.Ku Yong smiled and looked at the shiver of the shiver of the Bishop. His eyes narrowed. The Duke Rostov next to him was full of flattery, holding a hat in his hand. He owed his body and said, "This is the Bishop. I heard that the Lord is looking for him, so I immediately presented him.

The fenze official at the side reposted Duke Rostov's words. Bai Chenggu ignored the duke, and his eyes were still looking at the bishop. The bishop was guilty, and the cold sweat was constantly on his forehead, and his shriveled lips were squirming. He wanted to say something, but he still swallowed those flattering words into his stomach. Who knows what the idea of ​​these bandits was and what is the use of flattering temporarily?

It is said that your church has a place to be popular in Rostov for all ages, and ordinary people are not allowed to enter, right?" Bai Cheng began to ask.

The emancipated official repeated Bai Cheng's words, and the bishop was relieved when he heard this. At least, this showed that the bandits would not harm him immediately. He nodded and said, "Yes, there is a forbidden area, no one is allowed to approach, only the past maids can enter and exit freely. Your Excellency, you

Ignoring the bishop's nonsense, the official Fengze nodded quickly to Bai Cheng, and Bai Cheng said, "Then, you can take us there."

The bishop immediately turned into a bitter face. It was a forbidden area. He took these bandits to the place. Not to mention that he had damaged the holy objects, his good days as a bishop were over. He hurriedly said, "Sorry. In fact, even I don't know where the forbidden area is."

After listening to the comments about asking for an official, Bai Cheng frowned: "Come on."

After seven or eight soldiers stood up, the loud shout shocked the bishop, the duke and the several assistant sacrifices behind the bishop.

"Drag a foreign monk out. Bai Cheng's face was killed and there was no expression on his face. Then he said to Feng Zeguan: "Tell this foreign monk that this is the first time to ask him, but he doesn't answer, kill a foreign monk. When I asked the second time, everyone in this game was pulled out and chopped.

The official fenze truthfully passed the words to the Russians in the hall. The soldiers who were like wolves and tigers also grabbed a robe of the Assistant, dragged them out directly. The Assistant's helpless howling made everyone silent.

Okay, I'll ask again, would you take us there? Bai Cheng's face was covered with a hint of cruelty. In fact, Bai Cheng, as a general of the Mu Mansion, originally had no such violent aura. Although he was harsh and mysterious to others during practice, he was still very gentle to others in life. However, because the Manchus entered the pass, the Han people suffered an unprecedented massacre. This kind of humiliation and pain was only seen when the Mongols went south. Now the Han people turned up, looked around in a daze, summed up the experience of their predecessors, and felt that the intention of not being a clan was different. Rong Qiu's ambition was extremely correct. The original policy of giving grace to thousands of miles and spreading benevolence and righteousness became the object of criticism, and replaced it with a strong army and a strong country to shock the world. The only way to deal with foreign barbarians who were unwilling to surrender was to suppress the slaughter and kill him, which made him panic.

This is why, after Zhu Jun implemented the harsh policy of the vassal state, the court could implement it in a few words. Since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, it has suffered from the Mongols and was extremely tough on the outside, thus establishing the idea of ​​not cede land, not being married, not being compensated, not paying tribute, and the emperor guards the country's borders, and the king dies in the country. However, it is very good for the vassal states. Often, the vassal states send envoys to pay tribute, and the rewards received are several times or even dozens or hundreds of times higher than the market value of the tribute, and they are given the opportunity to trade with foreign races in the north, but they are given

What is it? During the inter-trades in the north exchanged bad horses for the Ming Dynasty's merchant goods. If there was a disagreement, they would meet each other, wars and fires rose up everywhere. Did the vassal states that received huge rewards have had a little bit of mourning after the fall of the Ming Dynasty? As soon as the Ming Dynasty was destroyed, the people who paid tribute to the new master of the Qing Dynasty were already prepared. Yongli was exiled to Myanmar, and the Burmese King had not seen him for several years. He allowed him to settle outside the city and repeatedly invaded Yunnan, the few Ming Dynasty at that time, trying to gain a benefit. In the end, if Li Dingguo had not annihilated the 100,000-embroidered soldiers, he would have become even worse.

The bloody facts made the Ming Dynasty's government and the public have a trend of domineering and disobedience. The original kingly thought was thrown into the wastebasket. This ideological change was by no means a result of patting the head, but was created by decades of massacre and bullying, decades of slavery and blood and tears. Now commerce is also rising in this period. The germination of capitalism has blossomed and bear fruit. Under the promotion of capital, the idea of ​​enslaving and recording foreign races has emerged. This idea may be cruel, but it is also the only good way to be in the stage of primitive capital accumulation. Using the exploitation of Sichuan and tribes to ease internal conflicts is better than that after entering a civilized society in later generations, no foreign race can be used to exploit and only exploit their own people.

