Domingo saw the lives of the sailors who had sacrificed him to the Ming natives, and his heart was filled with anger, and he roared loudly: "Native! I'm going to duel you, come on! Duel like a man, or I'll curse you even if you go to hell......"

Domingo's words made Allen's head grow for a while, and when he found Zhang Dou's inquiring gaze, he had to translate truthfully.

When the Changxing Army people present heard that someone took the initiative to find Zhang Dou to duel, their faces showed a strange look, but Zhang Dou showed a smile instead.

"Then go as you wish! In the presence of all, I agree with your duel! ”

Hearing Zhang Dou agree to his duel, Domingo could hardly believe his ears. If it was that he would never take the risk at this time, it would be too sad to be killed by his opponent when he had the advantage.

He broke free and pulled his Changxing army, raised his head and said, "I need my own armor and cross sword!" ”

"Give it to him!" Since this Dutch man is looking for his own death, he might as well be more generous.

Allen couldn't help but whisper in Zhang Dou's ear and reminded, "Lord Lord! The Dutch people are very well armoured, they have been trained in combat since childhood, so you better be careful! ”

Hu Tieniu listened to Allen's words and laughed. He slapped Eren on the shoulder, nearly knocking Alan to his knees.

"Lao Ai! Da Shuai is the number one master of our Changxing Army, and the person who can pose a threat to him has not yet been born! A sentence of Lao Ai almost made Allen spurt out a mouthful of blood, and he swore that he must take a Ming name in the future, in case he is called Lao Lun in the future, it will be even more speechless.

Domingo put on his full-body plate armor with the help of a sailor, and he picked up his cross-sword and swung it a few times, feeling like he was in great shape. Even if there was a hungry wolf in front of him, he would easily kill it, and he stood confidently in the middle of the deck waiting for Zhang Dou to arrive.

Zhang Dou didn't wear his set of high-manganese steel plate armor, he just brought an ordinary soldier's helmet and cuirass, and walked up to the deck with his mace.

Looking at the thick mace in Zhang Dou's hand, Domingo's heart was abrupt. His full-body plate armor is not afraid of swords, so let this heavy weapon.

In Europe, the weapons used to deal with plate armor were maces and chain flails, which were heavy weapons that could deform the plate armor and smash the knights inside.

And Zhang Dou's mace is the nemesis of plate armor, look at the huge hammer head, and there are spikes on it, as long as it is beaten, it will not end well.

Domingo suddenly realized that it was not a good choice for him to duel with this native Mingren, but when he saw Zhang Dou's relaxed appearance with a mace, he felt that this mace must be a good thing.

He has encountered many tribal chiefs who often use some hollow heavy weapons to show their strength, and this native of the Ming Dynasty must be the same.

He observed that although Zhang Dou was burly, he couldn't match the size of Hercules at all. He sneered, raised the cross sword in his hand, made a knightly salute, and buckled his mask.

Zhang Dou gently buttoned the mask and stretched out his left hand to beckon Domingo. This provocative action angered Domingo, who raised his heavy sword and rushed towards Zhang Dou.

His full-body plate armor made a sound as he ran, and he rushed to Zhang Dou and roared, picking up his heavy sword and slashing at Zhang Dou.

Zhang Dou looked at Domingo who rushed over, just swung his mace to meet the heavy sword, "Bell! There was a thud, and Domingo felt as if he had slashed at a stone.

The soreness from his arms made him no longer able to hold the heavy sword in his hand, which flew more than four meters away and stuck straight into the plank.

Domingo was also shocked and took a few steps back, and sat on the ground. At this moment, he realized how outrageous his mistake was, and he also understood why the soldiers of the Changxing Army had a strange look on their faces.

He didn't encounter a hungry wolf at all, but an ancient dragon. That mace turned out to be made of all-steel, and the weight of dozens or hundreds of catties was not something that manpower could compete with at all.

