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Section 238 Why come

Zhengjiang once again lifted the vine basket full of human heads from the corner of the house. The basket was very big and there were too many people. Even if he was burly and strong, he would find it difficult to pick it up with both hands. He simply dragged it to Tianhao and directly grabbed the bottom and upper edge of the basket in the simplest way to overturn it. A large number of ferocious heads, mixed with blood, rolled down the ground like watermelons.

This kind of thing seems to be no big deal to the northern barbarians, it is normal. Killing people in any battle, and the head of the deceased is the best way to show their courage and achievements. But it is not like this. The sailors were frightened and trembled all over. It is not that they had never seen dead people, but suddenly they were all over the ground, and they felt like they had come to hell in an instant. Look at the giant guards around them, especially the broken teeth, which look like pigs, ferocious, and two big fangs raised high from their lips and released bad intentions and cold eyes in their eyes. It was already very good that they were not scared to death on the spot.

Tianhao stared at the pale second mate, his calm voice was cold: "Find out the captain's head."

This is not a game, it is a way he uses to verify whether the other party is lying.

The second pair knelt on the ground, laying like a dog, holding up the heads with both hands and putting them in front of them to identify them carefully. He looked so seriously, pushing his fingers away from the dead's hair, staring at every inch of his skin with an almost perverted gaze. Everyone was afraid of death. He didn't want the young savage ogre on the chair to be crazy and turn himself into a delicious dish because of a moment of negligence.

After more than ten minutes, the captain's head was finally found. Tianhao asked the sailors to come forward to identify it in turn. Everyone said that the second mate read it correctly, and this was indeed the captain.

Zhengjiang stood beside him with a little twisted and his expression was not very natural. Of course, there was no secret interaction between him and the white people in the south. Zhengjiang remembered clearly that at the beginning of the battle on the sideline, he waved his long sword and cut off the guy's head... If he had known that he was the captain of the ship, he would definitely not have done this. At most, he cut off his legs, let him suffer a little, and then bring it back to the respected lord.

Tianhao was a little irritated and his eyes became more and more gloomy. This accident was very different from what he imagined: when he was in Black Point City, Tianhao carefully looked up the mud templates of the Royal Archives and asked relevant personnel about the ocean issues. Whether it was historical records or reply, it showed that the white people in the south had never penetrated the northern continent along the coastline.

This is obviously not a constraint caused by the lack of navigation technology. The Obsidian is a very good brig ship with a fast speed and high safety, suitable for crossing the ocean. The reason why the white people in the south failed to ensure sea control with a large number of warships for a long time, and then launched an attack from the rear of the barbarians by landing the Marine Corps was entirely because the strength of individual races was too great, and it was difficult for weapons to play a decisive role in the outcome of the war.

In the cold weapon war with hand-to-hand combat, the white people in the south were no match for the barbarians at all.

Fortunately, they created gunpowder early and developed muskets. Tianhao felt that this was very likely to be the same way as the genetic genes of the northern barbarians. However, due to various conditions, the muskets of the white people in the south were limited. After decades, they were still using extremely primitive muskets, and even the gunpowder formula had not changed at all.

He carefully looked at the cannon carried by the Obsidian, which was cast in copper, rather than more advanced steel products. The ancient front-loaded cannon has limited lethality, and a mere cannon cannon is almost impossible to play a role in naval battles. It is not so much a weapon, but rather a shock to the other party, and at the same time it can also give the people on his ship a little psychological comfort, a prop that is worse than nothing.

Of course, the clever tactics of assembling a large-scale fleet and landing behind the barbarians are not completely impossible to achieve. However, this is extremely difficult and requires a great price to be paid. Tianhao calculated that with the comprehensive combat power of the white people in the south, the number of cross-sea transmissions cannot be less than 30,000 people at a time, and subsequent personnel must be supplemented within one month to stabilize the temporary strongholds established in the early stage.

