Chapter 343: Black Death Communicator!

The night was extraordinarily quiet, and no one knew if the night would be spent peacefully or filled with blood and death.

Zhu Zhangui put his hands behind his back, stood tall at the window, quietly looking at the bright moon in the sky.

He's waiting, waiting for the other party to do it.

To be honest, Zhu Zhangui didn't want the other party to come to this point.

If the other party chooses to do it tonight, he doesn't know what to do with the other party.

Killed, he can do it, but how to face the old man and how to face the grieving father and mother after he goes back.

If there is a choice, Zhu Zhangui still hopes that the other party can give up the ideas that he shouldn't have and live a plain and prosperous life.

"Your Highness!"

A call sounded in the silent room, and Zhu Zhangui turned around, and a monkey with a serious expression was standing behind him respectfully.

"How's it going? He ......" The words paused slightly, Zhu Zhangui took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, "Have you started to gather people?" ”

The monkey shook his head.

"There is no movement, after you left, His Royal Highness King Qi also went back to rest. But..."The monkey hesitated, Zhu Zhangui frowned, and the monkey hurriedly continued: "It is known that after you left, King Qi seemed to be struggling, I don't know whether he was angry or angry, the cup was pinched, and his hand was injured. ”

Zhu Zhangui groaned slightly, chuckled, and then asked, "And then!" ”

"No more!" The monkey shook his head, "Later, King Qi was helped back by the princess, and now the lights are out and resting." ”

That's it!

Zhu Zhangui suddenly felt a little depressed in his heart.

I struggled for a long time here, thinking about this, worrying about this, worrying about that, my head was about to explode, and as a result, I went back to sleep over there.

"You take people to keep an eye on it, and if there is any movement, it will ...... immediately Forget it, you don't need to tell me, you just take people to do it, don't hurt their husband and wife, otherwise I won't be able to explain it when I go back. ”

"Yes!"

The monkey answered, and after seeing that Zhu Zhangui didn't give orders, he silently retreated.

"Well, what's this called!"

A sigh that I don't know whether it was joy or disappointment, spread far and wide in the dark night.

"Big brother, seeing that your complexion is not good, did you feel uncomfortable resting last night?"

On the second day, Zhu Zhanji, who let go of the obsession in his heart and had a good night's rest, came to the dock lightly and prepared to return to Daming with his wife.

Zhu Zhangui, who had dark circles under his eyes, nodded at Zhu Zhanji and his family, and said with a reluctant smile: "It's okay, I was dealing with some government affairs last night, I didn't have a good rest, just make up for sleep later." ”

Hearing this explanation, Zhu Zhanji felt inexplicably happy in his heart.

Haha, you finally realized my entanglement and pain, this kind of taste is not comfortable.

Glancing at Zhu Zhanji, who was smiling, Zhu Zhangui was unhappy and said angrily: "Have you cleaned up?" After packing up, we will leave, and we will not be able to get home until the Chinese New Year is delayed. ”

The more Zhu Zhangui is like this, the more happy Zhu Zhanji will be in his heart.

"Haha, I've already packed up, let's go home."

Looking at Zhu Zhanji, who was in a happy mood and took his wife to visit the steel battleship, Zhu Zhangui, who was originally depressed, suddenly laughed.

…………

"Truly... What a great place! ”

An eerie voice rang out in Lisbon, which was rancid and silent.

Since the looting of Lisbon, no one has been here.

Lisbon's bustling marina has become a haven for corrupting animals and flies and maggots.

The other forces of the Grape States did not understand the importance of Lisbon's location, but they did not dare to come at all.

After the Daming pirates left, a nearby big lord sent troops to occupy this place.

As a result, only a few days later, the soldiers who occupied the area were infected by the Black Death.

A few hours today, the soldiers who were cleaning up the rubble of the corpses suddenly had a fever, dark spots began to appear on their bodies, and even tumors that were bleeding and pus.

Immediately after that, the symptoms of this horror spread to the entire army at a rapid pace.

As Europeans who had just been swept by the Black Death, they were most familiar with this symptom.

The panic spread rapidly, and the soldiers and officers shouted that it was the curse of death, and fled frantically out of the city.

But they wanted to escape from this place of death, but the Great Lord would not let them escape, and took the terrible Grim Reaper elsewhere.

His ambitions have not yet been realized, now is a golden opportunity, if death befalls his territory, then he doesn't have to think about anything, dig the pit in advance and get ready.

