Two hundred and thirty soldiers and officers, fifty craftsmen of all kinds, and more than one hundred and fifty old and weak women and children, this is the batch of Baiyi slaves that Wang Ming said.

The merchant who owned the slaves was named He Bao, and as expected, his shipment came from a small town in the Mexican region, where the private armies of several princes and a small privateer fleet of three or four ships were sweeping through the area. These white slaves were the spoils of one of the trophies of this small privateering fleet, the entire inhabitants of a town under the control of the chief helmsman of Spain and Mexico.

Among them, the elderly, the weak, women and children have been eliminated many on long voyages across the ocean. Even if the rest of the goods have been conditioned in the port area for a few days, their health is still very poor, if it weren't for Wang Ming, this guy wouldn't have been ready to shoot so quickly. The goods in his hand this time were the first harvest of his expedition to the New World, and he was going to sell them for a large price in his hands.

I didn't expect to run into Wang Ming, the "big guy" of this level of Shunfeng Dart Game, which is not something he can usually stammer, if he can get Wang Ming's "friendship" through this "bribe", it will be able to make his business in the new world more secure and safe. After all, the real reliance of the Song people in the New World is still the tailwind dart game.

The layout of the Shunfeng Dart Bureau in the New World has already achieved initial results, even the strength of the local princes who entered this year cannot shake the strength of the Shunfeng Dart Bureau there, as for the Jinshan Port in the New World, it has almost become the private port of the Shunfeng Dart Bureau, and all the Song people who are begging for a life there have to see the faces of the Dart Divisions.

In a way, it was Shunfeng Dart and its allies who maintained the Song people's presence in the New World.

When Flores got up today, he felt good, this was the first time he had this feeling since he was defeated and captured by the Song people in Mexico that day, he was obviously a baron, but the arrogant Song people did not give him the corresponding noble treatment at all, and locked him in the cabin like an ordinary soldier captive.

Fortunately, God forbid, he did not let him die of illness in that dark life as a prisoner at sea, in fact, he saw a lot of prisoners who died of illness on the way, and this was simply unavoidable in the sea life in this era, or death was a part of life at sea, and in the process he was surprised that the Song people were able to ensure that the mortality rate of so many captives was so low during such a long voyage!

He didn't know the preciousness of the bitter juice he drank every day, and the preciousness of being forced to work on the deck of the ship every day, it was these that strengthened his immunity and greatly reduced the probability of illness and death on board, which was also the summary of the Song people's hundreds of years of sailing experience. To the slave trader, every slave was a glittering gold coin, and of course he did his best to minimize the loss of his property along the way.

But today Flores felt good, and that feeling reached its climax when he was led to meet a few special buyers, and he almost couldn't wait to show off his talents to the other party: dozens of broken Chinese words and use them to try to communicate with each other, which the clever Flores had learned with all his wisdom during the long voyage.

I have to say that this guy Flores is really a lucky guy, and the buyer he is trying to communicate with is Li Zhe.

"My lord! Save me! When this Bai Yi in front of him tried to call him in Chinese, he really felt shocked!

This feeling made him feel as if he had returned to the afterlife, and the feeling given to him by foreigners who worked hard to learn Chinese and tried to pass the Chinese language test level 4.

He looked at this guy who suddenly came out with interest, and he could see in him the desire to try to survive, which was not shown by other slaves, most of the Baiyi slaves were a serious sense of desperate frustration, no one would have thought that after being captured by the Song people, they would have the hope of returning home after being escorted back to their distant Song homeland.

Only the guy in front of him doesn't seem to have given up hope, this is a guy who deserves to be given a hope, Li Zhe said to himself.

"My lord, I know fencing, I know music, and I have a good idea of fine mathematics...... I was once a noble nobleman, like a nobleman like you, my lord, and I have a property worth sixty thousand pesos in Spain, and I can afford to redeem myself. My lord, as is customary, you should treat us accordingly. Of course, if you can generously help us get home, I assure you that the great King of Spain will definitely pay you enough. ”

Flores tried hard to have her own dignity.

But this sentence only has a funny effect to the Song people.

A small country, Spain? I have never heard of the Yangyi country, the territory of the Great Song Dynasty, there are countless princes, there are not many nobles, the so-called nobles of a small Yangyi country, defeated and captured, and still want my Great Song Dynasty to give corresponding aristocratic treatment? Are you kidding!

Not to mention Bai Yi, even Meng Yuan was just a barbarian in the eyes of the Song people, and the Great Song Dynasty would not recognize that any other country or nation on this planet had the same treatment as the Song people. Except for me, they are all barbarians!

It's not impossible to want better treatment, but it's even more impossible to be recognized as a nobleman! Even if it is the king of a small country such as Puer, in the eyes of my Great Song people, I am afraid that it is not much different from the barbarian chieftain.

Flores struggled to figure out that his so-called great King of Spain in this country was not that great!

As for him, a little baron of the Spanish Kingdom, it is even more impossible for him to correspond, he is now just a slave, a slave who may be a little lucky, and a slave who may have a higher starting point, is no different from the ministers and even kings of countless countries that have been destroyed under the iron hooves of the Great Song Dynasty. In fact, in the slave market in Dinghai, there are definitely not a few slaves of this status.

Flores soon understood that if he wanted to improve his situation, the only hope was in the noble man in front of him.

As expected, Flores and his companions became the harvest of Li Zhe's first shopping in Dinghai, and according to the laws of the Great Song Dynasty, they were now the personal slaves of His Excellency the Metropolitan Governor.