I am rich in martial arts, but choose culture to win

It also reads "Mellen's Tomb" in Chinese characters and Gaelic.

"You, like me, also want to know where he went?"

Isabella bent down with difficulty, and placed a bouquet of flowers in front of the tombstone, "I tried everything I could, but I couldn't find any news about him. Everyone kept secret, as if they were talking about something terrible. If you know, can you..."

Isabella murmured to the tombstone, her eyes full of worry and longing.

Just then, as if miraculously, the sky cleared up.

A rainbow appeared over the sea.

Just as Isabella raised her head, she suddenly heard the maid exclaim, "Look, Princess!"

The maid pointed to the sea in the distance.

Probably due to the sudden stop of the heavy rain, phantom mirages appeared on the sea.

But it was no ordinary mirage, it was faint, and the sound could be heard amidst the howling sea wind, and its picture was all too familiar to Isabella.

It was Mr. Zhu Wenkui who broke out with thirteen knights!

At this time, he had already stained his shirt with blood.

And the knights around him fell one after another.

Ultimately, he has become the last knight.

The British army surrounded him, and the archers were about to shoot, but an officer who looked like a regimental commander hurriedly stopped him.

He shouted: "Dear Chinese guests, we know that your motherland is a civilized and powerful country, and it is also the place where gunpowder was born..."

He took out a three-eyed gun that was completely destroyed, "If you can design this weapon for us British, then our generous His Majesty Henry will give you titles, honors, and untold wealth."

Zhu Wenkui laughed loudly and said: "This is China's sharp weapon. You barbarians are uneducated and unworthy of virtue. If you forcefully ask for it, it will definitely be the beginning of chaos in the world!"

"Even if you don't say it, have you forgotten those Irish craftsmen? You are too soft-hearted to not execute them! We can torture them and redeem them!

It's just that their knowledge is too rough, but as long as they have these clues, it will take ten or a hundred years to figure it out! "

The British officer said angrily, "Also, do you think you can escape, you damned heretic? The priests of the Inquisition will definitely wake you up!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the British army rushed forward.

Although she didn't know why the storm on this coast could record images from several months ago, Isabella still covered her mouth.

Could it be that Mr. Zhu Wenkui was imprisoned in the Inquisition, so he couldn't find out the news?

Today's Europe has not even started the religious reformation, and it is the most rampant and darkest era of church power.

If Mr. Zhu Wenkui is controlled by those sanctimonious priests...

Isabella could hardly imagine such a sight.

However, just when she was feeling desperate, suddenly there seemed to be some indescribable giant approaching from the distant sea.

The British soldiers who were besieging Zhu Wenkui dropped their long swords and stared at everything in front of them in a daze.

In the sea mist and rain curtain, one after another of the huge building boats slowly came to a stop.

Groups of brocade-clothed soldiers in flying fish suits jumped off the battleship.

One of them, who looked rather abstract, knelt behind Zhu Wenkui on one knee, and said loudly: "The last general, Xing Chibao, came too late to save him, please punish him by the emperor!"

Another man with big arms and round waist, white face and beardless, like a land fairy, came from the mast like a horse riding a swallow.

He fell to the ground, but fell to the ground like a heavy weight, stirring up a cloud of dust.

He also quickly knelt down on the ground, and when he spoke, his voice was different from ordinary people's shrill voice.

"My servant Li Shaoyuan is late in saving me, please punish me!"

Zhu Wenkui shook his head indifferently, and did not blame the two of them: "Commander Xing, Eunuch Li, you two have been loyal and good for generations, I am very relieved, let's live peacefully..."

"Thank you, Lord!"

The two quickly got up, looked at the group of Yingyi fiercely and said, "Your Majesty, how should these barbarians be dealt with?"

Zhu Wenkui turned around, and he had already walked to the side of the treasure ship, and said lightly: "Take Yi as a special."

……

The shouting gradually ceased.

Standing on the tall treasure ship, Zhu Wenkui stared at the land and said seriously, "I will be back!"

Chapter 845

Three days have passed since the movie was played.

During these three days, the villages around Gilfinola played "The Last Knight" one after another.

The action of sending culture to the countryside is going well, and it will continue for a long time.

For Zhu Fugui, the cultural value that this population of Ireland can provide is negligible, and even the Scots, Welsh, and the Celtic aborigines in the entire British Isles can provide him with insufficient cultural value. .

But it is very important for Ming to make it clear that Britain is not Anglo-Saxon Britain.

As the saying goes, the original must be clear.

Daming wants to announce to the world that not only the Anza people on the mainland of Yinzhou are invaders who occupy the magpie's nest and avenge their kindness, not only the Anza people in wild lands like Australia and New Zealand are exiled criminals and prisoners, not only The Anzas of India and East Asia were predatory, ungrateful pirates...

The Ming Dynasty did not aim at the overflowing Anza people, but determined that the entire British Isles, the so-called "Ansa people in the ancestral land of Anza", were themselves invaders, criminals, and pirates.

If there is anyone in this world who is born sinful, then it is probably these gentlemen who destroy civilization, steal the fruits, and then call themselves civilized justice.

Obviously, for the Irish, the hatred of the country and the family that they have heard since childhood, and the pain of being in the great famine, are infinitely magnified in the face of the power of sound films that transcends the times.

Young people who are accustomed to audio-visual videos, information floods, and fragmented knowledge can hardly imagine the shock of an Irish farmer who has never even seen an electric light when he sees such a vivid and colorful historical picture.

This kind of crushing dimensionality reduction indoctrination is enough to subvert their original cognition of history and belief.

Even the opportunists who pretend to violate the faith of God while holding on to eating potatoes are inspired by the power of this culture and have thoughts of blasphemy.

