Although Zhu Xu's expression was calm, his heart was like boiling water.

This was a very special period. Europe was slowly getting rid of the Holy Roman Empire and embarking on the road of colonial expansion. This path accumulated incredible wealth for them, promoted the development of their capitalism, and greatly promoted the arrival and outbreak of the industrial revolution.

However, now they are still struggling. The Holy Roman Empire is still dead and not dead. Spain is dominating Europe, Britain hides its strength and keeps its low profile, the Netherlands is struggling to be independent, the European continent is in constant war, the Ottoman eyeing it, everything is still in chaos.

Their strength is still very weak, which is much worse than the ones in decades. The Ming Dynasty has relatively good advantages.

There is no big threat around, which is enough to beat all countries, and the same is true at sea!

The Ming Dynasty has vast land and wealth, and business accumulation is also possible. As long as you obtain a peaceful environment, business development will definitely be far beyond that of Europeans!

Now is the best time and the best opportunity! It is a gap that allows the Ming Dynasty to develop maritime trade with peace of mind, accumulate wealth, and at the same time transfusion of blood in the country to overcome the crisis!

Zhu Xu wrote word by word, and he could not wait in his heart.

His writing was very rough and he didn't care about many details. He could only build a large framework and slowly fill it up and improve it in the future.

I don’t know how long it took, Cao Huachun quietly stepped in and said, “Master, it’s almost time to change his clothes.”

Zhu Xu woke up from his concentration expression, opened his eyes hard, took a deep breath, and felt that his head was heavy, chaotic, and his eyes were pitch black.

After a while, Zhu Xu rubbed his face and said in a calm voice: "Well, I will wash up and let King Ping and King Tang greet him first."

"Yes." Cao Huachun said.

When Zhu Xu was washing and changing clothes, it was already very lively outside.

On the cement high platforms in the southeast, there were already people standing.

The Badali of Korchin, Nikru of Chahar, the envoy of Japan, the Satsuma vassal Huashan, the envoy of Shangfeng, Shanglian, Annan, Nanzhang, Myanmar, Siam and other countries, were curiously looking left and right on the high platforms.

There were also Dutch prisoners, Batavian Governor Putmans, and some Spanish prisoners, standing in another place, being held in custody, and looking around curiously.

They all knew that the Ming Dynasty wanted to perform martial arts, but they didn't know what this martial arts performance looked like, and what the Ming Dynasty wanted to show them.

Another largest, remote high platform is filled with influential celebrities such as wealthy merchants, gentry, and invading officials.

The others were officials from all over the Ming Dynasty, including officials from Fujian, Guangdong, Guangxi and other places, including civil and military officials, and Dorgon and others were also listed.

Although it is impossible to say that tens of thousands of nations come to the court, it has almost gathered the vassals near the Ming Dynasty, which is an unprecedented event!

Zhu Xu was wearing a dragon robe, surrounded by King Ping and King Tang, and strode out of the door, and then went to the highest and largest high platform in the middle.

"I will meet the emperor..."

"See Your Majesty the Emperor of Ming..."

People on the high platforms were saluting, and the sounds were uneven, and they could even tell from the sound how much true and false there were.

Zhu Xu didn't care, and stood on the highest point with his hands behind his back, with him alone, enough to look down at everything around him.

He waved his right hand and shouted loudly, "Don't give me a gift, start!"

As soon as he finished speaking, heavy drum sounded everywhere, and the horns sounded long, and a solemn and murderous aura suddenly stirred up and filled the high platform.

Xiong Wencan was waving the flag and shouting in a deep voice: "The great martial arts performance begins, the first class, charge!"

As soon as he finished speaking, on the west side of the platform, the right hands of everyone first heard a dull sound of horse hooves, and then the earth was shaking like a mountain.

Everyone nervously picked up the telescope in their hands and looked at it from afar.

I saw dust rising and a group of cavalry rushed out quickly. Each of them was covered in heavy armor, covering the iron sheet from people to horses, looking cold and hard.

They were gradually accelerating and rushed forward like sharp swords.

Such an iron-armored army may feel the devastating momentum from a close distance, but it is no big deal to look at it from a distance.

Annan, Myanmar and other envoys shook their heads secretly. Such iron-armored soldiers could only be vulnerable to their elephant army.

"How could the Ming Dynasty have used such soldiers to perform martial arts?"

"Yes, it turns out that the court has fallen, but now it seems that it is."

"Forget it, let's just watch the show, let's cooperate..."

"That's right, I just don't know what they can give us..."

The high platforms are far apart, and with the sound of horse hooves, they have no worries and start talking directly to each other.

Putmans on the other side shook his head secretly. Now it is the era of cannon fire guns, and this flashy heavy armored cavalry has no effect at all.

At this moment, Zhao Rujiao, the leader, raised his hand suddenly and shouted: "Break the attack!"

