The north of the Kingdom of Ayran is mountainous and the south is mountainous, while lakes and swamps are everywhere on the plains in the middle of the island.

At the end of the endless plain, the white tiger was wearing a weird outfit, with rubber boots connected to the trouser legs, and was not hung from the back of his neck with a rope until his upper body.

A hole was cut on his right waist of rubber boots and pants, and the handle of a hand gun was exposed from it, leading a huge English war horse. On the back was the bow and arrow pouch of the Ming Dynasty's long-shot bow, and a spear that was only nine feet long, walking on the muddy field one foot deep and the other shallow.

Following Bai Laohu was King Ailan Zhu Xiaoen, who was not wearing that funny dress.

Clothes made of rubber were very popular in the upper class of England and Europe twenty or thirty years ago. When Spanish merchants who first met the New World tried to bring back everything valuable, the crazy spirit made people unquestionably. If the bones of the indigenous people were valuable, they would knock on the bones and suck the marrow without hesitation.

When the Spaniards were not able to enslave most of the New World Aboriginals, many people were happy to exchange glass balls for rubber elastic balls on the hands of the indigenous people and make rubber into everything they can do.

But these strange things have not been popular for too long. They will melt when they are hot and crack when they are cold, and have little actual value.

Therefore, even though Bai Laohu said that his rubber boots were magical new things from Shen Dashuai Chen in Asia, Zhu Xiaoen could not let him put it on his armor.

Here is only fifty or sixty miles away from the battlefield. The conscripts of Fu** and the feudal nobles of Ailan were gathering outside the wire fence not far behind them, preparing to accumulate strength to launch another attack on Dublin.

If Bai Laohu hadn't come to him in the camp and said he had the idea of ​​solving the food and supplies needed by the army to siege the city of Dublin, Zhu Xiaoen would not have run to this swamp field where people were dug up to ravines.

This is a field rich in peat. It is found in almost every place on Ailan Island, but there are many in the middle of the island. Every poor Ailan people cannot do anything about it since childhood.

Just like nettle soup, nothing strange.

What's more, what does these things have to do with his kingdom? Since the emperor was conferred the title of King Ailan and the Minister of the Eastern Ocean practiced the restoration of the country, these things just happened to be buried under the land of the island of Ailan and did not belong to this small kingdom.

In fact, Zhu Xiaoen has been forcing himself to be a good king, live up to the emperor's trust, and use the power of restoration to unify the mountains and rivers, fulfill his promise to cross the ocean, lead the Kingdom of Ailan to modern times, and build this place into a small European Ming Dynasty.

Because it is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.

He had extraordinary courage and unparalleled beliefs. He could work hard to bring back Ailan and Ming reinforcements for several years to pursue a possible opportunity to seek help from the Ming Dynasty. However, it was still too difficult for him to truly return to Tailong County to deal with all the changes.

This is the hometown where he was born and raised. There is a saying in the Ming Dynasty that if a dog chooses a poor family, his son will not think that his mother is ugly.

Zhu Xiaoen had an unforgettable nostalgia for this land, but it was hard for him to have any interest here except to drive away the English and establish a complete country of Ayland.

On the way to gradually deepening the production area along the road where Bai Laohu was digging peat, Zhu Xiaoen, wearing a python robe on his back, sighed: "Look at this, my kingdom, have you been to the Ming Dynasty? I think I have never been there, otherwise you wouldn't have the heart to fight hard in my kingdom."

The white tiger paused with the chief feathers on his head, and his footsteps were not stopped. He turned his head slightly and asked, "Why is this?"

"You haven't been there, you won't understand."

Zhu Xiaoen's figure was undulating with the horse's back, his eyes gradually lost their focus, he slowly shook his head and felt as if the summer insects were silent. He slowly said: "There is a country in this world. You go there, and you will live there day and night, even if you only live for one hour, no matter how far you go, you will never forget it forever."

"No matter where you are, you can think about the noise and the loneliness."

The white tiger, who was walking in front, turned around quickly and turned around quickly, and also smiled and shook his head slightly. He smiled not because of the meaning of King Alan's words, but because of the way of speaking. This way of speaking allowed the intelligent little chief of the White Horse tribe to discover a secret.

Everyone knows that King Ailan lived in the Ming Dynasty for several years, but no one knows what kind of life King Ailan spent in the Ming Dynasty. At least now, Bai Laohu speculated that King Ailan might have read many books in the Ming Dynasty, but he had not spoken to many people.

Bai Laohu was forced by his father Bai Tao to speak the same way when he was studying with the teacher who was a farmer from Shandong. Later, when he could communicate with domestic immigrants normally, his way of speaking naturally changed.

Normal people only organize language in this way when writing.

Of course, the same is true for the old scholars who have been studying for their whole life. They lack talent and can only make up for it with extraordinary hard work and rarely talk to others.

Normal people don't chat like this.

He smiled casually and said, "Master, is the Ming Dynasty that good?"

Bai Laohu's words made Zhu Xiaoen on the horse's back stunned for a moment, and he was not sure, saying, "The Ming Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty are not all good."

"The streets of the capital are too noisy and crowded, and loud vendors are rushing into their ears. The thief has stolen my money, and the merchants have deceived me. The military man is quite barbaric and the women are the most snobbish."

"The Ming Dynasty women were very beautiful. I lived in a residence for several years and didn't know the situation of Ailan. I also thought of marrying another family. Who would have thought that no woman had ever been with me for so many years?"

"The good woman avoids people from the despicable country here. The most hateful thing is the brothel woman who leans against the door and laughs. If she is a scholar who takes the exam for a regular exam, they will not get any money for the pillow and seat. It is my turn, even if she takes out ten times the money from others, it will be difficult to find someone who is willing."

"I said I was Zhu Xiaoen, the emperor gave me the surname, and they kept calling me Liu Tang privately."

"It took several years before I found out by chance that it was calling me a red-haired ghost."

Speaking of this, Zhu Xiaoen did not mean to be angry. Instead, he mocked himself at Bai Laohu: "If I were like you, they might not call me Liu Tang, but Li Kui."

Seeing more and more people working in the wilderness swamp, Zhu Xiaoen stopped the topic with a smile and said, "If you have the chance, you should go to the Ming Dynasty to see it. The Ming Dynasty in different people's eyes is also different. When you go, you will know that you will be like me, and you will want to fly back with your ribs and wings."

"King, Your Majesty will not signify me as King of the White Charm. I have always wanted to go to the capital to see it, but I cannot be the identity of a son of a remote chieftain."
Chapter completed!