Back to the Ming Dynasty to be a tyrant

To be precise, it is not appropriate to call them natives, it is more appropriate to call them savages or Kunlun slaves!

After listening to the scout's report, Zheng Zhifeng turned his head and glanced at Zheng Zhihu: "Second brother, it's time for us brothers to get promoted and get rich! If this place is full of Kunlun slaves, not to mention how much money those Kunlun slaves can sell It is the merit of expanding the land, and it is enough for our brothers to be named marquis and generals!"

When Zheng Zhihu heard the words, both eyes began to shine: "Then what are you waiting for? First catch the barbarians for money, and then bring the brothers over to grab the territory!"

Zheng Zhifeng stopped Zheng Zhihu's behavior: "Don't worry, let's take the brothers over to see what's going on, and then see if we can get information about the water source!"

What makes Zheng Zhifeng sad is that the Kunlun slaves on this big island are not friendly, or they are hostile to all strangers—after being captured so many people by the Franji barbarians, the Kunlun slaves directly think that outsiders Not a single good thing.

What's more, the equipment of these people who appeared now is obviously better than those guys with red hair and blue eyes who appeared before!

After Zheng Zhifeng came to the front of the formation, the Kunlun slaves on the opposite side had already lined up, holding messy sticks that could be called weapons in their hands, and screaming something.

After digging out his ears and listening carefully for a long time, Zheng Zhifeng regretted that he didn't understand what the Kunlun slave opposite was screaming.

Poking the interpreter beside her with her hand, Zheng Zhifeng squinted and said, "What the hell is the Kunlun slave on the other side screaming?"

After listening to it for a long time, the interpreter said helplessly to Zheng Zhifeng: "My lord, I don't even understand what they are yelling."

Zheng Zhifeng sneered: "Tongyi Tongyi, I can't even understand the words of a few natives, what kind of translation do you think you know?"

Hearing this, the interpreter blushed and said, "Being able to understand the language of those Francine savages doesn't mean that I know all the languages!

Besides, even though the humble staff can't understand what the savages on the opposite side are screaming, they obviously don't intend to have a friendly exchange with us? "

Zheng Zhifeng poohed and said: "Nonsense! I also heard that these barbarians have malicious intentions. Go, test it with Francophone and see if these barbarians can understand it?"

The interpreter didn't take Zheng Zhifeng's ridicule to heart at all.

In fact, the entire fleet is like this bird, and cursing does not necessarily mean that you are unfriendly to you, and complimenting you does not necessarily mean that you are recognized.

While the interpreter was walking towards the front of the formation, Zheng Zhihu said to Zheng Zhifeng: "What should we do later? Don't kill them directly?"

Zheng Zhifeng shook his head and said: "Look at the situation first, the best way is actually to use the method of Xinming Island."

Zheng Zhihu was stunned: "What about Xinming Island?"

Zheng Zhifeng smiled and said: "That's right. First find a place to dig a hole, then throw some trash into it, then bury the stele, and then dig it out.

After this set of methods, who can say that this is not my Ming Dynasty's territory?If there is, let him talk to the firecrackers in our hands! "

Although Zheng Zhihu thought that his mind was not as good as Zheng Zhifeng's, he still retorted: "Nonsense! The barbarians of Xinming Island are fine, they are not too different from us, and it's fine to insist that they are descendants of Yin and Shang.

But these Kunlun slaves in front of you, look, they are all the same as those dug out of the coal pile, what do you say? "

Zheng Zhifeng laughed lightly and said, "Kunlun slaves! Second brother, since there are Kunlun slaves here, it must be the land of Kunlun.

And when we come here, we are heading west through Luzon, so this place must be West Kunlun.

West Kunlun, the land of Tangmu, the Queen Mother of the West, has been my land of China since ancient times. If it is said that this land is not owned by me, Ming Dynasty, would you believe it? "

Zheng Zhihu was taken aback when he heard the words—although he already knew that these educated guys didn't have any good things, but his fifth son was too good at nonsense!

