"What do you say about surrender?"

Fang Xing found a translation just for this, but he forgot the embarrassment of the Ming people learning foreign dialect on the spot.

“******”

“******”

So out of tune, foreign words of persuading surrender came everywhere.

Dok saw an old Ming army warship approaching a Thai warship. Several Ming troops were persuading surrender, but the Thais did not understand, so a misunderstanding arises, and the two sides began to fight fiercely in an instant.

But more Thais, regardless of whether they understood or not, were forced to put down their sails without any instruction in the face of the Ming army.

Fang Xing was on the boat and followed the chasing fleet all the way, and met Lin Zheng's fleet ahead.

Lin Zheng knelt on the deck with his men to apologize. Although the voice was loud, he couldn't hear it clearly.

Fang Xing roughly guessed what he meant and said, "Tell him to leave the end."

The pursuit of the fleet was drumming sails. Lin Zheng stood up and looked at it, and said in a fascination: "My uncle is really amazing. He actually rushed over at full speed overnight, otherwise our army..."

Liu Pu struggled, and a large piece of blood scab on his body fell.

He said thoughtfully: "Is this the national war?"

Lin Zheng said: "The little marquis followed Emperor Wen to fight the Halie people, which was also a national war!"

Liu Pu nodded, "It was a land battle, and it was a tragic battle. In the end, Emperor Wen personally rushed to the battlefield and defeated the enemy's will."

He looked at the messy battlefield and said, "But it's about the same at sea, if you don't win, you will die."

This small fleet suffered a lot of losses, so even if Lin Zheng wanted to kill the enemy and take revenge, he could only endure it.

"Go and collect those enemy ships!"

...

The three messengers swayed in the sea breeze, as if they had lost their weight.

Chen Mo stood by, his mouth couldn't close for a long time.

There are hundreds of ships, but now there are only more than thirty ships in front of you.

The treasure ship could no longer keep up with the warships that were pursuing with all their might, and could only follow behind to clean the battlefield.

Although there are no huge treasure ships behind you, those warships are even more scary.

"We lost! We lost!"

The Frank general kept saying despairing words, but Smith had no time to care about him.

He was watching the pursuers and calculating the speed of both sides.

"Our ship is the fastest. After they dealt with the fallen warship, we would have run away long ago. And it's not long before dark, so they will definitely not dare to chase after it."

Smith calmly analyzed all this, then looked at the warship on the side and sneered: "He runs the fastest!"

On the side was the ship of the Lisbon general. He first discovered that the main force of the Ming army came to aid, and then retreated. He was the first to escape.

"Boom boom boom!"

A roar came from the front. A warship was not hit, but it still began to slow down. Then it gradually stopped. With good eyesight, you could see that the Thai soldiers were kneeling on the deck.

The ship was then controlled, and Smith sighed and turned around and shouted, "We need to get rid of them even faster, at least before night comes."

...

A Thai officer was taken on a treasure ship. He knelt in front of Fang Xing on one knee, asking for his life.

Fang Xing waved to three messengers and said, "What do you think of this war?"

Doc said numbly: "You have won, that's all. Do you want me to praise the Ming Dynasty? I'm sorry, I can't do it."

Fang Xing looked at Abel without comment.

"No doubt, this is a great victory. If I can return home, then the guys who make the decision to go to sea will be in trouble. No, they are treacherous ministers and should be hanged!"

Abel's weakness did not make Fang Xing happy, and he finally looked at Henry.

Henry said sincerely: "Yes, this is a stupid decision. I am talking about the decision to go to sea here. Those ambitious guys always think about asking for more things, but they don't know that the world needs to respect the opinions of the Ming Dynasty. You, there is no doubt that the Ming Dynasty is amazing."

He bowed first, and then Abel and Dock followed.

“Everyone is very smart.”

Fang Xing smiled and said, "The Ming Dynasty is not greedy for this world, so they can come to the edge of the Ming Dynasty without any obstacles."

This is setting the tone for this battle. Even Hong Bao and others were listening carefully, and Wang He was even more accustomed to making small notebooks and charcoal pens to start recording.

"They took the initiative to attack, the Ming Navy... Lin Zhengwei, dared to fight, defeated the superior enemy, and then pursued..."

