"Your series of missions, the second step of the Rise of the Emperor has been completed!"

"You've been rewarded with 6,000 survival points!"

"Do you want to continue to complete the series of missions, the rise of the emperor? The third step was the conquest of Egypt, and the completion condition was 1, Alexandria and Cairo were in the hands of the French army for more than three months; 2. Napoleon survived, the reward of this task increases with the difficulty of completing the task, and the reward of the third step increases to 9000 survival points! ”

Early in the morning, Han Xing woke up at the sound of the system's notification, "Another big wave of rewards!" Cool! ”

But when he thought that these rewards were actually serious "life money", Han Xing instantly had a feeling that the years had passed and his life had been wasted, "The important thing is the process, not the result!" I can't get to know Napoleon, an idol like Napoleon, who I can't even dream of, and I can travel through the courts of Europe, and I am worth it! He comforted himself like this, thinking of the bits and pieces of the past three years, a satisfied smile appeared on Han Xing's face, and even a warm current rose in his heart.

And that's not the only good news today!

After months of preparation, Napoleon was finally ready to go to Egypt, and Han Xing naturally conveyed the good news to his two teammates who had been waiting for nearly three years as soon as possible.

"Ali, Hansen, good news! Napoleon is about to leave for Egypt! He was going to take with him hundreds of ships, 40,000 troops, and 2,000 guns! We will soon be able to resurrect Dionysius and go home!" Even Han Xing felt overjoyed and cried, although under Napoleon, Han Xing was not said to be under one person, above ten thousand, at least the top five figures, but after all, he was working for others, how could he be comfortable hiding in Paderborn as his own earl?

"Finally, I'm finally alive to wait for this day!" Ali's black charcoal head poked out from under the light curtain, he had a few dates stuffed in his mouth, tears glistening in the corners of his eyes, and a face mixed with a complex look of surprise and pain (qíng), with a crying voice.

"Three years! It's been three years! My beard has turned a few whiter more, and I always thought I had been more than ten years! Ever since you left, I've been like a year! Allah willing, Allah appears! Ali spat the date out of his mouth and looked up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle, tears on his cheeks, and words in his mouth.

"Isn't it just a few white beards? What's so great about crying like this! Sir Hansen's handsome face was full of stinking beauty, and he played with his golden hair with his fingers, and his golden hair had grown a little longer, and was now shoulder-length.

"Hanschel, you heartless, ungrateful dead ghost, you helped you so much last time I was in Toulon, and you didn't even send me a message, as if you forgot me!" Sir Hansen suddenly said in Chinese in a complaining tone, but his voice was originally neutral (xìng), which made Han Xing's heart furious.

"Hey, hey, please stay away from me, dead pervert! What a dead ghost, what do I have to do with you! You give me death! Han Xing was so frightened by him that he took two steps back, and Hun (shēn) was full of goosebumps, and said in an angry tone.

Is there anything wrong with that word? The death of the dead, the ghost of the ghost, I want you to die, become a ghost soon, go to hell for you! It's that simple! Dead! I've been flipping through Chinese books recently, and I've learned it temporarily, is there any problem? Sir Hansen said with a bewildered expression.

"It's a big problem!" Ali covered his mouth and smiled, then stretched his face with difficulty, stopped laughing and said: "Death and ghosts, there is no ambiguity in this, but the constituent words are ambiguous, generally speaking, this is the female (xìng) to refer to the small (qíng) people (ài) name!" Hahahaha, I can't help it, congratulations on your success in holding hands~~~~" Ali finally didn't hold back, and laughed out loud, and finally turned into a wild laugh.

"Damn, your oriental culture is too weird! I don't want to do anything with you (qíng) people, ah, bah bah! I feel sick even thinking about it! I'm correcting it now: Hanschel, you ungrateful, heartless, heartless, hellish bastard, die! "Hansen is a face that eats a fly (qíng), and then a serious correction.

"That's pretty much it! Good ~" Ali looked like an old elephant, and also reached out and touched Sir Hansen's head on the light curtain, staging a head touching kill.

