After all, Smith is not thick enough to be shameless.

Eating other people's, using other people's, and taking other people's silver, now that people are going to use him, he wants to run, and he is naturally a little embarrassed in his heart.

Now that Zheng Zhilong is so generous, he naturally has to give face.

Zheng Zhilong asked people to bring the food and drinks, and the father and son and Smith were staggered in the room.

Zheng Zhilong deliberately persuaded him to drink, but Smith felt ashamed, and basically did not refuse to come. Before they knew it, they both drank too much, and Smith was lying on the table, and his mouth began to hum a folk song from his hometown.

Zheng Zhilong was also drunk and hazy, leaning on the back of the chair and looking unconscious.

Zheng Sen is a junior, so he naturally does the errand of pouring wine and serving on the side.

At this time, seeing that Smith had drunk too much, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he gently pushed Smith and called: "General Smith, General Smith ......"

Smith responded with a mess of his mouth, and after a while he fell asleep and snored.

"General Smith, wake up, wake up, there's quite a bit of this wine." Zheng Sen pushed again, but Smith still fell asleep and didn't react at all.

Zheng Sen stopped his hand and gently stabbed his father Zheng Zhilong with his hand, Zheng Zhilong's originally hazy drunken eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes were clear, where was there still a little drunk.

Zheng Sen nodded to his father, Zheng Zhilong pushed Smith again, and said deliberately vaguely: "Get up and drink, keep drinking......"

Smith was still asleep, still unresponsive.

Zheng Zhilong smiled slightly, and turned back into a drunken and hazy appearance.

"Hey, Steven, General Smith has drunk too much, you can help him to rest." Zheng Sen got up and went outside to call Smith's orderly Steven.

Steven pushed Smith in the past, and found that he had indeed drunk too much, and said with a frown: "The general rarely drinks, but today he was drunk." Zheng, your father seems to be drunk as well. ”

Zheng Sen shrugged like an Englishman and said, "Yes, I have to help my father go back." General Smith will be in your care. ”

Steven shrugged, "Of course that's my errand." But thank you for bringing the wine and meat, it's delicious, I haven't tasted it for a long time, I wish I could eat it often. ”

Zheng Sen smiled mysteriously and said, "You're welcome, we always have to be generous to our friends who are about to leave." ”

Steven didn't understand the other meaning of the sentence, smiled and muttered as he helped Smith to the inner room.

Zheng Sen stumbled out with the "drunk" Zheng Zhilong, his eyes seemed to look around casually, and he whispered: "Smith is indeed drunk." When are we going to do it? ”

In winter, it gets dark early, and it's already dusk, and the weather has been gloomy for the past few days, so it's darker earlier.

"Don't worry, wait until it's completely dark." Zheng Zhilong still closed his eyes and said in a low voice.

Zheng Sen stopped talking, and walked towards the camp gate with his "drunk" father in his arms, and the British soldiers on duty at the gate looked at them with a kind smile.

Although they didn't drink alcohol because they were on duty, they also ate the dishes, and the Zhongzhou food made them very obsessed, so they had a better impression of Zheng's father and son.

Zheng Sen greeted them, helped Zheng Zhilong out of the camp gate, and boarded a carriage parked outside the door.

The carriage started and slowly walked down the mountain.

The British camp was built on a low hill with a prominent terrain, which was easy to defend and difficult to attack. Because there is too much rain in the southeast region, it is built on a high altitude to effectively prevent flooding.

However, there are both advantages and disadvantages, although this low mountain is low, the only way down the mountain is the road in front of the mountain.

Behind the mountain is a steep cliff, and below the cliff is a river.

As soon as Zheng Zhilong got into the car, he immediately sat up, and his eyes were clear.

"Sen'er, you should understand by now. The British are simply unreliable. As the saying goes, those who are not of my race will have different hearts. No matter how strong an external force is, it is also an external force, which can only be relied upon, but cannot be regarded as dependent. If you want to be really strong, you have to rely on yourself. ”

Zheng Zhilong looked at his son and said in a deep voice.

Zheng Sen nodded silently, he did have a strong illusion about the British before, thinking that the British would help them train into a powerful and elite firearms unit, and would sell them their sophisticated weapons.

With the sophisticated firearms of the British, and with a powerful firearms unit trained by the British, their Zheng family really has the strength to compete in the world.

Then why was Jiang Chuan able to rise from outside the Guan, destroy the Manchu Qing Dynasty, enter the capital, seize power, and defeat Li Zicheng, didn't it rely on the firearms that were better than others?

If our Zheng family also has these, we will have the strength to compete with him.

But all kinds of facts in the past six months have proved their naivety and naivety, the British are really unreliable, and their willingness to help the Zheng family is also out of their own ambitions.

The most slap in the face is that at the moment, when their Zheng family suffered the worst crisis in history, the British, whom they regarded as allies, wanted to run away, which undoubtedly slapped him Zheng Sen in the face.

Fortunately, his father's mind was still quite clear.

Zheng Sen grabbed the British high military hat he was wearing on his head and threw it in the carriage, bowed his head and said sincerely: "Father, I know that I am wrong. If our Zheng family can survive this crisis this time, the child will definitely concentrate on precipitation and will not let you down again. ”

Zheng Zhilong nodded with satisfaction and said, "It's good that you can understand." But he lamented in his heart, if the Zheng family couldn't simply hand over everything in his hands this time, I am afraid that he would not even be able to save his life, let alone others.

Although the one in the capital is young, his wrists are very tough.

The father and son stopped talking, and the carriage rattled slowly down the mountain.

Soon at the foot of the hill, the carriage stopped, and the coachman looked around, and put his fingers in his mouth to make a crisp whistle, three long and two short.

Soon, many figures emerged from the woods on both sides, and one of them was Yao Dahai.

Zheng Zhilong walked out of the carriage and said to Yao Dahai, "Are you all ready?" ”

Yao Dahai said in a low voice: "Boss Zheng, don't worry." We want to avenge Boss Pi, everything is very well prepared. More than 100 barrels of tung oil alone were prepared, and everything else was also prepared. How's it going over there? ”

Zheng Zhilong nodded and said, "That's good, the British have been drunk by me, although there are still a small number of sentinels, it shouldn't affect the big thing." Wait until it gets completely dark, and then you act. I'll send someone to pick you up. ”

Yao Dahai listened, nodded heavily, turned his head and shouted in a low voice to the crowd behind him: "Brothers, you heard it, let's act when it gets dark." It's time to avenge Boss Pi. ”

"Revenge! Avenge! Avenge! The crowd brandished weapons and shouted in a low voice.

Looking at this scene, a trace of inexplicable brilliance flashed in Zheng Zhilong's eyes, and then quickly disappeared, and he sat back in the carriage and galloped out of the mountain.