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Fang Xing used his identity to beat Fang Zheng. The news was not hidden and many people knew about it.
When a group of generals got together to drink in the evening, Fang Zheng drank three glasses of wine from Fang Xing.
"I can't do it anymore, you drink!"
Fang Xing is just greedy for fresh food and has no feelings for wine.
So Fang Zheng found Fu Xian for a duel, and the two were evenly matched.
We arrived here just for repairs, and the next step for the fleet is to prepare to return to China.
After returning to China, the warships at Jinling Shipyard are estimated to be ready, and the navy will usher in a reorganization, a reorganization of warships.
Fang Xing has been waiting for news.
After defeating the coalition forces, he sent a small fleet to Tianfang.
He wants to get the latest news about Meat Fan and Hallie, although it will be difficult.
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The prisoners had to work in exchange for food, so on the second day after arriving here, they were driven out of the temporary camp and began to clear the surrounding woods.
A steady stream of food and drinking water is being carried to the ship, and the pulleys are showing off their skills at this moment.
Fang Xing liked a down-to-earth life, so he followed Fang Zheng to hunt in those woods.
The fleet needs to replenish a lot of food, and meat is one of them.
But this place has just been built, and immigrants have not come yet. The only meat available is bacon or hunting by oneself.
And this time Fang Xing asked the prisoners to do hard work just to help.
There are many troubles associated with cutting down trees, and wildlife is one of them.
"The government said that it costs a lot of money, but there's nothing I can do about it! Those natives are following them to learn the Ming Dynasty dialect, and if they want to learn the Ming Dynasty calligraphy, they have to spend money"
Fang Zheng feels like a nanny, but cannot be recognized by his master.
"Are you all obeying?"
Fang Xing only brought a long knife, but no bows and arrows. The group of people rode horses to the outskirts of the jungle. No more cutting was going on here, so it looked very deserted.
After dismounting, Fang Zheng followed Fang Xing and introduced the situation.
"There are rebels, but life is getting better here now, and not many people are willing to follow them."
Fang Zheng¡¯s expression gradually turned cold, and it was obvious that those rebellions left him with some unpleasant memories.
"Is it troublesome?"
Fang Xing had dealt with this in Jiaozhi back then, so he felt that the rebellion here was just trivial and not worthy of attention.
"They like to assassinate and give people headaches."
Well¡¡
This is really a headache and it¡¯s hard to prevent it!
"Their assassinations resulted in hundreds of casualties among our people. Even if I led people to hunt him down, my dead brothers would never come back."
Sacrifice in peacetime makes people uneasy and sad, but Fang Xing knows that this is just a common thing.
In the future, the boss will often fight all over the world, and won't he suffer heavy casualties after being defeated?
Two miles away on the left, the prisoners are cutting down the forest. Once that side is cleared, many warehouses and barracks can be built on the shore.
Just as the sergeant in front entered the forest, there was a noise on the left, the sound was so loud that even this side could hear it.
Fang Xing looked sideways and saw the prisoners running out. Judging from their momentum, it seemed as if some prehistoric monster was chasing them in the jungle.
"What's going on? Go and ask."
Later, news came that a prisoner was swept away by a giant python.
The Ming army has already entered. Whether it's crossbows or firearms, the giant python can't get away with it.
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This jungle is very primitive. There are not many natives here, and being close to the sea makes it easier to find food, so the natives are not willing to come in.
There was absolutely no room for Fang Xing to show off along the way. Whether it was Fang Zheng's soldiers or Xin Laoqi and the others, these people almost made no mistakes.
Fang Zheng lifted up a leopard with force and said with a smile: "This arrow is good, does Dehua want the skin?"
"Okay! The salt will be prepared by then. If someone returns to Beijing, let them take it back."
Fang Xing doesn¡¯t like the skins of these animals very much, but Zhang Shuhui and Xiaobai are crazy fur people. They have a lot of furs stored at home. When they think of it, they have people make clothes, and then wear them to show off at banquets.
If you look at it from Fang Xing¡¯s perspective earlier, this is naturally not environmentally friendly and cruel.
But among the animals in this eraThere are so many undiscovered wild areas. If you think about protecting animals, you are really going to hell.
For example, in the Central Plains, our ancestors carved out this territory step by step many years ago, effectively seizing the territory of animals.
Fang Xing watched as the sergeants accompanying him loaded up the prey, thinking that if he waited a few hundred years, these would be rare treasures!
This group of people was responsible for causing destruction. The quiet jungle became even quieter. The animals fled without a trace, and even the birds did not dare to sing.
Fang Xing still had a slight feeling of floating. Going from sea to land required a process of adaptation. He didn't want to adapt, because in a few days the fleet would be repaired and he would go back.
Then he was violently pulled behind.
Fang Xing, who was about to get angry, saw Xin Laoqi in front of him, and the sound of a knife came from behind.
The voice is sharp.
"They have blowpipes and shields!"
In an instant, Fang Zheng¡¯s subordinates dropped their prey and raised their shields to block the attack, but it was still a step too late.
Fang Xing heard a sound similar to that of a fire blower being blown out rapidly, and then a sergeant in front touched his throat.
After the shield blocked all directions, the sergeant slowly fell down.
"Give me the medicine! Give me the medicine now!"
Someone knelt on the ground to check the sergeant who was hit by the blowgun, and then said desperately: "It's that kind of poison!"
The jungle here is dense, and the natives like to use certain animals and plants to prepare poison and smear it on their weapons in time of war.
The lethality of the blowgun is reflected in the poison. Hearing the jingling sound all around, Fang Xing became furious and shouted: "Grenade!"
His servants all carried grenades, and upon hearing this, they all lit fires, and then several grenades flew into the jungle ahead.
This is a delicate job. If the technique is not good and the grenade bounces off the tree trunk, it will be your own fault.
So Fang Xing shrank his neck, and then there were several loud noises in the jungle and smoke rose.
Fang Zheng pulled out his long sword and said, "Kill the enemy!"
The sergeants rushed in with their shields on their backs, and immediately the sound of weapons blocking and screams came from inside.
Xin Laoqi and the others were still protecting Fang Xing. Fang Zheng slowly looked around, his eyes wide.
And the sergeant on the ground was no longer alive, and his breathing was as rapid as a bellows.
This is conquest!
Fang Xing looked at all this blankly, his eyebrows gradually wrinkled.
"Is it always like this?"
Fang Xing suddenly asked.
Fang Zheng stared ahead and said: "Yes, those defeated rebels still refuse to give up, but no people are willing to follow them, and their number is getting smaller and smaller It often happened in the past, but now it is really rare. .¡±
At this time, the battle inside was over. The sergeants dragged out the assassin's body, along with a prisoner and a Ming army
"Kneel down!"
The eyes of the Ming army escorting the prisoners were red, and they were slashing at the prisoners' thighs with the back of their swords.
The prisoner knelt down in pain, but did not scream. He just looked at Fang Zheng.
This is the target that has been identified!
"******"
The prisoner raised his head and roared. Fang Zheng had been here for many years and had countless interpreters under his command. Someone immediately translated: "He said that countless people will come to assassinate him in the future. He can hide once, but not ten times."
The prisoners screamed horribly and kept saying that they were not afraid of death and that Fang Zheng would die in their hands sooner or later.
This is an enemy, an enemy without any room for maneuver.
Fang Zheng did not hesitate at all, waved his hand and shouted coldly: "Behead! Pass the news everywhere." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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