When he finished speaking, the iron armored army suddenly accelerated, smoke and dust rolled, the earth was shaking, and the dull sound of horse hooves seemed to tear the earth apart, and advanced like an iron stream.

They rushed forward at a rapid speed, with an indomitable momentum, as if they could break through all obstacles!

Not far ahead of them, there were "enemy" composed of stone men, wooden men and scarecrows. They were all over the mountains and boundless. These obstacles alone were enough to make the Iron Armored Army fall into the trap, and it is difficult to travel, and it becomes a living target.

"Haha, what was this for the Ming Dynasty? Do you want to perform the iron armored army shuttle stone pestle?"

"At such a big place, the Iron Armored Army may not be able to finish it. I guess I will have to take off my armor and rest for a while..."

"Then why do you need an Iron Armored Army? Didn't there be ordinary cavalry in the Ming Dynasty? Aren't cavalry better? Haha..."

Annan, the Burmese messenger couldn't help laughing, as if he could already see the iron armored army trapped inside, taking off their armor and leaving on foot.

A major beside Putmans shook his head and smiled, "Your Excellency, what is this Ming Dynasty doing? Are we showing weakness? Is this trapped?"

Putmans pressed his hands on the edge of the platform, looking at the smoke and dust rolling, expressionless, but his eyes were disdainful.

They seemed to be a little unfair to defeat them.

"shooting!"

At this moment, Zhao Shujiao pulled the bow and arrow, and the soldiers behind him were the same, with uniform movements.

Swallow

Arrow artillery shot out, like rain. From a distance, it looked like a giant arrow, drew an arc and landed two hundred meters ahead.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang

The arrow landed, and a violent explosion suddenly sounded. The stone statues, wooden stakes, and grass man could see the naked eye were blown into pieces and flew out. The smoke and dust rolled around like ripples.

The Iron Armored Army was still rushing, and Zhao Rujiao continued to shoot forward.

Arrows were like rain, and cannons were like thunder. Those seemingly huge and boundless "enemy" were blown out of a way.

The Iron Armored Army was as powerful as a rainbow, constantly attacking forward, rushing over the huge and dense "enemy".

The people on the platform were stunned and never expected that the Iron Armored Army would have such an attack method!

Before they could react, five thousand infantrymen quickly followed behind the Iron Armored Army, and the arrows in the front were shooting out one by one, hundreds of arrows. This time, they were not concentrated, but scattered, and they fought head-on with the "enemy" in front!

Rows of "enemy" were scattered, falling to the ground, blown away, dust rolled, explosions were like thunder, resounding through the sky, surging around, deafening.

Annan, the people in Myanmar who were just laughing proudly, are now so serious that they can't speak.

If you really encounter this, let alone the Xiang army, even the Iron Army will be torn apart. In the face of such a powerful attack, you will definitely be defeated and defeated!

Putmans frowned and kept blinking. This attack was fatal and very dangerous to their musketeers!

Maybe the cannons could deal with it, but there were also cannons in the Ming Dynasty, which had a longer range and greater power, enough to suppress and destroy their cannon formations!

Some people behind him no longer talked about it. It was very troublesome to change their musket soldiers. With the means of this iron armored army, they were enough to rush in front of them and strangle them without any scruples.

"Second Section, Naval Battle!"

Xiong Wencan beat the drum and shouted loudly.

On the sea not far from the high platform, there were some small boats floating, densely packed, covering half of the port. Some pigs, dogs, chickens and ducks on it suddenly opened the door and rushed towards the shore.

Everyone on the platform looked at each other. What's going on?

A warship suddenly appeared from three directions on the distant sea surface and was sailing in this direction.

These warships are generally not big, mostly more than 30 meters tall, with black cannons set up on them, which are surrounded by quiet, neat, silently and silently.

Within a range of less than a thousand feet, a cannon suddenly sounded.

Then, there is a second sound, and then it is hard to tell!

Bang bang bang

Hundreds of cannons fired together, and the dense shells even blocked the sunlight and hit the boats that were still running down pigs, dogs, chickens and ducks.

Boom boom boom boom

A violent explosion sounded, thick smoke rolled, sea water churned, and those screams stimulated everyone's eyes and ears.

The sound of cannons was dense, as if it never stopped, covering the whole place with thick smoke and cannons.

On the high platform, whether it was the two Mongolian tribes, the two Korean kings, the Satsuma tribes, or the Ryukyu, they were all full of shock and clutched the railings with both hands.

Putmans frowned tightly, and an unprecedented warning appeared in his eyes.

He was defeated by Zheng Zhilong's twenty warships, and there are at least three hundred on the sea surface now!

What does three hundred ships mean? There are not so many warships in the Netherlands and Spain today!

Perhaps, this is not the whole of the Ming Dynasty!

Putmans' chest was undulating and his heart seemed to explode. He regretted making the decision to invade Taiwan at this time!
To be continued...