Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 987 Brave New World

   Just when everyone was excited.

  The lookouts with binoculars sent out bad news: "The enemy ship has raised a white flag...white flag..."

  White Flag…

  Like a bolt from the blue, the bronzed faces of those people who were sharpening their knives and dreaming of getting rich through hard work began to turn pale.

   "Son of a bitch!" someone growled.

  …

  The scum of the world, Wang Bushi, enters.

   Xu Jing has been promoted.

  The huge sail was raised, and the logo of the scumbag Wang Bushi was particularly eye-catching.

  At this time, Xu Jing wore a scarlet cloak, which was blown by the sea breeze, and all the generals lined up to stand by.

  Five years ago, Yang Fan went to sea, and the huge fleet, with countless sailors and sailors, arrived in a new continent again. This time, the mission was more difficult and dangerous than before.

It was just an exploration before, but this time, it is necessary to set up countless strongholds along the way. Only in this way can the waterway be truly opened. Every key point of the waterway along the way needs to leave personnel and let them build fortresses , prepare the warehouse, and the personnel left behind must prepare clean water and food to supply the ships along the way at any time.

   This is not just to establish a stronghold for ships to berth, but also to establish a communication channel.

  Of course, the most important thing is after arriving in the New World, where the left-behind personnel have begun to contact the local natives.

  The local natives, if they are friendly, still communicate with them, if they have ulterior motives, they will naturally fight with them.

  Last time, hundreds of thousands of people stayed there, but when the fleet arrived again, people were surprised to find that these people were not living miserably. Apart from many people dying of illness, their lives were actually very happy.

The natives nearby have extremely low combat effectiveness. These left behind personnel once angered a huge tribe and were besieged by thousands of native warriors. The left behind counted ten as ten. When the artillery fired, the natives were immediately defeated and chased all the way. The natives have no horses, not even iron tools, and they haven't invented the wheel yet.

  This has led to the fact that the natives have no experience in large-scale combat at all, because once a large-scale battle occurs, food, grass and supplies will become a problem. There must be chariots and horses to carry a large amount of food to the front line.

   They are more of a group of stragglers. A call can certainly summon a large number of soldiers, but these soldiers have no experience in cooperating at all.

  The people who stayed behind were not considered elite soldiers. With their swords, firecrackers, and several cannons, they managed to win consecutive battles, and their own damage was negligible.

  The natives had no choice but to sue for peace and offered a large amount of gold.

   Wait until a larger fleet arrives.

   After taming some natives, under the leadership of native guides, three 'expeditionary forces' with hundreds of people began to penetrate into the hinterland of the Golden Continent.

  They drew maps, increased their knowledge along the way, found countless fertile lands, and learned about many gold veins based on the exchanges with the natives, and finally...the results they got...are particularly gratifying.

   This piece of land may be larger than that of Daming, not only that, the land is especially fertile...

   The map left by the Sanbao **** is completely correct. This is a piece of fertile soil, enough to support another Ming Empire.

   Xu Jing returned to the voyage this time, and there were more than 3,000 people left behind.

Some people really don't want to return to the voyage because of the bumpy journey, but in that hopeful continent, a town of Ming Dynasty has been built with the help of the left-behind people. There are farmhouses there, and even preliminary In the textile industry, they even started to make wine and reclaimed land, which completely guaranteed that they would never starve to death, and they would be rich almost every year. There, the climate was pleasant, and they even started to try to trade with the natives. It has to be said that there No matter how dull a person is, he has become a good businessman, because...any commodity from Ming Dynasty has become a rare treasure in the eyes of the natives, and they are willing to exchange it with a lot of gold and silver.

  A huge plan has begun to form in Xu Jing's mind.

  At this time, he was eager to return home. After learning that he had encountered the enemy, he seemed a little impatient, and was about to issue a clear order to annihilate them, but the flag soldiers came quickly: "Ambassador, the bandit army... raise the white flag!"

Xu Jing's face softened, and he stood up, his scarlet robe was hunting, he rolled up the cloak behind him, and pressed the sword hilt at his waist: "Send people to board the ship, capture ships and personnel, and count the goods on board And gold and silver, and the rest of the ships, continue to set off."

   "Obey!"

   Above the vast ocean, there must be a ruler.

   This person must be tenacious and must be supported by everyone.

  Xu Jing's words are comparable to imperial edicts!

   "Other ships, don't stay, keep going!"

   woo woo woo...

  The bull horns buzzed, and the nearby ships heard the movement of the main ship, and they also blew their horns one after another. Like a relay, this order was continuously conveyed.

