Chapter 733: The Most Noble Nation

Colt looked blank and stared blankly at the hellish scene in front of him. As soon as the cannon stopped, he rushed to a nearby fort, and everyone who rushed down the stairs along the way had the expression of running out of hell. Subconsciously, Colt didn't stop these fleeing people, almost all of them were injured, some had broken hands, some had broken feet, some were covered in blood, and the screams were endless. The blood on the steps was like a stream, and the soles of my shoes were covered with blood, and I didn't care about it. When he came to the vicinity of the fort, Colt could no longer take a step, and the sight in front of him was a tragic situation that he had never seen in his life.

Pieces of corpses, fragments and rubble of limbs everywhere, blood and water formed puddles of blood one after another on the floor mountain. The solid bullet was a white spot on the rock, but the navy of the Ming Empire used cannons to leave small craters on the rocks one by one. Because these shells explode, and they are amazingly powerful, they are not at all the damage that smoothbore guns can do.

There was not a single living person in sight on the battery, and no one had the courage to climb the fortress again to fight. Of everyone who had experienced the shelling just now, not even the soldiers wanted to go back, and even if they died, they didn't want to die so ugly.

"Oh God! Have you really abandoned your people? Colt sat on the ground in a daze, his legs were weak and he had no strength at all, the ground was covered with blood, and he didn't have the strength to get up. The few guards behind him were still frightened. The violent explosion sound before had already made their hearts palpitate, and after witnessing the tragic situation on the fort, the guy in his hand fell to the ground and did not react.

Fortunately, the fleet of the Ming Empire did not continue to attack, otherwise this ragtag army guarding the fortress would only collapse.

Li Heng was actually quite helpless, the shells were too expensive, such a huge fortress, if it was to be destroyed, all the shells would not be able to be done. After a round of shelling, looking at the dead silence on the fort, Li Heng sighed in surprise: "I didn't expect that the Portuguese will to fight is so tenacious. ”

Knight, who heard the translation of this on the side, immediately added: "Anglo-Heroma is not a native country, and the people here know that they have no backup, and if they don't want to lose a qiē, they must fight." No matter how strong the enemy is, there is only one way to fight to the end. "Knight is right, it's normal. This was the situation in the colonial era, and the people who could fight, they needed to protect not only their assets but also their wives and children. In general, it will be fought until the last moment. It's called fighting when you meet the enemy, because there is no choice. A similar example is the Pacific War, in which several broken ships of the Dutch fleet dared to fight the Japanese Combined Fleet. There are exceptions to everything, such as when the opponent is too strong to resist.

As soon as Knight finished speaking, behind the fortress wall in the telescope, a number of running figures could be seen, these people were stumbling as if they were drunk, and there was no doubt that they were running away, regardless of the fact that they were fleeing.

Li Heng showed a subtle smile and looked at Knight, who was vibrating just now. This guy was embarrassed, but he still said cheekily: "The artillery fire just now, even God's people will be afraid." Li Heng, who was quite kind, did not continue to speak, and instructed Zhang Guangde with a smile: "The three captives you caught were not thrown into the sea to feed the fish, right?" If not, send one to spread the word, and by the way, see if there is any potential to develop into a Portuguese traitor. ”

For Gomez, whether he will be a traitor or not is almost a certainty without even thinking about it. It was only two days, and his experience was too terrifying, first immersed in the fantasy of heaven, fantasizing about dividing a sum of money after the robbery, and then going to spend a few days of rich people spending all day and drinking. What followed was the lower levels of hell, and in the face of heavy artillery fire, any illusion was a soap bubble that burst before it could float. A shell hit the waist of the hull, and the flying shrapnel took half of the captain's head with him, and then the keel broke, the hull was dismembered, and he fell into the water, holding on to a mast and struggling to survive.

What does the lower levels of Hell look like? Gomez's answer was that when he was struggling in the vast sea, there were people standing on the boat in front of him, and they had no intention of rescuing, but pointed them one by one with muskets, and those people were demons, and they let out a beastly grin when they shot, and their faces were extremely hideous with excitement. Yes, do not accept surrender, these satans do not accept surrender, even if they fall on the sea, they will be killed one by one.

Just when Gomez was desperate, he heard a sentence that he didn't understand: "Leave a few alive." He didn't understand this sentence at the time, and later found someone to translate and realized that he had picked up a small life, because the last unlucky guy who was hit by a rifle with a bloody hole was three meters away from him.

