There was a lot of order outside the camp, and everyone was doing their own thing, except for the people who had just arrived from the two ships.
Benson was not like his men. While admiring and watching these soldiers methodically carrying out colonial work similar to their previous ones, Benson got close to those Ming people wearing Ming military uniforms. Those who obviously looked similar to them
Europeans are not sensitive to thanks. When they set out from Tianjin, they knew that although these people are now Ming Dynasty people, in the past, Portugal could not even piss into a pot of Romans.
Why didn't the Lord let me follow him in? Could it be that I didn't fulfill the Lord's instructions well? This Grisha herself followed the Lord's instructions from beginning to end and stared at her closely. Of course, she
She is also on guard against herself, and she knows it, but what does it matter? She has to serve Lord Qian now for his empire, and she does it for her own beautiful second half of life. This is completely incomparable.
?
Hey, why is she smiling at herself and making gestures of slitting her throat? What does this woman want to say? She seems to be gloating about her misfortune. Could it be that such a young and promising adult is just like those corrupt and greedy Ming Dynasty officials?
Likewise, this kind of thing is obviously beneficial to Portugal and Ming Dynasty. Couldn't he see this?
"Master Qian asked you to come in, Benson, congratulations!" Grisha said with a smile, and then walked away with a smile, her expression was like a little fox who had just stolen a fat hen and was very proud.
"It doesn't look like something good is going to happen!" Benson's heart sank. If something good happened to him, for example, Master Qian rewarded him with hundreds or thousands of taels of silver, this little fox would never do it.
Congratulating herself for being so kind, she would just gnash her teeth, and then secretly do something bad for herself.
Smiling flatteringly at the two guards standing at the door, Benson rubbed his hands and walked into the wooden house covered in lush green under the cold eyes of the two guards.
Qian Wubing was looking at something. It seemed to be the letter he had brought to him. Benson walked in, not daring to disturb Qian Wubing. He bowed respectfully and stood there quietly.
, waiting for Qian Wuyi.
Qian Wubing ignored him, as if his whole mind was immersed in this letter. After almost half a cup of hot tea, there was the sound of footsteps outside, and another person walked in.
A Roman wearing a Ming uniform!
Like Benson, this Roman man bowed to Qian Wubing in a decent manner, then exchanged glances with him and stood quietly beside him.
Benson smiled reservedly. Romans like this wearing Ming Dynasty military uniforms are everywhere outside now. It is normal for someone like this to come in and ask for instructions and report to Mr. Qian.
Obviously, even though he has been in the Ming Dynasty for so long, he is still a little ignorant about the military uniforms of the Ming Dynasty. There is still a big difference between the red battle coats worn by the officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty and the flying fish uniforms of the Jin Yiwei. However, Benson is completely familiar with it.
Ignored this.
I don't know how long it took, but Qian Wubing finally finished reading the letter in his hand, folded it in his hand, put it in his arms, then raised his head and looked at the two people who had been waiting for a long time.
"You guys should get to know each other first!"
He said slowly.
"Captain Benson of the Four Seas Fleet!"
"Under the command of General Qian of the Ming Dynasty Jinyiwei, Xiaoqi of the Jinyiwei, Captain Luka!"
Luca's title is obviously much longer than Benson's, and when the two of them revealed their identities, he was far more proud than Benson. He saw an entire former Roma team.
Corps, served under Lord Qian, saw the beautiful and noble Princess Grisha, and had a very happy relationship with Lord Qian. Now he has no complaints about being captured by the Ming Navy. He even believes
, what I thought was the most unlucky day in my life was simply the day when I was favored by the God of Luck.
He is now completely sure that as long as he does not lose his precious life during this magical adventure in the East, it will be a sure thing for him to restore the glory of his family. For this noble man in his destiny - Mr. Qian
, to put it bluntly, even if he was asked to kiss the muddy leather boots under Mr. Qian's feet, he would not hesitate at all.
"Do you know each other?" Qian Wubing looked at the two of them, "We know each other, let's talk about business!"
He looked at Benson coldly: "Benson, I probably gave you the illusion that you can control a big ship in my fleet that you have never controlled before. It made you think that for some things, you can do it for me."
The fleet has made the decision for me!"
"No, no, I never had such an idea!" Benson defended.
"Then what is this letter from your Portuguese squadron?" Qian Wubing sneered: "I don't remember that I gave you this right to contact other forces, and also made peace with it.
Don’t forget this kind of thing, even if you always think that you are still a Portuguese naval officer, in fact, you are just a mercenary officer under me now!"
He stretched out his index finger and shook it gently: "You are not irreplaceable. In this world, everyone can be replaced, including myself. Therefore, I never overestimate my abilities. I only do
Things that I can do, such as what I am doing now! I think Captain Luca is very willing to replace his two-sailed boat with only two guns into one with sixteen guns and hundreds of crew members.
From the big ship!”
"My lord, my lord, please listen to my explanation. I have always been loyal to you. Even if I am somewhat selfish in this matter, it is only a tiny bit compared to my loyalty to you.
!”
"Loyal?" Qian Wubing sneered: "Is it also loyal to conceal from me that your last warship was not sunk by wind and waves but by my Ming navy?"
"This, this, I can explain..."
Luca, who was next to Benson, had an expression on his face that was watching the excitement. Even though he had tried his best to keep a straight face, his slightly upturned beard still revealed his inner smile.
This is the world of the Romans. When will it be the turn of the Portuguese to occupy such a lucrative position under Master Qian? If Master Qian really nods, he is very willing to take over the Portuguese ship for Master Qian. Even better.