Therefore, in Bai Cheng's eyes, no alien race is human. But one animal after another, it depends entirely on whether it is beneficial to the Ming Dynasty. If he wants to kill someone, he will never frown.

The bishop was so scared that he could not speak. He looked at the eyes of the oriental man opposite, and in his eyes, in which he had no cruelty, and indifference. In his eyes, he looked at him, as if he was staring at a pile of hay, without a trace of emotion. Beside him, Duke Rostov was pulling his robe and clothes. Duke Rostov was anxious, he was a noble duke, man. He deserved to enjoy the sweetest wine. He deserved to enjoy the most delicious: he had three lovers, and a large number of children who even he could intertwined names, he wore the most luxurious clothes, and his gardener was every time

The Japanese Association watered him all kinds of flowers and decorated his manor. He had seven maids and more than eight hundred serfs. He didn't want to die. Even if God opened his arms and let him go into heaven, life there might not be better than here. Bai Cheng said just now that if the bishop didn't lead the way, everyone in the hall would die, and he wouldn't want to follow the bishop to be buried with him. He kept winking at the bishop, but the bishop suddenly didn't realize it, as if weighing the interests. After a long time, the bishop said, "Okay, I know where the holy land is, so please let me serve the general."

Duke Rostov breathed a sigh of relief, Bai Cheng finally put away his murderous eyes, and the bishop was staggering in his head. Of course, he understood what it would mean if he brought these bandits to the holy land. At least for him, his future in Orthodox Church was over. Not only that, he was likely to be banned for the rest of his life, but the most important thing now is to save his life.

On Pies Island, Admiral Bobby was watching the Alliance Fleet ships that salvaged the wreckage on the sea. Ten days have passed, and in these ten days the thugs of the Anti-Dutch Alliance Fleet has received the instruction and no longer used brute force to directly attack the beach. Instead, he calmed down and slowly cleared the wreckage on the sea to clear the obstacles for the next attack. Today is the eleventh day, and the wreckage on the sea is getting fewer and fewer. Admiral Bobby estimated that in three days, the entire sea area near the beach could be cleaned up, which made him very anxious. Once the Anti-Dutch Alliance sailed near the sea, the artillery on the warships would blow up the Pies Island. The fortifications he had worked hard to build might be completely destroyed and lost the cover of fortifications. If those anti-Dutch alliances that were ten times more than the Portuguese army landed, how long could the Portuguese army resist?

In fact, the morale of the Portuguese army has begun to become unstable now. Bobby once said that reinforcements were about to arrive, but the reinforcements had been waiting for ten days. Seeing that the enemy's fleet could be bullied near the sea, the reinforcements had not arrived yet, who still has confidence? On such an isolated island, there was an enemy's fleet in front of them. The hull was protruding from the hull, and there was not much food left on the island. I'm afraid that no one would have the determination to defend it.

Just three days ago, a lieutenant colonel made a complaint about surrendering to General Bobby. Although Geneva has not been signed in this era, it is still possible to save his life. Admiral Bobby is a soldier with great honor. After hearing this, he was furious and asked someone to lock him up. But Bobby also understood that this lieutenant colonel only represents the ideas of most soldiers. Now the entire Putian army is trapped on an isolated island and there is no hope. It is reasonable to try every means to survive. Who is willing to die in order to defend those illusory things?

"Why haven't you come yet?" Bobby couldn't help but start complaining to the Admiralty. Don't these bureaucrats know that they are in a desperate situation? If the fleet does not appear again, I'm afraid that all the Portuguese troops on the island will be destroyed, and the damn anti-Dutch alliance fleets will leave.

Admiral Bobby climbed to the sentry on the mountain in the early morning to look northwest, like the resentful woman leaning against the door and looking forward to her husband's return home.

That night, he wrote in his diary.

"Er3, Qing. Adjutant came to report and saw a medium fleet in the northwest waters. When he was observing with a telescope, he realized that they were a group of damn Turkish caravans, and there were no traces of shipwrecks on the sea. However, the British and Spanish sailors did not rashly lean in, because there were many obstacles under the water. They have now begun to speed up salvage. May God bless me, I really shouldn't put my hope on those damn Admiralty officials. Lies and irresponsibility are their job."

