"Previously, what about now?"

"Zuochong Town!"

The two siblings looked at Yang Qinglan. Neither the admiral nor Zuo Chongzhen knew anything about it.

Their impression of the later years of the Ming Dynasty was that Emperor Chongzhen was hanged on Meishan Mountain. Li Qianxia also learned about the scandals of Li Zicheng, Wu Sangui, and Chen Yuanyuan from various female romance novels (like "The Legend of Zhen Huan", it cannot be read as official history)

).

Yang Qinglan lived up to her expectations and spoke thoughtfully:

"Now is the period of changing dynasties. The overall value of titles has declined. There are a lot of princes and princes in the Southern Ming Dynasty, and the military establishment has also shrunk - a 'town' has a quantitative distribution, and you can also recruit people. In addition, if you die,

Return to B, and B escapes to C... On average, there are about a thousand people."

"One thousand people is pretty good, equivalent to the principal of our high school." Li Qianxia said.

"High school principal..." Li Changzhou didn't know what to say.

"What are you doing!" Li Qianxia patted him on the shoulder, "The principal is very powerful, okay? Think about it, if the principal leads all the teachers and students in the school to beat you, would you be afraid?"

"Afraid, afraid." Li Changzhou said perfunctorily. He was the principal's favorite student in high school and wished he could introduce his daughter who was studying next door to him... and let him teach her to read.

Li Changzhou looked at Huang An: "Where is King Yanping?"

Huang An sneered: "Don't talk nonsense. I, Huang An, have fallen into the hands of you monsters. It's up to you to kill or behead me!"

He closed his eyes and said there was no need to waste any more words.

"He's a man." Li Changzhou waved his hand, signaling for the believers to let go.

"Be honest!" As soon as the two believers stopped, Huang An slapped his palms on the ground, kicked his legs on the deck, and rushed forward like a bad wolf.

Peng!

Huang An hit the mast, his whole body was in severe pain as if it was torn apart, and his body was twitching uncontrollably.

The soldiers and believers were stunned. They only saw Huang An suddenly making a move, and the next moment they saw Huang An slumped under the mast.

A soldier was taking the human head off the mast. His hands shook in fright, and the head fell off. It bounced "Winter!" "Winter!" twice on the deck and rolled to the side.

Only when the sound of heads stopped did the people on the deck react, and the believers came up angrily.

"Damn it! You're not honest yet!"

"How dare you offend the Dharma King? Kill him!"

"Break your limbs and throw them into the sea!"

"Stop." Li Changzhou said.

The believers shut up immediately and were more obedient than the player.

"He is a real man." Li Changzhou looked at Huang An, who was holding his chest, "I...I am Penglai Immortal, known as the Dharma King of the East China Sea. I have been practicing on the island for 361 years. Under the orders of Gushe Fairy,

Come out and lend a helping hand to King Yanping."

Huang An endured the pain and sneered, turning to look at the soldiers on the warship who did not dare to take action.

"Afraid of death?" he shouted.

His voice was hoarse, as if a knife was stuck in his neck, which made people shudder.

The soldier's whole body was shaken, as if the sound of "I'm scared to death" was thunder.

They looked at Li Changzhou and the others, and they became eager to move again.

Yang Qinglan dragged a wisp of white air with her finger and pointed toward the sea. The waves that had just started froze into ice, the cold air spread, and in a blink of an eye, there was an icy road on the sea.

The warm sun, blue sky, blue sea, white ice surface, and cold air are so bright that it looks like a painting.

boom!

A soldier's sword fell on the deck.

After a while, the warship turned around and sailed towards Penghu.

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Zheng Chenggong's ship, pilothouse cabin.

The door was opened, and the strong wind and heavy rain couldn't wait to get in.

Four people came in from the door, led by Huang An, followed by three others.

The eyes of all the soldiers were immediately attracted to these three men. Among a group of marching and fighting men, the other man was so white that he seemed to be shining, his clothes were gorgeous, and he had an immortal demeanor.

Li Changzhou and the others were also sizing up the national hero Zheng Chenggong.

