Early the next morning, Chen Qing boarded the ship again and the ship sailed towards Penghu Island.
In the cabin, Zhao Yingluo was lying on the deck, staring at the big pearl in front of her with a pair of bright beautiful eyes, a little fascinated.
Chen Qing, who was sitting cross-legged and reading a book, asked with a smile: "Doesn't your father have such beads?"
Zhao Yingluo sat up and said: "My father has an imperial bead, which was paid tribute by the Japanese envoy. It is exactly the same as this bead. I suspect that they are a pair of beads themselves. They are so similar that even the luster is exactly the same."
"When I capture the Jin Kingdom Palace in the future, I will snatch that one back and pair it with it. You can accept this one first and give it to you."
"Really give it to me?" Zhao Yingluo asked in shock and joy.
"What's this? It's just a big pearl."
Zhao Yingluo cheered, threw her arms around her husband's neck and kissed him hard.
She wanted to get up again, but there was no way. She hugged her husband and said with charming eyes: "You bullied me for so long last night, and now you are here again."
Chen Qing chuckled, "Okay then! I'll just forgive you once."
Zhao Yingluo refused, and whispered in her husband's ear: "Who wants you to forgive me? Husband, I also want to have a son."
Chen Qing understood, "Let's study how to have a son!"
As soon as he got the words, he quickly skinned Zhao Yingluo into a big white sheep, and the whole cabin was filled with spring.
In the afternoon, the crew shouted outside. Chen Qing walked out of the cabin and saw a black coastline in the distance. Penghu Island had arrived.
Penghu Island is just the name of the common people. In the official documents of the Song Dynasty, it was called Ryukyu Island. Since Quanzhou people used Penghu Island as a springboard, they were basically concentrated in the south of Ryukyu Island.
The mountain natives on the island mainly live in the northern mountainous area, while in the south are small black people who have crossed over from the Southeast Asian islands, posing a great threat to the Han people.
In a large house with stilts, Chen Qing and three old men were sitting on the floor, talking about the situation on Ryukyu Island. The three old men were the leaders elected by everyone. The leader of the old man, whose surname was Qiao, was also the head of a large family from the Central Plains. He had quite a leadership temperament.
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"Originally, we have been living and working in peace and contentment, and have gathered together to more than 600 households with a population of 3,000. But starting three years ago, these little black natives have been attacking us. Ninety-three of us have died, and many people have died.
It was very miserable. After they were killed, their flesh was cut off."
Chen Qing's face darkened, "They actually eat human flesh?"
The three of them nodded, "This seems to be their custom. Eating the enemy's flesh will make you stronger."
"When was the last attack?"
"During the spring plowing this year, three people died, and one of the women was kidnapped by them. When they found her the next day, only a skeleton was left, with all the flesh cut off."
"Didn't you resist?"
"Why didn't you resist? If you didn't resist, they would have killed them all. We organized a militia group of 300 people. We fought with them more than ten times and killed more than 30 of them. It's a pity that we didn't have armor, otherwise we would have been killed.
We are no longer afraid of their poisonous arrows, most of us have died under their poisonous arrows."
"Since I'm here this time, I will definitely give you the best equipment."
The three elders were overjoyed and said one after another: "Thank you so much, Your Majesty!"
Chen Qing asked again: "Do you know where their stronghold is?"
"They have two tribes. We know that one of them is also the largest tribe, with about a thousand people."
Chen Qing realized that he had made a mistake. This time he came to Ryukyu Island with only three large ships and 300 personal guards. The remaining 2,000 troops were on Penghu Island.
He thought for a while and asked: "Do you have any ships to Penghu Island?"
"Yes! We have a fishing boat that can go there."
Chen Qing wrote a warrant and handed it to an elder, "Send someone to Penghu Island immediately and give the order to the garrison leader, General Yang Tai. He will lead his troops to the island tomorrow."
The elder took the warrant and went to arrange the manpower. Elder Qiao said: "Tonight is the night of the full moon, Prince, please be careful!"
"On the night of the full moon, they will hold a bonfire carnival, and then many men will go out in canoes to hunt for food in order to show their bravery. The prince's three large ships parked in the harbor are likely to be their targets."
Chen Qing sneered and said, "I'm just afraid they won't come!"
A full moon hung high in the shadow of a deep forest about a hundred miles away from the coast. A raging fire burned in the dense forest clearing, and countless figures danced wildly in front of the bonfire.