He crawled to the place where the cross heavy sword was inserted, and used all his strength to pull the heavy sword out there. Without weapons, he was no match for Zhang Dou, and he had to draw his heavy sword before Zhang Dou could attack.

Domingo behaves like a clown, funny and ridiculous. But he still tried to draw his heavy sword and made a defensive movement with his trembling hands.

He didn't want to die, as long as he had a 1 in 10,000 chance, he had to fight. Hopefully, Zhang Dou is an idiot in actual combat, and he wants to use his rich martial arts experience to defeat his opponents.

Zhang Dou didn't pursue, just stood there and watched Domingo's funny performance. He wants to defeat Domingo cleanly in front of the Xiyi people, so that those who surrender to him will no longer have the courage to rebel.

He beckoned to Domingo again, this time shaking his head vigorously and not stepping forward.

Zhang Dou smiled helplessly and said, "If you don't come, then it's my turn to attack!" With that, he strode towards Domingo.

Seeing Zhang Dou walking up, Domingo was nervous. Zhang Dou left too deep an impression on him just now, and he was not able to defeat him at all. He also moved his body and circled around Zhang Dou.

Zhang Dou didn't entangle with Domingo any longer, he walked in front of Domingo, picked up his mace and smashed it.

Domingo had no choice but to roar, holding his heavy sword in both hands and meeting the mace. His heavy sword only slowed the mace down before it was smashed in the middle.

The mace was castrated against Domingo's shoulder, and the plate armor on his shoulder did not serve any defensive purpose at all, and was smashed flat like papier-mâché.

Blood flowed down the cracks in Domingo's plate armor, and Domingo no longer had the courage to fight Zhang Dou. He lay on the ground, one hand on his injured shoulder, crying out for mercy.

But Zhang Dou was unmoved, he picked up his mace and smashed it at Domingo again. Lying on the ground, Domingo watched as his left leg was smashed, then his right, and finally his intact arm.

The deck was already dripping with blood, and the fragments of plate armor and stumps and severed arms were bloody. Domingo hadn't breathed yet, he wanted to wriggle underground like a maggot, and he wanted to stay away from the demon Zhang Dou.

Those Dutch sailors and Francophone sailors were all scared and stupid, and they all had an idea in their hearts, they must not mess with this Eastern Demon King, otherwise Domingo will be their own fate.

Zhang Dou silently lifted his mask and instructed the soldiers of the Changxing Army: "Drag him down and burn him to death, and let him bury the dead people of the Ming Dynasty!" ”

As the fire burned on the small boat, Zhang Dou's fleet once again headed for Macau. Along the way, they encountered a number of Daming sea ships, which fled like frightened rabbits when they saw this huge fleet.

Some daring maritime merchants also tried to join the fleet, hoping to use its power to scare off the greedy pirates.

But before they could get closer, they were forced back by the strange bird boat, and joked that it would be a fool not to run when the muzzle of the black hole was pointed at their own sea ship.

When the Yuxiu appeared off the coast of Macau, the whole of Macau was a sensation. Because the news that a merchant ship had already brought back, Mrs. Merry had defeated the pirates there at Nansha Island in Fujian Province and was returning to Macau.

The Madame Merry, who had been missing for a long time, worried the Macau Council for a long time, and the disappearance of Governor Carrasco almost collapsed the Macau Council.

Although they controlled the administration and taxation of Macao, the 500 garrisons were only subject to the orders of the governor.

These days, those soldiers have begun to get out of the barracks and extort merchant shops on the streets of Macau. The local Chinese suffered even more, and people came to the council every day to complain.

But the council has no armed forces of its own, and they have nothing to do with the garrison formed by these hooligans and scoundrels. Again and again, they had to appease the restless soldiers with gold coins, and they had tripled their salaries in order to get them back to the barracks.

If Carrasco didn't show up again, the council would have to consider turning to the navy in the harbor for help.

At least those navies won't keep scourging Macau, they will have to leave at most once.

Standing at the bow of the Yuxiu, Zhang Dou opened his arms and shouted, "Macau! I'm coming! ”