The night passed, and the smoke was still there.

Holding his aching chest, Anthony walked back to Goa City from the front line step by step. In the past, he was the son of a noble man who was a high-ranking nobleman, and he was served by servants when he went in and out. But today was the day he tasted the pain, and he couldn't return to the city from the battlefield after walking a few kilometers all night.

When the light of the morning light once again covered the earth, Anthony was still moving step by step in the middle of the road. He returned to the Portuguese camp halfway through, and saw the mess and many indigenous people who had come to pick up their belongings. When the black, thin natives saw a white man appear, they all fled in terror. But when they found out that it was a white man who was injured and unable to move, they gathered around again.

"Fuck off, bastard!" Anthony also had a sword in his hand, wielding it to expel the natives. In the past, these black and thin untouchables saw him with only bowed brows and pleasing deference, but now they looked at him like a dying beast - the untouchables were still terrified of the white man, but he was inexplicably excited by the pain of the white man.

Last night, Antony was accompanied by a large number of Portuguese companions. But after the rocket attack at night, everyone scattered in shock and didn't know where to go. Anthony's horse was also snatched away, and at that moment no one cared if he was the Lord's nephew. And now, he wants to return to Goa alone, only to face a pack of wild dog-like pariahs.

Before Anthony appeared, the indigenous untouchables had insulted the white corpses in the barracks. Now there is a living white man, which piqued their interest. They picked up a few spears and carefully poked Anthony's body with the tip of the spear.

No matter how much Anthony resisted, he would be stabbed by the tip of a spear. Each poke elicited Anthony's cry of pain, and the untouchables laughed out loud – they were in no hurry to kill Anthony, they were like feral cats that caught mice, enjoying the pleasure of hunting their prey.

Desperate and angry, Anthony tried to intimidate these lowly natives by going berserk, only to provoke them to laugh even more wildly. He wondered if this was what the Portuguese army used to do for fun when they were clearing the indigenous villages. Just as he was thinking about whether to kill himself to avoid the pain, a cavalry came from the direction of Goa......

The sound of horses' hooves sounded, and the untouchables immediately lost their spears and fled, sliding faster than rabbits. Anthony, who was only covered in wounds, stood in the middle of the road, holding a thin short sword, his body trembling. Thinking that his countrymen had come to the rescue, he wept and trotted in the direction of the cavalry, but when he did get closer, he found a group of Arabs coming from the opposite side.

In the past, when Arabs met Europeans, they were not respectful, but also gentle and polite. But today, these Arabs were unexpectedly arrogant, and when they saw Antony, they not only gave help, but one by one showed mocking and mocking eyes. The dozen or so people in the cavalry team didn't even slow down when they rumbled past, but Anthony himself carefully moved towards the side of the road.

Hahaha...... Anthony's caution made the Arab cavalry laugh.

"Wait." An old man in the cavalry shouted, and the cavalry, which was about to run to the west, immediately stopped. The old man turned around and made a careful discernment, and asked, "You are Lord Costa's nephew, right?" I remember your name was Anthony. ”

"No, you recognized the wrong person." Anthony felt a deep sense of humiliation, and he refused to admit his identity, but only wanted to turn away.

But the old man did not spare Antony, and he laughed and said, "I am Muhammad, and I have seen you in the Doge's Palace." Your uncle even introduced you to me so that I could take good care of you. By the way, what about your uncle, Lord Costa? Where are the others? ”

"I don't know what you're talking about." Anthony just wanted to leave. He slowly turned his back, and the lonely man continued to advance towards Goa.

But Lord Muhammad shouted, "Master Anthony, I don't think you need to go to the city anymore. You now need to go to the fortress of the Orientals. ”

Antony stopped, desperate to know what was going on in Goa, and maybe to get some out of the Arab profiteer's mouth.

Old Muhammad continued: "Last night the king from the east sent troops to attack Goa, and more than half of the churches in the city were damaged, among which the churches of Santa Catarina and Jesus the Merciful were completely destroyed. The priests who used those two churches as their source of strength were all ascended to heaven.

The Orientals also attacked the Doge's Palace, and although they were unsuccessful, it was discovered this morning that the Doge of Cordino had fled with more than a thousand Portuguese soldiers, leaving behind all the Portuguese merchants and inhabitants of the city. Some say they fled to the nearby port of Murmogao, while others say they went to the local king for help. In short, there was no Portuguese army left in the city.

Now the city is in chaos, and robberies and rapes are everywhere. The Portuguese merchants came to me and begged me to seek a solution from the Orientals. They all expressed their willingness to accept a new ruler, as long as it could protect their property. ”

Old Muhammad laughed so much when he finished speaking.

Since the beginning of the Renaissance, the power of Europe has increased day by day. Even if the European countries fought each other, the weakest of them was stronger than the Arabs. Portugal was already a second-rate power in Europe, but it was still able to turn the Arabs in command. In the past hundred years, no one has treated them as fiercely as they did last night.