Wearing a general's scarf on his head and a cloak outside his armor and stomach, he looks like a Confucian scholar. This was a very popular way of dressing for generals in the Ming Dynasty.

"My surname is Mr. Guo!" Huang An saluted.

Zheng Chenggong glanced at the three of them and then turned to Huang An: "If you don't stay at sea, what are you doing here?"

"Reporting to Mr. Guo Xing..." Huang An hesitated, "This man said that he was an immortal from Penglai Island, known as the Dharma King of the East China Sea. He was ordered by Gu Xingxing to help Mr. Guo Xing regain the island.

!”

You could hear a needle drop in the cabin for a while, and the wind and rain outside seemed to be getting stronger.

"Huang An!" Wu Hao from Xuanyi Back Town slapped the table and stood up, "What the hell are you farting! Mr. Guo Xing asked you to watch the channel, but you were deceived by a few warlocks. If Mangou takes the opportunity to come over, you will be broken.

What are you going to do about our retreat?"

Huang An ignored him and said to Zheng Chenggong: "My surname is Guo, and my subordinates didn't believe it at first, but I have really seen the skills of the three of them. A ship of soldiers, plus subordinates... are not them."

One man’s enemy.”

Everyone looked at each other in shock.

Over the years, you have traveled south and north, avoided Kinmen, sent troops south, encountered storms, resisted the puppet dynasty (Qing Dynasty), made an expedition north along the Yangtze River, and attacked Nanjing. What have you not seen?

There are masters, but one person can defeat a boatload of people? Nonsense!

"I think you have witchcraft in your head!" Wu Hao walked out with a sinister smile on his face, "Let me see what Immortal Penglai is capable of."

As he spoke, he raised his hands and clapped his hands, and the wind whistled, making Li Changzhou's hair fly.

Li Qianxia took a step forward, surrounded by flames.

"Body of Flame"

Wu Hao's palms were hot and he was so frightened that he took three steps back.

Everyone in the cabin stood up and looked at Li Qianxia, ​​who was wrapped in flames and safe, with expressions of disbelief.

"Little trick!" Wu Hao drew out the sword from his waist, opening his mouth like a ferocious beast, revealing its fangs and claws.

Yang Qinglan glanced at him.

"Dong!" Wu Hao fell back and inserted his saber into the deck to stabilize his body.

He seemed to be hanging on a cliff, kicking his legs wildly and tightly grasping the saber inserted into the deck.

General Huang Ting picked up a eucalyptus table and threw it at the three of them amid the roaring wind.

Yang Qinglan didn't even look at it, she just pointed her fingers, and even the table and people were frozen into ice.

The sky was dark, and the firelight on Li Qianxia's body cast everyone's shadows on the bulkhead, swaying unsteadily.

No one dares to draw the sword anymore.

It’s not that there are too many people, but the opponent actually knows magic, or fairy magic!

"Prince Zheng, do you believe it?" Li Changzhou smiled, his sleeves fluttering.

At this time, everyone realized something. When Huang An came in from the outside, he was covered in rainwater, and even the hair of the three of them was dry.

"Please sit down!" Zheng Chenggong said, "Everyone, sit down and put away your knives."

Yang Qinglan withdrew the "repulsion" and melted the ice. Wu Hao and Huang Ting retreated with a clear conscience.

Li Qianxia also put away the flame.

After a brief exchange of greetings, Zheng Chenggong did not ask about the living standard of Penglai Island, but said directly: "Since the three immortals are here to help me, what advice can you give me?"

His idea is very simple. It doesn't matter whether you have a foreigner's gun or a Ming Dynasty gun, or whether you are an immortal or not, if it can really help, then you are a good gun and an immortal.

What advice can Li Changzhou give?

He is a sophomore majoring in law. He is either bullying his sister and warning each other to send each other a lawyer's letter, or he is chopping off other people's heads in a value game and doing evil.

"What difficulties does Prince Zheng have now?" he asked.

"Lack of food."

no way.

If the elixir hadn't been sold to the special warfare bureau, it might have been able to hold on for a while.

"Little things, what else?"

"There have been strong storms, wind, rain and fog for days, making it difficult for the fleet to move forward and unable to leave the port."
To be continued...