I, the grandson of the second emperor of the Ming Dynasty, earned 100 million taels at the beginning

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"The next thing to appear is the Mo Dao known as the cavalry killer. This is the pinnacle weapon of the Tang Dynasty to defeat the cavalry with infantry. It is also a legendary weapon that beats the Turks without temper."

Representative of the Ottoman Empire: You bastard, can you stop mentioning the Turks, can't you use another power to make an analogy?

The representative of the Ottoman Empire, who didn't care about the resentment in his eyes, Sashur invited the soldiers holding Mo Dao to the stage, and at the same time introduced the achievements of Mo Dao in history.

Of course, among them, the Turkic ancestors of the Ottoman Empire must be used as an example.

Sasher mentioned the Turks again and again, and the angry Ottoman Minister of State was blowing his beard and staring.

"I see. No wonder the Great Tang was able to conquer such a large territory back then."

The Minister of State Affairs of the Ottoman Empire was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, but Omurad, who was standing behind him pretending to be a guard, nodded thoughtfully.

Sa Xuer's bragging introduction solved a lot of doubts he had when he read Shi Ji.

Until today, he didn't understand why the ancestors were so powerful back then, why they were beaten so hard by Datang that there was nowhere to escape.

Yanhuang has all kinds of weapons, such as knives, guns, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, almost all weapons that can be crafted, all of them showed up today, even the most difficult to control the rope gun, was taken out by a soldier who has practiced in this field. set.

The fancy weapons and moves made the uninformed guys below stunned.

Especially the rope gun, they were all curious and wondered how the rope was so soft, how could it be so easy to control in the other party's hands.

After the demonstration of the last weapon, Sashuer stood up again without any tired smile on his face.

"Time flies so fast. It's noon in a blink of an eye. Considering that everyone came in a hurry this morning and maybe didn't have breakfast, our Daming has prepared a rich lunch. Please enjoy it to your heart's content."

As soon as I heard that it was time to eat, I watched the crowd all morning in the audience, and then I remembered that it was time to eat.

And just as everyone below was about to leave and followed the waiters around to eat, Sa Xuer on the stage threw out a message that made them unable to eat for a moment.

"Here, let me tell you a piece of good news. After lunch, our Ming Dynasty will demonstrate the most powerful weapon in the world, that is, the excellent flintlock guns and powerful artillery equipped by our Ming Dynasty."

"So please don't rush to leave after dinner, the presentation in the afternoon will be more exciting."

"Alright, on behalf of Daming, I wish you all a happy lunch!"

Under everyone's speechless eyes, Saxuer stepped off the stage in a very good mood to enjoy her perfect lunch.

"Your Majesty, they are all flintlock rifles, why should we buy them?"

Today's lunch was a buffet, with long tables covered with clean white tablecloths, and all kinds of exquisite food and drinks were placed on them.

On one side of the banquet, there are specially invited musicians and dancers to play music and accompany the dance, so as to bring relief to the people attending the banquet and enjoy a good lunch happily.

In a corner of the banquet venue, a group of people from the Ottoman Empire sat together with dinner plates, eating delicious food, and chatting in low voices about their experience from watching the whole morning.

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In the middle of the crowd, the Ottoman Minister of State Affairs was gnawing on a piece of delicious fish with a fork, while quietly asking Omurad who was sitting next to him, chewing slowly and savoring oriental delicacies.

The reason why he asked this question just now was because after everyone had chosen the food and found a place to sit down, Aumurad asked him to talk to Zheng He to see if he could reach an agreement to purchase weapons and equipment in advance.

"You do not understand!"

Swallow a spoonful of mapo tofu

In his stomach, Omurad picked up the soft napkin next to him, wiped his mouth with the elegant paper, took a sip of the sweet juice, and replied with a smile: "Although our weapons are similar, the quality of the two weapons is different. There’s a world of difference.”

"I got one from the grape people. They seized Ming's flintlock."

"I let craftsmen experiment. With the same amount of charge, their shooting range will be more than ten yards farther than ours, and the number of cooling and shooting times is twice as much as ours."

"In terms of the maximum charge, the charge of the weapon we produced was less than 1/3 of the opponent's charge before the chamber exploded, while their weapon was only a little hot, and there was no sign of the chamber bursting at all."

"Weapons are the second life of soldiers, and they are also what they rely on to survive on the battlefield."

"If the weapon in their hands is not only not their reliance, but someone who will kill them at any time, then they will have great distrust of weapons."

"If a soldier distrusts weapons, how much combat effectiveness do you think the soldier has?"

