"Oh? What's up? Seeing that Shi Lang's expression and tone were a little mysterious, Pang Yue couldn't help but be curious. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

But Shi Lang didn't answer directly, but just made a gesture of invitation to the south: "This, it's hard to say." Dashuai will see it for himself. ”

"Haha, the Marquis must have gotten some rare object again!" Pang Yue smiled at the entourage around him, "Okay, then let's go and see the surprise prepared by the Venerable Marquis." ”

So, the group followed Shi Lang along the road on the island to the south.

Along the way, you can see rows of barracks and training grounds for soldiers to live in. The various facilities are scattered and neat, showing a strict military discipline and good work style from the side.

Walking through the barracks area, Shi Lang led everyone to a separate courtyard. Standing still in front of the door, he turned around and said, "Dashuai, this is it." ”

Before Pang Yue could say anything, Wang Guangtai and Zheng Siwei, who were eager to perform behind them, took the first step, stepped forward and pushed open the courtyard door one left and one right: "Big handsome, please!" ”

"Ahh "Ahh As soon as Pang Yue took two steps, two exclamations suddenly came from in front of him. I saw that Wang Guangtai and Zheng Siwei, who had opened the way first, had already retreated from the courtyard gate with two rolls.

Wei Yuan hurriedly pulled out the handcuff inserted in his waist to block it in front of Pang Yue, and the rest of the soldiers also drew their swords in their hands.

"Ghosts! Ghost! Wang Guangtai trembled and pointed to the door, unable to speak.

Pang Yue looked at Shi Lang suspiciously.

Shi Lang didn't say anything, just showed a wry smile.

"Hugh is talking nonsense! Where the hell did you come from in the middle of the day! Pang Yue already vaguely understood what was going on, and scolded Wang Guangtai and Zheng Siwei for a few words, brushed aside Wei Yuan, who was blocking in front of him, and strode towards the courtyard gate.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Pang Yue's guess in his heart was immediately confirmed, and he finally understood why Wang Guangtai and Zheng Siwei were scared like that.

I saw more than 100 people standing neatly in the spacious courtyard.

Why were Wang and Zheng, who had been in battle for a long time, scared like that in the face of more than 100 people? The reason is simple, these people are not ordinary Ming people, but ...... Dark-skinned black man.

In fact, black people have already appeared in the land of Daming before. Most of these blacks were sold by slave traders, known as "Kunlun slaves", and they were strong but docile, and many dignitaries in Beijing liked to buy a few to watch over their families.

Wang Guangtai and Zheng Siwei had never seen black people before, so it was not surprising that they were scared like that.

At this time, Shi Lang also walked in, stood beside Pang Yue and introduced: "Marshal, these Wufan soldiers were originally on errand in the Taixi Army camp on Macao Island. However, because they were not really Taixi, they were discriminated against and oppressed in the barracks, and their status was similar to that of the Manchurian Tatars. As a result, in the past two months, there have been more than 120 soldiers who have escaped from Macao Island and come to join us. Whether to retain them or not, please decide whether to do so. ”

After a pause, Shi Lang added in a low voice: "My subordinates have also taken the time to investigate recently, and these Wufan soldiers are still very useful." Tall and strong, brave and aggressive, after wearing heavy armor, even in the face of the Manchurian Tartars, Bayala can fight more with less, and in some occasions can also play a role in the effect of surprise soldiers. Therefore, although the Taixi Army on Macao Island has sent people to negotiate several times and asked us to return the people, their subordinates have dragged them down and left them to the commander to decide in person. ”

Pang Yue didn't answer immediately, took a few steps forward, and began to observe carefully.

These more than 100 blacks, who are the "black soldiers" in Shi Lang's mouth, are indeed tall and strong. Almost all of them are above 1.8 meters, muscular, and just from the physique, there is a fierce aura that is difficult to hide. But judging from the physiognomy, it looks relatively docile. More than a hundred people all stood up straight, lined up in a neat square. Whenever Pang Yue's gaze swept over, they would lower their gaze and would not look at him.

Seeing this, Pang Yue couldn't help but feel a little funny. With such a neat phalanx, Shi Lang must have spent a lot of effort, and it was really difficult for him.

"It looks good, but I'm afraid it's not easy to communicate, can they understand our military orders?" Pang Yue asked.

"Don't worry, don't worry, this is no problem at all, these two can speak Chinese" Shi Lang smiled slightly, and pointed to the two black men on the far left of the first row of the phalanx, "You two, get out of the ranks." ”

After the two black men Shi Lang pointed out from the ranks, Pang Yue's gaze fell on the face of one of them, and he was stunned for a moment, and blurted out softly: "Porte? ”

The famous flying man also crossed over to Daming?

When he heard Pang Yue's words, he was stunned for a moment, and then he opened his mouth and said in surprise: "Lord Marquis, how do you know my name?" ”

This...... Pang Yue almost fainted on the spot.

"Did you run 9.69 seconds or 9.96 seconds at the Beijing Olympics?"

