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377. Chapter 377 Heretics are so scary

The two warships sandwiched the fat and shabby Western hard sailing ship in the middle. The gun ports on the side facing the Western ship were wide open at the moment. Looking at the dark gun ports on the left and right,

When he saw the opponent's deck holding a firecracker or a strange weapon that looked like a firecracker, Old Tom took a deep breath. He was very glad for his choice. Next, he would have to fight for the tragic fate he might suffer.

.

After confirming that all the opponents were disarmed, Zheng Youyi and Qian Wubing walked over from the springboard in tandem. Zheng Youyi glanced at the pile of scattered silver on the deck and glanced at it.

Passed by, and then saw the men coming out of the stern of the ship huffing and puffing, carrying a wooden box. The face was full of white pockmarks, and the pits were full of red light. If he didn't have a beard, but put on a flowing

The long beard, that appearance, is related to the charm of the second master.

"Master Qian, please!" Without even looking at the few fans who looked at him pitifully, Zheng Youji rubbed his hands and invited Qian Wubing.

Qian Wubing walked over, and the soldiers next to the box, at Zheng Youyi's signal, quickly pried open the box with their weapons, and rows of neatly arranged firecrackers appeared in front of the two of them.

Zheng Youji picked one up, gestured, and handed it to Qian Wubing. Qian Wubing had never played with this thing before. When he dropped his hand, it felt extremely heavy, as if there was a piece of dead iron in his hand.

"How?" He glanced sideways at Zheng Youyi.

"That's right, we are almost catching up with the best products from the Production Bureau!" Zheng Youyi held up the blunderbuss and handed it to the follower beside him: "Fix the projectiles, find a target and try it out, you will know how it goes!"

Old Tom's face suddenly turned pale when he saw the eyes of the two men shooting towards him. Is there any more suitable target on this ship than these people?

Qian Wubing walked towards these people and stood still in front of Old Tom. This guy was much better dressed than the group of beggar-like sailors behind him. He should be their captain.

"Can you speak our Ming Dynasty dialect?" Qian Wubing asked, and someone behind him moved a wooden barrel. Although it was not as good as the Grand Master's chair, it was barely enough to sit on.

"I know a little bit, distinguished General!" Old Tom replied respectfully: "General, please listen to my explanation..."

Qian Wubing raised his hand, and Old Tom's voice stopped suddenly. He closed his mouth tightly and looked at the Ming general in front of him with some anxiety.

"How many guns are there in total on the ship? Do you understand what I'm saying?"

"You understand, there are four hundred and thirty fire guns in total!" Old Tom nodded repeatedly. In the Ming Dynasty, muskets were called fire guns, and he still knew it.

"What about the artillery? Since we have bought so many muskets, there is no reason why we don't have these cannons!" Qian Wubing looked at the two small cannons on the bow and asked leisurely.

"There is really no such thing!" Old Tom replied with a grimace: "This artillery is too expensive, we can't afford it. General, please listen to me. This is our first time. Here is a small piece of artillery pieced together by my crew."

I mean, we won’t dare to do it again next time, please ask the general, for the sake of God, to give us sinners a chance to change our ways!”

"I believe in Bodhisattva, not God!" Qian Wubing laughed: "If I give you God face, Bodhisattva will blame me if he finds out!"

"Move all the goods to our ship!" Zheng Youyi ordered his men and shouted loudly. When he saw Qian Wubing asking what Old Tom said, he walked over impatiently: "Master Qian, and these

If the barbarians have anything to say, just throw them into the sea!"

Not only did Old Tom understand this sentence, but also the sailors behind Old Tom understood it a lot, and they suddenly became commotion.

"Be honest! Be honest!" The dazzling swords and guns and the fierce-looking soldiers soon calmed down the small commotion. Suddenly, one of the sailors screamed strangely and pushed away the swords and guns of the soldiers in front of him.

, rushed out suddenly, and then plunged into the sea.

"Is this seeking death?" Zheng Youyi's face looked a little ugly, feeling as if he had lost face in front of Qian Wubing: "Four fire dragons are waiting for him, he dares to show his head, let him know how powerful we are!"