"One or two may be nothing, but if the entire army is like this, then what strength does our army have?"

"An army without combat capability, let alone continue to expand its borders, may even have difficulty protecting its own country."

"So we need more excellent weapons to equip our soldiers and strengthen our strength, so that our Ottoman Empire, a chariot that conquers the world, will be faster!"

Chapter 335: Exchange the Princess for a Battleship!

The sultan gave the order, and the explanation was so clear that the Minister of State Affairs naturally dared not pass.

Stuffing the last bite of fish into his mouth, the minister of state took out a tissue and wiped his mouth.

"Da Ming is indeed the legendary golden country. Look at the paper towels for dinner. They are the softest and best paper I have ever seen in my life. What a waste! Is Da Ming really that rich?"

Omurad also agreed very much, stretched out his hand and took out a few sheets, folded them and put them in his arms, ready to use them to wipe his buttocks in the toilet later.

"I heard that they still have a chamber of commerce. They should sell this kind of tissue in the chamber of commerce. You can discuss it with the duke later to see if their chamber of commerce can be invited to open a store with us."

"Oh, right!"

"It doesn't matter whether the gun business can be negotiated. I must buy some of these tissues. I'm tired of wiping my ass with parchment and string."

"Ha ha!"

The Minister of State Affairs gave a big laugh of approval, adjusted his clothes, and walked towards Zheng He with an interpreter.

But before he took a few steps, the smile on his face gradually sank.

"Damn slave, you are one step ahead of me!"

Looking at the Mamluk representatives who were chatting and laughing with Zheng He, the Minister of State Affairs felt a little tired.

But thinking of his mission, although he didn't want to be with these dirty slaves in his heart, he had no choice but to bite the bullet.

"Haha, the friendship between our two countries will definitely last forever. Cheers to peace!"

A hearty laugh spread into the ears of the minister of state affairs. Seeing the two people chatting happily, he took a deep breath, with a smile on his face, greeted the guards protecting Zheng He, and handed over his companion Jian, with his permission, went to Zheng He.

"I heard the laughter of the two of you from a distance. It seems that the two gentlemen are communicating very well. I wonder if you can bring me along."

What is diplomacy?

Hypocrisy is diplomacy.

No matter how much you hate the other party, before you achieve your goal, even if you want to strangle the other party in your heart, you must remain polite on the surface and talk to the other party with a smile.

As the saying goes, smiling at people and forces you hate is the basic rule of diplomacy.

"So it's Baron Oliver, long time no see."

Zheng He didn't know the identity of the other party, but as the Mamluk government minister of a hostile country, he knew this guy very well.

As the saying goes, it is not your relatives who know you best, but your enemies.

The backgrounds and hobbies of the two parties, even what underwear they wear every day, both parties have checked clearly.

"I haven't seen Mr. Luo Ke for a long time. The last time we met seemed to be the last time. At that time, I was still thinking that at the age of Mr., the last farewell was probably a permanent farewell. I was very sad for a long time, but I didn't expect today It's such a pity to see you again, oh no, it's such a pleasure."

"Yeah, thinking that the last time we met was already the last time, it's been so long, I almost forgot your name just now, if I didn't remember the watchdog I raised at home, I almost called your name by mistake. "

The two sides met with smiles on their faces, and their words were indeed as sharp as knives.

One satirizes the other party at such an old age that he can't take care of the elderly at home, and wanders around, beware of sudden death.

The other was not to be outdone, and directly satirized the other party as a watchdog.

Although the two talked in Arabic, they spoke too fast. Zheng He, who was the second sword, couldn't understand what it meant for a while.

However, thinking about the relationship between the two countries, coupled with the political exchanges they have learned in the past, Zheng He guessed that neither of them had good things to say.

"Both of you also know that my Arabic is not good. It's hard for me to speak so fast."

Seeing the two parties clenched their fists while chatting, Zheng He was worried that the two would get angry and start fighting, which would disturb his lunch.He hurriedly stood between the two with a smile, and invited them to sit down with a smile.

Daming, the peacemaker, came out. Although the two ministers of state affairs aroused

Huo Hua, but considering what his boss had told him, he could only smile and stare at the other party, and sat down on a chair under Zheng He's guidance.

After the three sat down, Zheng He personally poured them a cup of milk tea.

"Thank you, Your Excellency the Duke!"

The two who had just sat down quickly got up to thank them.

The three of them exchanged simple politeness and chatted about the romance. After today's lunch, Baron Oliver, Minister of State of the Ottoman Empire, saw that the two of them hadn't talked to the point, so he stopped talking nonsense and brought up the old matter again.