"Where did you run your first race when you became a professional athlete?"

......

This time, it was the turn of "Bolt" to scratch his head: "I'm sorry, Lord Marquis, I really don't understand your words. ”

Shi Lang and the others were even more confused: "What are you talking about?" ”

Pang Yue finally let go of his heart, it seems that the flying man has not crossed, and the benevolent brother in front of him just looks like a flying man.

Next, Pang Yue had a brief chat with the two black men who could speak Chinese.

These two people, one is called Poult and the other is called Rui. They came to Macau ten years ago, and have been working under a Portuguese officer in charge of logistics, and they often come into contact with the Ming people, so they can gradually communicate with the Ming people in Chinese. According to them, most of the black soldiers, like them, were Bantu people from southern Africa, who had been trafficked to the Portuguese by slave traders. In the Portuguese military camp these years, he ate pig and dog food, did cow and horse work, and was oppressed. Later, when they heard that there was a Ming army on Hong Kong Island, they were treated very well, so they fled one after another.

"Lord Marquis, please leave us, we are all the best warriors!" Boult and Rui said in a pleading tone. The Portuguese in Macau came to negotiate several times, and they also heard that if the Ming refused to take them in and send them back, then they would have no choice but to die.

"Okay, then stay all!" Pang Yue made up his mind, nodded with a smile, and said to Shi Lang again: "If the Taixi people in Macau come to negotiate again, tell them that they can't pay them back, but they can pay them money as compensation." ”

Originally, Pang Yue didn't even bother to pay, and he even calculated when he could completely drive the Portuguese away from Macau Island. However, considering the need to introduce technology in the future, Macao, the bridgehead of communication, should still be retained for the time being, and it is not yet time to completely turn the other cheek with the Portuguese. You can only endure it first, and wait until the time is ripe in the future to settle the new accounts and old accounts together.

"Yes, Dashuai!" Shi Lang responded.

"Thank you, Lord Marquis!" Bolt and Rui knelt down with more than a hundred black soldiers in the courtyard.

"General Shi, can you open our eyes and see how powerful these black soldiers are?" The curious Wang Guangtai took the lead in coaxing.

"That's right, General Shi, you seem to value these Wufan soldiers very much. Is it a mule or a horse, how about pulling it out and slipping? Zheng Siwei is not far behind.

Shi Lang looked at Pang Yue, and Pang Yue nodded: "Okay, then try it." ”

"I don't know what the big marshal wants to see?" Shi Lang asked.

Due to his deep impression of the flying man, Pang Yue decisively chose the race first.

Shi Lang immediately dispatched ten of the fastest runners from the army, and five black soldiers to the school field.

When they arrived at the school grounds, they soon had 15 runways more than 200 meters long drawn by soldiers carrying lime. The fifteen soldiers who participated in the race were also given cloth with numbers written on them, which they attached to their chests and backs. Looking at the familiar road, it is estimated that there are no less running races on weekdays.

The rules of this race are simple, the top five runners are rewarded. The first place will be rewarded with 30 taels of silver, the second and third places will be 20 taels, and the 4th and 5th places will be rewarded with 10 taels.

"General, please put on my armor." Before the start of the game, Poult came to Shi Lang and said.

Shi Lang's face was incredulous: "Wearing armor? ”

"Yes." Boult shrugged, "If I didn't wear armor, this kind of competition would be too unchallenging for me. ”

"Okay, let him wear it, give him two layers." Pang Yue slapped the board.

"Thank you, Lord Marquis!"

A set of marines' special iron armor was quickly delivered, and Polt was neatly draped and made a few very stylish warm-up movements on the side, which drew a cheer from the ranks of black soldiers.

Next, the soldiers who participated in the competition took their places.

"Bang!" With the sound of the handcuff in the starter's hand pointing to the sky. Ten Ming soldiers and five black soldiers rushed towards the finish line like swords off the string.

In less than a hundred meters, the five black soldiers had already pulled away from the Ming soldiers behind them.

Pang Yue couldn't help but look surprised.

Wang Guangtai opened his mouth wide and didn't know what to say for a while.

"Damn, this is too fast!" Zheng Siwei sighed in surprise.

"And one in iron armor!" Wang Guangtai, who came back to his senses, closed his mouth and added.

The results of the competition were very fast, and the top five runners were all blacks, which meant that the five black soldiers who participated in the competition took all the prizes.

Polt, dressed in iron armor, was also impressively in the ranks, panting and running in fifth place. It can be seen that if this guy hadn't pretended to be overdone, the first place would definitely not have run.

"Poult! Poult! ......" burst into cheers from the ranks of black soldiers watching the battle from the runway. It can be seen that this guy is quite authoritative among his peers.

In the face of the cheers of his companions, Port was quick to respond. I saw that his right leg was arched to the right, his hands were gesturing, and he made a bow and shooting the eagle towards the upper left.

"Poof!" Pang Yue, who was drinking tea, saw this scene and couldn't help but squirt out all the tea in his mouth. (To be continued.) )