"Get out~" Sir Hansen was as black as a cumulonimbus cloud, and the sound he made was like a muffled thunder before a shower.

"Actually, after you left that day, I confirmed with Roy that you were okay~ I didn't forget you!" Han Xing decided to defend himself, he didn't want to become an "ungrateful" villain for no reason.

"Besides, you have great powers, and you are a serious duke (diàn), how can something happen?" Han Xing immediately put a high hat on Sir Hansen.

"That's right!" Obviously, Han Xing's horse (pì) was in the right place, and Sir Hansen, a narcissist, looked fluttering.

"Hanschel, you seem to have forgotten your old friend!" Sir Hansen suddenly smiled sheepishly, and then pulled a figure from the side.

It was a thin, pale young man with terrible flaxen-colored hair combed into four or six pieces, now wearing a red military uniform, with a look of fear and twitching look on his face as he was pulled into the camera by Sir Hansen.

"Wood, long time no see!" Although there were some changes in Wood's state, Han Xing still recognized him at a sight.

"Lord Earl!" Wood originally had an inexplicable fear of the light curtain, (shēn) was a native of the world, and the means of communication in the infinite world seemed to him to be no different from witchcraft, so although he did not dare to resist Sir Hansen, he instinctively tilted his head back, trying to get as far away as possible from the "devil's frame". But after seeing clearly that it was Han Xing's face inside, he exclaimed with joy.

"Ah~ I miss it so much! It's been a long time since I've been called an earl, alas~ I'm about to forget I'm a count! Wood's voice instantly aroused a lot of thoughts in Han Xing's mind, and Han Xingbu (jìn) felt a sour meaning in his eyes hit like a tidal wave.

"Wait, Richard Hansen, what did you do to Wood? Why does he look like he's scared of you? Also, how he wears the uniform of the lobster soldier! No wonder Han Xing wanted to get into it, but it was Sir Hansen who stretched out his right hand to put his arms around Wood's neck, but Wood was resistant, and his head was desperately stretched out, just hoping to distance himself from Hansen.

"What lobster soldiers? This is the uniform of the glorious British Empire Redcoats! Don't worry, I just found a job for him in the British ** team! Please salute Sergeant Wood Lenaro, who is now the navigator on one of the Royal Navy transport ships! A well-paid, safe job, he's too good to be having! Sir Hansen muttered disapprerovisingly, then let Wood go without a trace, and then smiled and showed a mouthful of white teeth.

"Lord Count, I'm all right! The Duke has already paid my salary for you, and has found me such a decent, well-paid job······" Wood still couldn't seem to comprehend the remote video calls that came with the infinite world, and he cowered three meters away, as if he was afraid that the "strange light curtain that appeared in the air" would suck his soul in.

"That's right! Isn't there a saying in your Celestial Empire that says, 'It is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish', Ali, I am not wrong this time, right? Sir Hansen parroted a common saying in awkward Chinese, and then looked at Ali Dao with an inquiring eye.

Seeing Ali nodding affirmatively, he coughed lightly and continued: "So, I think the most practical way to completely change Wood's living situation is to find him a decent job with a stable income, and since he has been to Egypt with all of us, and has learned some rough navigational knowledge, I have found him a position as a navigator in the navy's transport fleet, maybe he can be a captain in the future!" ”

"How come I don't remember that he learned about sailing?" Han Xing scratched his ears and cheeks, trying to think out of his mind the picture of Wood learning about seamanship.

"Well, Lord Earl, I learned a little while you were learning to steer with Mr. Thomas Pace, and I thought that if I could learn to sail, I would use the money I earned to buy a beautiful little passenger ship, and to run passenger between the deep-water port and the city of London, so that I could have an income······ You don't blame me, do you? Wood lowered his head, blushing slightly, and asked in a whisper of shame, like a child who had made a mistake.

"Ah, I remember! How could I blame you? I'm a terrible student, and if you can make a difference in sailing, I think Mr. Thomas Pace will be very pleased! Wood's remark reminded Han Xing that since Captain Jack was wounded, Han Xing himself found a geographer and explorer with sailing experience, and Mr. Thomas Pace was at the helm, and he also followed to learn navigational knowledge, and Wood was indeed following him (shēn) at that time. However, he was a third-rate student, and he had to listen to one thing (qíng) at least three times, which caused poor Mr. Thomas Pace to speak in his throat almost hoarse!

