The next day, early in the morning.

Zhu Zhanyan got up very early, and after a brief wash, he summoned Zhu Ling and Zhu Ping and set off for the next destination.

However, unlike when he was in Rome, last night, Zhu Zhanyan changed his destination after reading the battle report that Xing Kun had not had time to send.

The reason is very simple, it turned out that his target was Braunschweig, but according to the battle report received by Xing Kun, Qian Yong and Jian Xiao had already captured the Imperial Free City of Bremen, and now they were approaching Aachen, the capital of the Holy Roman Empire.

Zhu Zhanyan is generally not on the front line of the battlefield, because his security determines the power structure of the entire Europe, and even the entire Eurasian continent, and once he has a problem, the entire Eurasian continent will be in chaos.

Therefore, he usually chooses the city behind the front battlefield.

For example, Qian Yong and Jian Xiao have already taken Brunswick before, and the next target is the Imperial Free City of Bremen, and the main battlefield is near the Imperial Free City of Bremen, and his destination is Braunschweig behind.

Now that Qian Yong and Jian Xiao have fully taken the Imperial Free City of Bremen, and the main battlefield has also shifted to the area around Aachen, his destination will naturally move forward.

However, the battlefield is changing rapidly, and no one knows in which direction it will develop in the future.

Aachen, the capital of the Holy Roman Empire.

Now Aachen has been in a mess, because the Ming army has arrived, just thirty miles outside the city, although Aachen has not received the news of the Imperial Free City Bremen, but the Ming army can reach the foot of Aachen, which means that the Imperial Free City Bremen has been lost.

The people of Aachen, who were still sitting in the high hall, are now gone, and escape is the only thought in their hearts.

What they don't know, though, is that they have much more to face than that.

Strait of Dover.

This is the western end of the English Channel and the closest point to mainland Europe on the island of Great Britain, and now the Strait of Dover is a sea of tensions.

On both sides of the river, the English were on the alert as if they were facing a great enemy, and the reason was the appearance of the Ming treasure fleet at the mouth of the Rhine.

The last time Wang Jinghong crossed the English Channel, the English tried to stop it, after all, this English Channel was the most important route for them to and from the Kingdom of France, once blocked, the English people far away in the Kingdom of France would be besieged.

However, in the face of the treasure fleet of the Ming Dynasty, the result can be imagined.

Now, the same fleet, which had only crossed the English Channel for nearly a year and had not been heard from for nearly a year, reappeared, and although they knew that the chances of victory were almost slim, they still had to try.

For they already knew the agreement reached between the Ming army and Yolanda of Aragon, and they knew that it was a problem that they would have to face sooner or later, otherwise their great conquest of the English south would be in vain.

However, this time they were nervous in vain, because the target of the treasure fleet was not them, but the Rhine, where the treasure fleet docked.

Moreover, they only saw a lot of large ships docked at the mouth of the Rhine, but they did not know that this was only the remaining ships, and more than half of the ships were no longer here.

All this is because of the peculiarities of the Rhine.

Although the Rhine is the fifth largest river in terms of freight traffic after the Yangtze River, the Pearl River, the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal and the Mississippi River, it is not as deep as the four big brothers in front of it.

The normal water depth of the Rhine channel is two to two and a half meters, but in times of drought this depth can drop to less than half a meter!

There are many kinds of ships in the treasure fleet of the Ming Dynasty, which can basically be divided into handsome ships, warships, boats and horse boats, of which there is one handsome ship, and the rest are warships, boats and horse boats.

Among the remaining three types of ships, there is also a difference in size, and it doesn't matter if you take a boat, but the size of the warship and horse ship is also far beyond the world average.

Because of the particularity of the Rhine, Wang Jinghong did not dare to let large warships and horse boats also enter the Rhine, so a large number of ships remained at the mouth of the Rhine, which brought wrong judgment to the English.

At this time, Wang Jinghong had already arrived in the south of Aachen, and he had made some gains.

The most important thing is that this is not a small achievement.

"Tsk, that's really unusual."

Because the handsome boat was too big to enter the Rhine, Wang Jinghong sat on the horse boat that temporarily served as the handsome boat, looking at the few people in front of him who were tied up with flowers, and was amazed.

"In the face of a national disaster, the experience you think about is not how to work together to tide over the difficulties, but to fly separately when the disaster comes?"

Although he couldn't understand Wang Jinghong's words, the translator around him faithfully relayed these words to Leopold and other Habsburg people.

Hearing such words in such a situation, the faces of these Habsburgs were full of humiliation.

However, the situation is stronger than the people, and they have no way.

Looking at the captives in front of him who were full of humiliation but didn't say a word, Wang Jinghong didn't have the leisure to break with them, got up and waved his hand, signaling the guards to dispose of these people.

Wang Jinghong didn't know what Zhu Zhanyan thought, but he knew that these people were definitely not Sigismund, and he didn't know as much as Jian Xiao, so if he wanted to stay, he would definitely stay as a prisoner of Sigismund's level.