So he ordered the fleeing soldiers to be shot, forced them to return immediately, and sent slaves to dig a large trench around the outskirts of Lisbon, and threw firewood into it to light it, trying to stop the spread of the Black Death.

More than 2,000 soldiers, five or six hundred died under the arrows of their lords, and the rest of the advice had no hope of escaping, and retreated in despair.

They begged the lord to send a priest to help, and the lord agreed, but the priest did not come until their death.

It's not that the lord didn't invite, it's that the priest is also afraid.

He hadn't enjoyed a good life yet, and he didn't want to die with these lowly soldiers.

So the priest, in the name of God, refused the lord's request and told the lord that Lisbon had become a place of death and that he should not come near it for a hundred years.

The Black Death kills people very quickly, with average physical fitness, and will die within 48 hours, and only a very small number of lucky people with strong bodies can survive.

It is a pity that there were no such lucky ones among these soldiers, and the God they believed in did not come down to save them. More than 1,000 soldiers wailed and died in agony.

Lisbon, the former capital and bustling port, has thus become a place where the surrounding forces talk about it.

"Whoa!"

A half-rotten child's head was picked up, and as it shook as it was picked up, all kinds of rotten nervous tissue and brains inside crackled out from the cracks of the skull, scattering all over the ground.

"Tut-tut, the perfect formation cornerstone!"

It was a man with a cloak and a thin build.

If Zhu Gaoxu was here, he would definitely roar angrily.

"It's him, it's him, it's him..."

That's right, this thin figure in a cloak is the warlock who almost tricked Zhu Zhangui outside the Western Regions Fear City, and he also plans to train Zhu Gaoxu into an invincible god of war.

What his name was, he didn't remember anymore.

He used to be the most outstanding young man in the Miao family, and his single-handed Gu skills were superb, overpowering everyone in that generation, and even the older generation was not his opponent.

At that time, he was not the person he is now.

At that time, he was tall, the muscles on his body were angular and angular, and a face that fascinated thousands of girls set off his heroism.

Young, handsome and capable people can naturally attract the admiration of countless girls.

The girls who expressed their love to him on the way every day were able to line up from his door to the outside of the village.

It's a pity that he didn't accept any of them, as for the reason, no one knows, it's probably too familiar, it's hard to start.

In this way, he lived a single life until he was 17 years old, when he met a girl from the village next door.

The girl was very beautiful, with a delicate figure, and she was also the daughter of the patriarch, and had countless suitors like him.

By chance, the two fell in love at first sight, and under the moon shadow jungle, the two swore an alliance and agreed that they would never be separated again in this life.

The patriarchs and clansmen of the two parties are also very optimistic about this pair of lovers, and feel that the combination of the two must be a beautiful marriage.

But bad luck is looking for a lover.

Just when the two were about to get married, a disaster befell the village, and a group of bandits who didn't know where they came from robbed the cottage.

All the villagers died, and the girl chose to commit suicide by poisoning herself in order to prevent the bandits from being defiled.

When he rushed over, his lover could no longer respond to him, and his body became as cold as ice.

Anger filled his chest, and he frantically pursued and killed the group of bandits alone, using all kinds of means to kill the group of bandits.

But after killing the bandits and taking revenge, the motivation to support him completely disappeared, loneliness and sadness suddenly came to his heart, he lost his life goal, and he was completely decadent.

Since then, he has been drinking and grieving at his lover's grave every day.

As the days passed, the once outstanding youth became a sloppy and decadent useless waste.

Seeing that the person I value the most has become like this.

The patriarch didn't want him to be decadent any longer, so he had a deep talk with him, and told him some inspirational histories of celebrities, hoping to use this to inspire him and get him back on his feet.

It's a pity that the patriarch took great pains to communicate, but it didn't make any difference, he was still decadent, sitting in front of his lover's grave every day and drinking in a daze.

Later, the patriarch had no choice but to think of the mythical history of the clan.

It is said that in ancient times, when Gu magic reached the transcendent realm, it was possible to give birth to white flesh and bones, reborn with severed limbs, and explore the ghosts to resurrect the dead.

In order to motivate the man he had a crush on, the patriarch told him these myths in a very mysterious tone.

And when he asked, he stretched out his hand to the sky to make sure that everything he said was true.

The patriarch said with such certainty, which made him already dead in his heart and ignited hope again.

He decided that he would work hard to study Gu arts, cultivate to the transcendent realm, and resurrect his lover to be reborn.

Seeing that he had regained his fighting spirit and worked hard, the patriarch was very pleased.