The Portuguese were not sure of the intentions of the Orientals, but they were not willing to give up Goa and the centuries-old wealth that had been built up there. They sent the Arabs out to find out the rumors, hoping to admit that the disaster would be asided.

Halfway through the encounter, old Muhammad couldn't help but show his sudden rise in status. The Portuguese were unlucky, but the others were rejoicing, even happy.

"Take him and give him a horse. We need to go to the king of the east, and perhaps he will be of some use. Old Muhammad tilted his head, and his men immediately captured Antony like a wolf.

The cavalry continued on and soon came to the position where Lord Costa had laid the artillery position the previous night. There were more than 200 large and small craters, each surrounded by bombed corpses or slanted artillery.

The militia of the fortress are clearing the battlefield here, and they are very interested in the bronze cannons, and plan to transport them all into copper coins. Old Muhammad and his party passed by, and the speed immediately slowed down subconsciously, and even Anthony, who was captured, couldn't help but raise his eyes to watch - for last night's meteor washing, a large number of versions have evolved in Goa City, all of which are terrifying.

When old Muhammad saw the marks of the explosions everywhere, he had no thought but to be horrified. No one knew how such a huge destructive effect came about, and this time the ability of these Orientals in front of them was infinitely enhanced.

"I am Muhammad from Goa, and please take me to pay my highest respect to the king of the East, and I hope to be received by him." The elder Muhammad himself carried the white flag and shouted to the soldiers of the Guards who were in charge of the guard.

There are only a handful of people in Goa who know Chinese, and even if they do, they are not proficient. At present, the only person who can translate more fluently is Santos Jr. This child is currently working on a surprise language training with a dozen children, hoping to get a few more translators - it is easier for children to learn languages than adults.

The sentry soon called for little Santos, and with the help of his interpreter, the elder Muhammad was able to approach the direction of the fortress. However, instead of bringing people into the fortress, Santos went to an open space outside the fortress.

There were more than a dozen corpses lying in the open space, and Zhou Qingfeng and Wen Ruolan and others were personally holding a funeral for the deceased. In last night's battle, the Guards achieved great results, but there were also some casualties. The dozen or so people in front of him were soldiers who had died in battle.

The trumpeter blew the mourning music, and Zhou Qingfeng took the lead to say goodbye to the body. The heat and humidity in Goa made it impossible to preserve the corpses for a long time, and the Guards even ordered that all the war dead be cremated. The ashes of the deceased will be kept for burial.

Old Muhammad stopped not far away, thinking that some important general had died. But when Santos said that they were the most ordinary soldiers, he felt extremely weird. He waited for more than half an hour, and after the funeral, Zhou Qingfeng walked over to him.

"Ah...... isn't this Lord Muhammad?" Zhou Qingfeng smiled. He wanted to reach out and shake it, but the old man opposite him knelt down and held the back of his hand to kiss him. "Ah......, there's no need to be gay in this gay." Zhou Qingfeng didn't want an old man to kiss his palm, he forcibly pulled Muhammad up and shook the other party's hand by the way.

Santos couldn't translate this sentence at all, so he could only paraphrase 'kneeling is not popular in the East now'. Old Muhammad seemed to understand what was going on, and he recounted the current situation in the city of Goa, and asked Zhou Qingfeng to come to the city and become the ruler. He also gave Anthony to Zhou Qingfeng as a gift, and pointed out the person's noble status.

"I am very happy to be the ruler of Goa, and I want to make Goa a free trade zone where anyone can come and trade. As long as you do business with us, you can do not charge any taxes.

I will also gradually invest in Goa to build a shipyard and a port to make it easier to trade goods. Let the merchants and inhabitants of the city, therefore, send representatives to my dinner to-morrow evening, and you will feel my sincerity. ”

Zhou Qingfeng clapped his hands, saying that his requirements were really not high. And his 'sincerity', the whole Goa people have already deeply realized it last night. Old Muhammad asked emphatically: "Can the Portuguese also come?" ”

"Anyone, I said anyone. As long as I follow the laws I have made, anyone can come and do business with me. In fact, I have prepared a large number of goods, just waiting for someone to make money. Please contact as many merchants in Goa as possible, even the local kings, I just want to trade goods without limits for now. ”

Zhou Qingfeng treated business with an open attitude, and the elder Muhammad laughed along. But after the old man laughed, he asked, "Your Highness, can I buy some ...... and weapons from you?" ”

Zhou Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, and asked rhetorically, "What weapon do you want?" Where is it used? We remain conservative about the proliferation of weapons of mass destruction. ”

The elder Muhammad hurriedly said: "I hope to buy a batch of muskets and artillery for use in the Near East and Egypt. ”

"Oh......, I see." Zhou Qingfeng nodded very seriously, "I am very sympathetic to the suffering of the people in Asia, Africa and Latin America, and I am willing to support the oppressed nations against the brutal European colonizers." Our weapons are absolutely good enough to stand up to the Europeans, and we can even provide training. That's the price...... good things are naturally a little more expensive. ”