The power of nature is infinite. Take the Fujian Navy as an example. Even though Yang Feng was riding on one of the largest tonnage warships of this era, in the face of this sudden storm, all they could do was to lower most of the sails and fight against the wind and waves with all their might.

"Vomit...Vomit..."

From time to time, nauseating and sour sounds came from the cabin, which were some seasick sailors vomiting.

In the cab of the warship, Yang Feng clutched the wall's deputy with both hands, and his pale face was like a worker from the So-Kang factory who had worked in modern society for three days and two nights.

Speaking of which, Yang Feng was quite puzzled. He had never been uncomfortable due to his physical condition because of his physical condition. But this time, he was not sure whether it was too big or something else. After the storm began, he became seasick... seasick.

Not far from him was Liu Xiang, the deputy admiral of the Fujian Navy. Liu Xiang is worthy of being a person who has been making a living at sea since childhood. Even with such a big storm, the hull was shaken so hard, but her feet were firmly tied to the deck like roots, and her body was still standing straight, and her mouth kept giving instructions.

"The helmsman, five degrees to the left!!"

Next to it, an old helmsman in his forties looked ahead and repeated the order: "I understand... Left Ruler Five!"

"Ningyuan, your course has deviated a little. Turn right and keep your formation!"

The heavy rain poured down, and the rain like water hit the cockpit, making the cockpit glass slam the cockpit.

After commanding for a while, he felt that the storm was getting smaller. Liu Xiang handed over the command to the first mate, walked to Yang Feng and asked with concern: "Mr. Marquis, you should go back to the cabin and lie down. It is not a solution to hold on like this."

"I won't go!" Yang Feng rejected Liu Xiang's kindness and said with some anger: "I really can't figure it out. I've been out of the sea several times in the past two years. I think I've been practicing on weekdays, but why did I get seasick today? It's so embarrassing."

Liu Xiang shook his head helplessly and said, "Mr. Marquis, how can this be the same? You won't encounter waves like today. Not to mention you, even some old sailors may not be able to bear it. It's normal for you to react a little."

Yang Feng suddenly asked, "What about you? Have you encountered many such storms?"

When he heard this question, Liu Xiang couldn't help but pause, and after a while, he said: "I have been urinating on the sea since he was a child. Isn't it normal for me to encounter wind and waves? I'm used to it!"

Although Liu Xiang's tone was faint, Yang Feng could still feel how much sadness and helplessness contained in this sentence. A girl had to lead thousands of men to survive under the encirclement of Zheng Zhilong, and the hardships in this can naturally be imagined.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the cockpit was a little quiet. Before Yang Feng could comfort him, Liu Xiang suddenly smiled and said, "But Beizhi is now content. Do you know? The one I hated most when Beizhi went to sea before was rainy days.

You should know that the ships in the past did not have cockpits, and they all placed the rudder on the front deck. Whether it was windy or rainy, they would have to stay like this. If they encountered heavy rain like today, it would be even more uncomfortable.

Unlike now, our ship not only has a cockpit, but also is surrounded by glass. The wind cannot blow and the rain cannot be wet. When giving orders, there is no need to hang colorful flags or whisper flags. You just need to speak to the walkie-talkie to let all the ships hear it. Compared to before, mice fell into honeypots." When he said the last sentence, Liu Xiang looked at the cabin again, and his eyes were filled with joy.

When Liu Xiang was interesting, Yang Feng couldn't help but smile. To be honest, before the invention of plexiglass, almost all warships in the world had no cockpits, because in the fierce naval battle, the commander had to watch all directions, so that he could issue orders as quickly as possible. Only in the open air can the command be better observed around the surroundings, so the cockpit began to emerge after the emergence of plexiglass.

After the two of them talked, Yang Feng felt much better. He stood up straight and was about to say something. A voice rang out in the walkie-talkie: "Deputy Admiral Liu, just now the Qingyuan rescued a father and daughter on the sea. According to them, they were fishermen living in Bengang. How could Beizhi ask how to deal with these two people?"

"Save a pair of fishermen who fell into the water?" Yang Feng, who was standing beside him, was shocked and said in surprise: "If you dare to go to sea in this kind of weather, they will die!"

"They are just trying to make a living, otherwise who would have wanted to go out to sea in such weather? The life of the fishermen is so hard." Liu Xiangyou said and stopped talking.

Although Liu Xiang didn't say too much, Yang Feng understood in a flash. If he hadn't been so poor that he could not help, who would risk going to sea to catch fish in such weather?

Yang Feng sighed lightly: "Forget it... After you get famous, you can let them get ashore when you arrive at Bengang. By the way, give them some money and let them live a good life after they go back."

Liu Xiang's eyes flashed across Yang Feng's face unexpectedly. She didn't expect that Yang Feng, who always showed strong and iron blood, had such a delicate side...

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

In the cabin of the Qingyuan, Zhu Niang, who had already changed into a clean ocean blue camouflage uniform, sneezed and then looked around with curious eyes.

This is a small cabin, which is less than three or four square meters at most, but there are four hammocks placed. If you look at it from the eyes of later generations, it would be appropriate to call this house by a snail residence, but Zhu Niang's eyes showed envious gaze.

"Squeak!"

The door of the cabin opened, and a dark-skinned sailor wearing an ocean camouflage uniform walked in with a porcelain bowl. The careful Zhu Niang also found that the sailor's sleeve was embroidered with a red triangular symbol in Shanghai. The sailor handed the porcelain bowl to her, "Here... this is ginger soup, drink it while it's hot. You have just been wet from the rain, but be careful of being infected with the wind and cold."

Zhu Niang didn't doubt anything else. She took the porcelain bowl and quickly drank the bowl of ginger soup. Then she returned the porcelain bowl to the other party and said thank you softly.

The young sailor took the porcelain bowl and grinned, showed his white teeth, and said to Zhu Niang: "You should rest first, your father is in the room next to you. The lord has already said that when the storm stops, you will be sent ashore and you will be able to go home soon." After that, the sailor was about to turn around and leave.

"Wait!" Seeing that the other party was about to leave, Zhu Niang asked quickly: "You...you just let us go?"

"Of course!" said the sailor in confusion: "What else can you do if you don't let it go? We don't have so much food to support idle people."

"Uh..." Zhu Niang didn't expect to get such an answer, and was stunned for a moment.

Zhu Niang asked in disbelief: "We are... the fishermen under the rule of Zhengda, Bengang, you just let us go back?"

"Hey... you little girl is quite interesting. We let you go. Are you still unhappy?" The young sailor was amused and felt that this girl with a poor appearance but her eyes were extremely lively. It was really interesting. If it were an ordinary fisherman, he would have thanked her for a long time, but this person was better, and he actually wanted to ask clearly.

Zhu Niang's face turned red suddenly, and her rough little hands rubbed the corners of her clothes with a little embarrassed question: "No... I just want to ask, are you the Ming Navy? Also, can you tell me your name? I can't even know the name of my savior."

The young sailor smiled heartily: "What can I say about this? We are the Fujian navy of the Ming Dynasty. My name is Ning Shuisheng."

"Ming Navy!" Zhu Niang, who got the affirmative answer, had a complicated look flashed in her eyes. She hesitated for a moment and asked, "Can I ask, where are you going?"

"This is not a secret, it's okay to tell you." Ning Shuisheng said: "We are here to fight Zheng Zhilong, so when the storm stops, you should hurry up and go ashore so as not to affect you."

"You are going to attack Bengang?"

"Yes!"
Chapter completed!