When the huge "big mushrooms" began to turn from the dense forest in front of them, the trees seemed to be pulled up one by one by one by an invisible big hand.

No, tangible!

That big hand is the handle of the umbrella!

No sound!

Those big trees did not make any sound when they were uprooted!

Zhu Gaoxu raised his head, looked at the huge umbrella cover above his head, suddenly jumped up, pointed to the top and cursed: "Press it down, try to squeeze me to death, come on, press it down without shrinking your eggs!"

The strong wind blew, and most people were already unable to stand firmly, squatting on the ground, and even lying on the ground.

Zhu Gaoxu was still standing, biting a bite of lamb legs from time to time, drinking a sip of wine, and then shouting and scolding.

It was like when two armies were facing each other, and the generals were challenging each other and scolding!

The thick cloud seemed to be pressing on the head of a man. Chang Jianxun couldn't help but bent over to walk to Zhu Gaoxu and shouted desperately: "Your Highness, get on the boat! We must leave here immediately!"

The sailors had already boarded the boat, but they didn't dare to raise the anchor and lift the sail. Most of them knelt on the deck and prayed.

If we talk about the most superstitious profession in the world, no one can compare to sailors.

From a long time ago, going to sea was a very high mortality rate, so many taboos gradually formed.

And this big mushroom made of clouds is undoubtedly what these sailors fear the most.

It would be better to encounter storms at sea, at least half of the chance of survival.

But this is land, and the big trees have been uprooted. What are people?

"Come back on the boat!"

Some of the people on the boat were praying, and some were shouting at the people on the shore, their voices were horrifying.

But who is Zhu Gaoxu?

This person who twisted and only Zhu Di could control him in this world, but Emperor Wen had already been asleep. At this moment, Zhu Gaoxu was like a bird being released, venting his personality unrestrainedly.

"Your Highness!"

A strong wind blew, slapped Chang Jianxun to the ground. He crawled desperately towards Zhu Gaoxu, whose body was shaking.

Zhu Gaochi had lamb legs in one hand and wine bag in the other. He stretched out his hands to maintain balance and suddenly burst into laughter.

"What kind of bird wind can't even blow it down! Hahaha!" As he said that, he threw the half-chewed lamb leg at the big mushroom.

The lamb leg was blown back in the air by the strong wind. Zhu Gaoxu slapped it away, and then he raised his head and took a sip of wine, which was so heroic.

The people lying on the ground looked at Zhu Gaoxu with the look of looking at the madman, and their hearts were sad.

Even if everyone escaped, if Zhu Gaoxu was swept away by the strong wind, no one would escape the blame after returning to China.

"Turn! Turn!"

Just as everyone was waiting to die, the huge mushroom cloud slowly moved from the front left, and then gradually brushed the coastline and turned right.

Zhu Gaoxu's voice was hoarse. After escaping from death, he drank the wine in his wine bag and cursed: "Fang Xing, you, you are a miserable..."

...

Of course, Fang Xing could not hear Zhu Gaoxu's scolding. He was slowly driving in the dense sea area of ​​the island with his fleet.

"The pilot ship has sent a message and the reefs have been marked, so it will be much more convenient to come again next time."

Fu Xian was also a little worried when facing the unfamiliar seas, but fortunately, the sailors left by Zheng He led the way.

"It's not easy for Eunuch Zheng!"

"Of course, he will definitely boast about the eternal!"

Fang Xing used a telescope to observe the surrounding islands and said casually: "Zheng He wanted to explore further this time, but I was not optimistic."

“Why?”

Fu Xian felt that Fang Xing looked down on Zheng He a little: "Brother, if you are voyage, no one in the Ming Dynasty could be the right of Eunuch Zheng."

“There are too many people.”

Fang Xing put down his telescope and said, "If there are few people, you can still sail along the coast, and there are many opportunities to replenish fresh water, and you can also gain some rewards for meat. There are tens of thousands of people. Where do you think can provide supplies?"

