This first emperor is awesome

"Here."

Many people sat on the deck on the spot, constantly rubbing the calluses on their palms.

Although the sail ropes have twisted stakes made by masters, even so, it takes a lot of effort to raise the heavy sail, requiring several brave men to work hard at the same time.

Meng Zhan and Bai Hong walked towards the watchtower, and after going up, they bowed to Fusu's back and said, "Young Master."

"Thank you, sit down!"

Fusu turned around, without any airs on his body, and said in a gentle and elegant manner.

"Thank you, Mr. Elder."

The two bowed their hands again, and then sat on both sides of the watchtower.

Fu Su also sat down, looked at the two of them and said: "We have been out to sea for half a month, and it is time to return."

"My eldest son, we should not be far from the island on the nautical chart, don't you want to look for it anymore?"

Meng Zhan showed hesitation and asked in doubt.

"Although there are nautical charts, compass, and watching the stars and celestial phenomena to guide the way? But sea navigation? The difference is a tiny bit? It's a thousand miles away? Let's go back!"

Fusu sighed? His father had placed great trust in him, but it's a pity that the sea is vast? Searching for unmarked islands is tantamount to panning for gold in the desert.

"Boom"

At this moment? In the distant sky, there was a sound of thunder.

A bright blue sky? It soon darkened.

Everyone's face changed. They have received training? Have they learned astronomical recognition? Going to sea? They are most afraid of storms.

And this kind of celestial phenomenon, in the training manual, is the prelude to the storm.

Looking at the dark skyline in the distance? Lightning and thunder, Fusu said worriedly: "Hurry up and raise the sails. If you are caught in the storm, something bad will happen."

Meng Zhan and Bai Hong also looked dignified, cupped their hands, and immediately shouted: "All return."

"Raise the sails."

There was a sound of beating drums, and a flag bearer immediately raised the flag.

The canvas that fell from the twelve masts with a height of ten meters, with the joint efforts of hundreds of sailors, the pusher hoisted the sail wood and began to rise slowly.

"The oarsman is in position and pushes forward with all his strength."

Meng Zhan looked stern and shouted loudly.

The flag bearer changed the flag again, and the horn player on the side also blew the horn.

There are huge long wooden handles on the bottom of both sides of the big ship, and a group of four began to shake the giant log deep into the sea.

There are sixty sculls in total, [-] on each side, and hundreds of oarsmen are holding the wooden sculls naked.

Following the general's order, they chanted neat slogans and moved the wooden oars in unison.

Obviously well-trained, very familiar, without the slightest jerky.

"The wind is heading northeast, urgent."

A wind watcher reported loudly with his voice.

"Spin the scull sail."

With the howling wind, the sea level has begun to swell.

The huge ship also began to shake with the rough waves of the sea.

It was as if a huge sea beast was gushing out of the sea.

Black clouds were closing in, covering the sky.

Darkness enveloped the sea as far as the eye could see.

The worry on Fusu's face became more and more serious, which seemed to be very bad.

The giant ship broke through the waves in the wind and waves, like a big fish, pushing at full speed.

But no matter how fast it is, the dark skyline in the distance is getting closer and closer.

"Hurry up, or you will be caught in the storm."

Fusu said anxiously.

"My lord, this is already the fastest speed, we are sailing with the wind."

Baihong's face was also pale, looking at the dark skyline behind him from time to time, getting closer and closer, his heart fell to the bottom of the valley.

"Can you shake it off?"

Fusu said in a lonely voice.

"I'm afraid it's very difficult. The speed of the storm is much faster than ours. I'm afraid it won't take a while to catch up with us and swallow us up."

Meng Zhan said in a deep voice.

"Is that so?"

Fusu smiled wryly, and heaved a deep sigh.

The horror of the storm is far beyond the comprehension of mortals.

Anything that dares to stand in front of it will be torn to shreds.

"Since you can't escape, let's fight with it!"

Bai Hong said sharply, with a fierce look on his face.

"spell?"

Fusu froze, revealing doubts.

"It is recorded in the storm manual that His Majesty gave us. When sailing at sea and encountering a storm, if you can't stay away from the storm in time, there is only one way."

Meng Zhan understood Bai Hong's meaning and said calmly.

"You mean, you want to face the wind?"