Under the gaze of hundreds of people, unless the guy who jumped into the sea didn't need to take a breath, his traces would undoubtedly be discovered.

Qian Wubing only heard a cheer from the soldiers who came to the ship. Then, several soldiers holding several large iron tubes that were much thicker than firecrackers crowded to the side of the ship. Then, under his gaze, four huge

A pillar of fire poured down from the side of the ship, turning the sea below the ship into a sea of ​​fire.

Hearing the screams coming from the sea below the boat, Zheng Youyi licked his lips proudly: "If you don't burn him to death, you will choke him to death. This man is eager to die, and no one can stop him!"

He walked to the side of the ship and looked down. This time, he finally found a suitable target. He took the loaded blunderbuss from his subordinates and smiled at the guy rolling and struggling in the sea of ​​​​fire.

One shot.

The screams stopped suddenly!

Qian Wubing turned around. This small episode made Old Tom and his sailors change their eyes when they saw these Ming soldiers, as if they were seeing demons running out of hell.

And Old Tom also felt that the smile on the face of this Ming Dynasty general who always seemed so amiable was not so reassuring!

"Where did you come from and where did you go?" Qian Wubing said with a smile: "You can lie to me, but I don't guarantee that you will end up better than the person below. You'd better think about it.

Please answer later!"

"We came from Haojing and are going to Dongfan. General, we don't want anything anymore. Just give us a small boat to let us leave!"

"If you say you're going to let you go, then let you go!" Zheng Youyi shouted, truly murderous: "Answer Mr. Qian's questions properly. Only when Mr. Qian is satisfied will you have a way to survive!"

The transportation of the soldiers seemed to be coming to an end. Qian Wubing looked at the soldiers searching everywhere, stood up, and said to Old Tom with a smile: "I heard that you have been in Dongfan for a while. If

If you're not busy, come to our ship and tell me about Dongfan. Do you think it's okay?"

"Okay! Okay! I know very well about Dongfan's affairs. Just ask, General!" Old Tom nodded repeatedly. It seemed that his life was saved for the time being. At this time, even if the other party said that he was a disciple of Jesus, he would not do it.

You will shake your head, this pagan is really scary!

The two warships sandwiched the fat and shabby Western hard sailing ship in the middle. The gun ports on the side facing the Western ship were wide open at the moment. Looking at the dark gun ports on the left and right,

When he saw the opponent's deck holding a firecracker or a strange weapon that looked like a firecracker, Old Tom took a deep breath. He was very glad for his choice. Next, he would have to fight for the tragic fate he might suffer.

.

After confirming that all the opponents were disarmed, Zheng Youyi and Qian Wubing walked over from the springboard in tandem. Zheng Youyi glanced at the pile of scattered silver on the deck and glanced at it.

Passed by, and then saw the men coming out of the stern of the ship huffing and puffing, carrying a wooden box. The face was full of white pockmarks, and the pits were full of red light. If he didn't have a beard, but put on a flowing

The long beard, that appearance, is related to the charm of the second master.

"Master Qian, please!" Without even looking at the few fans who looked at him pitifully, Zheng Youji rubbed his hands and invited Qian Wubing.

Qian Wubing walked over, and the soldiers next to the box, at Zheng Youyi's signal, quickly pried open the box with their weapons, and rows of neatly arranged firecrackers appeared in front of the two of them.

Zheng Youji picked one up, gestured, and handed it to Qian Wubing. Qian Wubing had never played with this thing before. When he dropped his hand, it felt extremely heavy, as if there was a piece of dead iron in his hand.

"How?" He glanced sideways at Zheng Youyi.

"That's right, we are almost catching up with the best products from the Production Bureau!" Zheng Youyi held up the blunderbuss and handed it to the follower beside him: "Fix the projectiles, find a target and try it out, you will know how it goes!"

Old Tom's face suddenly turned pale when he saw the eyes of the two men shooting towards him. Is there any more suitable target on this ship than these people?

Qian Wubing walked towards these people and stood still in front of Old Tom. This guy was much better dressed than the group of beggar-like sailors behind him. He should be their captain.

"Can you speak our Ming Dynasty dialect?" Qian Wubing asked, and someone behind him moved a wooden barrel. Although it was not as good as the Grand Master's chair, it was barely enough to sit on.

