For the English, such a sudden shelling is undoubtedly unfamiliar. But there will always be a first for everything.

Perhaps in the past they did not know what gunboat diplomacy was, but now at least they can understand one truth when the Ming warships appeared on their coastline, they must give enough respect to the Celestial Empire.

Otherwise, the Heavenly Dynasty would tell them in their own way how to learn to respect the Heavenly Dynasty. Just like now shells replace protests, and the sound of cannons replaces words.

After two rounds of artillery attacks, although Plymouth was not razed to the ground, it has become a hell on earth. Especially near the port, some shells directly hit the ships in the harbor, which not only severely damaged the ships, but also caused a raging fire. The fire even ignited some nearby ships, and the burning ships were burning in the bay like torches.

There were many corpses floating in the sea, and between the corpses and the burning ships, many people who fell into the water struggled there, their eyes full of fear and confusion.

When he put down the telescope, Zhu Youbin said.

"Stop the shelling! Be careful to save shells!"

Cannonballs always need to be spared. After all, when you go out and the fleet is far away in Europe, it is impossible to get any supplies. The nearest supply base is still far away in India.

"Prince of the County, what should I do next?"

Zhang Mingzhen looked at the prince and asked.

Although revenge is very good, what after revenge?

Things that need to be faced always need to be faced, such as the counterattack of the English. In Zhang Mingzhen's view, they now have two choices, one is to continue this visit, but this must take into account the next interception and retaliation of the English. The other is... before they react, withdraw to avoid being retaliated by England. But this is obviously not within Zhang Mingzhen's consideration.

Why was the Ming Dynasty the country above the Celestial Empire?

Why can the barbarians in the foreign countries admire you? It is because you want to slap you in the face, and you will hit you upright, and you have to let your face come over and hit you!

escape!

That is not the style of our country!

"Continue to move forward and go to London!"

When Zhu Youbin finished speaking, the air and raindrops frozen at this moment in the feeling of the others on the stern of the ship!

Go... to London!

"Prince of the County, go... London?"

It's the capital of England!

Even Zhang Mingzhen, who had no plans to retreat at all, was shocked by Zhu Youbin's suggestion.

Isn’t this a self-investigation?

Of course, Zhang Mingzhen would not retreat, and would not leave after taking advantage, but according to his idea, he should visit the Netherlands now. The Dutch and the English have fought for several years, which is equivalent to the natural allies of the Ming Dynasty. Moreover, over the years, the Netherlands has been happily in front of the middlemen between the Ming Dynasty and Europe, and they have made a lot of money.

No matter what interests are, they will definitely be happy that the Ming fleet will rest in their ports, and then, fight a few more naval battles to defeat the English!

But the problem is... the prince actually wants to go to London!

"The Prince of the County, it is the capital of the Republic of England!"

Wang Linyue, who was beside him, whispered that he was the deputy envoy of this trip. He not only speaks Latin, but also proficient in Spanish, Portuguese, French, and English.

"That's right, I'm going to the capital of England. Since I've fought, I have nothing to worry about. I'll give him an ultimatum. I'll either apologize or continue fighting! See what the barbarians in the country can do to me! This time I'll let the barbarians in the continent know that those who violate my great power in the future will be punished even if they are far away... I've never said it verbally!"

Domineering!

This is a domineering person. The listener was excited but was careful. After all, this is acre of land.

"Prince, in the opinion of the general, we might as well go to the Netherlands first, and then join forces with the Dutch, and then start a criminal offense, perhaps it is safer!"

Zhang Mingzhen persuaded.

"The Dutch? How could I be a vassal state of my Ming Dynasty? Since it is not? Why should I ask him to send troops to help?"

Shaking his head, Zhu Youbin said in a deep voice.

"Why are England so despised the Ming Dynasty so much? To put it bluntly, my Ming army was not here, if not, what would it be? I was ordered by the emperor to visit Europe not to fall into the prestige of the Celestial Empire, but to make the prestige of the Celestial Empire in all directions. If I cannot make it famous in a foreign land, why should I go here far? If I waited to fall into the prestige of the Ming Dynasty this time? How would I come back to this matter in the future? Look..."

Zhu Youbin said, pointing at Plymouth, which was shrouded in a raging fire.

"Perhaps, it's thousands of miles away from the Ming Dynasty, but the reputation of the Ming Dynasty should be boundless. If someone ignores it, then our fleet should sail there and then use cannons to tell them what the power of the Celestial Empire is!"

Zhu Youbin's eyes looked long-awaitedly at the depths of the rain and fog. As a royal family, he cared about the reputation of the Italian Ming Dynasty more than anyone else.

"All the king's land under the sky is the king's land, the king's ministers...the heavenly power of the Ming Dynasty, they must be respected!"

"This, this...the risks..."

"I have decided! General Zhang, I am willing to go to London with me!"

Zhu Youbin stared at Zhang Mingzhen, and their eyes collided in the air.

Then everything was silent.

"Since that's the case, then you will follow the angel to break into the dragon's and tiger's den!"

Zhang Mingzhen's answer made Zhu Youbin laugh.

"They don't wear it yet!"

At this moment, everyone made a decision to make England pay for their actions.

It was at this moment that suddenly, the rain over the strait stopped, and even the wind stopped. Soon the sun's beam of light pierced the clouds, and the fog covering the strait seemed to fade away little by little.

Although the connection between the sky and water in front is still shrouded in sea fog, it is full of irresistible mysterious temptations.

This temptation is not the temptation of land or territory, but the temptation of raising the power of tomorrow and thousands of miles away.

Sometimes, such temptation is even more touching than territory and land.

"set sail!"

Zhu Youbin spoke loudly.

On June 13, 1658, after the sound of cannons was announced, the Ming Dynasty's mission fleet set sail again, and the mighty fleet split the rolling waves of the English Channel, heading north and towards the Thames.
Chapter completed!