Whether he can succeed or not is not known to the patriarch, but the patriarch can be sure that if he continues to study so hard, he will definitely become a knowledgeable elder in the future, and then take over his team and continue to multiply with the race.

But the patriarch couldn't have imagined that his original words of comfort and flickering were taken seriously by him.

In order to resurrect his lover, he desperately learned all kinds of knowledge, whether it was orthodox or forbidden Gu arts, as long as there was a glimmer of hope, he would not give up.

The words handed down by his ancestors recorded that as long as there was a trace of content about the resurrection, he would try them one by one.

For the experiment, he used various animals as samples, and the experimenters did it one by one.

In fact, according to the records in ancient books, people are the best samples.

But he still has a trace of conscience in his heart, and his lover is also a kind-hearted girl, and he doesn't want his lover to come back to life and know that his hands are covered with blood.

But after all, the animal could not respond with words, and he was devastated by the failure of experiments again and again, and finally he set his eyes on himself.

He didn't want to hurt others, so he used his body for experiments.

In the blink of an eye, 10 years later, the originally strong and handsome guy has become a skeleton man that everyone fears.

But he has paid so much and studied countless classics, but he still has not found a way to resurrect his lover.

Failure after failure, pain and torture again and again, completely collapsed the trace of obsession in his heart.

And this collapse also brought a disaster to the village.

Driven mad by rage, he knocks over the objects he experimented with, exposing them to the air.

Any of these items he experimented with could cause a large number of deaths, let alone an outbreak.

He fainted under the stimulus of the poisonous gas, and when he woke up again, he was the only one left in the whole village, and the others, including the dogs, were all poisoned and died.

accidentally killed his closest clansmen, so that the little sanity he had just recovered completely disappeared.

He became a strange man who was sometimes normal and sometimes crazy, wandering between the jungle cottages all day long, shouting strange things from his mouth.

The other people in the cottage, because of his appearance and what he had done, disliked him, ruthlessly drove him away, and forbade him to go near the cottage.

Driven with nowhere to go, he turned into a lonely wild ghost wandering around.

When you are thirsty, you drink mountain springs, and when you are hungry, you eat wild fruits, insects and birds.

Just when he was living the life of a savage, crazy and didn't know where to go.

By chance, he found a parchment scroll in a secret room that had been broken for many years.

And above, an evil formation that gave him hope was recorded.

Gather 99,000 heads of children who died with grievances, form the foundation of the formation, and then use 9,999 adult men's hearts to trigger them, and offer the bones of a saint, you can get the power beyond mortals.

He didn't know what others thought of this formation, but he was convinced of it, and felt that he had found the hope of resurrecting his lover and resurrecting the people.

In order to collect the materials of the Great Array, he took this secret book and left the mountains for the Central Plains.

But at this time, the Central Plains was the time when the country and the people were safe, and these 99,000 children's skulls who died with resentment, where did he go to find them.

The formation is clearly explained, these killed formation materials cannot come from his hands, otherwise the formation will not be activated.

It's not that he didn't think about using his own skills to confuse the emperor, and then let the emperor do all this for himself.

But looking at his appearance, he estimated that he was killed before he could get close to the emperor.

Finally, after thinking about it for a long time, he thought of the countless small countries in the West in the classics, so he decided to go to the West to try his luck.

Perhaps it was God's favor that he was lucky enough to meet a guy who was willing to help him.

But as a result, the other party had not fulfilled his promise, and he was exterminated by the imperial court, making him waste so much time in vain.

Later, he heard that a noble man came from the imperial court, so he wanted to take this opportunity to get in touch with the imperial court.

For this reason, he also took out the results of his years of research, and planned to give the court a greeting gift before contacting the court again.

As a result, the greeting failed to do so.

In order not to be pursued by the imperial court, he continued to travel west, intending to find a suitable target for cooperation.

However, over the years, I have traveled to countless countries, but I have not found a suitable cooperation goal.

A few months ago, just as he was about to try his luck in the Ottoman Empire, he got a piece of news.

His country came to the West and went on a killing spree, destroying a country of tens of thousands of people.

Hearing the news, he took a look at the location of the national capital and found that it turned out to be a very suitable place to establish a formation.

So he came, and used means to forcibly occupy this place, intending to settle here, build up the formation little by little, and resurrect his most beloved people and his dearest people.

As for the bones of saints who need to be sacrificed, he has already chosen the target, which is Jesus, who is called a saint in the West.

In fact, when the Kong family was destroyed, he considered the corpse of Kong Laoer.

