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The rounds were still ongoing, and the rows of Zhenguo new soldiers came out with rifles, and after shooting without hesitation, they retreated, followed by the second row, and then the third row.

And Ye Chunqiu finally moved at this moment, and he immediately called Wang Shouren: "Counselor Wang." ”

"Yes." A boulder in Wang Shouren's heart finally landed, and he responded loudly, because the noise was too loud, especially the non-stop gunshots.

Ye Chunqiu said in a deep voice: "Immediately bring people, bring two hundred people who know how to swim, and go to seize the boat, not a single one is allowed to run." ”

The boat was the retreat of the Franciscans, and without it, they had no way to escape.

And...... Obviously, Ye Chunqiu is also very anxious to need these ships, for Ye Chunqiu, shipbuilding is the most difficult, because the cost of shipbuilding is too big, and the construction process of a ship is too long, just the wooden planks specially used for shipbuilding, which require special treatment, and it takes two or three years.

It will take at least four years to build a ship.

And now, these Portuguese who originally wanted to invade the Ming Dynasty simply sent a great gift to Ye Chunqiu, at least these warships that went here are all the most advanced ships of this era, and the ships that can withstand tens of thousands of nautical miles are already the most advanced ships in the world, and there is no one.

Wang Shouren listened to Ye Chunqiu's order, without the slightest hesitation, immediately blew the whistle and gathered the manpower, and without hesitation, he detoured in one direction, there was a small road leading to Tanggu, and now someone must have begun to send a message to the Portuguese fleet, and these defeated soldiers will also swarm towards the fleet.

These are already the defeated soldiers who cry for their fathers and mothers, and they are already rumors, barely waiting for the smoke to dissipate, and I don't know how many dead and wounded are left, but the living people can't care about anything, and they are desperately rushing to Tanggu.

"Pursuit."

Another order was given, and everyone abandoned their rifles, and now the bayonets of the rifles had not yet been decided, so everyone bundled the rifles to their bodies, and then drew the gentleman's sword at their waists, and then they swarmed and began to pursue.

Countless people have turned into a torrent.

Zhu Houzhao, who couldn't wait, had already drawn his sword and followed, Ye Chunqiu couldn't help but smile bitterly, he knew that Zhu Houzhao would never give up if he didn't play, instead of stopping him and making him think about it, it was better to simply let him go crazy when he was chasing, when the danger coefficient was the lowest, Ye Chunqiu thought in his heart, he had also drawn his sword, and followed Zhu Houzhao tightly, not leaving an inch.

And Wang Hanzhong, who was tied to the cross, had already fainted, and he couldn't accept this fact...... It's unexpectedly vulnerable.

The strength of the Francophone, Wang Hanzhong in Nanyang, has long been deeply experienced, this has even become his belief, has become his worldview, now he is watching his admiration of the Francosis actually defeated, his whole person is grief-stricken, there is a feeling of faith collapse.

And everything he worked so hard to serve was wiped out in the blink of an eye.

The pursuit has begun, the Portuguese all the way to Tianjin, is a tired soldier, if not supported by huge ambition and high morale, I am afraid that it has long been unable to support, and now, after a fierce battle, the body has long been overdrawn, many people simply can't distinguish the direction, when they sincerely look back in fear, see the chasing soldiers killed, hurriedly and lifelessly run wildly, but the more so, the greater the physical exertion, many people fell to the ground, and some people tried to turn back, desperately resisted.

Zhu Houzhao rushed very fast, and in a blink of an eye, he was behind a Francophone, and the Francosis sensed something, and immediately turned around, and the firearm in his hand happened to be aimed at Zhu Houzhao.

And all of a sudden, Ye Chunqiu's scalp who was rushing on the side exploded suddenly, but seeing that the other party's fire gun was not plugged into the fire rope, he breathed a long sigh of relief, fortunately, ...... This is an arquebus......

It's just that this Francophone is also fierce, and immediately swept the arquebus towards Zhu Houzhao's shoulder, Zhu Houzhao did not avoid it, and was hit alive, he suddenly sweated on his forehead in pain, Ye Chunqiu said on the side: "Your Majesty be careful." ”

Zhu Houzhao endured the pain and stabbed hard with a long sword, but he was avoided by the Francophone man tilting his head.

Ye Chunqiu wanted to step forward, but Zhu Houzhao shouted: "No one is allowed to help me." ”

As soon as the little emperor's cow temper came up, Ye Chunqiu knew that ten cows couldn't be pulled back, Ye Chunqiu had no choice but to stand to the side, but his eyes didn't leave Zhu Houzhao at all, and the nerves in his whole body were also tense.

It is conceivable that as long as Zhu Houzhao is in danger for half a point, Ye Chunqiu will come forward to rescue him as quickly as possible.

At this time, Zhu Houzhao took a step back slightly, and the Franco machine man also retreated, both looking at each other vigilantly, and then, the two sides let out an angry roar together, and the Franco machine man directly changed the musket into a hammer and smashed it towards Zhu Houzhao's forehead.

Ye Chunqiu was scared into a cold sweat on the side, he couldn't care much anymore, the long sword in his hand was about to be thrown out, but at this moment, he saw Zhu Houzhao roll violently, and the Franco machine man smashed into the air, and when Zhu Houzhao suddenly appeared at the feet of the Franco man, the long sword stabbed out fiercely, and from the abdomen of the Franco machine man diagonally upward, a sword pierced in.

Blood flowed down the abdomen and sprinkled on Zhu Houzhao's body, and then the Buddha fell heavily to the ground.

There were fugitive Franji people everywhere, and there were also chasing Zhenguo New Army students everywhere, Zhu Houzhao seemed to have his strength drained, and then sat on the ground, panting heavily.

Ye Chunqiu stood aside, stepped on the body of the Francophile, made up a sword, and when he turned around, he saw Zhu Houzhao laughing: "Chunqiu, have you seen it?" Did you see that? I personally stabbed a thief and killed a demon soldier with my own hands, haha...... Haha......"

All of a sudden, Zhu Houzhao became proud, and he couldn't wait for his tail to reach the sky, which was absolutely of great significance to him, because the little emperor pursued the principle that if he didn't kill people, he didn't belong to a real man, and now he ...... He felt that he had finally been reborn, and he was no longer the Zhu Houzhao he used to be, but now he was simply refreshed, and he was already an extraordinary man.

Zhu Houzhao said in high spirits: "You want to give me a witness, you have seen it with your own eyes, haha, I am amazing, haha...... I'm tired to death, help me up. ”

Ye Chunqiu stretched out his hand towards him, Zhu Houzhao grabbed it, and then got up with his strength, he carried the wet sword, looking at the devastation, his spirit was shocked, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

(To be continued.) )