After being fished aboard, Gomez was "warmly entertained" by the soldiers, and the butt of the rifle made a hole in his head, because he struggled a little while he was tied up, and if it was not for the sake of keeping him alive, Gomez was convinced that it was not the butt of the gun that greeted him, but the bayonet. Later, Gomez learned that it was not the authentic Ming people who participated in the cleansing of the crew that fell overboard at sea, but the naturalized people of Dongying, who were the most ruthless warriors under the command of the Ming Empire.

"Well, you only have two choices, either cooperate with us, or get stabbed and thrown into the sea to feed the fish." Zhang Guangde's way of communicating with these crooked nuts was very direct, and the translator had a crooked face when he translated these words into Portuguese.

Gomez, who was tied into a dumpling and thrown in the bilge as a ballast stone, had already sworn that he would never go back, so he reacted immediately and shouted: "I accept any dispatch from Your Excellency!" After hearing the interpreter's explanation, Zhang Guangde smiled evilly and reached out to pat Gomez's shoulder, which made Gomez kneel directly. Normally he only bows to God, and of course he kneels to the devil.

"Very well, now you are our partner, and it is up to you to decide whether the other two live or die. I only have three minutes to wait for you to decide. Zhang Guangde was very busy, didn't have much time and patience, and the method he adopted was simple and crude to the extreme.

Gomez made a decision without hesitation, and immediately replied loudly: "I am willing to be your servant, and I think they will be willing." Gomez made a choice for the two compatriots who were slower to react, and deep down, he quickly made a judgment that he needed a few helpers, and the two in front of him were very suitable, after all, they walked together in hell and came back.

"You're good!" With a word of praise, Zhang Guangde looked down at Gomez, who was kneeling on the deck and kissing his shoes, and felt that it seemed good to have such a dog's leg, and it would be better if it was a woman. "Come on, get them clean clothes and some food, and it's up to Gomez to decide how to distribute them."

The guards went down to prepare, and Zhang Guangde continued: "Gomez, remember one thing, from today onwards, you are the servant of the noblest people in the world. Therefore, when facing those Portuguese nobles, you must correct your mentality, you represent the major general of the Ming Empire. Remember, look at your past compatriots with condescending eyes. ”

Half an hour later, the three Portuguese completed the communication smoothly, changed into the training uniform of the Ming Empire Marines, and stood in front of Zhang Guangde with low eyebrows. Ten minutes later, they received a task and got on a small boat, and while the two new subordinates rowed, Gomez hurried to fix the beard on his chin as requested by his master.

Waving the white flag, Gomez sued himself and now represents the master of the noblest people in the world. Therefore, his expression was as if he was looking at a flock of ants, and he quickly entered the state, especially when he appeared on the dock, those compatriots who came out of the simple cover, one by one trembling like frightened quails, made him feel more immersed.

"Go, tell Governor Sù Colt, the servant of Major Admiral Zhang of the Ming Empire Navy is here, and let him come and see me." Gomez stepped into the role quickly, and the two compatriots behind him were less justified in comparison.

In fact, Gomez is also very worried, but since he has sold himself, why not be thorough? Colt came quickly, hurried with a few guards, looking at Gomez in strange costumes, and his overlooking expression, although Colt from an aristocratic background was very uncomfortable, he still bowed slightly: "I am Governor Colt, may I ask you what's the matter?" ”

"My master has come to pass the word, surrender or slaughter the city! You have half an hour to think about it, remember, don't play tricks. Gomez was actually nervous, after all, this was a nobleman and a high-ranking official. After he finished speaking, he didn't dare to look at Colt's reaction, and immediately turned around and left, seeing the two compatriots behind him facing Colt with the faces of slaves, he was not angry, raised his foot and kicked the two of them, and he was still angry, so he stepped forward and kicked violently, kicking and scolding: "The bitch, the waste raised by the son, has lost the master's face." After kicking more than a dozen times in a row, venting the tension and uneasiness in his heart, Gomez felt much more comfortable.

Colt was stunned at this time, how could such a scene be staged? By the time he reacted, three minutes had passed, three minutes had been wasted before the ultimatum. The boat was on the road again, and at the same time as returning to the flagship, half an hour had passed, and Zhang Guangde impatiently said, "Do you want to play half a base." A white flag was raised at the fortress. Colt made his decision for the simple reason that the gap was too great, and no one would want to go to hell until he met the messenger, even if he used boxes of gold coins to seduce the soldiers to fight. Of course, he could force the soldiers to fight with muskets, but then he feared that the soldiers would rebel. R1152