Zheng Hailong (Zheng Zhilong) has been very depressed recently...
He finally started a refugee team in Fujian and started smuggling business. All his career was just starting, and the bright prospects were waving to him frequently...
But for some reason, a soldier came from somewhere, holding advanced firearms that he had never seen in his life, and surrounded his cottage with a bombardment... Although the shells all landed hundreds of steps outside his cottage, no one was a fool... Everyone understood that these shells were deliberately beaten by the other party... They were just waiting for him, the leader, to come out and raise the flag to surrender...
so……
Whether to drop or not...
This is his biggest problem at present...
What do you want to do??? There are so many pirate leaders outside, you don’t fight! I have no money now! I have no one to ask for people! What are you trying to beat me!!??
Just as Zheng Hailong leaned his chin with a depressed look on his face and was sitting on the chair, a subordinate suddenly rolled in and ran in, shouting loudly: "Master of the village!! The opponent's infantry began to rush forward!! Their muskets! They fired farther than our cannons!!"
"What!!??"
Zheng Hailong exclaimed, his legs trembled slightly...
He couldn't believe his ears! But the other party could easily shoot three or four miles of cannons and kept reminding him, and he had to believe...
"The village master...what should we do..."
The soldier seemed to be scared to tears. After all, just a year ago, he was just an ordinary citizen. If it weren't for the sudden drought, he wouldn't have been forced to follow the village chief to start a smuggling business and become a bandit...
Zheng Hailong barely stood up, and after thinking about it for a while, he resolutely issued a key order!
"Go and notify everyone! Pour all the private salt in the warehouse into the water tank! Then stir it desperately! After it melts into the water, smash the water tank immediately! Sprinkle it on the ground! As long as we don't have salt in our hands, it is not a death sentence even if we are caught! Go quickly!!"
"Yes!!! Yes!! The village leader is still smart!"
"Stop talking nonsense! Go quickly!"
Seeing his subordinates rolling and crawling out again, Zheng Hailong then breathed a long sigh...
At least... save your life first...
Thinking of this, Zheng Hailong hurriedly looked at the second village leader who was panicked and shouted six big words to him: "Open the village door! Surrender!!"
"Ah? Hey! OK! OK!"
Zheng Hailong, who had arranged everything, looked at the helpless people in the tent again, and then sighed again...
After all, it's just a group of refugees...
Eat and drink well...
War...it's not reliable at all...
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In less than a moment...
The city wall was broken and the water tank had been smashed. Zheng Hailong led his men to throw away the weapons in his hands, knelt on the open space of the village, waiting for his ending...
But unexpectedly, the general who seemed to be at least a thousand households came in and helped him up from the mud, and asked him about his well-being with all kinds of politeness. He didn't know that he thought the other party was here to visit relatives, which was so enthusiastic. Just as Zheng Hailong was confused and thought he was dreaming, the other party raised another question that made him feel creepy: