Han complex.

"Second brother, rest assured! I've said it, I'm going to bother my second brother. The soldiers and horses did not move, and the grain and grass went first. The money and food for the war, please bother the second brother! Wang Rui arched his hand at Pan Xuezhong.

"Money?" Pan Xuezhong was a little confused. Isn't this something that should be discussed with Ma Ju and Pan Daqiu, who is in charge of local administration, after returning to Fushan Bay?

The current Pan family has indeed made a lot of money because it has undertaken the sales of all the products of Dengzhou Junfushan Bay in Jiangsu, Zhejiang and the south.

But if they were to take on a protracted war, it would be somewhat difficult. No matter how powerful the merchant is, can it be bigger than Dengzhou Town, the strongest military town in the Ming Dynasty?

However, Pan Xuezhong will not shirk, as long as the power of the Dengzhou Army grows bigger and bigger, it will be easy to earn back more money.

"No problem! There are no more brothers, and the money, food, and materials of millions of taels of silver can still be scraped together. Pan Xuezhong had enthusiasm in his eyes and gave Wang Rui a solid answer.

Of course, if you really want to call, you still have to go back to Ningbo to talk to Pan's father and a group of uncles and elders.

However, Pan Xuezhong is confident in this. Along the way, the Dengzhou Army has made everyone stunned with its lightning development and strong combat power.

As long as the Dengzhou Army, a strong army that looks down on the world, is still there, as long as the factories and workshops in Dengzhou are intact, it will only be a matter of half a year for the Pan family to earn back this million taels of silver.

Rich, capricious! Being able to come up with money, food, and materials to support the military operations of the Dengzhou Army, and to be more completely tied to Wang Rui is exactly what Pan Xuezhong can't ask for.

"Haha! The second brother's words, the younger brother listened to it, but his heart was happy. Being able to meet a few brothers is really a blessing for Zhengwu Sansheng! Wang Rui took Pan Xuezhong's hand, his eyes full of tears.

Although he has traveled for hundreds of years, he has returned to the backward end of the Ming Dynasty in his eyes. But in this era, there are no extra points in the college entrance examination, no *** cultists are rampant, and there are no foreigners running around, so why is it not the best era for Wang Rui?

Anything is possible, and the world is created by me! There are even brothers who are righteous and married to Jin Lan in life and death. Life is like this, what more can a husband ask for?

However, although the money and food for this operation cost the second brother to bother, it was not for the second brother to take it out of his own home. We have sharp muskets and cannons in hand, so why worry about not being able to raise money, food, and supplies? Wang Rui raised his hand and pointed to the distant east of the Han Sea, his eyes were fierce.

"What does the third brother mean to say, to rob the Japanese country? Haha, that's a good idea! Let's give it a North Korean to rob the Japanese country, and the Japanese to rob North Korea! Pan Xuezhong's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"But you'll have to hurry! After Zhu Lei completely defeated North Korea, he could not rob it. After the fight, it will be our Handong! Wang Rui said with a smile.

When Pan Xuezhong and Wang Rui were very chic and had a good conversation on the Han Sea, Ma Ju in Fushan Bay was entangled by the two old men Sun Yuanhua and Liu Zhilun.

"General Ma, when will Uncle Loyal see us? The military department's order and the emperor's decree have been passed down several times! It can't be passed on to Lord Wang anymore, and the old man can only die to thank the saint! Sun Yuanhua grabbed Ma Ju, and there were tears on his anxious face.

"Degao, the fleet that went to deliver the letter has been off for almost half a month, why hasn't there been any news at all?" Liu Zhilun is also very anxious.

"Don't worry, two adults! General Zhengdong just went to sea to fight the pirates, and he would be able to return to Fushan Bay in a few days. Ma Ju pretended to be calm and explained.

However, deep down he was a little flustered. In the Fushan Bay office, there is a large map of the area of Handong, the Yellow Sea, the East China Sea, and the Wa Kingdom.

Therefore, Ma Ju knew that it would not take much time to get from Fushan Bay to Handong. According to common sense, Wang Rui's news should have been transmitted back a long time ago.

According to the agreement between Pan Xuezhong and Ma Ju before departure, after seeing Wang Rui, he immediately sent someone back to report the news. Counting this time, seven or eight days at most is enough.

"Master Ma, this Liaohai is turbulent and unpredictable, if Uncle Loyal has not returned for half a month, things may change!" Liu Zhilun was really worried.

Lao Liu is a native of Yibin, Sichuan, and grew up inland. Although he had also taken a boat on the Yangtze River, the feeling of seasickness and vomiting was about to vomit still made him uncomfortable to think about.

He remembered that this Wang Rui had been floating on the sea for more than half a month, and muttered in his heart that this guy should not be buried in the belly of the fish, right?

If Wang Rui is missing, where will this huge Dengzhou town go? As soon as the words came out, Liu Zhilun scared himself a lot!