But just before he was about to do it, the last shred of his sanity told him that he would be finished if he moved this corpse, so he chose to give up and planned to find another one.

Putting his head on the cart behind him, the cloaked man pulled the cart and continued to walk forward. On the cart, there were skulls that smelled of corpses.

The creaking sound of wooden wheels rubbing against each other brought a touch of terror to this silent city.

The cloaked man is like an old farmer in a vegetable garden, stopping every step of the way and picking and rummaging through a pile of corpses.

When you choose the one you are satisfied with, you laugh happily, and if you don't find the right one, you let out a cry that makes your scalp tingle.

Walking and stopping, the cloaked man pulled the cart he was collecting vegetables and came to the square in the city.

The place has been cleared and leveled, and the ground has been very hard and trenches have been dug out of the ground.

At each junction of the trenches, there was a pit for storing the goods, and the pits were filled with the heads pulled by the cloaked man's cart.

One, two, three...

Throwing the head of today's receipt into the pit, looking at the head of the pit, the cloaked man had a happy smile on his face.

But looking at it, the smile on his skeletal face gradually disappeared, turning into anger and helplessness.

"Not enough or not enough, much, much worse..."

He was like a madman, looking at pit by pit, counting pit by pit.

“1365,1366,1367… 2750,2751! ”

When the count reached 2751, he stopped, looked at the half-pit head, and was stunned.

"It's a lot worse, I need more, I need more..."

Muttering to himself, the cloaked man slowly walked into a room next to the square, picked up his luggage, and walked out of Lisbon.

He was going to the Gulf of Aden, and he was going to find Daming.

His strength alone is not enough, and he needs the help of Da Ming.

As the saying goes, when you go out, you rely on your brothers, and you rely on your fellow countrymen in a foreign country, he plans to find Daming, a fellow countryman, and let Daming, a fellow countryman, help him.

As long as Da Ming is willing to help him, he is willing to give anything but his life.

But when he left, he forgot an important thing.

There is an outbreak of the Black Death here in Lisbon, and as a highly virulent being, he is not afraid of this virus.

But the problem is that he is not afraid, ordinary people are afraid.

He has been fiddling with various corpses for a long time, and his body has already been covered with black death.

So one can imagine what a pleasant surprise he will bring to Western countries along the way.

At the end of December of the third year of Hongxi.

Just as Zhu Zhangui got off the ship from Jinling and was about to take the train back to Beiping, the entire Western Continent fell into a panic.

"Grandpa, disaster, disaster is coming, disaster is coming..."

Early in the morning, Zheng He, who had just had breakfast and was dealing with government affairs, was interrupted by a ghost crying wolf.

"Bang!"

Before he could turn around, the closed door was slammed open by a man, and the governor of Aden, Sash'er, rushed in.

"What's wrong with you? Picked up by a dog! ”

Saxuer is a person who knows etiquette, as long as he is a Ming person, he greets him with a smile, and he is so embarrassed and flustered today, which makes Zheng He a little puzzled about what happened.

"Grandpa, the Black Death, the Black Death is here!"

Saxu'er grabbed Zheng He's really handsless sleeve and exclaimed loudly in panic.

"Smack!"

A loud slap rang out, and a red palm print appeared on Satchel's face.

"Are you awake?"

Wiping his hands on the towel on the shelf next to him, Zheng He asked in a flat tone, and at the same time raised the hand he had just wiped slightly.

He heard the old people say that when he encounters this kind of crazy person, he can just slap him twice.

"Qing... Clear... Sober up! ”

Zheng He's slap still worked, and Saxu'er, who was originally a little flustered, gradually calmed down.

"Tell me what's going on!"

Seeing that the other party was already awake, Zheng He sat back in his chair and asked what was going on while looking at the government affairs in his hand.

"Grandpa, it's the Black Grim Reaper, coming towards us."

Sash'er panicked again, and when she mentioned the Black Death, her body shook subconsciously, obviously very frightened by it.

Zheng He frowned, "What is the Black Reaper." ”

"The Black Death, which is what we call the plague in our native area, is coming towards us."

Zheng He just lifted the brush suddenly, looked back at Saxu'er, and asked anxiously: "We have someone here who is sick!" ”

Sashel shook her head, "No, I have been checked before I came, and there is no illness now." ”

After saying that, he raised his hand and pointed in the direction of Mecca, swallowed his saliva and said in horror: "Mecca has already begun to have it." I heard from a merchant that in the northwestern countries, as long as they were along the coastline, the Black Grim Reaper broke out. Now there are patches of dead people every day, and some cities have died. ”

"According to the information he received, after investigation, various countries found that someone deliberately spread it."