"Yours! I actually thought of entering the tourism industry and doing water sightseeing in London! As soon as Han Xing heard Wood's idea, he thought of a modern sightseeing boat, taking guests for a ride in the coastal sea, or running short-distance passenger and freight transportation, which is a good job to make money! I didn't expect this guy to be so forward-looking.

"By the way, what's going on with that old fellow Captain Jack now?" Han Xing suddenly wanted to hit the flag and said, "After this trip, I will retire!" The old fellow, so he asked in passing.

"Captain Jack's wounds have healed, he has returned to his hometown in Schulsbury, I have given him a handsome pension, and I have allowed him to retire with the rank of captain, and his daughter Jenny has been offered a place in Trinity College Dublin! I heard that he recently bought a second-hand fishing boat, what a person who can't be idle! Sir Hansen sighed.

"By the way, I have bad news for you!" Hansen suddenly made a serious face, and then God (qíng) said solemnly.

"What's the bad news? In terms of what, you give me some hints so that I can be mentally prepared! Han Xing said hurriedly, Sir Hansen seemed to enjoy this appetizing feeling, he looked at Han Xing triumphantly, and said, "You beg me!" ".

"It's about the Royal Navy's Mediterranean Fleet!" Roy always seems to be able to come to the rescue at critical moments, and just when Han Xing was at a loss and his eyebrows were furrowed, Roy appeared.

"Hey, hey, why do you always sing against me? Can't you leave me with a little mystery? Sir Hansen was dissatisfied with Roy's beard cutoff, and muttered angrily.

"Forget it, I'll get it straight! Nelson is here, Hanschel, and you are blessed! Sir Hansen was afraid that Roy would simply tell Han Xing the answer, so he hurriedly said.

"Nelson? Which Nelson? Han Xing felt a little familiar with this name, but he couldn't think of where he had heard it.

"Nelson? Are you talking about that Nelson! Ali had poured a sip of good wine, intending to comfort himself, which he had brought with him from the infinite world, and had intended to drink it until the last moment of celebration, but now that the return date was approaching, he naturally took it out and enjoyed it. As soon as he heard Nelson's name, he squirted out the wine in his mouth.

"What should come is still coming! Luckily, take care! Ask for more blessings! Ali stared at Han Xing with a "please" look of "please" (yǔn) sadness, with a (qíng) vein, for a while, until he saw Han Xing's hair, he said to Han Xing with a solemn look and tone as if it was a "farewell to the body".

"What happened to Nelson? I don't understand! Han Xing was still confused, and the second monk was confused, and he asked with a confused expression.

"Nelson? Haven't you heard of Nelson? It was the pride of the British Navy, the admiral whose ship was called "Victory"! Although he was missing an arm, blind in one eye, had poor ears, and was seasick, he was ·········! Ali described helplessly.

"Hahahaha, there is still a naval battle for this virtue, I think he should be in a wheelchair and go to the hospital! I'm afraid that a gust of wind can blow him down! Han Xing was happy when he heard Ali's description, and he laughed wildly.

"That, Hanschel, Nelson, the most famous admiral of the English Age of Sail, once defeated the combined Franco-Spanish (Spanish) fleet personally organized by Napoleon at the Battle of Trafalgar in 1805! If Napoleon is the god of the army, he is the god of the navy! It wasn't until Louis XVI's friendly reminder that Han Xing realized how terrible this seemingly unbearable enemy was in front of him.

"I remember! Holy, Richard, you have to save me! Napoleon's wrecked ships could not have been a match for the Royal Navy! Han Xing finally remembered who this Nelson was, who was the glory of the British Navy, a naval genius who lived up to the name of "Victory" in his life.

"What can I do? Pray to God! At least when you're dead, you'll know who killed you, and it's not too unjust! Sir Hansen shrugged helplessly.