At this time, a naked old man climbed up to a high place, pointed in the direction of the sea with a torch, and shouted several times. The crowd became excited, and hundreds of little black people screamed. They ran towards the river with spears and bows and arrows.
Go, there are countless canoes parked by the river, they paddle the canoes very fast, and the countless canoes rush toward the sea like arrows.
A huge 10,000-stone warship is moored in the bay. The other two have temporarily evacuated, leaving only one large ship. It is like a huge bait, luring the wild nature deep in the forest.
At dawn, countless canoes rushed out from the river mouth, as many as three to four hundred. The little black men on the canoes screamed wildly and rowed desperately, like a pack of wolves, rushing towards the large ship with thousands of stones.
This was a large merchant ship they had seen. It contained countless supplies, which they coveted extremely. Unfortunately, they could not sail into the depths of the sea. Such a large merchant ship had no chance with them. But on a full moon night, there was actually a large merchant ship moored nearby.
An Chu, how could this not be a gift from the Moon God to them?
On the big ship, three hundred soldiers were already standing ready. The three hundred people were all Chen Qing's personal soldiers. They were all tall, highly skilled in martial arts, experienced in hundreds of battles, and all were equipped with extremely powerful equipment. Each soldier was wearing mountain pattern armor.
He wears an eagle helmet with a neck protector on his head, carries a sword on his waist, holds a divine arm crossbow, as well as a short spear and a throwing steel spur.
This was the first time for the soldiers to fight against such little black people from overseas. But when they heard that these little black people could eat human flesh, the murderous intention filled every soldier's heart.
The soldiers squatted half-crouched on the side of the boat, holding divine arm crossbows, aiming at the dark bodies on the canoe that were getting closer and closer. They were all bare-chested, without any protection, and had leaves hanging from their waists.
Chen Qing squatted on the highest point of the ship with a bow and arrow in his hand, while Fang Tian's painted halberd was put aside. He found that these little black men were quite organized and actually surrounded the ship from all directions, but everyone was shouting and he couldn't see it.
Who is the leader.
The canoe was getting closer and closer, entering one hundred and fifty steps. Chen Qing had not yet given the order. He needed the little black man to get closer so that the soldiers could shoot a few more rounds.
After entering a hundred steps, the opponent suddenly accelerated, and Chen Qing shouted, "Shoot!"
Three hundred guardsmen fired at the same time, and the powerful crossbow arrows shot at each black body; the force was so powerful that it shot directly through the body. Some were hit by arrows in the middle of the head, and some were hit by arrows in the chest. There were screams, alone.
The canoe then overturned and its bottom rested on the water.
One hundred and thirty little black men were killed with random arrows one by one. There were no missing arrows. However, many people were hit by several arrows. It was impossible to distribute them evenly. Each person was responsible for one person.
The bow and arrows used by Chen Qing were faster and more frequent. He shot them almost in succession. The soldiers only shot one round of crossbows, but he had already shot eight arrows. Each arrow was perfect. There must be one person.
Lose your life.
The soldiers suddenly realized that the opponent was naked, so why did he still use the magic arm crossbow? Isn't this like killing a chicken with a butcher's knife? They also threw away the magic arm crossbow, picked up the bow and arrow, and carried the quiver on their backs, just like Chen Qing.
Shoot arrows faster.
All this happened in a very short period of time, and the little black man was suddenly in chaos. Some people turned around and ran for their lives, while others continued to rush forward in confusion.
"The first and second teams shoot those who escape, and the third team shoot those who come closer!"
Chen Qing shouted deployment, and the soldiers began to divide the work. Two hundred soldiers shot at the escapees, and the other hundred shot at the little black people approaching the big ship.
Bows and arrows are indeed much more efficient than divine arm crossbows. The soldiers fired four rounds and killed 170 people one after another. Only about 20 little black people were left. The others had not yet figured out the reason, and even the bows and arrows were returned.
Before he could pick it up, he was killed by the powerful arrows of the guards.
This is a regular army that the small black natives have never encountered, and it is the most powerful army, but they happened to encounter it.
The remaining two dozen little black men were so frightened that they desperately paddled canoes to escape to the mouth of the river. However, they never expected that three hundred newly armed militia soldiers were wearing leather armor and holding spears and bows.
, lurking on both sides of the river, waiting for their return with hatred.