Without waiting for Zheng He to ask, Sashier said quickly: "According to the investigation of Western countries, it was found that the route of the outbreak started from the grape country, then the Spanish country, then France, and then passed through countless coastal cities, coming to us little by little. ”

"Smack!"

Zheng He raised his hand and gave Saxuer another slap.

"You bastard, why did you only tell me now, didn't I ask you to send people to keep an eye on the Western countries, something so big happened, why didn't you inform me."

Zheng He's angry.

It's such a big deal, this bastard didn't tell him about it until now.

The pirate army under his control is still mixed in the Mediterranean, and if they break out in the Black Death, this naval detachment will be completely finished.

Without a war, he lost a naval detachment, which made him explain to Zhu Zhangui, the imperial court, and the emperor.

At the same time, he also regretted it first, he considered that the skin color of the Ming people was different from that of Westerners, and he could not find out the information. He handed over this task to Saashil, wanting this first guy to take refuge in him to make a little more credit.

As a result, this guy is good, he hasn't made a meritorious service, so he made such a big mistake.

If the naval detachment and the Ming soldiers stationed in the Gulf of Aden were all wiped out, Sashier and his Zheng He would be the sinners of the Ming Dynasty through the ages.

"Grandpa, I haven't received any news either, I guess it's because after the outbreak of the Black Reaper, various countries have blocked cities and roads, so that our intelligence officers can't send the information back."

"I can receive this news today, it is still the businessman who ran out before the lockdown." After explaining the reason, Sashel finally added, "I have arrested him and all the people accompanying him, I guess it should be no problem, I heard that the people who got the Black Death will not live for more than two days, and they have walked all the way for so long without anyone dying, it should be that they have not been infected with the Black Death." ”

"You!"

Seeing this guy's innocent appearance, Zheng He angrily slapped him again and pulled him aside.

Then ignoring the aggrieved Saxu'er, he quickly ran out of the door and shouted: "Come on, pass the order, block the whole of Aden, no one is allowed to enter or leave without my order, and those who violate the order will be killed!" ”

Soon, groups of soldiers wearing gas masks and rifles with bayonets began to block the entrances and exits of Aden, and the residents of the city were also strictly ordered to return to their homes and not to wander around.

For the sake of insurance, Zheng He also ordered that the disinfectant left by Zhu Zhangui when he left should be sprinkled all over Aden, and no corner should be spared, even the latrine.

Looking at the soldiers who were spraying disinfectant with a watering can, Zheng He couldn't help but feel a burst of joy in his heart.

At the beginning, Zhu Zhangui left this batch of disinfectant on the grounds that Westerners do not like to take a bath and are easy to transmit various diseases.

At that time, he still felt that Zhu Zhangui was thinking too much, he went around in Western countries, and he didn't get sick when he went back.

But now it seems that Zhu Zhangui was prescient.

While everyone in Aden was hurriedly cleaning and spraying disinfectant, a thin figure wearing a cloak on crutches appeared in the pier of the Gulf of Aden.

Looking at the sun and moon flags hanging on the dock in the distance, and the Ming soldiers who came and went in Ming military uniforms, the cloaked man sighed.

"Alas, I knew that Da Ming was so powerful, I should have worked hard at the beginning, maybe I would be able to cultivate that prince into an invincible god of war."

"Hey, didn't you receive an order, hurry home, don't walk around the city without an order."

As the cloaked man surveyed his surroundings, a soldier in a gas mask, speaking in a non-standard Arabic language, admonished him.

The cloaked man ignored the other man, glanced at the very tall governor's palace, and disappeared into the alley on crutches.

He's going to prepare a present.

If you ask someone to help you and don't bring something, others don't say anything, and you're embarrassed to open your mouth.

Looking at the cloaked man who left without saying a word, the soldier frowned, and wanted to scold.

But looking at the other party's short figure with a cane, he thought it was an old man, shook his head and continued to inspect.

Late at night, the Doge's Palace.

Zheng He, who was also wearing a gas mask, endured the discomfort on his body and kept circling in the room with his hands behind his back.

The Black Grim Reaper still broke out, and the first one to fall was Sash'er, and now that guy has a fever and is uncomfortable, he has begun to talk nonsense, and he keeps crying that he doesn't want to die, so that Zheng He will save his life no matter what.