When fighting, it is not enough to just send the army. Without sufficient logistical support, no matter how many people go, they will die.

Fortunately, the white people in the south established five countries: the Saxon Kingdom, the Kingdom of God, the Kingdom of the Golden Lily Kingdom, the Kingdom of Rhine Kingdom, and the Kingdom of Viking Kingdom. Although the five kingdoms have formed an alliance to work together to deal with threats from the north of the mainland, they have different orders and are difficult to unify in a short period of time.

In addition, the Holy See also used its powerful military power to exist alone outside the five kingdoms.

In this case, even if the navies of various countries are gathered to form alliance fleets, disputes will arise due to different interests.

With such premise and background, the "Obsidian" avoids various violations and appears on the sea surface that is only a few days away from Panshi City. This makes Tianhao not think deeply.

But the only captain who knew the inside story was chopped off by the idiot Zhengjiang.

Tianhao doesn't think that the second deputy is lying. The fewer secrets are always known, the better. If even the second deputy knows the inside story, there is no so-called secret.

Why did the "Obsidian" come to this place?

It's as incredible as a normal-minded person taking the initiative to lift his foot into a trap.

With a cold gaze swept across the audience, Tianhao ordered Zhengjiang in a calm tone: "Put the heads on the ground."

He then moved his body and raised his hand to point at the shortest sailor in the crowd: "You, come out."

He was a thin young man, and in terms of age, he should be the youngest among all.

He wrapped a red and black plaid turban, his legs and arms were very thin, and hesitant to wear a large sailor suit, his expression was a little hesitant, and his trembling fingertips showed that he was in fear, and cold sweat oozing from his forehead, standing there without moving.

Tianhao didn't want to waste time on these people. He turned his head and glanced at his broken teeth, pinched his fingers, and issued an order in barbarian language: "Go, grab him."

Broken teeth walked over with a ferocious look on his face, and directly grabbed his shoulders like he was catching a chicken, and carried it away from the ground with one hand. The poor young man struggled desperately, but he was no match for Broken teeth at all.

"Little white skin, you look delicious. Hahahaha!" Zhuoya deliberately carried him in front of him, and a strong stench ejaculated from his wide open mouth. Seeing the young man's face instantly turned bloodless, Zhuoya was extremely satisfied with his psychological satisfaction. He smiled and placed him in front of Tianhao, pressed his shoulder hard, forcing him to kneel down.

Young people cannot understand the words of broken teeth, but they can understand the meaning they want to express through their movements and expressions.

Tianhao looked at the other party.

After a long time, he lowered his volume and asked in his slightly hoarse voice: "Why are you not talking?"

This is a young man with a pretty appearance and extremely white skin. He is very different from other sailors and looks thin. He picks out a few strands of beautiful blonde hair under the headscarf and shines in the sun.

This question was not aimless. When Zhengjiang took everyone into the room, Tianhao carefully observed everyone. He asked the second mate and identified the captain's head before, and the others said a few more or less, or they were either exclaiming and lamenting, but the young sailor closed his lips and said nothing.

Tianhao looked at his beautiful blue eyes: "Are you challenging my authority? Or do you think I am nothing special? The legendary barbarian is actually just like this. It is neither scary nor vicious, and even polite, giving you a noble treatment?"

The corners of his eyes twitched, his eyes were obviously shaken, but they were immediately covered by a firmness of unknown origin.

"It seems you don't plan to say anything to me about this ship." Tianhao put his left hand on his knee and sat upright: "Okay, the time is almost over anyway. I'd better determine the menu for dinner first, eat and drink enough, and then continue this boring game."

He raised his hand, and his raised index finger passed over the young man kneeling in front of him. He slowly moved onto a group of sailors in the middle of the room. Tianhao opened his lips and teeth lightly, muttering: "It's him, it's him, it's him, our hero, little Nezha..."

