When talking about this woman, Mr. Zhao's face became even darker, but fortunately, his skin was already quite dark, so it was not obvious even under the light.

The nose wings expanded and contracted twice, and Zhao Laohei said rudely: "It's so let the Marquis learn that Bei Zhi has nothing to do with this woman, she just... she just..."

Speaking of this, Zhao Laohei didn't know how to continue. This girl was simply a candy, as if she was determined to him, and she couldn't get rid of her. He couldn't kill her, right?

As an experienced scout, Zhao Laohei has killed in recent years and can't even remember the people he himself has, but there is one thing he never kills innocent people, which is his bottom line.

Seeing Zhao Laohei's face flushed with purple and redness, Yang Feng laughed in his heart and waved his hand: "Okay, this is your private matter, and I am not interested in asking too much. But there is one thing that I want to say before. After this battle, you can take this woman back as a slave or a maid, but now you can't be with you. Otherwise, if the military discipline is corrupted, I will spare you. Do you understand?"

"Mr. Marquis, I don't have a humble position..." Zhao Laohei was now sitting on the verge of wits. As soon as Yang Feng said this, the matter was confirmed. I'm afraid that the soldiers in the army would know that Zhao Laohei, who was not in charge of the brigade at night, actually brought back a Spanish woman. How could he see people?

Just as Yang Feng was talking to Zhao Laohei, Avilia had been standing next to Zhao Laohei, holding his arm tightly with one hand, and his heart was filled with uneasiness and panic.

She could see that although the face in front of her was smiling, she always gave people a feeling of being unhurried and powerful, she must be a high-ranking official of the Ming Dynasty, otherwise the dark-skinned man next to her would not be so respectful.

Although he knew that the other party was talking about him, he couldn't understand a word. Avilia felt so uneasy.

"Okay, I won't say that much. Now I'll send someone to the medical camp to help. I'll talk about her affairs until the war is over."

After chatting and laughing for a while, Yang Feng asked someone to take Avilia down.

After Avilia left, Yang Feng's expression became serious, "Mr. Zhao Qian, how did your mission be completed this time? Was it going smoothly?"

"Mr. Marquis, this time, the job of Huye is safe. However, there is a brother who still has nowhere to go. This is the defense map of San Petro Castle drawn by Huye. Please check it out."

After Zhao Laohei finished speaking, he took out a piece of letter from his pocket and handed it to Yang Feng.

Yang Feng took the letter and found that the paper about the size of A6 paper was densely filled with words. Not only did he write down the situation in San Petro Castle that he had detected these days, Zhao Laohei even drew a defense map, drawing the Spaniard's artillery positions and city defense deployment clearly, which made people see it at a glance.

"good!"

Yang Feng couldn't help but exclaim. With this picture, the cannon camp will be able to launch a purposeful attack on the castle according to the marks on the picture, which can avoid many unnecessary casualties.

While Yang Feng was looking at the picture, Zhao Laohei added: "The Spaniards deployed about 110 artillery guns in Fort San Petro, most of which were eighteen-pound artillery guns, and there were also a few twelve-pound artillery guns and eight-pound artillery guns that could be easily moved.

But it is worth noting that the Spaniards' gunners are of high quality. They have secretly watched their training. Their gunners can fire three to four shells in one minute, and their hit rate is very good. They think they must pay attention. And their mobilization situation is also very good..."

Listening to Zhao Laohei's scattered situation, Yang Feng nodded and frowned and smiled. The two of them kept talking for nearly two hours before Zhao Laohei said goodbye.

It was already past three in the morning. Except for the sergeants who were patrolling and watching, most of them had dreams, but the lights in the room where Yang Feng was still on.

In this small room, in addition to Yang Feng, more than a dozen officers and generals including Qiu Disheng, Geng Bingyi, Chu Maoguang, and Liu Xiang.

In front of everyone was a huge topographic map of the San Petro Fort, and Yang Feng copied more than ten copies of the city defense deployment map sent by Zhao Laohei risked his life and distributed it to everyone.

At this time, some people were discussing something around the topographic map of San Petro, with some quarrels mixed in between, while others were staring at the deployment map in their hands and thinking hard.

This is a meeting that has been held for several hours. There is only one topic at the meeting, that is, how to win the Castle of San Petro at the lowest cost. During the meeting, everyone expressed their opinions and put forward many suggestions, but no suggestion has been unanimously recognized by everyone.

Chu Maoguang slapped the defense map in his hand on the table and shouted: "In my opinion, since our troops are dominant, we should just launch an attack at the same time from four city gates. The Red-haired Japanese devils are at most more than 3,000 people and can't last long. As long as they keep putting pressure on them, I think they can't hold on in just three days. By then, Fort San Petro will naturally become our bag."

Before the others could speak, Liu Xiang, who was standing beside him, said coldly: "How do you know that the Spanish will not be able to do it in three days? The information sent by Ye Bubu is very clearly written. Not only did the Spanish have more than 3,000 troops, they also recruited three or four thousand young men to help them defend the city.

According to this calculation, let alone three days, thirty days may not be able to drag them down. Besides, if you defeat this, do you calculate how many casualties we will have? Once the casualties are too large, what will you use to attack the city?"

"You...you are a navy..."

Chu Maoguang was about to refute, but saw Liu Xiang staring at him, and he swallowed it back. He and Liu Xiang were on the land and on the water at any time. Logically speaking, the water in the well did not interfere with the river, and he didn't have to buy Liu Xiang's account.

However, Chu Maoguang looked rude but his heart was very open. He knew that there were many places in the army that needed the help of the navy in the next journey, and it was not a good thing to offend Liu Xiang for a little bit of trouble.

Besides, he could see that Deputy Admiral Liu seemed to have a rather ambiguous relationship with his boss. If they really got together in the future, Liu Xiang would blow the pillow wind in the boss's ear, and he would be unlucky if he couldn't do it. This was the real unlucky.

"Mr. Marquis!"
Chapter completed!