"The artillery fire is really beautiful in the dark night, but it reminds me of a famous poem, the fire tree and silver flowers never sleep......" Young Master Liang just snorted and hizzled directly, holding back for a long time, I was anxious to urinate, and I couldn't remember what the next sentence was." I said......" Young Master Liang scolded angrily.

Beside him, the black-lined Chen Xianling wanted to speak, but he was afraid of sweeping away the interest of the amateur poet Master Liang, so he had to make a fortune in a muffled voice, pretending not to hear it.

Fortunately, there was a Chen County Commander standing beside him, and the aftermath of the artillery fire was still rumbling in his ears, otherwise Young Master Liang would have lost face again.

Coughing dryly, Liang Pengfei raised his arm, and all the artillery stopped firing in an instant as if they had received new orders, and the two armed merchant ships trapped dozens of yards away from the dock were already in tatters like ghost ships in Western legends, with holes in the sails and hulls like honeycombs.

"Order, shout to Lao Tzu, lay down your arms, surrender immediately, within a quarter of an hour, if you don't put up the white flag, I will sink all the ships and kill all the people." Liang Pengfei's order was quickly implemented, and dozens of soldiers who knew foreign languages then shouted loudly, their voices neat and high-pitched, like the chorus of the Yellow River, full of momentum and high morale in the smoke of the artillery.

At the same time, the same persuasion to surrender sounded on the warships of the Xin'an Naval Division, which had already forced the three armed merchant ships anchored at the distance from the coast.

Looking at the twenty or so Qing warships that had opened all their gun windows and rolled out their cannons, their dark muzzles glowing in the cold glow of the moonlight, Sharka trembled as if he had malaria.

"Quick, let people raise the white flag, we surrender, we surrender!" Charka was not a brave warrior, and although he occasionally made a cameo appearance as a pirate or two after seeing some lonely merchant ship at sea, he was still only a merchant, greed allowed them to instigate and buy others for their greater good, and timidity also made them afraid of more powerful and savage forces than them.

"I said, actually surrendered?" Wu Qianjin saw the white flag that was quickly raised on the mast, his angry eyes went straight to Venus, and those behind him were boiling with blood, and they were about to enter the broadside battle, drinking the blood of the enemy, and harvesting the fresh life of their companions, after seeing the white flag, the stupid and sad expression was like a group of forced annihilators who had just been released from prison rushed to the Jiyuan opposite the prison in groups, and were ready to vent well and vigorously, but when they arrived at the door, they saw the notice that they would be closed for a day off on Women's Day.

"Damn, I wouldn't have shouted if I had known. These guys are softer than. Wu Qianjin was scratching firmly, while slashing the war knife that had never drunk blood into the wind. Order the brothers, prepare to board the ship, remember the young master's orders, and if there are resistors, they will all be killed on the spot! ”

"Yes!" The fierce men on the twenty ships roared in unison, like thunder, shaking the night sky and the waves. It is in stark contrast to those British who are panicked, who don't know what their fate will be, and who are full of fear and apprehension.

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The sky was already shining a little, the moon, as if it had finished the light borrowed from the sun, shyly submerged into the water, and the morning sun, although not yet at the beginning of the day, had begun to show its light, and in the distance, the seabirds were busy flying, and began to rush for the new day, and the green trees on the beach writhed and danced rhythmically in the sea breeze.

And on the simple docks, a great crowd of men were diligently going up and down, shoulder to shoulder, trying to unload all the cargo of the five armed merchant ships onto the shore, and the wooden boxes bearing the logo of the British East India Company were placed on a high ground on the beach, neatly stacked.

Squeak ...... Liang Pengfei used a sharp knife to sled off two wooden strips of opium, revealing the weeds in the lining, and when the weeds were pulled out, you could see the clumps of cooked opium wrapped in cloth inside. Seeing these things, Liang Pengfei's hand holding the dagger tightened again, so tight that his fingertips turned white.

"This is opium!" Liang Pengfei smiled coldly, turned his head, and looked at the more than 200 Britons who were kneeling on the beach with their hands tied, their eyes were as cold as the howling wind in the Himalayas, as if it could freeze people's souls.

"You are the Hong Kong merchant Shalka who was engaged in the Qing trade for the British East India Company?" Liang Pengfei walked to Charka, who knelt on the ground, his hands were tied behind him, showed a kind expression, and reached out to pat Charka's face.

"My lord, I am a citizen of the British Empire, you can't do this, do you know that you have violated international trade laws in this way, and you will be punished for detaining legitimate trading merchants." Sharka raised his face, the coat on his body didn't know where it was thrown, the white shirt on his body was also wrapped in mud, his fat figure was like a pig about to be slaughtered, his gray eyes flickered, full of shame and unwillingness, and the fear of the Qing soldiers who were loaded with guns behind Liang Pengfei.