As for Leopold......

It's too troublesome to carry, just the head, convenient, and no worries.

However, as soon as Wang Jinghong turned around, Leopold noticed that something was wrong.

It took him a lifetime to reach the heights he is today, and he didn't want his efforts to be ruined here, let alone let the Habsburgs decline in his own generation.

Hearing Leopold's shout, Wang Jinghong didn't intend to pay attention to it, but the translator's words made him stop.

"Commander Wang, this man said that they have a captive who can satisfy you enough."

"Ask!" Wang Jinghong didn't turn around, but just turned his head and said.

He didn't want to ink with Leopold, and if the other party didn't say it, then he wouldn't show mercy, so he didn't give Leopold any room for bargaining.

Soon, the translator got what Wang Jinghong wanted to know.

"The envoy of the king of Hui, this man said that he had a captive in his hand, and he was the son-in-law of the Holy Roman Emperor Sigismund, and Sigismund had no son, only a daughter, and according to the custom here, the son-in-law could also inherit the family business."

"So, the person they're talking about is actually the next Holy Roman Emperor."

"What about people?" Wang Jinghong turned around at this time.

After a pause, the interpreter looked at Wang Jinghong with an embarrassed face: "Commander Wang, he said that if they let them go first, they would bring people over, otherwise they would rather go with this person to see their God." ”

Wang Jinghong frowned when he heard this, took two steps forward, and raised his hand.

Airplanes...... Ulla......

There was a tingling sound in the ears, followed by the sound of dripping water.

The head of a member of the Habsburg dynasty rolled down the deck, giving it a blinding shade of scarlet.

"What about people?" Wang Jinghong's tone remained unchanged, and his expression did not change, as if everything that happened just now had become commonplace.

……

It took only three breaths between the beginning of the questioning and the raising of the hand again before and after another Habsburg man's head rolled onto the deck.

"What about people?" Wang Jinghong spoke again.

It was only then that Leopold looked at Wang Jinghong as if he had just woken up, his neck turned mechanically, his eyes widened, and he looked at Wang Jinghong with a face full of incredulity.

It's not that Leopold has a bad mental quality, not to mention how unbearable he is, as a member of the Habsburg Empire, as a duke of Austria, and as a power-grabber who is plotting for the throne of the Holy Roman Empire, Leopold has seen much more than ordinary people.

And the reason why he was stunned was entirely because of Wang Jinghong's unreasonable cards.

He sacrificed the Albrecht card in order to negotiate with Wang Jinghong and want to preserve the living power of the Habsburg Empire as much as possible.

However, Wang Jinghong did not give him the slightest chance, he was just a routine delay in the negotiation stage, and a member of the Habsburg dynasty died, and then before he could react, another person's head fell to the ground.

"Wait!"

Seeing that the guard beside Wang Jinghong raised his saber again, Leopold hurriedly shouted, he already regretted it.

However, he regretted it a little too late.

Another head rolled on the deck, but Wang Jinghong still looked directly at Leopold as if he hadn't seen it at all, repeating the words without the slightest emotion.

"What about people?"

Leopold's head hammered down feebly, and he slowly got to his knees and turned his direction.

"Untie him." Wang Jinghong raised his hand.

Soon, Wang Jinghong's bodyguards untied Leopold and escorted him to his feet, allowing him to identify the successor of the Holy Roman Emperor, whom he had spoken.

Soon, Albrecht was brought out.

"You're the heir of the Holy Roman Emperor he said you would?" Wang Jinghong looked at Albrecht and spoke slowly.

Albrecht looked straight at Wang Jinghong, without fear, without anger, not even emotion, almost like a piece of wood.

However, when he turned his head to look at Leopold, the resentment in his eyes proved that he was not a wood.

"Yes......" Albrecht said slowly, as if he had resigned himself to his fate.

Wang Jinghong raised his hand when he heard this, and the guards around him quickly moved, and ten more members of the Habsburg Dynasty fell to the ground.

Completely ignoring Leopold's heart-rending shouts on the side, Wang Jinghong still looked straight at Albrecht.

"Are you the heir of the Holy Roman Emperor he spoke of?"

"Yes......" Albrecht's voice gained a little strength, and his eyes revealed a bit of pleasure.

Wang Jinghong raised his hand again.

This time, Leopold no longer had the strength to cry, for this time all the Habsburgs, including him, were in a different place.

Looking at Albrecht, whose face was full of happiness and was almost crazy, Wang Jinghong finally determined one thing.

Leopold didn't lie, and Albrecht didn't lie.

This was not a temporary drag out to stall for the dead, and even if Albrecht was not the heir to the Holy Roman Emperor, as Leopold said, he was definitely not a Habsburg man.

However, this is all speculation, and judging by Leopold's reaction and Albrecht's reaction to the killing of the Habsburgs, what they said should be true.

(End of chapter)