My Daming New Empire

If there is any movement, there will be a hail of bullets shooting over.

Feora didn't dare to show her head, so she could only peep out from the gap. The guns in the hands of these guards were very strange. Not only did they have two barrels, but they could shoot without matchlocks.

According to the information they got, this kind of musket does not need to be ignited, has a fast rate of fire, and has a range far beyond the musket in his hand.

He looked at the matchlock gun in his hand. Although the gun had [-]% more ammunition than usual, it was not certain that it would hurt the opponent.

When the grandson of the emperor stepped out of the carriage, his heart suddenly tensed up. He was frightened by the other party's momentum, and he lost his mind for a moment.

When he reacted and hastily lit the match, the grandson of the emperor had already got off the carriage and exchanged greetings with Martin V.

Along a narrow gap, he slowly stretched out the barrel.

He has been practicing martial arts since he was six years old. Although Zhu Zhanji does not have a magical sixth sense, he has a sharper sense than ordinary people when a person stares at him maliciously.

He knew very well that this was the easiest time for the other party to strike. For the sake of etiquette, he couldn't hide his face, and when he got off the dragon chariot, the surroundings were not open, so it was the best time to strike.Apart from here, it is difficult for them to find opportunities to show their faces.

Because most of his energy was on defense, he seemed careless when he bowed to Martin V's president.

At this moment, he felt an inexplicable pressure coming from his right front.He immediately raised his head and pointed his right hand at the building in front of him.

Most people's attention was on Zhu Zhanji, and when he pointed his finger, Chen Li immediately shouted: "Guard..."

Yi Qingzi and Xuan Cheng took a quick step and stood in front of Zhu Zhanji.

His personal servants were also prepared. One hundred servants quickly opened the black paper umbrellas in their hands. In less than five seconds, they occupied every position on the street and held up the black umbrellas in their hands.

This arrangement was made by Zhu Zhanji after he knew that someone wanted to assassinate.

As the grandson of the Ming emperor, it is impossible for him to change his schedule just because someone wants to assassinate him.But his safety is not a matter of one person, it is related to the lives of thousands of people, so he has to take it seriously.

Zhu Zhanji thought of a scene he had seen in a movie. When facing a sniper, blocking the opponent's line of sight is the most effective way.

So when these one hundred servants are in danger, they will open the black umbrellas in their hands, hold them up high, and block the entire sky.

And Zhu Zhanji only needs to change his position a little, even without leaving, and the crisis from afar will disappear.

On the street, everyone in the Holy See was still curiously looking at Zhu Zhanji who had just got off the car. Since getting off the car, Zhu Zhanji who has not spoken has put tremendous pressure on everyone.

Now, Zhu Zhanji just pointed forward with his hand, and in an instant, the well-trained guards blocked the sky with black umbrellas, and blocked everyone in the Holy See, including Martin V, under the umbrella.

Everyone was a little dazed because of this accident. Originally, it was only Zhu Zhanji who had put them under tremendous pressure, but now, even the soldiers of Ming Dynasty, who seemed not physically strong to them, also put them under enormous pressure.

In terms of individual strength, the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty looked weak, and compared to their strong warriors, they seemed to be no longer at the same level.

However, Daming's muskets are sharp, and now it can be seen that each of them is well-trained. In these thousands of people, everyone can find their own position and quickly control the entire scene with just one order.

This kind of tacit cooperation between each other, on the battlefield, can exert a might that far exceeds that of warriors who fight alone.

Now, everyone is dominated by this panic, and they can't even react.

Zhu Zhanji just changed positions behind Yiqingzi and the others, and then walked through the crowd again.

The dense umbrellas blocked the sky, and when even Martin V and the others were blocked, people in the distance could not determine his position at all.

He said to Martin V in a deep voice: "Today is the nineteenth day of November 4115 in the Yellow Emperor's Calendar. Daming from the East came across the sea with friendship and interests. This is a historic meeting between the East and the West. The integration of civilizations and the circulation of trade will be carried out directly after us. Congratulations to Your Excellency and everyone, you have not only witnessed history, but also participated in history."