"Tut-tut, it's better to say than to sing, dear Mr. Charka, you said that you are a merchant engaged in legitimate trade, so why don't you go to Guangzhou, which is the port of our foreign trade in the Great Qing Dynasty, you don't go there to trade, but run to my territory in the middle of the night, what is this for?" Liang Pengfei smiled, took the little horse from Bai Shusheng, and sat directly opposite Sharka, behind him, those British all looked at Liang Pengfei with hatred and fear, and they also saw that Liang Pengfei, who was wearing a six-grade Qing Dynasty official robe, should be the person in charge here.

"That's because our ship has deviated from the course and we see the fire here, so we decided to come and dock first and wait until dawn before we set off." Sharka didn't expect Liang Pengfei, the Qing official who had captured them, to be so talkative, and the businessman's mind suddenly became flexible again: "Respected general, we are legitimate businessmen with trade documents, if you release us now, this will avoid an international dispute." ”

"International disputes?!" Liang Pengfei couldn't help laughing: "I said that his grandmother's international disputes, Lao Tzu just likes to create international disputes." ”

Hearing this, Charka felt that the young military attache of the Qing Dynasty in front of him seemed to be an uneducated and unskilled fool, and he actually liked to create international disputes. "It seems that although this idiot of the Qing Kingdom knows French, he does not understand the meaning of our Westerners' words."

"Lord Garrison, we have unloaded all the goods, and the inventory has been completed, a total of three thousand five hundred and twenty-three boxes, and some of the opium scattered because of the artillery hits, I am afraid that there are thousands of catties, and some have sunk to the sea." Wu Liangxing hurriedly walked up to Liang Pengfei and reported the smuggled goods he had gained.

"So many?" Liang Pengfei couldn't help but jump his eyelids. "One hundred catties per box, these more than 3,500 boxes, that is 350,000 catties, said your grandmother's, even if it is eaten as food, it will cost more than 300,000 people a catty per person."

"Young master, in the tobacco house in Guangzhou, one or two opiums are worth one or two or five dollars of silver, even if they are sold by catties, I am afraid that they will definitely not be less than ten taels of silver a catty." Bai Shusheng said beside Liang Pengfei.

Chen Xianling, who was standing behind Liang Pengfei, almost bulged out of his eyes: "My God, this catty of opium is ten taels of silver, isn't it more than three million taels of silver here?" ”

"More than three million taels of silver? How can you not count how many lives it takes?! Liang Pengfei's gaze glanced at Chen Xianling coldly, his voice was so cold and terrifying, Chen Xianling hurriedly lowered his head: "The adult has taught you a lesson, and the lower officials ......."

Liang Pengfei retracted his gaze and landed on Sharka's body. "Mr. Charka, you said that you are a serious businessman, then do you know that according to my Qing law, anyone who smuggles opium will be hanged."

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"We didn't smuggle, I just passed through the waters of your country, and I can swear to God, General." Seeing the murderous intent and ruthlessness overflowing from Liang Pengfei's smiling face, Sharka couldn't help but cry out loudly, his uneven face, which had once suffered from smallpox, was distorted and deformed from fear.

He never imagined that he would die in the East, let alone at the hands of officials in this country who had always been despised by him.

"Are you sure?" Liang Pengfei turned sideways, stared at Na Sharka's eyes very seriously, and asked again.

"I'm sure, I'm pretty sure, honorable general, that I can swear in my grandmother's name that I'm really just passing through your country's territory and seas." It's like a person who is about to drown sees something hanging down, whether it's a spiked stick or a rope, and desperately wants to catch it, no matter what, first and then die.

"I see, I said it earlier, Bai Shusheng, untie this Mr. Charka." Liang Pengfei patted Na Charka's shoulder and said to Bai Shusheng who was standing beside him.

Bai Shusheng didn't react at once, and looked at his young master stupidly, not to mention him, Wu Liang and that Chen County Commander looked at Young Master Liang stupidly as if they had let the thunder and lightning hit the nerves.

"What do you see, don't let this Mr. Charka untie?!" Liang Pengfei's eyes widened, and he said viciously.

Bai Shusheng rolled his eyes, nodded stupidly, stepped forward, kicked the sharka to the ground, and then pulled out the short knife at his waist and cut the rope. "Dog, count your luck, my young master is in a good mood today."

"Thank you very much for your kindness, can you release all of my men." Charka grinned and rubbed the bruises on his wrists, and after being sure that he was really in danger of his life, he let out a long breath and made his request to Liang Pengfei again.

"Okay, scholar, let them loosen all their people." Liang Pengfei tilted his head, and soon, these British Yankees were surprised to find that they had all gained freedom of their hands and feet, and the fear on their faces finally dissipated, replaced by the excitement and pride of the rest of their lives after the catastrophe.

At this time, as if he remembered something, Liang Pengfei picked up a short firearm from the side, pulled the trigger, and walked to Sharka's side, and said in a low and cordial voice: "Mr. Sharka, do you know?" Before I even crossed into this world, I made an oath to the Opium War Memorial......"

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(To be continued)