On the shore at the end of the alley, more than 30 foreign warships closed their sails and dropped anchor, and the largest and most magnificent one lowered several figures and rowed a dragon head boat ashore.

This place has changed from when it left more than a month ago. Yang Huanfeng raised the oar, plunged it deep into the sand, and then put the rope tied to the bow of the boat, and the boat no longer drifted with the waves crashing on the shore.

The other people in the boat also rolled over and disembarked with him, and their eyes were all drawn to the straight wall on one side.

It is understandable for outsiders to be surprised by this, Cai Huan and Yang Huanfeng had seen this high wall, but now they were like those who met for the first time, and they were stunned in place for a long time.

Others sighed at this wall, but they sighed at the efficiency of the rebels.

In just one month, a fortified fortress has been built on the originally bare high wall, and high and low scaffolding has been nailed to the wall, and a fortress has begun to take shape.

The most amazing thing is that they transport supplies and personnel up and down the wall, people stand in the wooden box, only to hear the rapid scraping sound of the rope, in the blink of an eye, the person has already gone up to the wall, and on the ground is the other end of the rope, to go down the wall.

In another ten days and a half, the wall will be able to shoot rockets, pour hot oil, and roll rocks, and even a few hundred people will be enough to hold on.

At that time, if Yu Hu's fleet blockaded the sea, if the army west of Xiangshan wanted to come east, there would only be two passes in the territory of the false Dao Greedy Spirit.

As long as the garrison of the Eight Bridges of the Jun River and the reinforcements of the empire are blocked outside the Lane Mountain, the local Wang Shi of Xuanchen will not be afraid, and when the time comes, there will be no worries, and the greedy spirit army will go east with all its might, and it will not be a problem to fight under the city of Anlin within three months.

To achieve such a situation, the high wall in front of you is one link, and the fleet at sea is another.

Behind Yang Huanfeng was the commander of this fleet, the number one favorite general under the command of the giant Gaomen clan - Sea Dragon Charuer.

Like his nickname, Charuel had long silver-white wavy hair like a dragon's mane, which only grew in the middle of the hair, and the brown and black scalp on both sides had this dragon-scale wart, which made people sick when they looked closely.

When Yang Huanfeng first heard the strange name "Charuer", he thought that the giant had recruited a captain of Cecy, but as soon as he saw that he was a real person, he immediately dispelled this speculation.

Everyone knows that the Secy people are blonde and blue-eyed, high-nosed and deep-eyed, tall and hairy, and fair-skinned.

On the return trip, Yang Huanfeng and Cai Huan took a ship piloted by Cha Liuer, which was also the flagship of this fleet, and its name was "Sea Dragon", which was a three-masted pointed bottom warship.

Different from that barbaric appearance, Chaliuer's official speech is very fluent, and he has a strong Shizhou accent, only listening to his speech, it is no different from the ordinary Shizhou maritime merchants who come to the mainland to do business.

After a few backs and goings, the two became acquainted, and Yang Huanfeng was curious about Cha Liuer's life experience for a long time, and finally asked at dinner one day.

It was cloudy that day, and before the sun set, it was too dark to be dry, so the lights were lit early. The east wind on the sea blew the boat a little bumpy, the lights and shadows swayed, Cha Liu'er was silent, Yang Huanfeng's conversation and laughter froze, Cai Huan quietly pulled the rice in the bowl, there was not much rice left, she didn't want to leave the table yet, because she was also curious about Cha Liu'er's origin.

“...... It's me who lost my words, and if it's inconvenient for the general to answer, he won't answer. Yang Huanfeng was really embarrassed, so he had to apologize.

"Haha," Charuel shook her head and laughed dryly, "You think too much, there's nothing inconvenient, I'm just fascinated by the shadow......"

Is this really the case? Yang Huanfeng couldn't imagine that the savage big man in front of him would look at the light and shadow, such a poetic thing should not belong to him, it should belong to the wanderer who moans without illness, and it should belong to the resentful girl who guards the empty boudoir alone.

"This ...... That's right. He stammered.

Cha Liu'er, who was on the other side, put down the dishes and chopsticks, put on a posture of a long talk, and said, "Do you know that the current residents of Shizhou are of the same origin as you Xuan Chen and the people of the empire?"

Yes, the dialect of the people of Shizhou is similar to the official dialect, and their appearance is also the same, so it should indeed be so.

Yang Huanfeng shook his head slightly, and Cha Liuer continued: "Shizhou is not called Shizhou, but our clan has no writing, and the ancient name has been lost......

"Are you saying that your people have lived in the old place of Shizhou since ancient times?" asked Yang Huanfeng.

Charuel nodded, and continued: "The ancestors of our clan lived in the high mountains, and the displaced people from the mainland gathered on the shore, and over time, they became a group of people who were good at doing business, and the name of the city was called from that time. ”

"Has there ever been a conflict between the people of Shizhou and your clan?" Yang Huanfeng naturally thought.

"Yes," it was a heavy answer, but Charuer replied with a smile, "To this day, the islands of Shizhou, the foothills of the mountains, can still see the relics of our clan, but now they all belong to the people of Shizhou." ”

"They took away the land. Cha Liuer's tone was casual, but Yang Huanfeng could feel deep resentment from it, he was also the one who was robbed of his land, and he was Xuan Chen and the empire.

Charuel shook her head, "They bought the land. ”

"Buy?" Yang Huanfeng wondered.

"It's just to buy it. Charuel straightened up slightly and said, "My clan is still martial, and since we discovered those weak merchants who were doing business on the coast, we have never stopped plundering. The people of the city who first came to the island were unarmed, and it was much easier to loot and more lucrative than to collect wild fruit roots and hunt rabbits and wild boars all over the mountains......"

“...... Slowly, raiding became the means of survival for our people, and after a hundred generations, raiding became the only means......"

"That's not like the pirates of Fandong. Cai Huan, who had been quietly pulling the rice, interjected.

"It is true that the Fandong pirates have the same origin as our race," Charuel was not annoyed, but explained very pertinently, "but it is still different, they have been plundering until now, but we have put away our minions early. ”

"Yes, why don't you loot anymore?" asked Yang Huanfeng curiously, he was already completely like a child listening to a story, his neck stretched out.

Charuel also smiled like an adult telling a story, and only then spoke: "The unarmed people of Shizhou are only a temporary matter, they are good at trade, and they can buy weapons and military strength......

"And then you were driven back to the mountain?" Yang Huanfeng forgot to be polite and said lightly.

Charuer didn't care, shook his head and said, "I said, the land at the foot of the mountain was bought, not robbed. ”

"How is it ......?"

"The Ichizhou people are not armed for offense, but only for defense, they are mercantile and do not need much land......"

“...... Even so, if a few truckloads of grain can be exchanged for an acre of land, who wouldn't want to do this business?"