In addition, some soldiers in the city, the former people of Aden, also showed symptoms such as black death, and some of them were in poor health and were delirious and would have to return to the west at any time.

"Grandpa, there is also a black death on the other side of the fleet, and now all the people who are in good health have been summoned to the ship."

Another piece of bad news came from outside the door, and Zheng He's face was ugly for a while.

"Damn it!"

Zheng He kicked the case down with one kick, and ordered outside the door: "Shut up all the safe people in the cabin, and come down by yourself if you have problems." He paused, "Tell Liu Fei that when it is confirmed that it is safe, evacuate immediately, go back and tell His Highness to block the road from the west to Daming." ”

"You must tell Your Highness that until you find a solution, don't come to the West again, this plague is unprecedentedly dangerous, and if you are not careful, you will destroy the country."

The disease of the Black Death, he heard Zhu Zhangui talk about it, and today he checked the information again and knew the horror in it.

The name Black Death is indeed not wrong, this speed of harvesting human lives is really like death coming to the world. From illness to death, it was two days, and the speed was so fast that I couldn't save it.

"Grandpa, what about you!"

The people outside the door trembled violently when they heard Zheng He's words as if he had given a will.

Zheng He, who was in the room, looked at the small tumor on his arm that was black and had begun to ooze blood and pus, and showed a wry smile.

"I've also been infected, and there's no way to go back."

"Let's go, let's go, this has become a place of death, remember my words, tell Your Highness, don't come here until you find a solution."

"Grandpa!"

The person who reported outside the door knelt on the ground in a daze, looked at the closed door, clenched his fists tightly, and slammed the ground hard.

The news that Zheng He was also touched by the Black Death soon spread throughout Aden, and at the same time, the orders given by Zheng He were also passed on to every Ming soldier.

The command was not sure who would survive, so they passed the word on to every soldier, hoping that some survivor would bring it back to the Ming Dynasty.

It was also strictly ordered that until absolute safety was confirmed, only the message could be transmitted through the ship's radio, and it was not allowed to go ashore without permission.

No one is sure that there is no black death in the body of people who have not died of disease.

So for the safety of Daming, everyone is ready to sacrifice.

The soldiers, who were in good health, carried the infected companions to the Governor's Palace, where they guarded the Governor and received medical treatment nearby.

After settling down, they reluctantly smiled goodbye to their companions, and turned back to the warship moored at the dock one by one.

They don't want to leave, and they don't want to abandon these partners, but they have a mission related to the Ming Dynasty on their backs, so they can only leave ruthlessly.

"Let's go, live well, and when you go back for the New Year's holidays, remember to burn some paper money and pour some wine for your brothers!"

Looking at the reluctant soldiers, one of the officers with the highest rank who was touched by death, leaned on the stone steps at the entrance of the Governor's Palace, smiled and waved at the soldiers, telling them to leave quickly.

The soldiers, who were well protected and wearing gas masks, nodded tearfully and waved vigorously to their brothers who were sitting or lying at the door of the Governor's Palace.

The atmosphere was very sad and the air was very oppressive.

And just when everyone was sad and reluctant to cling to those partners, a very ugly voice came to mind from a dark alley.

"Excuse me, everyone, dare to ask Zheng Guogong!"

Swish!

Everyone turned their heads to look at the alley, and the soldiers on guard raised their guns and aimed them inside.

It was a thin man in a cloak and on crutches.

Its face is not clear to see, but from the other party's extremely inaudible voice just now, and walking in a cloak, everyone estimates that the face should not be good.

But this is only secondary, what matters is how this guy got close to the Doge's Palace.

You must know that the Governor's Mansion is the top priority, it is heavily guarded here, not to mention ordinary people, except for the Ming people, Sashel has to check it layer by layer.

Although the evacuation has begun today, the brothers who are infected with the Black Death are still standing guard, ensuring that they will not be taken advantage of by the enemy.

The strange man in front of him came here without a pass, and he definitely didn't walk through a normal passage.

"Who are you, you dare to trespass on the Governor's Palace, why don't you leave quickly!"

The officer who led the team, his tone was quite polite, this is also because the other party spoke fluent Daming official dialect, if you want to change the language, or be silent.

In today's special situation, the officer probably didn't even bother with it, so he directly ordered the soldiers to shoot.

Facing the cold muzzle pointed at him, the cloaked man was not afraid, and bowed again.

"Please also ask the military master to inform Zheng Guogong, I have one side, which can solve your illness!"

(End of chapter)