Of course, there were also a few unrepentant fanatics who pointed at the movie screen and yelled heresy, and even wanted to burn the projection equipment, but were eventually subdued or even shot to death.

Fortunately, there are not many such people.

Mainly thanks to the British and the Church.

They have used starvation and death to help Da Ming screen out these unstable molecules.

If you don't praise His Majesty Zhu Fugui's benevolent name and denounce the cannibalism of Christianity, you won't be able to share Chunfa potatoes.

In the village of Gilfinola, key members selected from various channels are gathering in the prayer room of the church.

They were told before entering that there would be an important task for them.

No one knows when, where, or what to do.

But these key members of the Yellow Turban Army whose wives and children died because of the tyranny of the British royal family have made up their minds to break the net with the British mermaid.

They've also heard that a big shot came from Daming, and it's likely to be related to this mission.

Soon, with the sound of dull footsteps, Donnie Daqushuai and an elegant oriental man appeared in front of the prayer platform.

Originally, I thought it would be the Jinyiwei officer, but unexpectedly, it was the famous scholar who wrote such great works as "Sea Evil" and "The Ugly Europa".

The cultural level of the backbones is obviously higher than that of the trash fish, and many of them have read these thought-provoking works.

Downey Daqushuai still wore that exotic dress.

He didn't waste any time, and waved someone to bring the wine jar and porcelain bowl.

"This is the rice wine from Professor Gu's hometown, everyone have a taste."

Downey patted the wine jar away, "This bowl of virgin's wine will remind everyone not to forget the countless atrocities the British have committed against us in Ireland!"

Seeing that Downey personally filled the wine for all the backbones, and the wine was still warm and steaming, Gu Hongming clapped his hands with satisfaction.

Two big and round guards brought a shiny green thing, like a set of leather goods.

Gu Hongming shouted: "Guan Gong please!"

The guards hurriedly huffed and blew towards the two ports.

After a while, an inflatable doll of Guan Gong in a green robe stood upright.

The place where the naked man with the cross had been placed had already been vacated. Following Gu Hongming's example, Downey respectfully invited the statue of Guan Gong into its place.

This is not the first time for everyone to pay homage to Guan Gong. After watching the movie, everyone suddenly found that this majestic green-robed knight is really suitable as the patron saint of Ireland.

"Mr. Gu Hongming said that I am a master, but I don't agree!"

Donnie held up three incense sticks, knelt down in front of Guan Gong's statue and worshiped three times devoutly, and then said, "I am fighting against the heavens, although there are countless casualties, but if Ireland has no roots, there will be dozens or hundreds of people in Ireland." The dead bones are exposed in the wilderness."

"I think that if you come out to hang out, whether you live or die is decided by the boss."

"We Celts used to hang out with Rome, but we were slaughtered by pirates without a whole body."

"Nowadays, there is no Zhenluo in the world, and as the successor of the Han Empire, Ming Dynasty has more complete laws and regulations than Rome, a wider inland sea than Rome, more personal religious beliefs than Rome, and of course, a more benevolent country than Rome." Tribute system!"

"Da Ming is the successor of Shinra, no, it is the existence beyond Shinra!"

"Today, are you willing to swear before the God of Protection of Ireland to fight for the return of His Majesty Zhu Wenkui's heir and Da Mingmingwei to England, even if you sacrifice your life, you will never regret it?"

As he spoke, Downey raised his daughter Hong at the table.

Without exception, more than 100 of the most devout Irish Yellow Turbans in the prayer room drank the rice wine and shouted: "God is dead!"

"very good!"

Downey suddenly took off his favorite dress, turned around, and showed his back.

I saw a painting tattooed on his back.

It is "Guan Gong Warming Wine and Cutting Ye Tu".

"We all worship Guan Gong, we must open the eyes of those Anglo-Saxons who are full of civilization and nobility!"

As he said that, the tattoo artist who had already prepared took tools and disinfectant alcohol and began to tattoo everyone's back.

This is of course intentional.

Because Christianity does not allow idol worship, let alone stabbing idols on the back.

Such behavior, at least in this day and age, is a serious departure from religious morality.

The tattoo on Guan Gong's back will break the dust in this life.

Of course, no one thought about taboos such as not being able to tattoo Guan Gong on the back and not being able to carry the back.

After all, Guan Gong, the sword-slashing false god on Downey's back, rides a motorcycle.

"The Last Knight" should also keep pace with the times.

After drinking and swearing, everyone followed Donnie's example and smashed the wine bowls on the spot.

Then, Gu Hongming took out a bright yellow imperial decree from his pocket and began to arrange the task this time.

……

Chapter 846

Under the action of the warm current, the North Atlantic has rich fishery resources.

And these fish fed the huge whales.

Among them, humpback whales with huge heads and rich in whale oil are the most common.

However, with the rise of the European whaling industry, deep-sea behemoths were turned into industrial raw materials and rations for the poor under the harpoons of Europeans.

Humpback whales that once roamed the North Atlantic have become rare phantoms of the sea.

Fortunately, the sudden rise of Ming Dynasty saved this endangered animal.

The so-called "civilization" and "conscience" of Europeans have never saved whales. What really saves whales is oil!

Ming took over the role of the United States and accelerated the development of the second industrial revolution, the internal combustion engine revolution.

In this wave, the oil industry is booming, and oil has gradually replaced coal to become the world's largest energy source.

The by-products of petroleum refining are gradually phased out of whale oil due to cost factors, which saves these lovely marine creatures.

Daming also relied on ocean-going whaling for a period of time. The population of sea lions on Kodiak Island decreased by 40% in the ten years after the arrival of the Daming Arctic research ship.