Beiyang new warlord

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Here, Song Xiance finally opened up, thumped the mud on his knees, and raised an OK gesture.

"For every shipment, [-]% will be drawn!"

I really don't know if it was to show off their strength on purpose or if they were fooled by them. When they came, they walked up the steps one by one blindfolded. When they came back, they simply kicked Song Xiance off the big treasure boat, so that this guy with a pair of thief eyes can feel free to search around boldly. .

What's even more irritating is that just now, the radish head is pretending to be a grandson, but now the carrot head is pretending to be a grandpa, looking disdainfully at the big boats that are the main force of the Zheng family's navy, and slapping their mouths as they walk.

"You, Zheng Jun, are so famous that it's really hard to live up to! This gun window is quite big, and the caliber of the gun is so fucking small, Franji! You can also hit 200 meters? Tsk tsk, my general is a urinal Cannons are thicker than this!"

These days, a red-clothed cannon costs 3000 taels in the capital, which is relatively cheap. Zheng Zhilong is an armed businessman after all, and he pays attention to bringing more goods and making more money. Yes, who the hell brought that thing, the main battleship, the big boat, also had a door on the bow, and the gun means this cannon. When it was really desperate, the Zheng family had a lot of men with blood on their heads, and the Fran cannon burned one Wheels, just skipping the cable and doing it.

This is the difference between Mao Jue and Zheng Zhilong. Zheng Zhilong is not professional when he is a pirate. He is a part-time pirate and a full-time sea merchant. Mao Jue is just the opposite. A full-time pirate and a part-time sea merchant. Completely imitating the tactics and preparations of the Englishmen in the British-Western sea battle, can I not fight you! I will avoid you, the cannon greets you, the body is hard, and the words are tenable, so do you still need to grab the money?I have to jump into my arms.

Therefore, what Song Xiance said is true, but unfortunately, this precious information was completely used by the escorting general Zheng Jun as a braggart. with.

On the other end, the treasure ship, the leading throne of the South China Sea.

"Leader, what do you think?"

"It's so fucking wretched! Who are Mao Jue's subordinates? What kind of subordinates and masters? I don't think this guy named Mao is much better!"

Still haunted by nausea, he tilted his head and spit, Zheng Zhilong hummed disdainfully, and the group of rough men at Shibazhi nodded repeatedly.

"Yeah! What the hell!"

"A coward!"

"Rubbish!"

The corner of Chen Yonghua's mouth couldn't help twitching for a sensible person here. He really didn't want to tell how his lord's IQ was crushed just now, and he coughed heavily after waiting for most people to scold him.

"Leader, what I'm talking about is Mao's proposal. It's not impossible to give him [-]% of each shipment. At worst, we can raise the price when we go back. Anyway, there are copper, mercury, and silver in Japan that people want, and it's not a loss. Besides When the Dongjiang boat comes to our land, he has to give us [-]%! After all, it’s still a profit!”

"On the sea of ​​the Japanese country, after all, his surname Mao is a local snake, so there is no need to fight him to the death!"

Not to mention, Chen Yonghua's words made Zheng Jing and the others couldn't help but nod their heads in approval, maritime merchants! Harmony makes money is a big deal!

I'm not afraid of bad things, but afraid of bad people. In Zheng Zhilong's mind, Zheng Zhibao is different from the bag next to Murong Fu. With his stinking mouth, he offends all the martial arts comrades that Murong Fu finally colluded with.

"How can we do that? Damn it, our Zheng family has hung a flag to close the market, when will it be the turn of these cats and dogs to come to us! Besides, this Mao guy is a fart local snake. He's fucking pissing and playing with mud! How many boats does he have!"

"Hmph, Beihai dragon head? I think he is a loach!"

Zheng Zhibao spoke triumphantly, and Chen Yonghua, who was too familiar with Zheng Zhilong, felt his heart skip a beat. Sure enough, Zheng Dalong immediately changed his position and nodded his head incessantly.

"After all, I ordered the South China Sea. Today, a wretched man sent by the surname Mao got it back with a few words. How can I have the face to rule the South China Sea in the future!"

"Tonight, go back to this North Sea leader!"

Zheng Zhilong set the tone, and Chen Yonghua's heart skipped a beat again. Hearing those thick, muscular men screaming excitedly, a dark cloud rose in his heart.

Now he suddenly remembered that Song Xiance was so wretched and humble, could he deliberately use this bait to attract Zheng Jun to bump up against him?

Chapter 322. Cannon

Don't rely on sails, don't rely on oars! This life is all about waves! Now Zheng's fleet is very turbulent. A large boat, the fleet of clippers is moving forward like a ghost.

The gold silk outfit on his body was also pulled out at this time, and Zheng Zhilong was also bare-armed, stepping on the 1000-jin cannon on the bow of the Clippers, staring at the dark night sky in front of him with a pair of eyes like sharks, From time to time, he let out a bloodthirsty gasp.

The destination of this fleet is quite familiar, Nagasaki!

"A scholar is a scholar. He talks about it all day and night. When he reaches the real chapter, he won't be able to do it. Once he hears that he's going to get rid of it, he's going to lose his mind! Heh!"

