Chapter Ninety-Nine: Arrival in England
"This is Satan. There are so many of us that we can't hit him with bullets. ”
"This man is a man who can't even hit a bullet. ”
"Don't fight, don't fight, we surrender. ”
"If we continue to fight, we will all die. ”
"We surrender. ”
"But how can we, noble British, surrender to the lowly yellowskins?" retorted a red-haired Englishman.
"You don't want to live, but don't implicate us. We still want to live. ”
These Britons, except for one extremely stubborn, honestly raised their hands and shouted in English: "We surrender, we surrender, don't kill us." ”
He Xuan slashed the last one who refused to surrender with a sword, and then looked at the others curiously: "Oh, aren't you noble Caucasians? ”
These British, who surrendered, were embarrassed.
They are in their bones and look down on the yellow race.
But they also want to live.
"Forget it, since you have surrendered, I am too lazy to kill you. He Xuan took out a cloth and gently wiped the blood on the cloth. He only had six swords with him. On the territory of China, such a sword is damaged and can be replenished at any time.
However, Britain and even Europe did not have such swords at all, only their knights' swords.
But their knightly swords are very different from Chinese swords.
These six swords must be cherished.
And the more than a dozen Britons who surrendered couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they heard that He Xuan didn't kill them. They finally came back to life. It's terrible to be against this Satan.
"Wait!"
As soon as He Xuan's words came out, the more than ten Britons who surrendered immediately changed their complexions, and they didn't know how this Satan would clean up themselves and others.
"Clean up the deck, it's uncomfortable to smell the blood. The blue sky, white clouds and the sea should be combined with wine and beauty, not the bloody smell of corpses. He Xuan sat on the chair and said lazily.
Hearing He Xuan's words, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, it's okay, it's okay, it's just such a trivial matter.
The British began to pick up the bodies of these people, and the bodies that died on the boat, usually just a way, were thrown directly into the sea. If it is placed on a boat, the ship will travel for a long time, but I am afraid that it will rot and cause all kinds of diseases.
Then, the families of the British who were killed wept, some of them were wives and sons, and some of them were wives and daughters. They are very pitiful, but He Xuan has no sympathy, if he is not strong, then he will be the one who dies.
This is the nineteenth century, 1874, an even more cruel world!
In this era, human life is cheap and cheap.
A military disaster can be millions of people, tens of millions of people killed.
He Xuan is also a person who has lived for hundreds of years, has experienced several different eras, and has long wiped out all those unnecessary sympathies. Now you can lie down and bask in the sun, blow the sea breeze, and watch the white clouds.
Those Britons, after cleaning up the corpses on the deck, felt very strange sitting with He Xuan. They quickly went back to their respective rooms, and sat together with each other.
And the focus of their discussion is naturally what is mysterious.
"This man is simply Satan. More than 30 of us, more than 30 guns, couldn't shoot him, what a monster!"
"Yes, he's a monster!" said another Englishman, also frightened, "By the way, he is from China." It is said that the current emperor of China is the biggest monster, and even a machine gun can't shoot through that monster. They are Chinese, they won't be rich in this kind of monster, right?"
"Yes, I heard that the emperor of China is the reincarnation of Satan. ”
"China, this backward and barbaric country, is really the country of Satan, and this kind of monster will continue to appear. All the Britons present said with ugly faces.
"You say, he can't be the emperor of China, right?" said an Englishman whimsically.
"You're thinking too much. The other Englishmen scoffed: "How young this person is, the average emperor is quite old." Moreover, have you ever seen an emperor of a country who would come alone on a boat and sail across the ocean alone. ”
The Englishman, who had begun to ask this question, could not help but smile when he heard the rebuttals of the others.
yes, impossible!
"But we English, Caucasians, are a superior race. What can this lowly yellow-skinned monkey compare? It doesn't matter if he's from Satan's kingdom or not. A British man in his forties, with a hooked nose and deep eyes, said: "As long as the ship arrives in England and docks, I can contact the British army and ask them to destroy this Satan." ”
This hook-nosed, deep-eyed Englishman was called Desman, a figure of some status in England, and also had the title of baron.
"Yes. We're on the boat now, and we're putting up with this Satan, this devil, for a while. When we get to England, we have to take revenge. The other Britons also nodded one after another, yes, losing to a yellow person like He Xuan, and many people died at the hands of the yellow-skinned monkey, which was a great humiliation for them.
So, they want revenge!
......
He Xuan lay there comfortably.
On deck, there was not a single one.
Indians are afraid of the difference in rank, and the difference in class does not dare to come up.
The British were also killed by He Xuan and did not dare to come up.
This is better, let He Xuan enjoy the entire deck alone.
It's so comfortable!
Suddenly, there was the sound of footsteps.
Hey, there are still bold people in this era who dare to get close to themselves.
He Xuan opened his eyes.
I saw an Indian man about 20 years old, walking towards him.
He seemed to tremble under his gaze, a little frightened, but he still walked over firmly.
A smile appeared on He Xuan's lips.
And this Indian, who was about 20 years old, whispered in English: "My name is Majita, Indian." Hello, distinguished gentleman from China. ”
"Indians, they dare to come near me now, they are quite bold. He Xuan couldn't help but laugh dumbly: "Say, what are you looking for me for." ”
The Indian named Majita said: "I have never liked the British rhetoric, saying that they are the most noble in the world, that we are the lowest in the world, and that we yellow people are the lowly in the world. So, it's very pleasant to see that you are also a yellow race, dare to rebel against the British, and beat the British like this. ”
"But I was just passing through a room when I overheard something. Those British said that once they got to the British port, they would contact the British Army and deal with you. Among them was a baron who could be contacted by the British Army. ”