Fu Xian nodded. The biggest suffering of voyage was supplies. Zheng He's fleet ate and chewed horses, and the supplies he brought couldn't last long.

"How about those people?" Fang Xing asked.

Wang He on the left turned around and looked at it, saying, "I was so anxious that I couldn't come out before I could come out, and I don't know what to do."

Fang Xing stroked the telescope and said, "They want to find out the situation in this sea area."

Wang He wondered: "What can they do if they find out when they are far away?"

Fang Xing said lightly: "It's just greed in his bones. He wants to snatch good things when he sees them."

Wang He sneered: "Then they are seeking death by themselves."

Wang He was disdainful to these words, but Fang Xing and Fu Xian nodded naturally.

Fu Xian touched the handle of the knife and said confidently: "As long as they dare to come, they will jamm the strait and then fight to the decisive battle! The glorious Ming Dynasty should stand in the world!"

"No!"

Fang Xing took a deep breath and said, "It should be forever!"

...

"Where is the outside? Why is the speed of the ship going fast and slow?"

Bastian asked anxiously.

Ming Jun's own residence was crowded, so the delegation naturally had no preferential treatment.

As there are too many people, the smell in the cabin can make people who have just come in disgusted. However, people in the group are used to this smell, but they feel very ordinary.

The cabin is open, but there are people guarding them outside and they are not allowed to come out.

"Bastian..."

A man was sitting in the corner, and he had been closing his eyes since he got on board. At this moment, he opened his eyes and said confidently: "After the fleet set off from there, he should have gone to the southeast."

Bastian thought for a while, then stroked the wooden board in front of him with his fingers. After a long time, he looked up and said, "This sea area is very large and very large. The strait between us and the gorge can only be regarded as a bathtub."

"Ship Channel Bastian."

A member of the delegation said melancholy: "This place is too far away from the local area, and we cannot conquer the countries along the way."

Bastian nodded and said, "Yes, how many years have we fought? But we still can't beat the charming meat. It's impossible, it's impossible by land. So we can only look at the sea."

"Bastian, think about the soldiers we see, they are all cold and must be good soldiers. I just don't know how many troops the Ming people have. If we can't figure out this, we can't be enemies with them."

"Yes! It is said that gold is everywhere, and the people are wearing silk, crazy silk, and porcelain that Frank nobles cannot use. The soldiers guarding the city live a decent life than us..."

The cabin was quiet and everyone looked longing.

"That's a place that makes people yearn for!"

Bastian was also looking forward to it, but he immediately woke up and said coldly: "Don't forget their fleet. Think about this big ship like a hill. We don't have it, nor do the country people on the other side. If we can find a route, what we have to worry about is whether the Ming people will... appear on our coastline."

Everyone was poured with cold water on their heads. Someone touched the floor and said worriedly: "Yes, now we are going to see the Ming Dynasty, see if their land is wide, and see if their population is enough... I think there should be millions of people."

"Millions?"

Bastian shook his head and said, "I guess it's more than tens of millions."

If Fang Xing heard this data, he would probably laugh and suck.

But the speculation of tens of millions still made these people take a breath.

"Think about how they can summon millions of troops to fight, such a country is desperate!"

None of these people could imagine what might the army that could cover the earth would be.

"They can even fill the sea with Bastian!"

"yes."

"Their sea boats are big, our ships will be crushed. Thinking about that scene, Bastian, I feel chill all over."

The atmosphere in the cabin was depressed, and Bastian, who knew that Mingren could not understand Frank, dared to speak boldly.

"Don't worry." Bastian boosted morale: "This is a scary Ming Dynasty, so the Gorefoil also truces. We will slowly recover and will definitely build a ship larger than the Ming people."

A follower asked in a low voice: "Bastian, Goreth...they haven't withdrawn yet!"
Chapter completed!