Fusu hesitated.

"Eldest son, give the order!"

"Eldest son, give the order!"

Meng Zhan and Bai Hong also went all out, and asked Fusu for orders as if they were going all out.

"Is there really no way?"

Fusu was hesitant by nature, and he couldn't make a complete decision in his mind for a while.

Meng Zhan and Bai Hong looked at each other, and they both saw the worry in each other's eyes.

You must know that the storm in the distance is getting closer and closer. In the storm manual given by His Majesty, it can be said clearly that if you can't get out of the storm and you have to run away with the wind, there is only one end.

It was completely overturned, torn apart, and ended up with a shipwreck and death.

If it goes up against the wind, there is still life to be found.

As long as you survive and wait for the storm to leave, you can still fight for life.

If it is not necessary, no one is willing to go against the wind and dance with the storm.

But they no longer had a second choice. Looking at the distant skyline, the storm would catch up within a few moments at most.

"Eldest son, if you hesitate, we will be buried in the sea."

"Eldest son, His Majesty's words can't be wrong."

Meng Zhan and Bai Hong persuaded Fu Su again and again, earnestly.

Yes, Royal Father can't be wrong, definitely can't be wrong.

Fusu's eyes lit up, and upon hearing this, he immediately made a decision.

"Soldiers, if you don't want to be buried in the belly of the fish, then fight it to the death!"

"Warriors of the Great Qin Empire, turn the rudder, turn the bow, and go up to the wind!"

"How can you say that you have no clothes, you wear the same robes as your son, you are a unparalleled righteous man, why are you afraid of life and death?"

Fusu untied the cloak on his body, threw it aside, and roared loudly.

Chapter 122 Your Majesty will really not be able to do it in the end

"I will meet your Majesty at the end."

Wang Li bowed his hands to Ying Zheng.

Yingzheng's imperial driver stopped in the naval camp, and with the support of Yunshang, he slowly walked down from the emperor's seat.

Looking at Wang Li, Ying Zheng glanced around, frowned slightly, and soon relaxed, and said with a smile: "It's much stronger again!"

Wang Li laughed twice, a little at a loss.

"Why didn't you see Meng Zhan and Bai Hong?"

Ying Zheng changed the subject.

Forehead!

Wang Li is not stupid, so he realized instantly, His Majesty is asking the eldest son, right?

"Reporting to Your Majesty, General Meng, General Bai and the eldest son went out to sea to train soldiers, and they went looking for Banana Island by the way."

Wang Li said respectfully.

"It seems that it is really a coincidence that I came here."

After Ying Zheng finished speaking, he walked straight towards the big tent of the Chinese army.

Wang Li was stunned and thought for a while, but he didn't figure out what His Majesty meant by this.

After walking into the tent of the Chinese army, Wang Li looked at Ying Zheng sitting in his seat, not daring to show any strangeness on his face.

Standing obediently below, like a child who has done something wrong, standing straight.

"How is the training of the soldiers?"

Ying Zheng looked at Wang Li like a kind elder.

"Returning to Your Majesty, the officers and men worked very hard. Most of the [-] navy officers and men have already gone to sea for training."

Wang Li would not be fooled by His Majesty's appearance, so he said cautiously.

"How many times has the warship been launched?"

Ying Zheng nodded in satisfaction, then asked again.

"Fifty feet, twelve masts, and two giant warships launched."

"Thirty feet, ten masts, three large warships launched."

"Twenty feet, eight masts, five medium troop carriers."

"Fifteen feet, six masts, seven small supply ships."

"A total of seventeen warships went to sea."

Wang Li was like a treasure, and reported carefully.

Ying Zheng frowned, and said in a deep voice, "This progress is too slow. When will the hundred ships I want be completed?"

Wang Li's face sank in his heart, and he said unnaturally: "It will take ten years at the earliest to return to His Majesty."

"too long."

Ying Zheng glanced at Wang Li and said without hesitation.

"Your Majesty's many rare woods have to be transported thousands of miles and the Lingnan mountain road is rugged and difficult, and the coast is often disturbed by huge waves."

Wang Li was interrupted before he could finish his explanation.

"Didn't I come to listen to your complaints and teach you how to do it?"

Ying coup face scolded faster than turning the pages of a book.