Back to the Ming Dynasty to be a tyrant

Zheng Zhifeng endured it for a long time, and the tears that had been rolling in Feng Gang's eyes when he saw the five corpses could no longer be held back, and fell down the corners of his eyes.

Ignoring the falling tears, Zheng Zhifeng choked up and ordered after getting up: "Collect the bones of these five brothers and bring them back to the camp. The rest get out of this forest!"

After all the bones of a small banner department were collected and everyone withdrew from the forest, Zheng Zhifeng glanced at the forest in front of him bitterly, and gritted his teeth: "Change bombs! Give me a blast! I want this The forest is completely wiped out!"

Zheng Zhifeng's order was completely carried out, and the forest that was originally empty as far as the eye could see was declared wiped out within a day.

As for the fire caused by the flowering bullets, Zheng Zhifeng was not worried at all, and none of the soldiers of the Ming army were worried.

There is too much humidity here, even if it catches fire, it will turn into a dark fire after a while, and then into puffs of black smoke. There is no problem of causing a big fire at all.

Not to mention that an extremely wide fire ditch has been dug out in advance outside the forest. Even if there is a big fire, it will not be able to burn in the direction of Zheng Zhifeng and others.

Zheng Zhifeng returned to the big tent with a gloomy face. After taking off his armor, he jumped into the pool in the tent and buried his head deeply in the water.

Zheng Zhilong, who had already come out of the pool and dried himself off, was wearing a thin robe. After Zheng Zhifeng lifted his head from the water, he asked, "What's wrong?"

Zheng Zhifeng said bitterly: "The brothers from the Xiaoqi Department found it, and none of them survived."

Zheng Zhilong nodded: "It was expected. They couldn't get out of such a large forest, and the ammunition and supplies they carried were destined to not last long.

To put it bluntly, even if they didn't encounter any fatal danger, just lack of water and hunger could kill them, even if they were replaced by Jin Yiwei. "

The red-eyed Zheng Zhifeng said angrily: "The five brothers who came out of Daming together didn't die in the sea where they fought against the barbarians, they didn't die in Luzon, but they died in such a forest!

If I hadn't ordered them to explore this damn forest, they wouldn't have died so worthless! "

Zheng Zhilong sighed, walked around to where Zheng Zhifeng was, squatted down and patted Zheng Zhifeng's shoulder lightly, and said: "They are soldiers of Ming Dynasty, this is fate!

If you hadn’t issued this order back then, I would have issued this order too, and people would die, the difference being that it might be someone else who died, not these five brothers.

In any case, these five brothers also told us one thing, that is, the forest is dangerous and should not be easily entered, and their death is worth it. "

Zheng Zhifeng knew that her elder brother Zheng Zhilong was comforting herself, and what Zheng Zhilong said was true.

When a soldier fights a war, how can anyone not die?

Either they died on the battlefield, or they died on the way to the battlefield. How many people can survive on the battlefield?

There was only one Zhao Zilong who entered Changbanpo seven times and exited seven times. The Ming soldiers were not as capable as Zhao Zilong.

But if you understand it, you understand it, if you feel uncomfortable, you feel uncomfortable in your heart, and you can't resist this bend.

Resentfully, he picked up the water and washed his face, then spit out the water that accidentally seeped into his mouth with a bah, Zheng Zhifeng said: "What kind of bullshit forest, I have ordered it to be completely wiped out, there will never be any more What a forest!"

Zheng Zhilong was taken aback when he heard the words, then patted Zheng Zhifeng's shoulder again, and said with a smile: "If you erase it, erase it, just don't be so reckless in the future."

Zheng Zhifeng hummed, then soaked in the water, and stopped talking, making it unclear what was going on in his mind.

Zheng Zhilong sighed again, and ignored Zheng Zhifeng, but ordered someone to prepare food and wine.

There is no way for others to replace or persuade such a knot like this. He can only rely on him to get out of it.

After coming out, he is a qualified military commander.

If you can't get out, you will either start writing in the future, or you will become a useless person.

But Zheng Zhilong didn't want to watch Xiao Wu become a useless person, so he could only do his best.

The wine and food were ready soon, some simple fish and a jug of wine.