But Zheng Zhifeng immediately produced evidence that was not a myth: "Langya King Sima Yu had three sons when he was young, but none of them survived.

Later, many beauties were recruited into the palace but nothing came out, until a fortune teller discovered Li Lingrong.

There is a record in "Book of Jin": Li Lingrong was "long in shape and black in color, and was called a Kunlun slave by the palace people.

Look at these savages in front of you, which one is not a Kunlun slave?My mother's family of the Queen Mother of the Central Plains, why is it not my land of the Central Plains? "

Zheng Zhihu didn't know anything about Li Lingrong, nor was he interested, and he was even less interested in the women among the barbarians in front of him.

They were all so black that they couldn't be turned out of the pile of coal, and there was no strand of hair on their chests, which was extremely indecent!

For such a woman, Zheng Zhihu didn't even have the feeling of showing respect with a slight hardening!

The emperor of the Sima family has a strong taste?

After this thought flashed through his mind, Zheng Zhihu shook his head and drove this ridiculous idea out of his mind.

But no matter what, Lao Wu's ability to talk nonsense is really high enough. With what he said about the land of West Kunlun, even if someone wants to deny that it is the land of Daming, it will be fine!

Zheng Zhihu's mind was spinning these messy thoughts, and the interpreter who came out also finished Zheng Zhifeng's confession in Francophone: "I am waiting here just to find some water to drink, and I have no malicious intentions!"

The interpreter saw the barbarians on the opposite side looking at each other, thinking that these Kunlun slaves had understood Franji's words and were about to say a few more words, but what greeted him were javelins flying across the sky.

With a scream of "Oh my god!", the interpreter had already scrambled back to behind the shield.

The shield players raised their shields calmly and blocked all the javelins.

With crackling thoughts, the javelins that were thrown onto the shield finally fell to the ground powerlessly.

As the shieldmen dropped their shields to the ground, the pikemen also put their long gun shafts on the ground. Shooting also started directly in the standard training format.

But to everyone's surprise, the Kunlun slaves on the opposite side had fled in all directions after throwing their javelins, and the bullets fired by the musketeers did not hit these Kunlun slaves at all!

Zheng Zhihu's face was already darkened: "Damn it! How many rounds of ammunition have you fired to achieve such a level? You didn't even hit a few Kunlun slaves! After you go back, you will practice more fucking! practice!"

After scolding, Zheng Zhihu, who was still furious, added another sentence: "See if I don't train you to death!"

Zheng Zhifeng stopped the furious Zheng Zhihu, and said with a smile: "Second brother, calm down, no one thought that these Kunlun slaves would be so virtuous!

However, it is better for these Kunlun slaves to be like this, which will facilitate our future actions.

Without further ado, let's gather food and water first, then we'll go back and send someone to look for the broken bricks and tiles on the boat. "

Zheng Zhihu snorted, but he felt a little helpless—these Kunlun slaves were really fast enough to run, and they couldn't find anyone in the blink of an eye, and there was no other good way except to follow what Zheng Zhifeng said. up.

Zheng Zhilong who received the reward was also confused.

This found the old den of Kunlun slaves?The strength of the land is not bad?

After thinking about it, Zheng Zhilong also turned his attention to Zheng Zhifeng: "Old Five, you have the most ideas, what do you think about the rest?"

PS: Today is still an update, and it will start to be updated tomorrow.

Chapter 554 The vassal king is not enough

The farthest road in the world is routine.

Hearing Zheng Zhilong's inquiry, Zheng Zhifeng pondered and said: "First follow the Xinming Island route, first carve stone tablets and wooden boards, and at the same time find some broken cups and porcelain to bury.

After these things are done, we will sail north and east along the coastal sea back to Daming, record the route, and come back later. "

Zheng Zhilong nodded, and then asked: "What about the savage Franz?"

Zheng Zhifeng said: "I can't help it. Compared with such a big island, the matter of Frangji barbarian is not a big deal at all. It's better to report the news here to His Majesty and the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies and His Majesty first.