With a shark knife wrapped around his hand, and the cold night wind blowing, Zheng Zhibao was still grinning and laughing, and Shibazhi and the other pirate leaders were also laughing and laughing.

"Maybe, maybe the military division has other plans!"

Only Zheng Jing made a submissive excuse, but unfortunately, even he lacked confidence, these words immediately made Zheng Zhibao laugh and slap him on the shoulder.

"Come on! If you want me to tell you, their literati are all vain, and they really have to rely on our brothers to fight desperately! Brother, don't you think so?"

Zheng Zhilong snorted noncommittally, and always looked forward with a pair of tricks.

The distance between Ryukyu and Kyushu Island is really not far. The journey is light and the wind is just right. It only takes two or three hours to travel by water. It just got dark and the time of arrival is exactly midnight.

This era is not as bright as the light pollution of later generations. Originally, Nagasaki Castle could still have a bit of nightlife, but after Mao Jue closed the port, Nagasaki Castle also degenerated from a commercial city to a feudal city with strict hierarchy. Only the newly built small castle tower can emit a little faint light. It was regarded as a lighthouse, pointing out a way for the pirates in the South China Sea.

"Dragon head! Nagasaki is here!"

In front, Shi Daxuan raised his nine-ringed machete, pointed forward obliquely, and Zheng Zhilong, who had been stepping on the cannon, finally gave a hum, put his foot down, and immediately pulled out a machete, and made two gestures behind him. Next, there was a deep shout, and the Zheng family pirates, who were shirtless or only wearing vests, rushed out to the deck like rats out of their nests.

If it was upright, they wouldn’t be called pirates! After all, as expected of Zheng Zhilong’s subordinates, more than a dozen Viking-like longship sharks groped quietly into Nagasaki Port, and there were many ships moored in the port. But most of the people at this point were asleep to see Duke Zhou go, and the long boat was gliding around the densely packed Japanese boats, but no one noticed it.

The bottom of the boat rushed onto the beach with a harsh rubbing sound, holding a shark knife, Zheng Zhibao, who was the hottest, was the first to jump off the boat, yelling in a low voice while slashing and pulling with the knife.

"You guys! Go ahead and let me occupy the clock tower! Then light a torch on the dragon head, the third child, you fucking brothers stepped on all the plates around you, and inserted mushrooms directly! The rest follow me Zhengjie, go to his mother's acting office first!"

Following his gestures, five or six hundred pirates swarmed in. These guys are very familiar with Nagasaki. The Kuoya pirate who was named kicked away the broken houses near the beach where he landed. After confirming that no one was there, the archers climbed up to the roof with their hands on the wall. A few people went straight to the port, which was originally used as a lighthouse, and ran to the six or seven-meter-high bell tower. Go straight to the small Tianshou in the center of the city to kill, capture the thief first and capture the king, this gang of pirates also understand.

But pirates are pirates after all. Just after passing through a street by the port, in the big team carrying a knife and shirtless, a one-eyed dragon wearing a red turban suddenly felt urgent to urinate, and he didn't say hello. In the small alley next to him, as soon as his pants were taken off, water splashed against the corner of the wall.

It is estimated that there was too much pickled vegetables on the boat. The water was burnt yellow, and there was a smell within half a meter. It was sprinkled on the corner of the wall, and suddenly a black and shiny helmet jumped up, with a wet head on it. roared.

"Baga! Lu! Die! Die!!"

Unexpectedly, a sleeping Japanese samurai poured out of his urine, seeing this guy still wiping Ren Zhongbai on his face, the one-eyed dragon grinned grinningly, without lifting his trousers, he raised his knife first.

But soon he couldn't laugh anymore. Amidst the clattering sound, behind the piss warrior, Japanese warriors in black helmets who had been quarreled one after another appeared like mushrooms after the rain, with their knives sharpened through the scabbard. The voices came and went, and a few seconds later, the whole alley was filled with the cold light of katana swords.

Ren Zhongbai, who could be regarded as having wiped his face clean, looked at himself with his samurai sword in his hand, and the urinating samurai grinned, revealing a wretched grin on his face.

"Well, the villain went the wrong way, you go on, go on, the little one will leave first!"

Being stared at by 1 Timo Yins, Cyclops threw the knife, giggled, and slipped out of the alley with his trousers in his hands.

But before he slipped two steps away, a curse was heard from behind him again.

"Baga ah Lu, give it a whiz!"

Amidst the heavy thumping sound, hundreds of samurai swords were raised high and slashed at his forehead, yelling "Oh my god!"Cyclops also wished his parents would give him another leg, crying for his parents and crying for his mother, rushing straight to the pirate team.

"Lord Leopard! It's an ambush!"

At sea, Zheng Jun's big boat was still slowly diving towards Nagasaki Port quietly, but when it came, all the big oars were replaced with small oars, and the sailors on the lower level tried to lighten every stroke as much as possible, so as not to make any noise. , and stepped on the firing cannon again, Zheng Zhilong still squinted his eyes and stared at the Nagasaki Castle in front of him, but he was still thinking about Chen Yonghua and what he said before he left.

The dragon head! The small fish is at the front, and the real dragon is at the back! The potato is hot, so just throw it away!