This is an extremely pretentious opening remark, but Zhu Zhanji knows that this is creating history, so he deliberately uses such a passage as the opening remark.

While speaking, he also smiled at King Joao I who was in the later position, as if he didn't care that he rushed to the Papal State on purpose and leaked the details of his own side.

The fly in the ointment was that there was a burst of gunfire at this time, and everyone in the Holy See, including Martin V, seemed a little out of their wits.

After Tongshi translated Zhu Zhanji's words to them, their emotions calmed down a little.

Martin V looked up at the blocked sky, took a step forward, and bowed slightly to Zhu Zhanji after standing still.

From this etiquette, it can also be seen that Martin V regards Zhu Zhanji as an equal object.

"His Royal Highness, Emperor Taisun of the Ming Dynasty, although we have many legends from the East in our historical records, we also know that the soft silk, exquisite porcelain, fragrant tea, and expensive spices all come from the distant East. But the mighty Ottoman Empire has become an obstacle to communication between the East and the West. Until today, we have not really met Your Excellency from the far East. I hope you bring friendship instead of war, and trade instead of plunder .”

Almost all Europeans in this era speak Latin. Although this dead language is famous for its rigidity, it has been the common language in Europe for 2000 years. Until the late period of the Age of Discovery, Europeans still spoke Latin.

Through the spread of Spain, even the central and southern parts of America are called Latin America.

Zhu Zhanji learned Spanish in Chile in his previous life, and he became proficient in this language when he was in the gray area of ​​Colombia.Although hundreds of years of evolution, the language is very different, but he went through half a year of study on the way here this time, and although he is not fluent in speaking, he can understand it.

Seeing the officers quickly record each other's words, he said in Daming dialect without waiting for an interpreter: "For Daming, the poor Europa is not worth using force to snatch it, because the benefits of snatching are even smaller than ours. So, as long as I don’t intentionally oppose me, Da Ming, I won’t waste my troops here.”

When Tong Tong translated this passage, hundreds of people were in an uproar.It's a little bit too shocking for me to worry about something that I value so much, but it's not worth mentioning in the eyes of the other party.

But they saw that even Daming's military uniforms were made of fine cotton, and many generals were covered with silk that nobles were reluctant to wear. Their exquisite weapons all proved that Zhu Zhanji's words made sense.

Thinking about it this way, His Royal Highness's lofty attitude seems to be less arrogant, it is really too far behind!

Martin V smiled wryly, as the pope, as the most powerful person in Europe.He is really not used to being despised by a young man now.

But it seems, can only endure.

He was just about to speak, but he heard someone shouting something loudly, and couldn't help turning his head to look.

"Report, capture one assassin, and wound one of our own."

The leader, Chen Li, was a little excited. Although he injured one person, he caught a good assassin, and his merit outweighed his demerits.

A group of charred people couldn't help but get out of the way, and saw a few Ming soldiers walking over with a burly man.The leader was holding a musket in his hand, and behind them, several soldiers were carrying a Ming soldier who had been shot in the face.

From their point of view, that soldier of Ming Dynasty was already in danger. He was shot in the face, which was almost equivalent to waiting for death.

However, two physicians from Ming Dynasty rushed forward to treat him.They picked out the bullets one by one with tweezers, and then used a liquid to wash the wounded soldiers' wounds.

Although the other party seemed to be in a coma, he was still twitching in pain.

Then they poured some powder on the wound of the wounded soldier and bandaged it with clean white gauze.

Everyone is wondering, can these still save lives?

Zhu Zhanji looked at Martin V, who was a little dazed, and said, "I don't know what the punishment for assassins is in Europe?"

Listening to Zhu Zhanji's awkward Latin, Martin V didn't react for a while.

But Zhu Zhanji asked again: "Do you know each other?"

Now that Martin V understood, he shook his head and asked others to recognize him, but no one knew the assassin.

Zhu Zhanji turned his head, looked at Feng Xiaonian at the periphery of the crowd, and said, "According to my order, this person will be crucified at this intersection, and no one can interfere..."

Feng Xiaonian immediately shouted excitedly: "Obey!"