Fu Xian sighed in his heart, knowing that Lin Zheng's credit for holding the enemy would probably not be recorded in the details of the war.

Hong Bao was amazed at Fang Xing's familiarity with negotiations between countries and his high-sounding reputation.

Fang Xing continued: "The Thai-Western Allied Forces betrayed their faith and encircled Lin Zheng's fleet. Fortunately, Benbo led his army to patrol this..."

After he looked at the envoys of the Three Kingdoms, and after the translators translated, the expressions of the three envoys did not change. Fang Xing continued to say: "Our army is weak, but the soldiers have long admired the emperor's kindness, and have the desire to defend the Ming Dynasty's seas, and fought bloody battles to defeat the coalition forces. My father Fang Xing led his troops to pursue..."

This is a document of victory...

Hong Bao and others didn't know why Fang Xing told the Thai people about the prepared gift of victory, but they saw that the three of them were all pale and gradually realized it in their hearts.

This is telling the Thais that the Ming Dynasty was determined to protect the Ming Dynasty’s seafront from top to bottom!

Then we are warning them that this time the Ming Dynasty can defeat the strong with weak, so wait until next time...

"......However, God has the virtue of living a life. I keep in mind the thought of Your Majesty in comforting the world, and release the envoys in accordance with the will, only hope that they will be peaceful..."

The Thai officer who was brought up was already stunned.

Just a great war! Is it time to be peaceful?

Moreover, he thought that these three unlucky guys would probably be imprisoned in the Ming Dynasty for the rest of their lives.

He actually let them go?

And he actually noticed the release rather than the delivery.

Escape from death!

The huge joy made him weak and he collapsed on the deck.

This act of taking the initiative to add a show to himself made Fang Xing frown and look at him, and then said, "Bei has something to tell me before you go back."

All three messengers were ecstatic, and even Henry could not hide it.

Fang Xing said lightly: "When you go back, tell your king or someone, tell them, no, ask them whether they want peace... or war!"

Fang Xing held the handle of the knife with one hand and turned sideways to the envoy of the Three Kingdoms.

The setting sun shone on his armor, shining brightly.

This is the world of Ming Dynasty!

His eyes were contemptuous, no, they were slight.

Henry was the first to speak, very sincere: "Lisbon doesn't want to fight. Your Excellency, I saw the Ming Dynasty's broadness. I know that such a Ming Dynasty can only be a good friend. Please believe me. Lisbon does not want to, and will not be an opponent of the Ming Dynasty."

Dokqiang smiled and said, "Yes, Gorefoil should be friends with Daming."

Abel's statement was even more exaggerated: "We should be allies, and Frank is willing to become the most determined ally of the Ming Dynasty in Thailand and a must-see ally!"

“This is very good!”

Fang Xing nodded slightly to express his appreciation, and then his face was slightly cold, "The Ming Dynasty needs friends, but he never fears the enemy. No matter how powerful the enemy is, the Ming Navy has the ability to send the enemy to the bottom of the sea, make their coastline become ruins, and stay away from the sea from now on..."

This is a threat!

If it is a threat from others, they will most likely treat it as fart.

But Fang Xing had an influence on the royal family, and the three of them who knew some information about this were in awe.

Fang Xing finally said, "Go back, I hope we are not enemies when we meet again next time!"

All three bowed to express their gratitude and expressed their thoughts of peace again.

Fang Xing's eyes were cold and he did not give his friends a gentle look.

Several people were about to sit down the hanging basket. The Thai officer was the first to go up. Before the hanging basket was put down, he asked boldly: "Grandpa, who are you?"

This is an irrespectful question, and Fang Xing is not going to answer him.

Wang He put away the paper and pen, laughed horrified: "This is Da Mingxing and Bo!"

Several general translation habitually translated the past.

The officer said in horror: "It's that demon god..."

Fang Xing frowned and waved his hand. He was unwilling to treat these people perfunctorily for a moment.

The officer was placed on the warship below in a daze. He came down to ask him, but he didn't say good news that everyone could go home, but just murmured: "It's that demon god, we can actually escape from death..."
Chapter completed!