Zhang Zhongjun's knights were beating the natives, and Zhang Zhongjun was admiring the surroundings with his hands behind his back.

Looking inland, most of them are mountains, the trees are verdant, the sky is very blue, turn your head to look overseas, the boundless blue ocean, the closer you get to the land, the clearer the water, there is no yellow and turbid feeling, and the beach is also snow-white, without the yellow sand of the Guardian Island.

Anyway, apart from the screams behind it, this is a very beautiful island, maybe it's because the coastal area of the island is inhabited by fishmen?

Speaking of which, this fish-man really can't be expelled, and it can't be completely assimilated with the land-people, just look at the Guardian Island, and the result of complete assimilation of the fish-people is to make the coastal area become the kind of muddy and dull appearance.

When Zhang Zhongjun was thinking about how to deal with this chaotic archipelago after he occupied it, he unconsciously glanced at the captured fishmen who were lying on the edge of the ship and watching, and those fishmen were so frightened that they were about to jump into the sea and escape.

Zhang Zhongjun smiled, snapped his fingers, and then a bowl-shaped wall of flames wrapped the entire magic ship, the flames made a few meters from the bow of the ship, the sound of hula flames, and the scorching feeling that was getting closer and closer, frightened the captured fishmen to scream.

After Zhang Zhongjun stopped the flames, he casually said a word that resounded in the ears of all the captured fishmen: "Those who are disobedient will directly become grilled fish, and those who are obedient will obediently come down and line up." ”

Zhang Zhongjun is not worried at all that these fish people can't understand their own words, there is still a problem of ten different sounds in pure humans, but there is no such problem in those foreign races, although they have their own nationality and their own tribal language, but as long as they communicate with the outside world, they all use a universal language that is said to be used by gods.

But it is said that the universal lingua franca used by this god is the lingua franca of the fish-people, because a long time ago, the navigation skills of human beings were not as good as they are now, and when all races were trapped in their own breeding places, only the fish-people could enter most parts of the world with the help of the sea and water, and the language of the fish-people who occupied the world's communication channels became the lingua franca in an era that I don't know how long.

Zhang Zhongjun felt that this rumor was likely to be true, after all, the gods did not have such idle efforts to teach all the intelligent beings in this world to learn the same language. On the contrary, the fish-people use the sea and the waters to communicate with the world, and it makes more sense that their language naturally becomes a lingua franca.

As for Mao's deliberate refusal to admit it? Isn't it that the fish-people are divided and their strength is low, and they can only rely on coastal areas and islands to live, and they are naturally in a relationship with weak ethnic groups, so the people and forces who use the lingua franca of the fish-people are naturally not willing to spread the role of the fish-man language, and instead directly rely on the gods.

As for this kind of world lingua franca, Zhang Zhongjun had already bought a large number of one-time props from the exchange and consumed them when he was bullish, anyway, one person has 1 god coin, and you can learn the world lingua franca in an instant.

Sure enough, the wall of flames disappeared in an instant, and the captured fishmen hesitated to look at each other, and finally jumped off the boat in fright, came to a place ten meters away from Zhang Zhongjun, and obediently lined up to assemble.

At this moment, the screams behind him finally stopped.

Turning around, the soldiers who were surrounding the dock before were all kneeling on the ground with blue skin and swollen faces at this moment, Zhang Zhongjun's eyes glanced slightly, and he smiled helplessly, but he didn't expect his knights to be so careful, no one was killed by them, not even seriously injured and unconscious, all of them were flesh wounds.

But it's normal, Zhang Zhongjun knows that after he decides to assign this place to them as a territory, they will be careful to treat the natives above, because needless to say, once the territory is divided, these natives will be their people?

As for the senses of these natives, come on, you have all been defeated, what do you want to do if you don't obey as a lord? Freedom? Did you have freedom before? It's not like serving the lord? It's just that the previous lord is their kindred, and the future lord is his own knight.

If after dividing the territory and the people, the people will rebel, the knights at that time will naturally be ruthless, you must know that a lord hates the people the most, and the original magnanimity and benevolence will immediately disappear and dare to kill, because at that time, the people who rebelled are all viruses, and they must be eliminated as soon as possible, otherwise it will spread to all the people.

Thinking of these boring things, Zhang Zhongjun looked at a native who had been deliberately pressed away from the crowd by his own knights.

This native was obviously the guy who stood up to speak before, and his clothes were at least a little more gorgeous than the other natives, and he also had cuirasses and arm armor that other natives did not have.

"Who are you from this territory, lord?" asked Zhang Zhongjun in lingua franca.

This guy, who was obviously Caucasian, raised his face with a blue nose and swollen face, first glanced at Zhang Zhongjun fiercely, and then bowed his head in frustration and said, "Yes, I am the Lord of Weifang." ”

"How many people are in your territory, and how big is the area?" Zhang Zhongjun continued.

"The total population of my territory is about 3,000 people, and from this port, the land in my sight is all over the place. The lord of Weifang said very dejectedly.

Zhang Zhongjun Yang Yangmei, the land in sight is Weifang Ling? This territory is very large, because the land in the line of sight is all plains, and at the end of the line of sight are mountains, and this plain area alone has more than ten square kilometers, right? It is as big as a town.

If you include the mountains in sight, this Weifang territory is about the same size as your own lord's territory!

This territory should be able to arrange dozens of knights, according to the minimum of 1,000 acres of a knight, hundreds of knights can be arranged, of course, Zhang Zhongjun gave 2,000 acres to his new subordinates like the gray wolf as a knight leader, and these knights who share the same fate as themselves will naturally not be stingy.

Zhang Zhongjun has already decided that his 500 knights must have a knight leader of at least 3,000 acres, so he has to continue to expand! However, his task to get Guiyi this time is to conquer this chaotic archipelago, and the chaotic archipelago is more than 300,000 square kilometers, and arranging his own 500 knights is definitely more than enough.

And this chaotic archipelago is far away from the continental shelf, and there are no special products, and it is not a critical level, so there will be no enemies who will run over on purpose, but it is suitable for themselves to be used as a big rear, or specially used to arrange their own territorial knights?

In this way, there is no need to divide the territory into pieces in the inland and on Jiade Island, and a whole territory is definitely suitable for management!