I recited a word, nodded a person's head, and recited it three times in a row, and my fingertips finally settled on an unlucky guy in order.

"It's him." Tianhao deliberately moved his cheeks, showing a hungry look, and his English pronunciation was extremely clear: "Cut off his legs, cut them into thin strips, fry them in butter, and add more garlic. Tell the chef to add cream to his bone marrow and eyes, and add less salt so that the salad will taste good. And his head, he must be kept alive until dinner is served, so that his brain can be fresh enough... Well, that's about that. You can do the rest yourself, let the people below share one point, almost enough to eat."

In fact, the barbarians do not have such a terrible recipe at all. They are purely out of Tianhao's own evil tastes and intimidation.

He repeated the words just now in barbarian language.

Broken Tooth walked over with a grin, grabbed the poor guy, and dragged it out of the crowd. He let out a shrill and desperate scream, struggling desperately, but could not resist, and was pulled out of the room by Broken Tooth, and the sound became farther and farther.

Tianhao looked down at the young man kneeling on the ground, smiled faintly, and said in a serious English: "You are very young and tender, and you will be my breakfast tomorrow."

Despite his fear, the young man covered up well and even looked inviolable. He raised his head and made a stubborn voice that he refused to admit defeat: "You did it on purpose... If you are really hungry, there is no need to say those words in our language."

A trace of anger flashed deep in Tianhao's eyes. He raised his feet, stepped on the other party's shoulders heavily, and controlled the force, just pressing down his slightly tender face, but did not step on the ground to flatten it.

He smiled gloomy and coldly: "Don't want to eat it doesn't mean you can't eat it. No appetite for the time being does not mean you will never be hungry. Actually, you know very well, I wanted to know your secret from the beginning... Well, the word "you" doesn't seem to be appropriate, so, can you tell me why a woman appears among a group of sailors? And she is so young and has a noble temperament that is out of place with other people?"

The young man who was trampled on the ground suddenly raised his head, his blue eyes flashing with disbelief. His body began to tremble violently, emitting unprecedented fear and despair.

"My men are all men. Although your appearance and figure do not match their aesthetic view, they don't mind having a few close contacts with a white woman that surpasses friendship." Tianhao showed his hideousness in his smile: "I promise you will be pregnant with a barbarian cub within an hour, and give birth to one per year. Sometimes it may be twins or triplets."

"You can't do this." She was trembling all over, speaking very quickly, and her pale face was bloodless.

"I am the lord, I have the final say here." Tianhao bent down and gently curled his green and pale face with his fingers, as if it was a poor stag who was shot by a bow and arrow and fell to the ground and dying. He could not resist and could only endure fate. He could only endure the ravage of fate: "You only have one chance to choose."

The perception ability that has been strengthened many times is very strong. Tianhao has long discovered that she is actually a woman. Although she has done a good job of imitating men, she is as rough as a real sailor as possible, and even if her bodies collide and contact each other, there are still many details that reveal the true gender.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man in his forties rushed out of the crowd and shouted in a fearful but extremely firm tone: "I can tell you all the secrets, please let her go, sir."

...

Alpso was an ancient family of the Saxon Kingdom, and its origins can be traced back to the legendary Dark War era. At that time, there were hundreds of countries on the southern continent, and after countless wars, they finally merged into the current five kingdoms.

The first in the family was humble and was just an ordinary civilian. By chance, he became a entourage beside the knight. After that, he made many military achievements and was appreciated by the king. He climbed up step by step and eventually became an earl.

This title is not high, but it is definitely not low.

The Elpso family now has no professional soldiers, and the glory of their ancestors has long been abandoned by future generations. The large amount of wealth accumulated from that era is enough for future generations to have food and clothing, and they are trying hard from the root.

The head of the hometown has an amazing talent in giving birth. He did not waste his life and spent a good night with many women. At the same time, it triggered an amazing hit rate, with more than 30 sons and daughters.
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