The fish is fish from the sea, and the meat is small animals hunted by the soldiers. After being carefully cooked by the fleet cooks, it has a special taste.

As for alcohol, because alcohol is strictly prohibited in the military, but alcohol is carried for disinfection, so the guys in these fleets invented the method of mixing alcohol with water hundreds of years ago-you can drink it, as long as you don’t kill people, don’t dare to ask for extravagance too much.

Zheng Zhifeng drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and asked with red eyes: "Brother, do you think these people's deaths are worth it? Will they hate me? Will their family hate me?"

Zheng Zhilong filled Zheng Zhifeng's wine again, but held down Zheng Zhifeng's hand that wanted to pick up the cup, stared into Zheng Zhifeng's eyes and said, "It's worth it! I won't hate it!"

After slowly letting go of Zheng Zhifeng's hand, seeing that Zheng Zhifeng didn't intend to pick up the cup again, Zheng Zhilong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "Just like what I told you just now, if you don't order it, just let it go." I have to go down, if they don't go, other comrades have to go.

This is life, as a soldier's life.

In front of this kind of forest, there is actually no distinction between soldiers and generals, even if you and I lead troops in.

Brothers like this who died because of exploring the road belonged to death in battle, not dying of old age on the sick bed, let alone dying on the march, this alone is worth it! "

After sighing again, Zheng Zhilong continued: "Old Wu, I know you feel uncomfortable, and I also feel uncomfortable. They might as well die on the battlefield with Frangji, so I can feel better in my heart." .

But it won't work, someone has to explore the road, and if you want to occupy this land for me, Daming, someone has to make sacrifices!

Not to mention these five brothers, even if it is the second child who leads the army to wipe out the barbarians, who can guarantee that he will be safe?Who can guarantee that you and I will be safe? "

Zheng Zhifeng hummed, picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank it down, put the wine glass heavily on the table, then reached out to grab the wine pot from Zheng Zhilong's hand and filled it up for himself, then said with red eyes: "I know, I understand, but I just feel uncomfortable!"

Looking at Zheng Zhifeng who drank another gulp, Zheng Zhilong said helplessly: "And then? Can you bring them back to life or can I make them come back to life?

What we have to do right now is to gather up the good brothers and bring them back to Daming, so that they can enter the Martyrs' Shrine to enjoy blood.

Then what?Then we will continue to explore this land until we have a thorough understanding of the situation here, until this place is completely owned by my Ming Dynasty!

In this process, there will inevitably be brothers who continue to die because of disease, because of fighting with barbarians, because of wild beasts, because of invisible dangers.

But so what?Can we stop exploring?

Let's not talk about whether His Majesty will spare us, or whether we will be right to these dead brothers after we stop here, just talk about your own heart, can you live through it? "

Picking up the wine glass in front of him, and drank the alcohol mixed with water in one gulp, Zheng Zhilong's eyes also turned red: "Why the hell?

You have seen the land here, until now there is no intention of autumn, sowing seeds can produce food, why should it belong to those savages?Why can't it be owned by me, Daming?Um? !

Let me tell you, this place must belong to Daming, and it can only belong to Daming!

As the generals of Ming Dynasty, we brothers must learn to think about problems from the perspective of generals, instead of looking at problems from the perspective of pirates like before! "

After taking back the flagon from Zheng Zhifeng's hand, and drinking a cup for himself, Zheng Zhilong's tongue was already a little knotted: "From now on, you are the one who is smart, and you see things farther than your brother.

But this time, fifth child, you, no!

You can't just think about brotherhood, you have to, you have to remember that you are the Marquis of Jinghai in Ming Dynasty and the pioneer in opening up this land! "

With a bang, the jug in Zheng Zhilong's hand fell to the ground, and the wine spilled all over the floor. The last thought in his mind was that there was less water...

Zheng Zhifeng chuckled, and wanted to pick up the jug on the ground with red eyes, but she didn't want to lose her balance and fell to the ground with a plop, including the stool under her buttocks.

After the guards outside the tent rushed in, they saw Zheng Zhilong laying on the messy table, Zheng Zhifeng fell on the ground, not far from his head was a jug dripping with wine, and the two of them had already started fighting Snoring.

Chapter 566 Black History