Lord Qian and the noble Princess Grisha, dedicate their strength! There is a lot of order outside the camp, and everyone has their own thing to do, except for the people who got off the two ships that just arrived.
Benson was not like his men. While admiring and watching these soldiers methodically carrying out colonial work similar to their previous ones, Benson got close to those Ming people wearing Ming military uniforms. Those who obviously looked similar to them
Europeans are not sensitive to thanks. When they set out from Tianjin, they knew that although these people are now Ming Dynasty people, in the past, Portugal could not even piss into a pot of Romans.
Why didn't the Lord let me follow him in? Could it be that I didn't fulfill the Lord's instructions well? This Grisha herself followed the Lord's instructions from beginning to end and stared at her closely. Of course, she
She is also on guard against herself, and she knows it, but what does it matter? She has to serve Lord Qian now for his empire, and she does it for her own beautiful second half of life. This is completely incomparable.
?
Hey, why is she smiling at herself and making gestures of slitting her throat? What does this woman want to say? She seems to be gloating about her misfortune. Could it be that such a young and promising adult is just like those corrupt and greedy Ming Dynasty officials?
Likewise, this kind of thing is obviously beneficial to Portugal and Ming Dynasty. Couldn't he see this?
"Master Qian asked you to come in, Benson, congratulations!" Grisha said with a smile, and then walked away with a smile, her expression was like a little fox who had just stolen a fat hen and was very proud.
"It doesn't look like something good is going to happen!" Benson's heart sank. If something good happened to him, for example, Master Qian rewarded him with hundreds or thousands of taels of silver, this little fox would never do it.
Congratulating herself for being so kind, she would just gnash her teeth, and then secretly do something bad for herself.
Smiling flatteringly at the two guards standing at the door, Benson rubbed his hands and walked into the wooden house covered in lush green under the cold eyes of the two guards.
Qian Wubing was looking at something. It seemed to be the letter he had brought to him. Benson walked in, not daring to disturb Qian Wubing. He bowed respectfully and stood there quietly.
, waiting for Qian Wuyi.
Qian Wubing ignored him, as if his whole mind was immersed in this letter. After almost half a cup of hot tea, there was the sound of footsteps outside, and another person walked in.
A Roman wearing a Ming uniform!
Like Benson, this Roman man bowed to Qian Wubing in a decent manner, then exchanged glances with him and stood quietly beside him.
Benson smiled reservedly. Romans like this wearing Ming Dynasty military uniforms are everywhere outside now. It is normal for someone like this to come in and ask for instructions and report to Mr. Qian.
Obviously, even though he has been in the Ming Dynasty for so long, he is still a little ignorant about the military uniforms of the Ming Dynasty. There is still a big difference between the red battle coats worn by the officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty and the flying fish uniforms of the Jin Yiwei. However, Benson is completely familiar with it.
Ignored this.
I don't know how long it took, but Qian Wubing finally finished reading the letter in his hand, folded it in his hand, put it in his arms, then raised his head and looked at the two people who had been waiting for a long time.
"You guys should get to know each other first!"
He said slowly.
"Captain Benson of the Four Seas Fleet!"
"Under the command of General Qian of the Ming Dynasty Jinyiwei, Xiaoqi of the Jinyiwei, Captain Luka!"
Luca's title is obviously much longer than Benson's, and when the two of them revealed their identities, he was far more proud than Benson. He saw an entire former Roma team.
Corps, served under Lord Qian, saw the beautiful and noble Princess Grisha, and had a very happy relationship with Lord Qian. Now he has no complaints about being captured by the Ming Navy. He even believes
, what I thought was the most unlucky day in my life was simply the day when I was favored by the God of Luck.
He is now completely sure that as long as he does not lose his precious life during this magical adventure in the East, it will be a sure thing for him to restore the glory of his family. For this noble man in his destiny - Mr. Qian
, to put it bluntly, even if he was asked to kiss the muddy leather boots under Mr. Qian's feet, he would not hesitate at all.
"Do you know each other?" Qian Wubing looked at the two of them, "We know each other, let's talk about business!"
He looked at Benson coldly: "Benson, I probably gave you the illusion that you can control a big ship in my fleet that you have never controlled before. It made you think that for some things, you can do it for me."
The fleet has made the decision for me!"
"No, no, I never had such an idea!" Benson defended.
"Then what is this letter from your Portuguese squadron?" Qian Wubing sneered: "I don't remember that I gave you this right to contact other forces, and also made peace with it.
Don’t forget this kind of thing, even if you always think that you are still a Portuguese naval officer, in fact, you are just a mercenary officer under me now!"
He stretched out his index finger and shook it gently: "You are not irreplaceable. In this world, everyone can be replaced, including myself. Therefore, I never overestimate my abilities. I only do
Things that I can do, such as what I am doing now! I think Captain Luca is very willing to replace his two-sailed boat with only two guns into one with sixteen guns and hundreds of crew members.
From the big ship!”
"My lord, my lord, please listen to my explanation. I have always been loyal to you. Even if I am somewhat selfish in this matter, it is only a tiny bit compared to my loyalty to you.
!”
"Loyal?" Qian Wubing sneered: "Is it also loyal to conceal from me that your last warship was not sunk by wind and waves but by my Ming navy?"
"This, this, I can explain..."
Luca, who was next to Benson, had an expression on his face that was watching the excitement. Even though he had tried his best to keep a straight face, his slightly upturned beard still revealed his inner smile.
This is the world of the Romans. When will it be the turn of the Portuguese to occupy such a lucrative position under Master Qian? If Master Qian really nods, he is very willing to take over the Portuguese ship for Master Qian. Even better.
I will dedicate myself to Lord Qian and the noble Princess Grisha!