Seeing Han Du coming back alone, Zhao Xian asked: "Uncle, I don't know that general just now..."
"Oh," Han Du smiled calmly and explained: "The natives in front were very courageous and rushed back again. Uncle Ben asked him to hurry over."
"Ah? The natives are back again?" Zhao Xian's heart skipped a beat when he heard this.
Although the natives looked like a bunch of chickens and dogs in front of Han Du, in Zhao Xian's heart, he was extremely afraid of the natives. After all, the natives completely drove them away in just ten days.
When they arrived at the seaside, they almost wiped out all of them. The burning, killing, looting and looting of these Tiantu people gave Zhao Xian and others great shock and fear every time.
These panics and helplessness left a huge shadow in the hearts of Zhao Xian and others. Now that they heard that the natives were coming back, they suddenly became panicked.
"They are just idiots who don't know how to live or die. Jiang Ming will repel them soon." Han Du waved his hands indifferently, looking normal.
"Mr. Zhao just said that there is a Zhuangzi in front where we can rest?" Han Du asked with a smile, knowingly, "How about we go over and have a rest now, so that Mr. Zhao can also see the majesty of our Ming Navy."
When Zhao Xian heard this, his face suddenly turned green. He hated the natives, but that didn't mean he had the courage to face the natives. He wanted to let him see the scene where the natives were charging towards him with a machete.
That was his nightmare, and he absolutely refused to do it.
"No, no." Zhao Xian waved his hands and declined, "The common people have already seen the bravery and fearlessness of the Ming Dynasty Navy just now, there is no need to see it again."
Han Du laughed in his heart, pretending to be surprised and asked: "If we don't go there, how will you rest here?"
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Zhao Xianxuan smiled and said politely, "We can wait here first. After General Jiang Ming has driven back the natives, it won't be too late to go there. We are not in a hurry."
"Yes, yes, don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry..."
Others quickly agreed.
Han Du smiled and glanced at Zhao Xian and the others. It seemed that Zhao Xian was not the only one who was timid, but it was a common problem among these people. Thousands of people were chased like little rabbits by a group of poorly equipped natives.
, I’m drunk just thinking about it.
If Han Du had brought thousands of warriors who dared to fight, even without cannons and revolvers, Han Du would have been able to wipe out these natives with only swords and guns. How could he be forced into a situation that was almost beyond redemption by a mere native?
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Since Zhao Xian did not dare to step forward, and Han Du wanted to delay time deliberately, the two hit it off immediately and had a tacit understanding. Everyone thought that waiting would be good for them.
Zhao Xian wanted to get closer to Han Du and others, so he took advantage of the waiting time to find some topics to chat with. With Tang He, a native of Haozhou, present, they had many topics to talk about, and it felt like a fellow villager meeting a fellow villager.
The conversation was very lively.
Finally, Jiang Ming came back and smiled meaningfully at Han Du.
Han Du immediately understood that the matter was done, and asked with a smile: "Have all the natives who rushed over been repulsed?"
Jiang Ming was stunned for a moment, natives? Where are the natives? The natives had been killed long ago and fled. How could they still have the courage to rush back?
However, Jiang Ming knew that since his uncle said this deliberately, he must have a deep meaning. He followed his uncle's words, nodded and said: "Back to your uncle, the natives who rushed over were all repelled."
"That's good." Han Du nodded with satisfaction.
Immediately, he turned back to Zhao Xian and said, "Mr. Zhao, those natives have been repelled. Do you think you should go to the village in front to have a rest?"
"Okay, okay. Thank you, sir, thank you, uncle, thank you, general." When Zhao Xian heard that it was safe ahead, he naturally couldn't wait to go over. After all, standing wet on the beach and blowing in the wind is not a good feeling.
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A group of people came outside the Zhuangzi. The Zhuangzi looked quite big, but no matter how big it was, it could not accommodate thousands of people. Therefore, except for the few women who were arranged into a room by a few people, the other men
Including the navy officers and soldiers, they all stayed in a large dam.
There were naval officers guarding outside Zhuangzi, and dozens of bonfires were lit inside the dam. First, it allowed Zhao Xian and others to dry their soaked clothes, and secondly, it could drive away the cold air at night.
Zhao Xian and others had been hungry for a long time, so as soon as they came here, they ordered people to go to the village to find some food.
Not long after, Zhao Xian's son came back.
"father."
"Have you found anything to eat?" Zhao Xian asked.
"We found it. This Zhuangzi is part of the Zhang family's property. With people from the Zhang family taking it with us, we quickly found the grain warehouse. There is a lot of grain stored here, which is enough for us to eat."
"That's good, that's good." Zhao Xian finally heard the good news and let it go for the time being. If you have food, you are not afraid. If you don't have food, you don't know how many people will starve to death.
"But, dad~" he glanced around, leaned over and whispered.
Zhao Xian saw his son's expression was different and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"
"The Zhang family told their son that they were discovered in a secret room here."
Zhao Xian was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened as he waited for the next sentence.
"Originally, there was a large amount of gold and silver hidden in the secret room, but now it's all been emptied. My son wonders if it's the people from the Ming Dynasty..."
Before his son could finish speaking, Zhao Xian quickly covered his mouth. He glanced around and saw that no one could overhear their conversation before letting go of his son.
Zhao Xian's son also knew that this matter was serious and did not dare to speak without permission. He just looked at his father steadily.
Zhao Xian lowered his head in thought, hesitated for a long time, then gritted his teeth and shook his head and said: "This matter may not necessarily be done by people from the Ming Dynasty. You must know that the first people to occupy this Zhuangzi were the natives. If the secret room was discovered by the natives,
What about?"
"This?" After pondering for a moment, his son had to nod in agreement with Zhao Xian, "It is indeed possible."
Zhao Xian felt a little relieved and told his son: "Go and appease the Zhang family and tell them not to cause trouble. The loss of their gold and silver may not necessarily be related to the people of the Ming Dynasty. If it was taken away by the natives,
, they can only admit that they are unlucky."
"Tell them that at this juncture, we still have a lot of reliance on the Ming Dynasty, and let them not lose the big for the small. Besides, I don't believe that the Zhang family, which has a big business, will only have this little gold and silver?"
"My son understands, I will tell them right away." After saying that, he turned around and left.
"Well," Zhao Xian mused, stroking his beard, and suddenly reminded them: "Tell them that after this incident, we can no longer guard against each other, and we must join a group to keep warm."