  Franji is already a strong enemy of the Daming Navy. This is almost always the case in the vast ocean, in the Golden Continent, in the Kunlun Continent, and in the Western Ocean.

Especially in the Golden Continent, it is said that...the Franji people have established strongholds in the north and south directions of the Daming stronghold, and they have already started trading. The Golden Continent was much earlier, and their homeland was much closer to the Golden Continent than Daming.

  Especially when they sensed the threat from Da Ming in the Golden Continent, they began to pay attention to the competition for the Golden Continent.

  Golden Continent is too big, so big that even though they both know each other's existence, on this vast land dotted with thousands of stars, even encountering each other has become a difficult thing.

Therefore, according to the news obtained by Xu Jing, the King of Spain became more vigilant about what happened in the Golden Isle, and became more urgent about the colonization of the Golden Isle. The huge fleet began to continuously transport soldiers and people Entering the Golden Isle, not only that, they tried and started to make treaties with the Franco countries. The king, who had always regarded the Golden Isle as the back garden of Spain, seemed to intend to gain an advantage in the Golden Isle with the help of other countries.

More strongholds began to be established, and countless cruel and easy-to-kill people, holding the banner of the cross, began to sweep across the Golden Continent. They seemed extremely cruel to the natives. The massacre of the whole tribe, the whole tribe.

  The arrival of outsiders also caused various diseases to become prevalent in Gold Island.

  At this time, Xu Jing's attitude towards Frangji completely changed.

   This time, he stayed in the Golden Continent for more than three years, just to arrange everything and take precautions.

  He ordered people to find iron ore, and at the same time ordered people to mine, smelt, and build weapons at the same time. A large number of fighting ships were left behind, and even some nearby native tribes were befriended and used as foreign aid.

  And these are not the key. The key point is that he must return to the court to seek greater support.

  His strength lies in…

   Under the bilges of these ships, there are countless wealth.

   "Master... I, Xu Jing... I'm back again!" Xu Jing raised his head, his eyes sank like water in an ancient well. After experiencing too many things, the waves of the world can no longer disturb his heart.

  ...

  Railway tracks began to be laid.

  Smelting rails is the most difficult thing, but laying them is much easier.

  The loaded wagon will deliver the rails to the place.

  The laborers who had already laid the roadbed waited for the rails to come together, then yelled, and moved the rails down. After splicing them together, they took a wrench and fastened them to the sleepers with huge screws to fix them.

  The rails are exactly the width of the wheelbase of the carriage, not wide, and now... there are crowds of people around here.

  In this world, the vast majority are good-for-nothing people. When they heard that Xishan had spread high-quality steel on the ground, many people felt surprised and came to watch.

  Fang Jifan personally asked one of his dear disciples to pretend to be a thief in front of everyone, trying to steal the railroad tracks.

   Then, in the public, a group of people swarmed up, beat him half to death, and then ordered people to take the iron shackles, used the prison cart, and exhibited around.

"Look, take a look, this thing that is not as good as a dog dares to destroy the railway tracks. The Zhenguo Mansion has an order that those who dare to destroy the railway track facilities will be killed without mercy. Our Crown Prince and Captain Fang are both kind people, but I will never tolerate someone who dares to damage the railroad track. One of them will be killed. On this railroad track, Daoist Zhang cast the spell himself. Not to mention stealing, even if he has evil thoughts in his heart, he will die of sores all over his body in the future. Cut off children and grandchildren!"

  Looking at the blood-stained person on the prison van, the people were excited and wished they could get closer and take a closer look, but after taking a look, they hurriedly covered their eyes, appearing terrified.

  The road guard team is about to be established.

More than 200 people were recruited, and the leader was the imperial guards of the Eastern Palace. They were of high standard. These guys in black shirts and with knives across their waists were all riding tall horses. These tens of kilometers of railway lines run back and forth.

   Of course, this is just the beginning.

  Nowadays, people don't have much idea about railroad tracks, so beware of someone who is bold, but gradually, after this matter is gradually accepted by people, there is no need to be so cautious.

  Fang Jifan still believes in the soldiers and civilians, after all...everyone is afraid of death.

  A carriage stopped steadily outside the crowd.

  Wang Bushi, the newly-appointed scholar of the Imperial Academy, has just come off duty. He doesn't care about his elegance, and he quickly squeezed into the crowd.

   Around you, there are whispering discussions everywhere.

"what is this?"

   "It takes a lot of money to lay a mile of railroad tracks. Captain Fang, how extravagant is this? The rich man's wine and meat stinks, and the road is frozen to death."

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  Chapter 1, so strange, have you been a troll lately? Looks like it shouldn't be on TV.

  (end of this chapter)