"I know a little bit, distinguished General!" Old Tom replied respectfully: "General, please listen to my explanation..."

Qian Wubing raised his hand, and Old Tom's voice stopped suddenly. He closed his mouth tightly and looked at the Ming general in front of him with some anxiety.

"How many guns are there in total on the ship? Do you understand what I'm saying?"

"You understand, there are four hundred and thirty fire guns in total!" Old Tom nodded repeatedly. In the Ming Dynasty, muskets were called fire guns, and he still knew it.

"What about the artillery? Since we have bought so many muskets, there is no reason why we don't have these cannons!" Qian Wubing looked at the two small cannons on the bow and asked leisurely.

"There is really no such thing!" Old Tom replied with a grimace: "This artillery is too expensive, we can't afford it. General, please listen to me. This is our first time. Here is a small piece of artillery pieced together by my crew."

I mean, we won’t dare to do it again next time, please ask the general, for the sake of God, to give us sinners a chance to change our ways!”

"I believe in Bodhisattva, not God!" Qian Wubing laughed: "If I give you God face, Bodhisattva will blame me if he finds out!"

"Move all the goods to our ship!" Zheng Youyi ordered his men and shouted loudly. When he saw Qian Wubing asking what Old Tom said, he walked over impatiently: "Master Qian, and these

If the barbarians have anything to say, just throw them into the sea!"

Not only did Old Tom understand this sentence, but also the sailors behind Old Tom understood it a lot, and they suddenly became commotion.

"Be honest! Be honest!" The dazzling swords and guns and the fierce-looking soldiers soon calmed down the small commotion. Suddenly, one of the sailors screamed strangely and pushed away the swords and guns of the soldiers in front of him.

, rushed out suddenly, and then plunged into the sea.

"Is this seeking death?" Zheng Youyi's face looked a little ugly, feeling as if he had lost face in front of Qian Wubing: "Four fire dragons are waiting for him, he dares to show his head, let him know how powerful we are!"

Under the gaze of hundreds of people, unless the guy who jumped into the sea didn't need to take a breath, his traces would undoubtedly be discovered.

Qian Wubing only heard a cheer from the soldiers who came to the ship. Then, several soldiers holding several large iron tubes that were much thicker than firecrackers crowded to the side of the ship. Then, under his gaze, four huge

A pillar of fire poured down from the side of the ship, turning the sea below the ship into a sea of ​​fire.

Hearing the screams coming from the sea below the boat, Zheng Youyi licked his lips proudly: "If you don't burn him to death, you will choke him to death. This man is eager to die, and no one can stop him!"

He walked to the side of the ship and looked down. This time, he finally found a suitable target. He took the loaded blunderbuss from his subordinates and smiled at the guy rolling and struggling in the sea of ​​​​fire.

One shot.

The screams stopped suddenly!

Qian Wubing turned around. This small episode made Old Tom and his sailors change their eyes when they saw these Ming soldiers, as if they were seeing demons running out of hell.

And Old Tom also felt that the smile on the face of this Ming Dynasty general who always seemed so amiable was not so reassuring!

"Where did you come from and where did you go?" Qian Wubing said with a smile: "You can lie to me, but I don't guarantee that you will end up better than the person below. You'd better think about it.

Please answer later!"

"We came from Haojing and are going to Dongfan. General, we don't want anything anymore. Just give us a small boat to let us leave!"

"If you say you're going to let you go, then let you go!" Zheng Youyi shouted, truly murderous: "Answer Mr. Qian's questions properly. Only when Mr. Qian is satisfied will you have a way to survive!"

The transportation of the soldiers seemed to be coming to an end. Qian Wubing looked at the soldiers searching everywhere, stood up, and said to Old Tom with a smile: "I heard that you have been in Dongfan for a while. If

If you're not busy, come to our ship and tell me about Dongfan. Do you think it's okay?"

"Okay! Okay! I know very well about Dongfan's affairs. Just ask, General!" Old Tom nodded repeatedly. It seemed that his life was saved for the time being. At this time, even if the other party said that he was a disciple of Jesus, he would not do it.

You will shake your head, this pagan is really scary!


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