"February 4th, Qing. Damn, a group of soldiers from the fortress actually swam secretly to the enemy ship and surrendered. These shameless idiots have become increasingly slim hopes. Everyone on the island knows that as long as the enemy ship clears the obstacles, they can easily attack the island. Everyone has no confidence. What should I do? I have tried my best and adhered to the duties of an excellent commander. I am afraid that only God can control the next life.

"On February 4th, it was cloudy. There was a strong wind on the sea, and there might be signs of heavy rain. God, you are always so generous. Those damn anti-Dutch fleets stopped salvage work. But in the afternoon, the dark clouds dissipated, and the British and Spanish sailors couldn't wait to do it again. Well, it was probably a blessing to stop them for seven hours. The reinforcements had not arrived yet and the morale of the soldiers was getting lower and lower. What should I do? Do I really let my soldiers die?"

“February 5, sunny.

The reinforcements have not arrived yet. I am already disappointed with the damn reinforcements. Are these damn guys watching their friendly forces die? Where are they? Haven't left the port yet? Or are they in the Strait of Gibraltar? Perhaps they have arrived in southern Italy? The thugs and warships have only blocked the enemy ship for fourteen days. A few more soldiers took advantage of the supervision team's inattention and jumped into the sea and swam to the enemy ship. Is life so nostalgic that even the lofty ideals and great motherland are not as good as it is? These selfish villains, they abandoned their dignity and everything about them. Even if they can survive, wouldn't they feel guilty?"

"February 6, Qing, according to the adjutant's report, the enemy ships on the sea have basically cleared all obstacles. At this time, it was already evening. The idiots of the anti-Dutch alliance seemed not in a hurry. They decided to rest for a night. Tomorrow morning, they should start an attack. I issued an order to persevere, but did not inspect the soldiers. Of course, I understand that those soldiers who are afraid of death will not be able to fight according to my will. Perhaps when the enemy goes to the beach, they will raise their hands. There is no moon or stars in the sky tonight, and the entire island of Pies is wrapped in darkness, as if we have no hope. Tomorrow, it is time for a showdown. What should I do? I hope God will keep the marriage.

"February 7. Qing, I have done my best. The fleet of the anti-Dutch alliance approached the coast. Hundreds of artillery bombed the coast with twenty pounds of explosives. The two sandy barriers on the left and right sides and in front were all blown up. They began to land in groups. Countless people climbed onto the beach without seeing the end and attacked us. My soldiers were obviously not as unbearable as I had imagined. They still proved their value with their bravery. We defended the third line of defense for three hours, and then unwilling to go to the mountain without permission.

When I retreated, the enemy had already controlled more than half of the islands, but God guaranteed that it was already dark and my soldiers had sacrificed 2,230 soldiers. Although the data of the other party was not counted, according to my estimate, it should be around 2,000. However, everyone understands that maybe this is our last night. Tomorrow, where can we retreat? If we retreat, we will fall into the sea to feed the fish. Susan and my children, I am here to confess to you as a husband and father, and I have not fulfilled my responsibilities.

"On February 8th, God, what words should I use to describe my excitement and gratitude to you? Before noon, we relied on the mountain to fight back fiercely against the advancing enemy. At twelve o'clock, just when we lost hope, I even prepared to surrender under the persuasion of the adjutant. Finally, on the sea, our fleet appeared, and we took off our hats and cheered on the hillside and on the top of the mountain. My soldiers cheered up and took out the greatest courage. The idiots at the foot of the mountain seemed to have seen our reinforcements. Their attacks slowed down. I even took my soldiers to pluck up the courage to carry out a counterattack at the foot of the mountain. Also, the anti-Trump fleets parked on the coast realized something, but they were finished, and their fleet might have the best.

The ships that were incoming had sharp artillery, but they were too hasty, and many of them were even stranded on the shore, they had no excellent sailors and gunners, their helmsmen were slow to move, and our fleet surrounded them and launched shells, and they had no chance to escape, our fleet blocked the way out of the bay, bombarded, and how beautiful the roar of the artillery, and the howling shells left in the air, thank God, thanks to the group of fools in the Admiralty, well, I should not call them that, they are still respectable, although they were late, but they still had time to correct their mistakes, cheer, we have won, the great Portuguese Empire will still exist, the great Portuguese soldiers are still brave and good at fighting, and we still have everything.",

On the coast, fires were everywhere, artillery was still roaring, gunfire was filled with smoke, screams and wailing everywhere, the poor Alliance fleet was blocked by the Dutch fleet and the Portuguese fleet. In the face, without any preparation, the water was beaten to pieces, and advanced warships purchased from the Ming Dynasty sank. The sails ignited fire, the deck was full of bullet craters, the soldiers began to jump into the sea to escape, and the Marines that attacked the island also began to retreat to the beach.
Chapter completed!