"Your Excellency, I saw the two of you chatting happily just now. Is there something happy? Do I have the honor to know this happy thing?"

"of course can!"

Zheng He didn't know whether he didn't understand the other party's destination, or pretended not to understand, and replied with a smile: "Your Excellency Oliver must have watched the entire exhibition at noon today."

Raising his hand to attract the Mamluk Minister of State Affairs Luo Ke who was sitting next to him and winking wildly, Zheng He seemed to be careless, and shook out all the deals they had just reached.

"Mamluks are very interested in the weapons and equipment this morning. Your Excellency Luo Ke considered that the country's national defense is still not enough, so he ordered some weapons and equipment from me, and planned to take them back to arm an army to attack the domestic Robbers and bandits blocking the way."

"These equipments are 2000 sets of Mingguang Kai, 1000 sets of infantry armor, and 2000 sets of Shanwen armor, as well as some weapons, and some bows and arrows!"

Luo Ke looked at Zheng He, who was introducing him in detail, with a look of bitterness on his face.

Didn't we agree to hide it for me?

Good guy, I haven't left yet, you've shaken me up completely, it's easy to have no friends if you do this.

Although the group was depressed, but now that Mamluk needed Daming's help, and his enemy was sitting next to him, even though Luo Ke was extremely depressed, he still had to put on a calm look on his face.

You can't lose face in front of this deadly enemy, and you have to bear it with gritted teeth.

After listening to Zheng He's detailed introduction, Oliver's eyelids twitched wildly, and he gave a fierce stare. Sitting opposite him was holding a teacup in his hand, and Roco, who was drinking milk tea, had wandering eyes.

Oliver: You bastard, did you Mamluks secretly buy these weapons to fight our Ottoman Empire?

Luo Ke: How is it possible? We Mamluks and you Ottomans are friendly neighbors. We bought these weapons for self-defense. You understand self-defense!

Oliver: Ha, you are still friendly to your neighbors, and you are still defending yourself. Do you believe this?

Luo Ke: Well... Believe it or not, I believe it anyway.

Oliver: "..."

"Oh, I see!"

After the two exchanged eye contact for a while, Oliver pretended to be suddenly enlightened, and then his expression changed, and he grabbed Zheng He's hand.

"Your Excellency, we Ottomans are suffering!"

"There are a lot of robbers and bandits in our country. The safety of our civilians is seriously threatened. In addition, our sultan is unwilling to exploit the people, which has caused financial difficulties for our Ottoman Empire. Many soldiers don't even talk about weapons and armor. They even have decent clothes. nothing."

"Even when some soldiers go to the battlefield, they are bare buttocks with wooden clubs."

"Although the enemies are bandits, they are rich. They are all armed to the teeth. Our soldiers who don't have decent weapons and equipment are just like lambs sent to death, and they are beheaded by their brands."

"Your Excellency, for the sake of the friendship between our two countries, please help us and sell us some armor and weapons!"

Zheng He: When did we have friendship between the two countries?Didn't we just meet these two days?

Luo Ke: "Bah, shameless!"

Ten minutes later, Oliver, the Ottoman Minister of State, forced the Mamluk Minister of State, Rocco, to leave the place where Zheng He was dining.

Luo Ke: "You bastard, you just leave, why pull me!"

Oliver: "It's been a long time since I saw you, and I want to have a cordial exchange with you."

Luo Ke: "Hehe, let's talk about it, do you believe what you say?"

Oliver: "Uh, haha, it doesn't matter if you believe it or not, that's what I think anyway!"

The two chattered and talked, and under Zheng He's strange eyes, they walked to the equipment venue, ready to have a friendly and cordial exchange.

Thinking of the verbal confrontation between the three of them just now, Zheng He dared to swear to the sky with his cut-off treasure and severed hand that after the military exhibition here is over, the two countries will definitely fight immediately, and it is still The very tragic kind.

After the two left, Zheng He asked someone to collect their teacups, set new ones and sat there, drinking tea while waiting for the next one to be taken advantage of, oh no, a customer came to the door.

Sure enough, within a few minutes of the two leaving, another power representative walked over with a warm smile and started a cordial exchange with Zheng He.

People come and go, it is very lively!

During the break at noon, Zheng He received representatives of more than a dozen forces.

"Your Highness is right, selling arms is really profitable!"

Holding the number of equipment counted by the guards around him and the estimated income in his hand, Zheng He looked at the large string of attractive numbers and couldn't help but let out a sigh of emotion.